Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 85
The next afternoon, Zhang Boldly met an acquaintance nicknamed "Pockmarked" on the street.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Bold? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Haha, yes, I'm afraid it's been a few months..."

"Let's go, we two brothers haven't had a drink together for a long time, let's have a few drinks together, I'll treat you."

Just in time, Zhang Bold also wanted to find someone to inquire about Yupei, so he went into a tavern in the town with Pocky Face.

Unexpectedly, there were quite a lot of people in the tavern, and it was not easy to ask, so they had a drink with pockmarked face.

Didn't you say that getting drunk solves a thousand worries?
The pockmarked face kept persuading him to drink, seeing that Zhang Bold was almost drunk, he said, "Zhang Bold, I wonder if you are still as courageous as before?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bold became excited: "You look down on me, Zhang Bold, don't you?"

"Hahaha, well, how about we make a bet?"

"Just bet, I'm afraid of you?"

Zhang Bold's brain became hot, and he completely forgot Zhou Yu's instructions before leaving.

Besides, how can it be so easy to change the old habits of many years?

"Okay, there is an abandoned ancestral hall in Liulingang. I heard that it is haunted by ghosts. If you have the ability, go to the ancestral hall and sleep for a night."

Zhang Bold stared with drunken eyes: "Just go, how much is the bet?"

The pockmarked smile stretched out a palm.

"Fifty Wen? No, you're too stingy."

Pockmarked smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Bold's eyes lit up: "Five hundred Wen?"

If it was five hundred wen, he wouldn't mind making a trip.

"No, five taels, I bet five taels of silver."

"What? Five taels of silver?" Zhang boldly jumped up with a "plop, plop" in disappointment.

After all, he seldom bet more than one liang of silver with others before, and he didn't know if this pockmarked face had gotten rich, but it was five liang as soon as he opened his mouth.

The pockmarked face smiled and nodded: "That's right, five taels of silver."

This time, it aroused the interest of many people in the tavern, and they all gathered around.

"So many five taels? Is it true?"

The pockmarked face said triumphantly: "Of course it's true. Is it possible that I dare to coax people in front of so many people? Which of you dare to go? I'll bet five taels of silver."

"Forget it, if you have money, you have to have life flowers..."

"50 taels, maybe I can take the risk..."

The other drinkers were not as courageous as Zhang Bold. Although five taels of silver was tempting, no one dared to accept the offer.

Zhang Boldly patted the table: "Okay, I will win this bet. However, I don't believe what you said, you should pay some deposit first."

The pockmarked face took out two taels of silver and held it in the palm of his hand, and said boldly to Zhang: "I can pay the two taels first, but the ugly words come first, and I am not responsible for anything that happens."

"Nonsense, I am willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"Cheer up! Everyone is a witness, this is a bet that Zhang boldly accepts voluntarily, and I will not be responsible if anything happens..."

Not long after, Zhang Bold, surrounded by pockmarked people and a few people who joined in the fun, went to the abandoned ancestral hall in Liulingang.

Seeing the dilapidated ancestral hall from a distance, several spectators stopped.

Even though it was not dark, they still felt a hint of Yin Qi attack for no reason.

Recently there have been many rumors in the town that this ancestral hall is haunted.

"Okay, Zhang Bold, you go in by yourself, I won't accompany you. There is a jug of wine here, and some food. I wish you good luck."

"Pockmarked..."

"Come in quickly."

The pockmarked face couldn't help but push Zhang Dalian in, then took out a lock and locked the door.

"Hey, pockmarked, why did you lock the door?"

"Nonsense, if I don't lock it, how can I prove that you spent the night in it? What if you run out after dark?"

It seems reasonable to say so.

"Okay, then come and open the door tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, I will."

The pockmarked face smiled coldly, turned and left.

Naturally, he was entrusted to do this, and he got the benefit of 30 taels of silver.

While it was still dark, Zhang Boldly wandered around the ancestral hall.

Although it is an abandoned ancestral hall, the courtyard wall is almost intact, covered with moss and weeds, and it is so high that it is almost impossible to climb out.

The outside is a courtyard, and the front is the ancestral hall with three walls. Inside are some crooked memorial tablets and three coffins.

This ancestral hall used to belong to a large family in the countryside, and it was once glorious.Later, I didn't know who I offended, and the family was ruined, and the family ancestral hall was abandoned.

"Everyone, uncles and aunts... I don't intend to disturb you, but I just came here for a night, so it's no wonder."

Zhang boldly went up to bow his hands and bowed, then found a slightly cleaner place to sit down, patted the mud seal off the wine jar and continued to drink.

Get drunk, take a nap, earn five taels of silver, feel happy.

But how could Zhang Bold guess that he was being tricked?

As soon as he came home, Wu De guessed that he must have picked up the jade pendant and wanted to find out the owner of the jade pendant.

In this way, it is necessary to seize the time to start and eliminate hidden dangers as soon as possible.

As soon as it got dark, two more people came to Liulinggang...

This is a pair of mentors and apprentices, the master Qian Bin often regards himself as a real person, and the apprentice Ma San is basically an errand runner.

Qian Bin is also from Donglinpo, but he lives in the countryside and is well-known in the surrounding area.

Hou San has dealt with Qian Bin many times, and he knows that Qian Bin is a person who has an eye for money and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Therefore, he was allowed to spend a lot of money to let him get rid of Zhang Bold without anyone noticing.

At that time, Zhang Bold died, and everyone only thought that he was killed by ghosts because of a bet with others.

When he arrived near the ancestral hall, Qian Bin set up the altar in a leisurely manner, then sat cross-legged with his disciples and waited for midnight to fall.

Because midnight is cloudy, it is more conducive to his practice.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhang boldly slept until midnight, when suddenly, a continuous movement woke him up.

After waking up, I looked around with sleepy eyes... There was no ghost, could it be a dream?
So he lay down again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Unexpectedly, just after lying down, the voice rang again.

At this moment, Zhang Bold couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously glanced at the coffin in the hall.

Because he could hear that the sound was coming from the coffin.

"Squeak... quack..."

Immediately afterwards, the coffin lid began to move.

Not good, corpse change!
Zhang was so bold, he didn't scream in fright or turn around and run for his life like ordinary people, but he rushed up quickly and pressed the coffin board firmly.

If he wanted to escape, it would not be Zhang Bold.

Besides, the gate of the ancestral hall is locked, where can he escape?
"boom!"

As a result, the body in the coffin was too strong for him to hold down at all, and the whole body was thrown away with the coffin lid.

"Ruined……"

Seeing a hideous zombie jumping out of the coffin, Zhang Bold woke up from all the alcohol.

He is not afraid of ghosts, to be precise, he is not afraid of female ghosts, and sometimes he even thinks that female ghosts are easier to bully... At worst, he will be bullied.

But zombies are often scarier than ghosts.

"Ow~"

The zombie let out a strange cry, spit out a wisp of cold mist, and stared at Zhang Bold with a pair of blood red eyes.

"Uncle, if you have something to say, please say it. I will burn some more paper money for you tomorrow, can you let me go?"

He responded with another strange cry, and the zombie jumped up, like a hungry tiger on a sheep.

The sharp nails shone coldly like sharp knives, Zhang Bold was so frightened that he rolled on the ground like a lazy donkey, narrowly avoiding it.

Next, the old trick was repeated, taking out the dominoes worn on the chest and chanting a spell to ward off evil spirits, only to be slapped away by the zombie's paw...

Saying "Heaven and earth have righteousness", it didn't work, after all, he was just a big bastard, how could he have such arrogance?

In order to survive, he bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue.

This time it had some effect, but it was only resisted for a moment, and it made the zombie even more violent...

"My life is over!"

After exhausting all the ways to save his life, but still unable to deal with the zombie, Zhang Bold was a little desperate.

I regret it, I forgot Master Hou's advice, why should I bet with others if I have nothing to do?

……

at dawn.

Zhou Yu got up and sat cross-legged on the bed to breathe.

This is a habit developed after the realm enters Jinshi. The cock crows and rises at five o'clock to adjust the internal breath and breathe out the turbid air.

With his current cultivation base, he only needs to fall asleep for an hour a day to maintain ample energy.

In this way, more time can be spared to practice and improve all aspects of talent.

"Master Hou... Master Hou..."

Suddenly, Butler Wu's voice sounded outside.

"Butler Wu, what happened?"

Zhou Yu asked suspiciously.

After all, he hasn't woken up yet, so if Butler Wu has nothing important to do, he won't bother him.

"Master Hou, it's...it's Zhang Bold...he was injured, he said he was injured by a zombie..."

Zombies?

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Understood, you take Zhang Bold to wait in the front yard, and Benhou will follow."

"Yes, Lord Hou."

Steward Wu responded and left.

Not long after, Zhou Yu came to the front yard.

"Master Hou, the little one should be damned, the little one didn't remember what Master Hou said..."

Seeing Zhou Yu, Zhang boldly fell to the ground, kowtowing and crying.

Zhou Yu asked coldly: "Have you bet with someone again?"

"Damn the small ones, damn the small ones..."

Zhou Yu really wanted to reply: Then you should die.

However, thinking about Zhang Bold's loyalty and hard work on weekdays, and the fact that this guy was unfortunately on top of the grass, he couldn't bear to blame him anymore.

"What's the matter with you? Even though something happened at home, you still have the mind to bet with others?"

"It's all the villain's fault..."

"Okay, you have been poisoned by zombies. If you don't detoxify, once the poisonous gas attacks your heart, it will be hard for gods to save you."

"Thank you, Lord Hou, thank you Lord Hou..."

Zhang Bold ran back desperately, just to ask Zhou Yu for help, because he also knew that being scratched and bitten by a zombie was a very serious matter.

When Zhou Yu was treating the corpse poison, Zhang Boldly also talked about his escape from death.

At the time, he really thought he was doomed.

However, his survival instinct still made him fight to the death. During the struggle, he accidentally discovered a light leak from the roof.

So with an idea, he desperately climbed to the shelf where the memorial tablet was placed, and finally broke through the roof to escape.

After escaping from birth, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and fled back to Lord Hou's mansion with all his might...

(End of this chapter)