Whether it was because of the loss of the Sparrow's Soul or not, Zhao Youliang was unconscious for a long time this time.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn the next day.

Just as I was about to recite my usual morning poem, I suddenly remembered what happened last night.

He quickly reached for his crotch, and sure enough, it was no longer erect.

He immediately cried out in despair, "Oh no, what are we going to do!"

"I've really become the last eunuch in China, a childless eunuch with no offspring, damn it!"

Liao Zhiyuan, who came in upon hearing the noise, didn't know how to persuade Zhao Youliang.

After all, it would be the greatest tragedy in life for any man to encounter something like this.

"Hey, Quantum Bro, don't be sad. I know where your Sparrow Soul went."

Zhao Youliang, who was already in despair, became even more desperate when he heard that his soul had been used to fill a grave.

"Xiao Liao, the corpse-drivers and sorcerers were all wiped out when they went in. Can we really do it?"

"We can't even beat them, we're doomed... Oh well, whatever, let them bask in the sun by the door."

As a result, Zhao Youliang, who was always positive and motivated, began to give up, which was quite unusual for him.

Liao Zhiyuan and I lay on two rattan chairs, one on each side, lazily basking in the sun.

From a distance, they looked like two piles of rotten flesh.

Just then, the big yellow dog came in, carrying breakfast in its mouth and its many little puppies on its back.

Zhao Youliang had already given up on life, so he didn't even get up to greet Master Huang.

At worst, I'll just get beaten up. If I get beaten to death, then I won't have to face this miserable life anymore.

Zhao Youliang could be indifferent, but Liao Zhiyuan dared not: he hadn't lost his Sparrow Yin Soul, and a better life was yet to come.

Therefore, Liao Zhiyuan hurriedly scrambled to his feet, bowing and scraping as he accepted the "food offered with contempt."

He kept saying, "Sir, you've worked hard. You've worked hard."

Seeing Liao Zhiyuan's respectful attitude, the big yellow dog glared at Zhao Youliang before wiggling its big butt and going back to its doghouse to sleep.

Although Zhao Youliang had completely given up, he still got hungry.

So, upon smelling the aroma, he asked without even opening his eyes, "Little Liao, what did that rascal bring back? It smells so good!"

Liao Zhiyuan chuckled: "Master Huang is really working hard today, giving us this nourishing treatment so early in the morning."

"Braised ox penis..."

At this point, Liao Zhiyuan suddenly couldn't continue, because given Zhao Youliang's current condition, even if he were given tiger penis and Yunnan Baiyao, it would be of no use.

Sure enough, Zhao Youliang was overcome with grief upon hearing the contents of breakfast.

Instead of sunbathing, she silently got up, tears welling in her eyes, went back to her room, collapsed on the bed, and waited to die...

Seeing Zhao Youliang in this half-dead state, the spirits in the temple lamented that the big yellow dog was truly despicable, deliberately provoking Quantum at this time, while pondering how to save him.

"It seems we have no choice but to find a way to go down into the tomb!" the Mad Prisoner said with a determined expression.

"However, that tomb is so dangerous that even wandering ghosts dare not enter."

"I'll go down and try it myself."

"It would be best if we could find the Sparrow's Soul of Quantum. If we can't find it... sacrificing me won't have much of an impact on our sect."

Huang Yu objected as soon as the prisoner finished speaking.

"No, we can't let you risk it all by yourself, brother. If we're going, we should all go together."

"Actually, we can try summoning the spirit first... Although the chances of success are slim, what if we can bring back Quantum's Sparrow Yin Spirit?"

Upon hearing this, all the immortals immediately nodded in agreement: "Alright, let's try summoning the soul tonight."

"If it doesn't work out, we'll go down into the tomb together tomorrow!"

As they were talking, they heard a knock on the door. Liao Zhiyuan looked and saw that it was a strange policeman.

"Is there something you need?"

Liao Zhiyuan greeted them as he walked out, worried that they might not know the rules and step into the paper-making shop.

After carefully examining Liao Zhiyuan for a moment, the police officer cautiously took a letter out of his bag.

"Comrade Liao Zhiyuan, this is the task assigned to you and Comrade Zhao Youliang by your superiors. Please sign for it!"

Liao Zhiyuan was taken aback upon hearing this, before realizing that the "superior" the other party was referring to was the secret organization he belonged to.

After seeing the other party off, he opened the letter and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Quantum Bro, get up and take a look. This time, we have no choice but to go to the ancient tomb."

"We've been instructed to cooperate with this archaeological work."

(Zhao Youliang joined the organization in Chapter 0205 of this book, through Liao Zhiyuan's report.)

After hearing Liao Zhiyuan's words, Zhao Youliang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The issues in the town weren't even finished yet, and now there's another task.

Why does the organization trust me and Xiao Liao so much? Aren't they afraid that we two greenhorns will mess things up?

Or are you just using us as cannon fodder...?

Although there were some complaints, his own Sparrow Yin Soul was also in the ancient tomb, so this time he could say he was balancing public and private matters.

Therefore, Zhao Youliang immediately perked up and discussed with Liao Zhiyuan what to do.

Since we're destined to go into the tomb, it's best to have someone familiar with the area guide us.

Therefore, Zhao Youliang immediately moved out Zhao Hongwei, the corpse driver who had been leaning against the wall and covered with a black cloth.

First, he pinched his nose and covered his mouth before speaking.

"Hey Xiao Zhao, what's wrong with you? Can you hear me?"

"Have you turned into a zombie?!"

Surprisingly, Zhao Hongwei actually opened his eyes slowly, and after a moment of confusion, he quickly checked his body.

A moment later, she became even more confused: "H-How could this be?!"

"I clearly used a secret technique to transform myself into a battle corpse, how come I only succeeded halfway?!"

Zhao Youliang was taken aback: "Little Zhao, what do you mean by 'half the success'?"

Zhao Hongwei did not rush to answer, but instead walked a few steps in place, seemingly getting used to his new state.

After a moment, he answered, "Quantum, a war corpse should be as hard as iron, but I am almost the same as when I was alive."

"Even if there is no breathing or heartbeat, the soul remains locked inside the body, not one is missing."

"strength......"

At this point, Zhao Hongwei grabbed Zhao Youliang's belt and easily lifted him up with one hand.

"I've gained a lot of strength, but I've also gotten so much fatter. How did that happen?"

"Zombies should all be skinny and emaciated because they have lost all the essence of their blood."

"Oh my god, I'm getting fatter and fatter..."

As they were talking, the corpse driver Zhao Hongwei had already swelled up like a balloon, and his clothes were all ripped apart with loud bangs.

That's like the prison warden in the movie "Riki-Oh: The Story of Ricky" when he "transforms" using ki.

Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan were shocked to see this and quickly moved away to give Zhao Hongwei room to swell up.

"Xiao Zhao, you're not going to explode, are you?!"