Zhao Youliang was both annoyed and secretly pondered as he was mocked by his lackeys.
This is a vengeful ghost in red who committed suicide. We dealt with it so quickly?
It seems my cultivation over this period has yielded significant results, especially after absorbing the essence of the Grasshopper Immortal and the others...
Just as Zhao Youliang was lost in thought, Liao Zhiyuan spoke up to remind him.
"Quantum Bro, wake up Li Mao quickly, we still need to go outside and deal with the zombies!"
"Oh, oh, oh!" Zhao Youliang agreed while using the "Awakening Spell".
"Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is not a stand; originally there is nothing, so where can dust alight?"
"Li Mao, wake up!"
Under the awakening spell, Li Mao, whose mind had been taken over by the vengeful ghost, immediately swayed and regained consciousness.
"Oh my god, my head hurts so much!"
"Where am I? How did I get here? Quantum, what are you doing in my car?!"
At this moment, Zhao Youliang had no time to pay attention to Li Mao's three deadly questions. He gave a vague answer and continued to speak.
"Xiao Li, there's a zombie outbreak outside town. Don't you want to go check it out?"
Upon hearing this, Li Mao, a guy who was both bad at games and loved to have fun, perked up.
"There's something interesting going on? We definitely have to go check it out!"
"Hey guys, buckle up, we're off!!"
"Oh, by the way, who's this chubby guy? Quantum, aren't you going to introduce him to us?!"
Zhao Youliang did not hide Zhao Hongwei's true identity. After all, Li Mao and he had been through so much together that they were already able to accept all kinds of supernatural events.
As expected, Li Mao was only surprised when he found out: there were actually fat ball zombies in the world, and then he didn't ask any more questions.
He didn't ask, but Liao Zhiyuan asked out of curiosity.
"Brother Quantum, you study Taoism, how come you are proficient in Buddhist incantations?"
"It's that 'awakening spell' from just now."
"Huh?!" Zhao Youliang was also taken aback when he heard this. Then he took out an ancient-looking scripture from his pocket. It was the one that the little monk had left him.
The inscription above reads "A Record of Unintentional Buddhist Worship" in elegant traditional Chinese characters.
"Could it be related to this? It suddenly appeared in the shop, but I haven't even learned it yet, how could I know it?!"
Upon seeing the title of the scripture, Liao Zhiyuan immediately nodded slightly: "So it's the notes of the Buddha Wuxin. No wonder, no wonder."
"Sigh, I really envy Quantum Bro's good fortune."
More than ten minutes later, Zhao Youliang and the others arrived at the mass grave.
A long cordon has long been set up here to prevent outsiders from entering.
Fortunately, Liao Zhiyuan had special department credentials, which allowed him to pass through smoothly.
The policeman who let them through explained the situation in a low voice: "The zombies are injuring people, but the experts stationed in the prison are already dealing with it. Please be careful."
After listening to the policeman's words, Zhao Youliang thought to himself: There really are some experts in prison!
I wonder just how skilled this expert is, and whether he can deal with the inverted zombies.
There was nothing he could do; Zhao Youliang, who was used to bad luck, would involuntarily think of the worst possible outcome whenever something happened.
If the ones hurting people weren't ordinary zombies but backward-walking zombies, then these three, plus the big yellow dog, wouldn't stand a chance.
As they spoke, the group reached the edge of the mass grave. From afar, they saw an old Taoist priest dressed in Taoist robes and wearing sunglasses, confronting a zombie.
This zombie isn't dressed in the Qing Dynasty style seen in movies and TV shows; it's dressed in standard modern clothing.
Even their movements aren't like that—hopping and skipping—but rather walking and running like ordinary people.
“A flesh corpse!” Since it involved his profession, Zhao Hongwei spoke up decisively.
"Still no skill, just a newly formed flesh corpse."
"Quantum, it seems we came here for nothing. A master would have no problem dealing with him."
Just when Zhao Hongwei was full of confidence, something unexpected happened.
The old Taoist priest, wearing sunglasses, was immediately pressed to the ground and rubbed against the fleshy corpse as soon as he made contact with it, and kept screaming in agony.
Taken aback, Li Mao weakly asked, "Um, Hongwei, are you sure this expert can do it?"
"Don't tell me the expert used a self-inflicted injury strategy or a desperate measure to survive."
"And don't tell me you're mistaken, zombies are actually quite powerful, not just easy prey for experts..."
Silence, a deathly silence.
A moment later, Zhao Hongwei yelled and rushed forward: "Don't just stand there, hurry up and help!"
"Any later and the master will turn into a zombie!"
As it turned out, Zhao Hongwei was right; the zombie was indeed a fleshy corpse with no real power, it was just that the expert was too weak.
Before Zhao Youliang and his two companions, along with the big yellow dog, could even lift a finger, the little lackeys were already chanting slogans and pinning the corpse to the ground, giving it a good beating.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the expert scrambled to his feet and hurriedly straightened his disheveled clothes.
Because the situation was somewhat awkward, Zhao Youliang's side could only send Li Mao to ease the tension.
Li Mao coughed twice and said with a smile, "M-Master, are you alright?"
This expert was concerned about his reputation, so he remained calm and nonchalant.
"What can a mere corpse do to me? Kid, you're overthinking it."
Li Mao: "......"
Seeing the atmosphere turn awkward again, Li Mao had no choice but to bite the bullet and say something more.
"Master, I'm so glad you're alright... Um, those sunglasses you're wearing are really cool, are they a treasure?"
This time, the expert didn't try to show off. Instead, he took off his sunglasses, revealing eyes that were even more cataract-like than cataracts themselves.
"It's not a baby, I'm wearing sunglasses because I'm really blind."
Zhao Youliang and others: "..."
While wiping his sweat, Li Mao asked curiously, "Master, since you are really blind... how did you get here?"
Upon hearing this, the master, who had been trying to maintain his composure, finally revealed a hint of panic.
"No way? My guide dog isn't nearby? You haven't seen my guide dog?"
"Won't it get eaten by zombies?!"
As he spoke, the expert took out a guide cane and began to feel around on the ground, seemingly trying to find his dog.
Zhao Youliang and the others: "..."
While Zhao Youliang and the others were looking down on the expert, they didn't notice the big yellow dog looking at the other party with a face full of doubt.
It seems like I'm trying to remember something, but I just can't recall it.
......
Only after Li Mao delivered this eccentric expert to the police did they have time to examine the corpse.
Slightly overweight and with a fuller figure, middle-aged people have no other distinguishing features.
Moreover, he was clearly out of his mind, so even when he was beaten to the point of near death by his lackeys, he still used his last strength to struggle and roar.
Seeing that there was no other useful information, Li Hongwei immediately took action.
First, he pried open the corpse's mouth, then put in a walnut before muttering incantations.
“Resentment dissipates as it arises, dust returns to dust as it returns to earth.”
After the incantation was completed, the walnut was picked out of the corpse's mouth with a finger, and the corpse immediately spewed out a large amount of foul-smelling black gas.
Once the black mist had finished expelling, the corpse finally stopped struggling and slowly closed its eyes.
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