The Dead Burn Incense, Puppets Sit in the Hall

In our long-standing and historically rich land of China, many professions have their own rules and taboos. This is especially true for ancient and mysterious crafts.

For instance, when engag...

Chapter 269 The Young General's Reply

After receiving an affirmative answer from Qi Zhigang, Zhao Youliang covered his nose, squatted down, and carefully examined the body.

To their astonishment, they discovered that the corpse's neck and body were covered with foul-smelling pustules.

Just like the little girl I saw on the road to the underworld.

"This is the source of the infection?!"

Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang did not hesitate any longer. He quickly took out a talisman, lit it, and rapidly chanted the "Plague Suppression Incantation."

"I command the demons of the Eastern Green Plague, spirits of rotten wood; the demons of the Southern Red Plague, spirits of blazing fire... I know your names."

"Arrest him immediately, do not delay. So be it!"

After chanting the incantation, Zhao Youliang did not hesitate and immediately poured gasoline on the corpse and set it on fire.

Strangely, a phantom image of a person struggling appeared in the firelight, accompanied by faint screams.

"this......"

At this moment, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but think of Zhao Hongwei.

After all, this corpse-driver is a professional at dealing with zombies.

I wonder how Zhao Hongwei is doing now, whether the mountain spirits have caught up with him yet...

After this incident, the workers in charge of the construction were clearly scared and all wanted to back out.

Seeing this, Chen Wei could only sigh inwardly, but he did not force anyone to do anything against their will.

They even paid each of the workers present that day their wages.

"It's been a lot of trouble for everyone to make this trip. Nobody could have imagined that something so bizarre would happen."

"Those who don't want to continue can go back. I, Chen Wei, am extremely grateful to those who want to stay. Thank you everyone!"

Chen Wei's attitude won the unanimous favor of the workers.

Some of the bolder ones thought it over for a moment and then spoke up loudly.

"Brothers, don't be afraid! Didn't this young man just kill the filthy thing?"

"Besides, we've done a lot of work and built a lot of temples, when have we ever met a truly great master?"

"This young man is truly a master!"

"Helping him repair the temple is a good deed that accumulates good karma, what's there to be afraid of!"

With one person taking the lead, the other workers naturally followed suit.

"Yes, yes, Boss Hu is right!"

"We can't even find a master like this normally, so how can we back down now that we've finally met one!"

"Even if they didn't pay us, we'd still do it, let alone the higher wages they offered!"

Seeing the enthusiastic construction workers, Zhao Youliang and the others clasped their hands in gratitude.

At the same time, he took out the peace charms he had drawn earlier and gave one to each of the workers.

Having witnessed Zhao Youliang's miraculous performance, the workers hurriedly accepted the gift with profuse thanks and promised to build the temple beautifully.

Some workers even quietly asked Zhao Youliang what kind of deity he worshipped in his shrine.

Zhao Youliang wanted to gain fame as soon as possible, take on more jobs, earn more money to repay his debts, and therefore made no attempt to hide it.

“Our temple has Huang Jia Xian, Chang Jia Xian and Hui Jia Xian.”

"I won't go into detail about the other immortals, because you wouldn't recognize them anyway."

As Zhao Youliang spoke these words, the phantom image of each family head appeared behind him for each person he mentioned.

Naturally, they are Huang Zuo and his wife, Chang Huaiyuan and Master Hui Liu.

This can be seen as another form of support for Zhao Youliang!

Upon seeing this, the workers naturally trusted Zhao Youliang even more, and the project proceeded smoothly.

......

After returning to the paper-making shop, Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan lay on the rattan chairs on either side of each other to dry the eggs... pondering what had just happened.

"Brother Quantum, logically speaking, there's no reason for that person to turn into a zombie, especially since they came all the way to the town."

"Yes!" Zhao Youliang nodded deeply upon hearing this: "Could it be that he wasn't some great figure reincarnated at all, and that we were wrong about him before?!"

Just as Zhao Youliang and his companion were racking their brains trying to figure it out, in a cave deep in the mountains outside the town...

That is, the cave where the backward-walking corpses used to hide.

The male doll stood inside with a miserable expression; he was now all alone.

He chuckled menacingly, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

He muttered nervously, "Seven Tragic Stones, Father... everyone must die!"

"Anyone who stands in the way of Father's unification of the world must die!!"

Just then, another series of sinister giggles rang out from outside the cave, and then a two- or three-year-old child slowly floated in.

She was only wearing a bellyband, and her whole body was dark blue.

His face was covered in lividity, and bloody tears kept flowing from his eyes.

"Hehehe, who's your father? Is he fun?!"

The male doll, provoked, immediately flew into a rage, screamed, and lunged at the "child."

"You must die too!"

Surprisingly, the child was not afraid of the male doll at all, and raised his half-rotten arm to meet it.

"Hehehe, I'll kill you first, then your father. That would be so much fun."

"It's even more fun than strangling my dad..."

On the other side, in the small town.

Zhao Youliang, who was lying down to dry his eggs, suddenly felt a chill and instinctively tightened his clothes.

"Oh my god, what's going on? Am I going to be in trouble again?!"

Just as I was about to cast a divination for myself to try and avoid bad luck, my phone suddenly rang.

Son, son, it's your father. Come sit down, let's have a talk...

"Damn it, I need to get Li Mao to change my ringtone right away!"

Zhao Youliang answered the phone while cursing, "Hello, who is this?"

On the other end of the phone came a not-so-bright voice: "Damn it, you called us yesterday and asked who we were. Are you stupid?"

"I called you yesterday... Oh, you're the young general!"

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