Moreover, looking at Old Master Nan's slightly purple hair, he's practically turned purple and stiff.
He couldn't handle it alone, not to mention that Old Master Nan had Nan Yuanman as a hostage.
Zhang Shimian couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What kind of hellish place is this? Not only has a vengeful ghost appeared, but now even a purple zombie has emerged!"
The master also said that his opportunity lay here!
He now reasonably suspects that his master couldn't stand him anymore and tricked him into coming here to die!
Old Master Nan stiffened, his back to Nan Yuanman, not daring to turn around and look at her.
Nan Yuanman was frantic. Ignoring Zhang Shimian's words, she rushed forward, crying, and rummaged at Old Master Nan's hidden, injured arm: "Grandpa, where are you hurt? Does it hurt?"
Old Master Nan blinked and let out a low groan.
When Nan Yuanman approached Old Master Nan, Zhang Shimian's heart leaped into his throat, but he dared not make any further rash moves, fearing that Old Master Nan might harm Nan Yuanman.
When he saw Old Master Nan standing obediently while examining Nan Yuanman's wounds, the seriousness on his face gradually turned into confusion.
No, are the supposedly ferocious purple zombies really that docile?
Also, why isn't Nanmanyuan surprised at all?
He couldn't help but ask, "You knew all along that he was paralyzed?"
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face, and remained silent.
How could she not know?
This is her grandfather, the grandfather she depended on for survival.
When he first showed signs of change, how could Nan Yuanman not have noticed?
Not to mention, when Grandpa Nan was alive, he taught her all the knowledge he had acquired in his life.
In addition, she was born with the ability to see ghosts and had innate talent, so how could she not see the current state of Old Master Nan?
She just didn't want to expose it.
She is still young and cannot be separated from her grandfather.
Her reaction told Zhang Shimian everything, and Zhang Shimian looked at her incredulously: "You know he's a zombie, and you still go with him? Are you out of your mind?!"
“Grandpa is very well-behaved, he doesn’t eat people!” Nan Yuanman stood in front of Grandpa Nan, looked at Zhang Shimian, and explained urgently, “It’s true, he hasn’t eaten anyone since he became a zombie, and he won’t harm anyone, so please don’t take him in.”
“Just because he doesn’t harm people now doesn’t mean he won’t in the future. Nan Yuanman, you’re still young and don’t understand the principle that those who are not of our kind will surely have different intentions.” Zhang Shimian’s young face was full of seriousness: “You can’t restrain him forever and prevent him from hurting people.”
"I can do it!" Nan Yuanman exclaimed anxiously, her heart pounding with panic.
Fearing that Zhang Shimian would continue to harm Old Master Nan, she took out a small coffin, opened it, pointed it at Old Master Nan, and said with her small mouth, "Take it!"
A flash of dark light, and Old Master Nan's figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Shimian: "???"
Where did he go??
Nan Yuanman pasted a talisman on the small coffin and looked at Zhang Shimian expectantly: "I've put it in the small coffin. You see, I can restrain him for the rest of my life and prevent him from hurting people."
Zhang Shimian was dumbfounded. He stared at the small coffin in her hand, incredulous: "What... what kind of magical artifact is this?"
He knew that ghosts could be subdued, and demons could be subdued.
But how are these zombies outside the six realms of reincarnation dealt with?
"I don't know," Nam Manjushri said honestly. "Grandpa said I was born with it."
She vaguely knew that this small coffin could capture any demons or monsters, just like the gourd of Laozi in Journey to the West.
She hasn't yet figured out what other uses it might have.
As soon as Old Master Nan disappeared, Zhang Shimian's tense nerves relaxed a little. He paced back and forth with his hands on his hips, looked at Nan Yuanman who was staring at him pitifully, clicked his tongue and said, "No, I have to report this matter."
"I need to consult with my master first. Even if you can restrain him, he is still too dangerous."
“You can’t stay in the village any longer. Come back to Sanqing Temple with me first.”
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, her little head drooping: "Okay."
Zhang Shimian paced back and forth a few more times in frustration, but finally couldn't resist taking out his phone and dialing the number of a shady driver.
The phone rang twice before being answered, and a strong voice came through: "You brat, calling in the middle of the night, you better have something on your mind."
"Something's happened, something big!" Zhang Shimian said with a blank face, "I've found a purple-headed zombie in Batang Village."
Abbot Xuanqingzi of the Sanqing Temple: "???"
He instantly became alert: "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Xuan Qingzi knew his little apprentice's capabilities well; if he were to encounter a purple zombie, how could he possibly survive?
Veins bulged on Zhang Shimian's forehead: "What kind of master curses their disciple to death like this? Of course I'm human! This purple zombie's situation is a bit complicated..."
Under the anxious gaze of Nan Yuanman, he briefly explained how he discovered the purple zombie.
Xuan Qingzi pondered, "So, this purple zombie still possesses self-awareness..."
"By the way, you said that purple zombie was the old man Nan who raised Nan Yuanman?"
Zhang Shimian: "Yes."
"Let her go back to the Jiang family first. I'll make time to go down the mountain and see her tomorrow. That's decided!"
After saying that, Xuan Qingzi slammed down the phone.
Hearing the dial tone from the other end of the phone, Zhang Shimian thought, "???"
No, how much does Master hate the Jiang family? To send Nan Yuanman back to the Jiang family with such a deadly weapon??
However, listening to his master's words, he didn't seem surprised at all...
Could it be that he had already foreseen something through divination?
Zhang Shimian looked at Nan Yuanman thoughtfully: "What do you think?"
Upon hearing Xuan Qingzi's words, Nan Yuanman felt relieved but also a little nervous. She gripped the small coffin tightly and said urgently, "I'll go back to the Jiang family with my uncle tomorrow."
"But you must promise not to take my grandfather away!"
Zhang Shimian opened his mouth, wanting to say that it was impossible not to take them away, as the purple zombies were too lethal. But looking at Nan Yuanman's red eyes, clearly terrified yet pretending to be strong, he hesitated.
Zhang Shimian thought to himself, "I can't guarantee you anything. I'll make a decision after my master meets with you."
He rubbed his aching temples: "I'll take you home to rest first. You're still young, you can't stay up late."
Nan Yuanman knew that it would take a lot of effort to keep her grandfather by her side, so she stopped making a fuss and obediently went back to sleep with Zhang Shimian.
Previously, Zhang Shimian did not know that Old Master Nan had become a zombie and thought that Nan Yuanman had someone with him. Now that he knows, Zhang Shimian does not dare to leave Nan Yuanman alone at home.
Even if she's very sensible, she's only five years old; she's still a child.
After thinking it over, Zhang Shimian decided to stay at Nan Yuanman to rest.
Many people were sleepless that night.
the next day.
Jiang Lixuan, who had finally fallen asleep, was woken up by a phone call. An anxious female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xinxin is in the hospital again, Xiaoxuan. Haven't you found Bai Wenyin and her child yet?"
Jiang Lixuan's drowsiness vanished instantly, and he quickly asked, "Xinxin, what's wrong?"
"I don't know what happened, she suddenly fainted while at school today." The female voice carried a hint of reproach: "She's now demanding to see you and your new sister, can you bring her back today?"
"Yes." As soon as Jiang Lixuan heard about Jiang Xinxin, he forgot everything else, got up and quickly dressed: "Tell her that her uncle will bring his new older sister back today."
"Okay, I'm hanging up."
As soon as he hung up the phone, Jiang Lixuan quickly washed up and went to the Nan family to find Nan Yuanman.
Meanwhile, in City S, at the First People's Hospital.
The VIP ward is decorated in an elegant style.
Lying on the hospital bed was a pale-faced little girl who looked about four years old and had an exceptionally delicate and adorable appearance.
The girl's eyes were tightly closed, her brows were furrowed, and she was sleeping very restlessly.
A woman was sitting next to the ward.
She wore a moon-white cheongsam, her long hair was held up with a sandalwood hairpin, her face was beautiful and delicate, and her slightly red eyes added to her fragility.
She held the little girl's hand tightly and kissed it tenderly.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the ward door. Before the person arrived, the voice came first: "Oh! My poor little Xinxin, Grandma has come to see you."
The tightly closed door was opened from the outside, and a woman with a graceful appearance, a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, wearing a white suit and a pearl necklace hurried in.
Following behind her was a handsome young man dressed in a black suit.
The young man spotted Jiang Xinxin sleeping and quickly lowered his voice to remind her, "Mom, Xinxin is asleep, please keep your voice down."
"I'm speaking very softly!" Madam Ge Peiyao of the Jiang family lowered her voice, first checking on Jiang Xinxin's condition, before tenderly embracing the pale-faced Jiang Yueyao.
"Don't worry, Yao Yao, your brother said he can bring the person back this afternoon."
Jiang Yueyao's face lit up with joy: "Really?"
Finally, she bit her lip and said hesitantly, "Mom, maybe we should just forget about it."
“If Sister Wenying knew that we brought the child back for Xinxin's sake, she would definitely be very sad, and it wouldn't be fair to her either…”
“There’s nothing unfair about it.” Jiang Hengzhi, the second son of the Jiang family, couldn’t help but show a look of disgust when he thought of his younger sister, Bai Wenying: “This is what she owes you, what she owes Xinxin.”
For the Jiang family, Bai Wenying was a disgrace.
If it weren't for the Jiang family and for Xinxin, they would never have brought Bai Wenying and her daughter back.
Jiang Hengzhi thought coldly to himself, hoping that Bai Wenying and her daughter would be sensible, otherwise... he wouldn't mind using some means.
"Okay, don't overthink it." Ge Peiyao gently hugged Jiang Yueyao: "Mom's here, Mom will handle it for you."
"Mmm." Jiang Yueyao leaned closer to her, a shadow flashing in her slightly lowered eyes.
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On the other side, Jiang Lixuan arrived at the Nan family's residence in a menacing manner.
Nan Yuanman, who had packed her things early in the morning and was sitting in the courtyard with Zhang Shimian, staring at each other, heard footsteps. She was carrying a tattered little bundle.
She stood up, opened the courtyard gate, and before Jiang Lixuan could speak, she took the initiative to say, "I'll go back with you."
Jiang Lixuan: "...?"
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