Chapter 273 Will it continue to rise from the dead? Then chop it into pieces.



Covered up, Ji Yunfei struggled desperately, causing ripples to spread across the barrier.

Seizing the opening revealed by Ji Yunfei's struggle, Yuan Ying exerted force with her feet, raised the copper coin sword in her hand high, and plunged it hard into Ji Yunfei's chest.

"ah!!!"

Ji Yunfei let out a shrill scream, her body trembling uncontrollably, her hands flailing wildly in the air.

Yuan Ying flipped the copper coin sword in her hand, and a blinding red light burst forth from the sword, shooting out from behind Ji Yunfei.

It circled in the air and flew back into Yuan Ying's hand.

I was completely stunned.

When the techniques from movies are applied to real life, the shock is something that words simply cannot describe.

As the copper coin sword pierced through Ji Yunfei's body, she slowly fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Yuan Ying stood still, not daring to relax for a moment. Her hands quickly formed hand seals, and she chanted incantations: "The righteous energy of heaven and earth subdues demons and evil spirits, dispels evil and brings clarity to the universe!"

As she recited these words, she took out a yellow talisman from her bosom with her other hand and threw it toward Ji Yunfei's corpse.

"The divine fire descends upon the world, burning away all evil and filth! So be it!"

In an instant, the yellow talisman spontaneously combusted, and the flames on Ji Yunfei's body grew even stronger, their color rapidly changing from dark green to orange-red.

The flames roared and instantly enveloped her body, illuminating the entire mourning hall.

"My daughter!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Ji Fucai's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, weeping bitterly.

Yuan Ying, looking slightly tired, slowly walked to my side and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

He was clearly exhausted.

"Master, are you alright?" I asked with concern.

Yuan Ying glared at me: "I haven't accepted you as my apprentice yet, so don't call me that!"

All right.

I called out to Yingniang and asked her if Ji Yunfei had become a zombie, and whether the people she killed would turn into zombies.

Yuan Ying shook her head: "Ji Yunfei is not a zombie. Her condition is called a 'blood vengeful corpse' in our line of work. It is extremely rare. I encountered something similar in a remote village many years ago."

"I was very anxious at the hospital. When I saw that you hadn't come back, I knew something had happened to you. Luckily, I arrived in time. If I had been any later, the disaster would have been much worse, and the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted at the top of their lungs, "Oh no! A corpse! The corpse can't be burned!"

That shout was like a bomb, instantly shattering the brief calm.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their heads, their eyes wide, and looked in the direction of Ji Yunfei's body.

Ji Yunfei's body was charred black in the raging flames, her skin cracked and emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Strangely, she did not turn to ashes like a normal corpse.

Moreover, the originally blazing flames were now being slowly extinguished by an invisible hand, gradually weakening.

What's even more chilling is that her charred body began to move slightly again; her arms seemed to want to lift, and her chest rose and fell slightly.

Yuan Ying's expression changed drastically. She took out a brush from her bag and quickly drew a talisman on Ji Yunfei's corpse.

Ji Yunfei's body was just about to be lifted when he lowered his hand again.

"division……"

I hurriedly asked, "Yingniang, what's going on? How come the corpse isn't burning?"

Yuan Ying did not explain, staring intently at Ji Yunfei's body for a full half minute, before quickly walking out of the mourning hall without saying a word.

Standing outside the mourning hall, gazing up at the moonlit night sky, my hands moved rapidly, counting on my fingers, and I muttered words I couldn't understand.

A moment later, Yuan Ying turned back to the mourning hall, grabbed my arm, and said anxiously, "Let's go quickly, something's wrong, it's beyond our control."

Although she didn't explain, I could tell from her expression that this was something we couldn't handle.

But as soon as we reached the entrance of the mourning hall, we saw Ji Fucai kneel down in front of us with a thud, tightly hugging Yuan Ying's legs with both hands, tears streaming down his face.

"Master Yuan, you can't leave! Please save my daughter so she can be reincarnated as soon as possible."

Yuan Ying sighed helplessly, squatted down, and said softly.

“Brother Ji, it’s not that I don’t want to help, but your daughter’s soul has long since scattered. Her three souls and seven spirits are incomplete, and the underworld won’t accept her. According to our line of work, her soul has been separated from her body for too long and is trapped by resentment. She has long lost her way and has nowhere to go.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Fucai's face was filled with pain and resentment.

"We can't just leave her like this, can we? We have to bury her body properly. We can't just leave her dead here like this."

Yuan Ying slowly shook her head, stood up, and sighed helplessly.

“Brother Ji, to completely resolve this matter, we need to find another expert. I really don’t have that ability. I’ve already done my best by coming here to help. This ‘Blood Vengeful Corpse’ is too troublesome, and this is all I can do.”

Seeing that we were determined to leave, Ji Fucai suddenly pulled out a fruit knife from his waist and blocked our way.

It stared intently at me, its gaze seeming as if it wanted to devour me whole.

"You can't leave! If this kid hadn't sneaked into the mourning hall, my daughter wouldn't be in this state. You must take responsibility!"

Upon hearing this, I quickly explained, "Uncle Ji, Ji Yunfei's resurrection has nothing to do with me. I just wanted to check on the situation, who knew it would turn out like this."

But Ji Fucai wouldn't listen at all. He was like a madman, constantly saying that it was all my fault.

At this moment, the family members of the reporters also gathered around and knelt down on the ground in large numbers.

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