Chapter 130 The Living Dead
With a "whoosh," Mu Zhen's tightly closed eyes snapped open.
The eyes were indeed open.
But those were completely frozen eyes, the black pupils dull and lifeless, surrounded by a blood-red glow, like two dead fish eyes, devoid of any vitality or focus.
Motionless and empty.
Mu Xi gasped in shock: "What... what is this?"
Gao, standing to the side, smiled distortedly: "The Lord has opened his eyes, which means he has come back to life."
Jin Fangjun's body was stiff, his eyes were empty, his neck was stiff and rigid, and his back was as straight as a wooden board.
This is hardly a living person; it's more like a "living zombie."
"No, this isn't right." Mu Xi wanted to step forward and check if she was breathing, but this time she really didn't dare.
Gao saw through it all, and instead sneered as she stepped forward: "Does the young master not want the Marquis to come back to life? Or did you do something in the room just now, trying to murder the Marquis, and now that the Marquis has come back to life, you feel guilty?"
"Since Madam says that Lord Jun has come back to life..." Mu Xi stared intently at Jin Fangjun Mu Zhen's face, "Father, since you can open your eyes, shouldn't you be able to say something?"
Even if you've heard of zombies with open eyes, you've never heard of zombies that can talk.
Gao then looked at the evil sorcerer Qiu Chi: "Master, is it possible for the Lord to speak now?"
The evil sorcerer's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, darted around, but he didn't answer. Instead, he raised his hand and pointed his cane at Mu Zhen's throat again: "Hoo..."
Mu Zhen's stiff neck seemed to move slightly, but no sound came out.
Madam Gao offered a consolation: "Your Excellency was already seriously ill, and you have just escaped death. Moreover, many seriously ill people cannot speak, and it will probably take some time before you can speak again."
The evil sorcerer Qiuchi's deep, buzzing voice followed, saying, "This method of resurrection requires eighty-one days to set up the altar."
“Even if you can’t speak, since you’ve been resurrected, you must still be breathing and have a pulse…” Mu Xi said, still stepping forward.
Lady Gao stepped in front of him, saying, "Your Highness, you must be exhausted after all this trouble..."
Just as he said "I'm tired," Mu Zhen's body suddenly collapsed with a "thud," as if something couldn't support him.
"Father..." Mu Xi feigned concern and stepped forward.
The evil sorcerer Qiuchi turned around and helped Mu Zhen up, pulling him into his arms: "You have offended the gods and destroyed my altar. If the gods take back the Lord's soul, don't blame me."
Lady Gao then became anxious: "You...you are deliberately trying to kill the Lord."
Gao Quan also squeezed in and blocked the way: "The Lord has just 'awakened' and cannot speak, so the lady should be the most important person, and the others should not act rashly."
Tensions rose again.
Mu Xi noticed that the evil sorcerer Qiu Chi was holding Mu Zhen's body and muttering incantations under his mask. She immediately made a decision: "Grand Marshal Gao, although the lady and the lord are husband and wife, I, as their son, am not just for show. Why can't we have a doctor check his pulse again?"
Gao Quan glanced sideways at Doctor Luo: "Heh, in Yan Sheng, we have always respected shamans, then must be a shamanic healer, and lastly a physician. What is the reason for the young master only requesting physicians for the Marquis and not shamans or shamanic healers?"
"ah……"
Feudal superstition has always been an insurmountable obstacle, and there's no point in arguing about it.
Mu Xi was speechless for a moment.
Shen Lun stepped forward and said, "I have some knowledge of both witchcraft and medicine. I hope the Grand Marshal will not question that."
"This..." Gao Quan was stumped by the question.
Mu Xun then said, "Lord Shen is known as the 'Number One Person in the South.' When it comes to the teachings of shamans, the South is the most revered place in Yan Sheng. Lord Shen has also authored 'The Essential Explanation of the Nine Doubts of the Spirit Banner.' Surely Lord Gao has heard of it?"
"XXX," Mu Xi cursed herself inwardly for not thinking of that.
If you want to become famous, first write a book or biographies.
The title of this book immediately suggests a connection to the shaman "Nine Doubts".
Although Lord Shen has not yet revealed the relationship between Marquis Yong and Shaman Jiuyi, in the future, if he wants to, he can simply link the books written by his real-name verified account with his alternate account, and that will be enough.
She should have published a book earlier to lay the groundwork.
It was too late for regrets.
Suddenly, the shaman Qiuchi spoke up: "Since the renowned shaman Jiuyi has arrived, then please come in."
"Hmm?" Mu Xi was surprised. This evil sorcerer actually knew the alternate name of Marquis Shen Lun of Yong State?
Gao Quan and everyone else present were astonished and looked at Shen Lun.
Shen Lun wasn't embarrassed by being exposed; instead, he smiled proudly and said, "It's rare that someone has heard of my humble work."
The evil sorcerer Qiuchi slowly rose, gently laid Muzhen's body flat, and then gestured to Shen Lun with his wooden staff, inviting him to join in.
Shen Lun stepped forward and took the pulse with three fingers, but the moment he touched the wrist, he recoiled in surprise: "Ah..."
"What's wrong?" Mu Xi asked in surprise.
Just then, Mu Zhen, who was lying flat on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes again. His eyes were gray and lifeless, and his stiff jaw moved his lips as he uttered, "Huff... huff..."
It sounded like talking, but the voice was more like it was leaking from a bellows.
Monotonous, tearing at the air, and chilling.
Gao's voice suddenly rose, her gaze piercing Mu Xi like an ice pick: "Young Master, now you should believe me, right? The Marquis can see, speak, and has a pulse; he has indeed come back to life, hasn't he?"
Mu Xi's gaze was fixed on Jin Fangjun Mu Zhen's strange and stiff face.
Under the skin of the neck, where the bellows made a sound, something seemed to be sliding vaguely.
“Uncle…” Mu Xi dared not think further, feeling a chill run down her spine, and turned to Shen Lun for help.
Shen Lun's expression changed, and he retreated repeatedly, saying, "This...this..."
Marquis Shen Lun of Yongguo put on a very imposing air, yet he is so utterly incompetent.
Everyone has some basic medical knowledge, so Mu Xi mustered up her courage and went to touch the major artery in Mu Zhen's neck.
He was stopped by the evil sorcerer Qiu Chi: "Your Majesty's spirit is unstable. Mortals should not enter, lest they disturb the altar and ritual site."
"What...what have you done to the Marquis's body?" Mu Xi almost spat out the words "living dead".
Lady Gao's eyes were already squinting upwards: "Your Excellency can sit, see, and speak, yet the Heir Apparent speaks of a 'corpse'? What is the logic behind this?"
Mu Xi was furious. Although she disliked her scumbag father, she never expected someone to be so heartless as to use a corpse: "You...you are all heartless! You actually..."
Before he could finish speaking, Madam Gao interrupted, "The Marquis is clearly not dead. You just hastily announced his death. Could it be that you were hoping for his passing and were eager to inherit the title? In that case, the Marquis is not suitable for the heir to take care of. From today onwards, I, as the mistress of the house, will take care of the Marquis. No unauthorized persons are allowed to disturb him. Please leave."
Mu Xi never expected this: "What does Madam mean?"
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