Sheqing Gui was the first to speak: "Young brother, to tell you the truth, I was here 50 years ago. At that time, I saw that there was no one in the courtyard, so I stayed. Later, several Taoist priests came and said that there was great misfortune hidden here, so they dared not go any further."

The ferocious ghost spoke second, holding a mooncake with the character "福" (fortune) written on it. He popped it into his mouth and chewed, saying, "I know a little about this. I heard that a hundred years ago, more than ten Taoist priests and a flying zombie came to this place. Later, for some reason, these Taoist priests had a fight among themselves and were swallowed up one by one by the flying zombie."

Flying zombie?

Lin Feng was shocked. The jumping zombies outside were one thing, but the flying zombies could fly and disappear into the ground, sucking human blood within a hundred steps, rendering ordinary Taoist techniques ineffective.

"What flying zombie? I've seen that thing before. It's not a flying zombie at all. It's a giant flying bat. When I was alive, I always heard people talking about animals becoming spirits. I never thought there was such a thing."

The hanged ghost curled up a pastry with his tongue and sighed eerily, "But the cellar of the Jiang family's ancestral home in Dafang Village is really strange. After that big bat flew in, it never came out again. Later, some Taoist priests also went in, but none of them came out either."

"About two weeks ago, I saw some tomb raiders on the north side of the village. They said that this cellar was an underground palace, which not only contained the Jiang family's gold, but also the burial goods of a certain prince."

After saying that, the hanged ghost smiled mysteriously: "If you really want to know who turned this place into this, it's probably this underground palace."

A flying bat—if what the other party said is true, then it must be a vampire… Lin Feng immediately came to a general conclusion, after all, the world of the One-Eyebrow Taoist priest contained quite a few vampires from the West.

The Green Demon, who had been watching Lin Feng's expression closely, asked curiously, "By the way, young brother, I wonder about that Taoist priest from earlier..."

"As the saying goes, 'Leave a way out for others, so you can meet again in the future.' The master didn't want to provoke those Taoists too much, so he deliberately kept them hanging, letting me communicate with them whenever anything came up, so that we wouldn't be targeted without even knowing it..."

"Over time, this has led to the situation we see today."

Lin Feng gave him a knowing look, and the three ghosts understood perfectly. They smiled and nodded without saying anything more.

When they had almost finished eating, Lin Feng had learned a bit about them and had the paper figures pack three more portions to be delivered: "Have any of you heard of the participants?"

"Participants?"

The three ghosts shook their heads. Having eaten so much and accepted so much in return, they dared not accept the gifts Lin Feng offered.

"It's alright. Since the master is willing to let you in, he naturally won't say anything more..." Lin Feng proactively stuffed the items into the other party's hands. Apart from the ferocious ghost, which was an evil creature born of nature, the other two ghosts were harmed by villains and ended up as lonely ghosts. But if treated properly, they were not bad-hearted: "If they can dispel their resentment and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation in the future, it will be considered as accumulating merit for the master."

She Qinggui took a deep breath and bowed towards the main hall behind him.

The other two were also deeply moved, and together they paid their respects at the main hall before leaving the ancestral grave.

As their figures disappeared outside the Yin House, Lin Feng's spiritual eyes also saw a trace of resentment gradually spreading from the head of the Qing Ghost.

There are many ways to deliver the dead, but in Lin Feng's view, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha's name is equivalent to forced formatting, allowing ghosts to be repeatedly cleansed of their resentment by those life doctrines. Although it is not bad, it is not what he truly wanted to do.

In reality, some seemingly insignificant acts of support can have surprisingly effective results.

The gate to the haunted house closed, and Lin Feng slipped into the car that had suddenly appeared behind him. The words the three ghosts had just spoken flashed through his mind: "The mission requires eliminating the zombie horde and finding the Corpse King and the Ghost King. There's bound to be a Corpse King in the underground palace behind Dafang Village, and if you're unlucky, you might even find a Ghost King. But completing the mission here is just asking for trouble..."

Lin Feng dismissed the idea; there was no need to fight to the death here.

To elaborate, this world has many zombie towns. You can find an easy answer by picking up a corpse transporter on the road. In addition, this world is likely connected to multiple different zombie movie worlds, so finding a lone zombie is not a problem.

"The Four Treasures are located in the north... They've gone quite far."

Running further away would likely lead to more trouble. Lin Feng glanced at the two's positioning devices and urged the paper figure to drive the car over there.

The car sped along a road strewn with various pieces of wood, smoothly drove out of Dafang Village, and entered a rain-soaked mountain forest, getting closer and closer to the location on the screen.

call!

A strong wind blew by, rain lashed against the car windows, and a fire lit up the distant woods, drawing Lin Feng closer.

"Die, you damned demons and heretics!" Lu Yuan roared in the heavy rain, each hand bearing a flaming fist, and slammed them heavily into the middle of seven or eight armored zombies.

Behind the zombie, three corpse-drivers, draped in a pile of cloth bags, wearing yellowish Taoist robes, with various talismans and seals drawn on their faces, and soaking wet, quickly formed the Three Talents Formation.

Then they reached out and placed their hands on each other's shoulders, biting their fingertips and shooting drops of blood into the zombie's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the talismans on the seven or eight zombies quickly fell off, and their previously stiff limbs became flexible again.

"7 bronze-armored corpses, 1 silver-armored corpse"

The brief name information floated by, how could Lin Feng not understand?

Zombies are born from the resentment and death energy of heaven and earth; bronze-armored zombies and silver-armored zombies are created by the art of corpse refining.

But what about the Four Treasuries?

Lin Feng looked around. Lu Yuan seemed to be able to hold on, so he wasn't in a hurry to rescue him. However, Si Zang was right there, but there was no sign of him.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the three corpse-drivers, now armed with steel knives and swords, were about to join the battle when a burst of lightning suddenly erupted from the ground.

"Aaaaaah!"

Si Zang burst out of the ground, covered in mud, and landed between the zombie and the Taoist priest.

"Bring the hammer down!!!" With a furious shout, the enormous golden hammer fell from nowhere, carving out a vacuum in the heavy rain, and slammed into the first person.

"How dare you plot against me, Daoist Master!"

Si Zang swung his hand, and a bolt of lightning appeared on the Weng Jin Hammer. In an instant, using the surrounding rain, he created an area covered in lightning in the air, controlling all the bronze-armored corpses.

Hong Linggui flew out from the darkness, slashing down a corpse driver with a single blow. Just as Si Zang was about to kill another person, she slashed him back several steps.

Lin Feng attacked from behind, taking advantage of the fact that neither the zombie nor the corpse driver noticed him, and reached out to firmly control them.

He grabbed the corpse driver by the neck and lifted him up to face the approaching silver-armored corpse: "Seal them off!"

"Hehehe, hahaha, it can't be sealed anymore! The talismans are all destroyed, and the essence blood has entered the mouth. It's either you or me who dies!" The corpse driver laughed loudly, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and shouted madly, "You can't escape either, hahahaha!"

In an instant, the corpse driver's aura vanished. Seeing this, Si Zang hurriedly shouted, "Suibian, let's go! We can't stay here any longer. They said there are more than ten evil cultivators on their way!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng didn't linger, abandoning the corpse of the corpse driver, and followed Si Zang's footsteps: "What happened?"

"Hiss!" Si Zang inhaled a breath of water vapor, slowed his pace a few steps, and complained repeatedly: "This humble Taoist... just as I entered the woods, I heard them talking, and then this kid was discovered, and then he was sucked into the ground by a talisman... almost crushed to death."

"I'm sorry, I just thought they were ordinary evil cultivators, I didn't expect them to be so powerful..." Lu Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly, and immediately promised loudly, "Big brother, I promise, from now on, I will never take action unless you give the order, I will listen to you completely!"

"Hey, you..."

Before the words had even faded, a series of leaping and bounding sounds came from behind them. The silver-armored corpse that had just been there leaped dozens of meters away, chasing after their aura as it pounced on them.

Fire immediately blazed in Si Zang's eyes. He stopped charging forward, wiped the dirt off his face, pulled out his golden hammer, and swung it with tremendous force in the darkness, smashing it straight at the opponent's head: "Take this hammer from me!"