After receiving two hard slaps, Li Mao quickly woke up.
Still a little dazed, she thought, "Oh my god, where am I? How did I fall asleep here?"
"Quantum, did we drink too much last night and end up sleeping on the street?!"
At this point, Li Mao suddenly noticed Cao Daxian, who had fainted beside him.
"Holy crap, did I get humiliated by this old woman?"
"No wonder my mouth hurts so much!!"
As Li Mao spoke, he struggled to get up and kicked Cao Daxian hard.
"Oh my god, why did you have to ruin me, a married man, instead of me? How am I going to explain this to my wife when we get home?!"
Zhao Youliang was speechless upon hearing this. He was about to give Li Mao another good thrashing when he saw Cao Daxian suddenly jump up.
It jumped up straight like a zombie.
Then, without looking back, he ran off into the distance and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"how so?!"
"What has possessed Sister Cao this time?!"
The reason for this question is that Master Cao is already a type of zombie, and a zombie controlled by a dead child.
Now that the dead child has been taken away by the Crow Ancestor, Cao Daxian should be completely dead by now.
Why did it hop and skip away...?
Just as Zhao Youliang was wondering what was going on, two Taishan ghost soldiers stepped forward and said a lot of things to him.
Of course, Zhao Youliang still didn't understand a single word.
Fortunately, Chang Jie, who is proficient in multiple foreign languages, provided on-the-spot translation.
"Quantum, the two seniors are saying goodbye to us."
"They failed to complete the task entrusted to them by the Ghost King of Mount Tai, and they must go back to apologize."
"Ah!?" Zhao Youliang was about to ask how the Hu family had offended the Ghost King of Mount Tai when he was interrupted by a sudden howling sound.
It turned out that the backward-walking corpses had finished their infighting and arrived with a foul-smelling aura.
As for how to know that the infighting has ended... because the current backwards zombie is no longer a yin-yang hybrid, but has become a cold-faced old man.
An old man whose entire body is made of stiff muscles.
Her female characteristics had completely disappeared; it's unclear whether she had been assimilated by men or killed.
However, either way, it's a good thing for Zhao Youliang's side.
In this way, the backward-walking corpse no longer possesses the attributes of a yin-yang corpse, and is not as sinister as before.
In this light, He Xiulian truly is a femme fatale, and the walking corpse really does love beauty more than power.
For He Xiulian's sake, he actually chose to "cut off his own arm".
Sure enough, the first thing the zombie said after it arrived was to find He Xiulian.
"Boy, where are my beauties? Where is my spirit infant...?"
The walking corpse suddenly fell silent at this point, because he noticed two grim-faced Taishan ghost soldiers.
"Hehehe, does Your Excellency intend to meddle in other people's business?"
The "honored messenger" mentioned by the walking corpse refers to the two Taishan ghost soldiers.
The Taishan ghost soldier looked at the backward-walking corpse and nodded deeply, uttering a syllable that Zhao Youliang could understand.
"Um!"
This answer stunned everyone, especially the backwards zombie.
"You...you really want to meddle in other people's business?"
"With your status, how dare you interfere in the cause and effect between others?!"
When confronted with the question from the backward-walking corpse, one of the Taishan ghost soldiers gave a concise answer, still in a Shandong accent.
I don't like the look of you!
The backwards zombie: "..."
The two Taishan ghost soldiers were willing to help mainly because they wanted Zhao Youliang to remember their favor, since he had once been their teacher...
The relationship between Zhao Youliang and the gentleman was told to the two ghost soldiers by the Ghost King of Mount Tai.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to such lengths to arrest the Hu family father and son over such a trivial matter.
Everything, everything, is for the purpose of getting involved.
To participate in this cause and effect where risks and opportunities coexist.
Moreover, Liao Zhiyuan, a descendant of the Nine Heavens Demon Child General, was also present.
Therefore, no matter what, lending a helping hand is always a highly profitable "business".
In short, it all comes down to this: there is never love or hate between people without a reason.
The bustling crowds are all driven by profit...
The Taishan ghost soldiers are definitely action-oriented, and now they are eyeing the backward-walking corpses from both the left and right.
Seeing that others were deliberately making things difficult for him, the zombie laughed in anger.
"Two mere ghost immortals dare to target me? You're asking for trouble!"
No sooner had the backward-walking corpse finished speaking than a strange, sarcastic voice rang out.
"Hehehehe, you beast that heaven and earth cannot tolerate, how dare you look down on ghost immortals?!"
"Grandma, I'm a ghost immortal! Come on, let's practice!"
As the sound rang out, a magnificent official sedan chair, carried by eight Yellow Turban warriors, appeared above everyone's heads.
Six female ghosts stood in front of the official sedan chair, the two in front holding festive red lanterns.
The words "Wealth and Prosperity" and "People's Homes" are written on it.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Youliang and the others hurriedly knelt and bowed, saying, "Grandma City God!"
Upon hearing Zhao Youliang and the others' voices, the female ghost in front of the sedan chair lifted the curtain, revealing an old woman with bound feet sitting cross-legged inside, smoking a long pipe.
Who else could it be but the City Goddess?
The old man smiled kindly as he faced Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan.
"Yes, Grandma is here."
"Come on, get up. Don't kneel. The ground is cold."
"Everyone, stand up behind me! Today, Grandma is going to see just what kind of thing dares to look down on ghosts and immortals!"
Upon seeing the City God arrive in person, the walking corpse was initially very nervous.
But when he thought that he had already integrated the earth veins within a hundred miles, and that no one would dare to really kill him, he became arrogant again.
"So what if he's the City God? Do you dare kill me?!"
"Besides, you're just a mere ghost immortal. Compared to me, heh..."
Before the walking corpse could finish speaking, Granny Ma had already flown out of the ghost sedan chair with a whoosh.
He raised his long pipe and smashed it down on the ugly head of the backward-walking zombie.
"Heh heh heh you, you old hag!"
"Grandma, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll really be too arrogant!"
The backward-walking corpse never expected that, given her status as the City Goddess, she would actually take action so readily.
In his hasty response, he could only barely manage to reach out and block the falling opium pipe, but he received two hard slaps to the face from the City God's grandmother.
Slap! Slap!
The sound was incredibly crisp!
After landing her blow, Granny Ma didn't stop, but flew back into the official sedan chair.
He continued to sit cross-legged on one leg and started puffing on his pipe.
"I thought it was something really weird, but it turns out it's just this simple."
"Didn't you look down on ghosts and immortals? How come you didn't even have time to fight back after I slapped you twice?"
"Was it because Grandma was too fast just now?!"
"Okay, I'll go slower this time, so make sure you see it clearly!"
Having said that, the City Goddess actually slowed down and raised her hand to slap the inverted corpse's face...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
