The guards answered in unison, and two of their trusted men stepped forward, gesturing for Cheng Shuang to leave with them.
Cheng Shuang shook her head and ran directly behind the commander to hide.
The commander immediately suppressed his fierce expression and patted Cheng Shuang's head with a smile, "Don't be afraid, little sister, brother will be fine. That's our dad, how could dad hurt brother!" In order to comfort Cheng Shuang, the commander momentarily forgot who bit him on the neck.
Cheng Shuang had come here specifically to see zombies, and she shook her head firmly, saying, "If he were my dad, he wouldn't hurt me."
The general was moved, and for some reason, his eyes reddened. He no longer rejected his sister's concern and turned to the guards, saying, "Go, catch those three who are trying to sneak out, and then you can leave."
The guards were armed, so Lin Zhengying and his apprentice, who had quietly made their way to the back door, naturally wouldn't force their way in. Lin Zhengying clutched his stomach, his expression contorted, and said, "I went out to relieve myself!"
His two apprentices also shouted, "Me too!"
Even so, the three of them were still carried back.
Wen Cai bowed deeply and wailed in anguish, “It must have been Sashimi from earlier.”
Before arriving at the ancestral hall, Commander Long treated them to a meal of Japanese conveyor belt sushi. For those who had never eaten sashimi before, it was their first time eating so much, and their stomachs couldn't handle it.
The three men struggled free from the guards, hurriedly picked up a square table to use as cover, grabbed a spittoon from the ground and a vase from the display shelf, hid in a corner, and began to relieve themselves...
For a moment, a pungent smell wafted from the closed ancestral hall.
Cheng Shuang looked speechlessly at her adopted brother, who was laughing and jumping around, looking like he was enjoying the show. After he finished laughing, he suddenly remembered Cheng Shuang and covered the little girl's face with his hand.
"Little sister, don't look, it's an eyesore."
Shouldn't it be "Don't smell it"?
As night fell, Commander Long finally became a little scared. He saw Lin Zhengying and the other two trembling as they emerged from the corner, and he quickly pulled Cheng Shuang over to ask if the zombies were scary.
It's a corpse, how could it not be terrifying?
Cheng Shuang refrained from speaking. In any case, the zombie makeup she saw in the movie was quite ugly, not only ugly but also disgusting.
The world we see today is certainly far more terrifying than anything in the movies; at the very least, the stench of rotting corpses cannot be masked.
The huge ancestral hall was adorned with white banners hanging high.
Suddenly, the coffin made a clicking sound, and Commander Long immediately regretted it, picking up Cheng Shuang and trying to run outside.
Unexpectedly, Lin Zhengying's stomach rumbled again. He bent down to cover it and quickly ordered his two apprentices to ruthlessly tie Commander Long to the two pillars hanging high above the coffin.
Cheng Shuang was being held tightly in Commander Long's arms, and one of her hands was also tied.
The two apprentices originally wanted to take off the general's hat and weapons to play with, but their stomachs started to hurt too. The three of them dropped the ball at the same time and went to relieve themselves behind the square table again.
Cheng Shuang opened her eyes wide and watched as the coffin was overturned with a thud, releasing a strange plume of white smoke.
Lin Ching-ying, hiding behind the square table, whispered a reminder, "Don't breathe for now, zombies will suck your breath."
Commander Long glanced at his younger sister who was blocking his way, and couldn't help but anxiously urge her, "Shuangshuang, I have a weapon on my waist. Quick, cut the rope, and I'll take you out."
"You need medical treatment." Cheng Shuang said this, but she couldn't just surrender without a fight. As the commander-in-chief, she should at least have some ability to protect herself! With her other free hand, she quickly drew the long sword from Commander Long's waist and cut the rope on her wrist. Just as she was cutting it halfway through, she realized that the rope was still attached to her wrist.
Commander Long started winking at her.
Cheng Shuang was initially puzzled, but soon she realized that the taste was wrong, hurriedly held her breath, and stiffly turned around.
At just one glance, she was almost scared out of her wits.
The zombie rose straight up from the coffin, leaped high into the air, landed on the ground, and began to hop towards her and Commander Long.
This is so much uglier than the scenes in the movies.
A face so white it looked like powder was falling off, a gaping, blood-red mouth, long, sharp nails, and most importantly, that smell—if you smelled it for a while, you wouldn't be able to eat for six months.
The little girl was inexperienced and choked, almost coughing out loud.
She quickly held back, but the zombie was extremely sensitive to human presence. It suddenly sped up, changing from hopping to jumping, and headed straight for Cheng Shuang and Long Dashuai.
Cheng Shuang didn't care about anything else. She used her sword to cut the rope on her wrist. She wanted to test her martial arts skills, so she rushed over with her sword.
This startled Lin Zhengying and his apprentice, who had been holding their breath, causing them to widen their eyes in shock. Long Dashuai's face turned pale instantly, and he frantically pulled on the rope on his wrist, his eyes turning red with anxiety.
After Cheng Shuang installed the martial arts technique, she only sparred with a few people in the convenience store. The girl was quick to learn, but her strength and endurance were not as good as Liu Juan and Du Lushui. However, she was agile and knew how to use terrain and other external objects to defend herself. Therefore, in the convenience store, her martial arts level was around the middle. Occasionally, she could even fight to a draw with the experts in the convenience store in a short sparring session.
Of course, this is excluding Liao Yuewei.
After all, the Du family's experts had a clear weakness—during special periods, they all agreed that Cheng Shuang should give men a good kick to their weaknesses and actively cultivate this habit so that she would develop the habit of doing so.
Therefore, Cheng Shuang didn't have much to compare with her own fighting ability. When she raised her sword, her face tense, and charged forward aggressively, what awaited her was a kick.
It flew straight out.
The zombie lowered its head in confusion, feeling as if its knee had bumped into something... Then it shifted its gaze to the little girl who was rubbing her back as she got up, sniffed, and thought, "Hmm, that's the smell."
Commander Long's face flushed red with anxiety as he turned his head and slowly loosened the rope binding his wrists.
I truly regret what I did.
How could he let his sister go on this adventure with him? What if something happened to them both...? Commander Long didn't dare to think about it anymore. He even forgot to hold his breath and focused solely on untying the ropes to save his sister.
The zombie stubbornly fixed its gaze on Cheng Shuang. Visibly, it moved even faster, like a wild beast that had been starving for a long time but suddenly spotted a roast suckling pig, leaping over in a few quick movements.
Cheng Shuang dared not delay any longer. She quickly got up, bent down, and hid under a high-hanging coffin. She glanced at the long sword that had been used to stab the zombie but was now worn out. She quickly took out a talisman from her spatial storage, endured the pungent stench, and slapped the talisman onto the feet of the zombie that had jumped in front of the coffin.
Lin Zhengying, observing this scene from behind the square table, frowned slightly. He didn't detect any signs of Taoist inheritance in Cheng Shuang, and the talisman's power was so weak that it could only target ghosts with weak soul power; as for zombies…
His two apprentices also pinched their noses and exchanged glances. Neither of them saw that Commander Long went from being pale with fright to having his face turn red with anger. He glared at them and opened his mouth wide to speak.
The zombie paused for only two seconds. Soon, the talisman on its feet burned to ashes, and it gripped the coffin with both hands, seemingly about to violently press down on Cheng Shuang, attempting to pin her directly under the coffin.
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