The grasshopper spirit was quick-witted; seeing the cigarette butts burning Chang Jie's little mouth until it looked like two sausages, it hurriedly reached out to help support him.
Finally, it's no longer just "Holy crap... Hallelujah!"...
When the light emanating from the Bible enveloped the entire street, something terrifying happened.
The resurrected town then emerged, swaying and staggering.
They walked up to the paper-making shop and surrounded it.
It made a "hoho" sound, just like the lowest-level zombie in Resident Evil.
"How...how could this happen?!"
As she exclaimed in surprise, the grasshopper spirit cautiously approached, and after a thorough examination, her face fell with disappointment.
"The neighbors didn't come back to life, they've all turned into zombies! What are we going to do? What are we going to do?!"
It wasn't just the grasshopper spirit who was frustrated; Li Mao was also utterly heartbroken.
He discovered that his wife and children were among them, standing unconsciously swaying back and forth in the dead group.
"Oh my god, wife, son!!"
Li Mao ran forward while crying, touching this person and shaking that person, trying to wake up his dearest loved ones.
Unfortunately, his actions were destined to be futile and of no use whatsoever.
Chang Jie, being kind-hearted, immediately stopped singing upon seeing this and flew over at his fastest speed.
After carefully considering it, he shook his head helplessly.
“They are not walking corpses, but rather ‘resurrected corpses’ similar to those found in the Tibetan border region, as the gentleman told me before.”
"These resurrected corpses are also called 'weak men' locally. They are divided into three types: resurrected blood corpses, resurrected bone corpses, and resurrected mole corpses. They are quite eerie."
After hearing Chang Jie's words, Li Mao immediately cried out and asked, "Brother Dan, according to you, is there any hope for my wife and son?"
"I...I can't live without them!"
"If they die, there's no point in me living!"
Chang Jie was kind-hearted and naturally understood Li Mao's feelings. After thinking for a moment, he continued.
"According to you, there are two ways to create a weakling: the first is through deliberate manipulation by Tibetan sorcerers..."
To create a weakling, the dark wizard must spend the night alone with a corpse.
While chanting incantations, place your head on the corpse, and the corpse will begin to convulse.
Finally, the wizard would put his hand into the corpse's mouth and pull out the tongue.
This peculiar practice has been practiced in Tibet for a long time, with the aim of obtaining mysterious and dark power.
The above content is not fabricated by the author, but is based on actual records.
For more details, see the description in her book by an author named Alexandra David-Neil.
According to him, if a wizard fails to cast a spell, it means certain death.
Compared to this artificially created "weakling," there is another type that is even more terrifying, also known as the demonic weakling.
They were raised by uninvited evil spirits, without any human intervention.
And once such a demonic weakling appears, it will surely bring boundless disaster.
......
"Demon Weakling? Then what are these people who have become in our neighborhood...?" Before the grasshopper spirit could finish speaking, the walking corpses that had been swaying unconsciously suddenly went berserk.
It kept making sounds like the roars of wild beasts coming from its throat.
The grasshopper spirit reacted the fastest, and upon seeing this, it quickly reached out to pull Li Mao.
"Little Li, run! The zombies have turned into monsters!!"
Although Li Mao is a bit dim-witted, he still knows about zombies, at least he's seen it in movies.
However, he hesitated for a moment and did not let the grasshopper demon drag him away.
Because Li Mao simply couldn't bear to leave his wife and children.
It was during this moment of hesitation that the "walking corpses" around him surrounded him and began to bite him relentlessly.
In the blink of an eye, Li Mao was covered in bruises, as if he had been bitten by a dog.
Fortunately, the grasshopper spirit didn't back down this time and didn't abandon Li Mao.
With a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Li Mao, whose clothes were already torn and mangled, out of the water.
Deprived of their food, the zombies roared and charged at the grasshopper spirit.
The grasshopper spirit wasn't afraid of these low-level "zombies," but since they were all neighbors in life, it couldn't harm them, so it could only cower and keep dodging.
However, the paper-making shop had limited space, and with the "zombies" crowding the place, there was no room for "moving around".
At this crucial moment, Chang Jie made a move, his little chubby mouth chattering away.
"You can't see me, you can't see me..."
While muttering to itself, the crazed zombie actually ignored Chang Jie and only chased after the grasshopper spirit and Li Mao, biting them.
And it doesn't bite the stray dogs...it seems quite afraid of stray dogs.
Of course, they were completely caught between a rock and a hard place – afraid of both sides.
Faced with countless zombies, the big yellow dog didn't dare to provoke them, and just tucked its tail between its legs and hid in the corner.
In this critical situation, the grasshopper spirit hurriedly cried for help.
"Young Master Chang Jie, please help us quickly!"
"Oh." Chang Jie nodded weakly, then his muttered words changed from "You can't see me" to "You can't see us."
The zombies, having lost their target, immediately fell silent, standing still and swaying in the wind, just like before.
Once things quieted down, the grasshopper spirit almost burst out laughing when it looked at the horde of zombies: because it was nighttime, the zombies had just come out of bed, so they were all disheveled.
Everywhere you look, there are all sorts of brightly colored shorts... including quite a few thongs.
It seems the town's residents have a very vibrant nightlife...
The grasshopper spirit noticed this, and Li Mao naturally noticed it as well.
To prevent his wife from being exposed, he quickly endured the pain, grabbed a bed sheet, and draped it over her.
At the same time, Chang Jie, who was well-mannered, also used his "special ability" to add a thick layer of smoke to each woman.
Seeing that his wife was no longer in danger of being exposed, Li Mao grinned and said.
"Oh my god, Grasshopper Immortal, stop looking at your underwear and hurry up and think of a way to save people!"
Before the grasshopper spirit could speak, Chang Jie's weak voice rang out first.
"Xiao Li, don't think about saving others yet, you're going to die... you're going to become a weakling."
"What?!" Li Mao was stunned upon hearing this, and then felt his consciousness blur.
Uncontrollably, it lunged at the nearest grasshopper spirit and bit down on its long leg.
Suddenly feeling a sharp pain, the grasshopper spirit howled in agony, "Let go! Let go right now!"
"If you don't give in, I'll break your teeth, you old sage!"
However, if Li Mao could understand human speech, would it still be considered an infection with corpse poison?
Unable to bear the pain any longer, the grasshopper spirit had no choice but to take out a "small crowbar" and stuff it into Li Mao's mouth.
"Little Li, don't blame me, the old immortal, for this!"
"If your front tooth falls out, you'll have to pay for the repair yourself!!"
Just as the grasshopper spirit was "entangled" with Li Mao, the young general's unique, raspy voice rang out.
"Why are so many people here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
"Oh my god, why are all the men still naked?"
"An egg-comparison contest?! Whoever has the biggest egg gets to choose a wife first?!"
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