My timeless tavern

Chapter 406 Second Generation Zombies
Uncle Jiu put away the magic sword in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and exhaled lightly.

He lowered his hands and stared at Yamamoto Kazuo in the distance.

At this time, Yamamoto Kazuo had long lost his human form.

His hair was sparse and white, and his clothes were all tattered.

The skin beneath his body was surprisingly red, with faint scales seeming to emerge.

Yamamoto Kazuo has a green face and fangs, and looks no different from the evil ghost that came out of the underworld.

Compared with Uncle Jiu, he looked much more miserable, with black burn marks all over his body.

But Uncle Jiu knew very well that if the fight continued, it would be difficult to kill the enemy, let alone capture him alive.

This zombie was different from any he had encountered before.

If Yan Chixia had not taken secret action, the other party might have escaped from him long ago.

He appeared calm on the outside, but he was actually quite depressed.

I have been in the tavern for quite some time, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even deal with a zombie like this!
Although many of these magical weapons are ineffective in this world, it is ultimately because I am not strong enough.

He secretly clenched his fists, secretly regretting that he had been slacking off in recent days.

He was so addicted to chatting and bragging with people in the pub every day that he neglected his work.

Yan Chixia had been ready to make a move for a long time.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, he laughed out loud and said, "Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I'll leave him to me!"

He raised his hand and the Xuanyuan Sword floating in front of him flew out, almost cutting off the leg of Yamamoto Kazuo who was trying to escape.

"This guy is a second-generation zombie with great potential. We have to deal with him quickly!" Yan Chixia stepped forward and said without looking back.

Uncle Jiu knew he was talking to him.

Second generation zombies...

He suddenly came to his senses.

Jiang Chen is the ancestor of zombies in this world.

According to the zombies' records, the earlier the bloodline, the stronger its potential.

Speaking of which, with the potential of these first and second generation zombies, it is not impossible for them to be on par with gods!
He couldn't help but glance at Kuang Tianyou.

Although these two are zombies, they can perform in various extraordinary ways. It seems that it is because their bloodlines are strong enough.

The zombies I had encountered before were of unknown generations, so they were naturally no match for these.

It turns out that my limited knowledge limited my thinking!

Uncle Jiu was secretly embarrassed.

He thought he was well-informed, but he didn't expect that he would suffer a loss this time due to his lack of knowledge.

If he had thought of the characteristics of this Japanese zombie earlier, he should have played all his cards long ago, so that he would not become like a grindstone, but would become stronger and stronger.

After a moment, his eyes became hot again.

This is the first second-generation zombie I have ever seen.

Will he be valuable?

He subconsciously looked at Kuang Tianyou again.

Kuang Tianyou, who had already adjusted his mentality, was suddenly met with Uncle Jiu's burning gaze. His heart skipped a beat and he almost wanted to run away again.

Uncle Jiu withdrew his gaze and shook his head regretfully.

This zombie is regarded as a "good" zombie by the gentleman, so it is not realistic to sell it to the tavern.

As he was daydreaming, he suddenly heard a loud thunder.

He quickly turned around and looked.

The gray sky became increasingly gloomy, with terrifying flashes of lightning flashing in it.

As he looked over, Yan Chixia stretched out his hand, grasped the sword, and pointed forward.

"The sky is filled with divine thunder, obey my command!"

boom!
He swung his sword forward, and suddenly, horrible lightning bolts as thick as buckets fell from the clouds, so dense that they illuminated the sky in a pale white.

"No!" Uncle Jiu exclaimed.

The thunder and lightning have already struck.

The rumbling thunder even covered up his voice.

The loud noise made Ma Xiaoling a little deaf.

She stared at the towering tree in the yard with wide eyes.

When the lightning struck, the big tree was wiped out in an instant.

The divine thunder in the sky seemed to be destroying the world, making her feel deeply terrified.

This is even more true for Kuang Tianyou.

Before he knew it, he was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands.

As a zombie, he is tired of this identity, but when facing ordinary people, he can't help but feel a little superior.

After all, his zombie identity gave him physique and abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.

However, at this moment, all he felt was panic.

Looking at Yan Chixia's back, he felt like he was facing a god!
This was the first time in his life that he encountered such a presence that made his heart palpitate to the point where he could hardly control himself.

……

Yan Chixia retracted his sword with a happy expression.

He has been waiting for this sword for a long time.

Based on his own lightning superpowers, as well as the palm thunder techniques he had learned before, and combined with his research on "The True Art of the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder", he created this move.

The only drawback of this move is that it requires a long period of time to accumulate energy, communicate with heaven and earth, and condense thunder.

In his world, there is no shortage of monsters and demons that can fight him head-on.

Facing such an existence, he had to be careful every moment and had no time to prepare this move.

It would inevitably be a waste for weaker monsters to use this move, and it would also reveal their own cards, so he never had the chance to use it.

Now that he has found a rare opportunity to witness the power of his own move, he is very satisfied.

"It seems that some civilians were injured."

Seeing the collapsed houses turned into charred ruins, Yan Chixia suddenly felt a little guilty.

Thinking of what Li Yunlong said when he left the tavern earlier, the uneasiness in his heart eased a little.

These Japanese people from the island countries have no sense of shame and are all under the control of this zombie. They cannot be considered innocent.

He pulled out the bottle and took a leisurely sip.

Seeing Uncle Jiu coming hurriedly, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, that guy is dead as hell!"

His current strength is no longer what it used to be.

Not to mention this zombie, even if Jiang Chen was right in front of him, he would not be afraid. He was confident that he could fight with him or even capture and kill him!

Uncle Jiu's eyes kept looking towards the ruins.

"Dead?" he asked.

Yan Chixia nodded doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"No body left?" Uncle Jiu asked again.

"You can look for it." Yan Chixia said.

Uncle Jiu jumped into the ruins and soon came back carrying a blackened corpse.

It is impossible for him to be a mortal human if his body was not destroyed by such terrifying thunder.

However, the corpse had obviously shrunk a lot, with its face gone, and it looked like a wooden stake, with only a barely recognizable human shape.

He threw it to Ma Xiaoling who was far away.

Ma Xiaoling subconsciously stretched out her hands to take it.

When he saw clearly what was in his hand, he cried out and threw it away quickly.

It is true that she is an exorcist who catches ghosts and eliminates demons, but that doesn’t mean exorcists like corpses.

What’s more, it was a charred corpse that was no longer human-like!

"You can sell them in the tavern for money!" Uncle Jiu said, turning around.

Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, she rushed out and picked up the corpse immediately.

"Take a closer look. This body struck by lightning is quite nice-looking." She looked it up and down and commented in a pretended serious tone.

As she spoke, she pulled a black bag from her pocket and put the body in it.

As an exorcist, she has a lot of strange things on her body. She thinks such a valuable thing that can be sold is really pleasing to the eye.

Looking at her actions, Kuang Tianyou frowned slightly.

"Are all exorcists a bunch of perverts?"

The thought flashed through his mind.

Originally, he had a good impression of Ma Xiaoling, but now he found that he seemed to have misunderstood her.

He suddenly felt a pang of fear when he thought about how Yamamoto Kazuo, who was full of energy and had caused him trouble, had suddenly turned into this grisly appearance.

"What a pity! We should have left some energy to sell it!" Uncle Jiu looked regretful.

He was used to living a hard life and was always careful with his money. He knew how big the price difference could be between a living second-generation zombie and a dead one.

After hearing his words, Yan Chixia finally reacted.

He paused in his drinking, feeling awkward and not knowing what to say.

He has a carefree nature, but he usually holds his breath when catching ghosts and eliminating monsters to make money.

However, he wanted to try out his new moves today, and also wanted to show them off in front of his friends, so he forgot about this matter.

Ma Xiaoling heard the conversation between the two and quickly said, "It would be better if he died. If he were alive, someone would regret it if they got bitten!"

She bowed earnestly and said, "I want to thank you on behalf of the people of this world. If it weren't for your help, I don't know how many ordinary people would have suffered!"

"You're welcome. It's all my fault for being careless." Yan Chixia waved his hand.

Uncle Jiu realized that his earlier behavior was inappropriate.

He does it out of habit.

At this moment, he also laughed and said, "This is the hero Yan we know. He hates evil and will strike when it is time to strike. He is determined to kill the enemy with one blow!"

"And listening to Ye Tiandi and the others talking, they all said that when facing an enemy, one must be focused and not distracted. Only by focusing on defeating the enemy can one go further on the path of cultivation!"

After hearing Uncle Jiu's explanation, the embarrassment on Yan Chixia's face faded a little.

He waved his hand and said to Ma Xiaoling: "Do you know any other zombies? I'll catch one alive and give it to you!"

The words fell.

Ma Xiaoling and Uncle Jiu both looked at Kuang Tianyou.

Kuang Tianyou's face almost turned green.

I am kind to others and have never hunted humans. On the contrary, I have always been doing good deeds to punish evil and eliminate evil. I cannot be compared with that Japanese devil.

The three of them suddenly burst into laughter.

Yan Chixia pointed at Kuang Tianyou and said, "Is this guy so timid?"

"I didn't expect that either." Ma Xiaoling said with a smile, "But maybe I was scared by Master Yan."

Not to mention Kuang Tianyou, even she was frightened by the noise Yan Chixia made.

She would never forget the scene of divine thunder covering the sky and pouring down.

The identities were reversed. If she were a zombie, she would definitely be scared.

Kuang Tianyou opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to start.

He had realized that these people had no ill will towards him.

They are obviously Ma Xiaoling's friends.

Although he was shocked by the strength of these people, he believed that these people could not be thugs who could not distinguish right from wrong and wanted to kill any zombie they saw.

"Are there no other zombies?" Yan Chixia asked again.

He always felt a little guilty and wanted to complement this new friend.

Ma Xiaoling smiled and shook her head: "I have only seen one... two in my life. How could they be like cabbages? They must have been eliminated by my ancestors a long time ago."

"Besides, Master Yan has helped me a lot, so I should show my hospitality as a good host. You don't have to bother looking for zombies anymore."

Yan Chixia said regretfully: "If you encounter a difficult guy again in the future, just call me!"

Uncle Jiu suddenly looked at Kuang Tianyou and asked, "Do you know any other zombies?"

"I don't..." Kuang Tianyou had just finished speaking when he thought of resurrection again.

He hesitated and said, "I have another companion, but he is not a bad guy."

Uncle Jiu looked away in disappointment.

At this time, bursts of dirty sirens were heard outside.

Realizing that someone was about to arrive, Ma Xiaoling said, "Let's find a place to eat first!"

She wanted to thank a few people.

Several people responded.

"It doesn't look like there's anything delicious to eat here. Take us to China in this world." Uncle Jiu said.

He knew where he was.

He was quite curious about China in this world.

Ma Xiaoling didn't know how to start.

These people are so powerful that they are definitely not ordinary people in their respective worlds.

But she was just an average person, she couldn't find a private jet at this time, and she didn't have the ability to help them get air tickets and passports.

Seeing her dilemma, Yan Chixia waved his hand, and immediately a disc-shaped aircraft about ten meters wide appeared in the yard.

This is what Tony sold to the pub a few days ago.

He captured it from a group of space pirates.

This small spacecraft does not fly very fast and can only fly within a star system. It can be used as a short-distance means of transportation.

Because of its low price, it is quite popular in pubs.

Looking at this sci-fi aircraft, Ma Xiaoling was stunned.

She looked at Yan Chixia's clothes, then looked at herself.

Yan Chixia was dressed in ancient costume, but why did the things he took out make him look like an ancient person?
Thinking of the existence of the tavern, she felt a little relieved, but the weird feeling in her heart was hard to get rid of.

Kuang Tianyou was also surprised.

He suspected that he had underestimated the exorcist.

Over the years, he has been running rampant, and exorcists are rarely heard of, and those seen are mostly liars.

Ma Xiaoling, the only one who had some experience in Taoism, couldn't even recognize his identity.

This made him feel for a time that the exorcist was nothing special.

"They are not simple. There should be an exorcist organization called 'Tavern' that runs through ancient and modern times, controlling the balance of this world behind the scenes!"

Combining the information he overheard, Kuang Tianyou made secret guesses.

He suddenly felt fortunate that he was not blinded by the zombie's desire, otherwise he might be the one being held in the bag by Ma Xiaoling!
"Won't you come?"

He suddenly heard Yan Chixia's voice.

Several people had already walked to the cabin door and were looking at him.

Kuang Tianyou suddenly felt a sense of honor.

"Thank you." He thanked her quickly and stepped forward.

He would love to be able to get close to these people.

Maybe they also have the ability to turn themselves back into humans!
"By the way, where's Sasuke?"

As the hatch was about to be closed, Uncle Jiu suddenly asked.

"I won't go with you." Sasuke's figure came from the other side of the cabin door.

He stood under a charred dead tree, his body almost blending into the darkness.

Yan Chixia had sensed it long ago but didn't say anything.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Ma Xiaoling asked curiously.

"Those who did wrong should be punished!" Sasuke said coldly.

He decided to kill those who escaped punishment as a token of his loyalty and to make those guests who were hostile to him accept him.

He didn't want to be misunderstood by everyone in the tavern because of a few careless conversations.

Moreover, listening to the occasional conversations between Li Yunlong and others, he felt that some people really deserved to die.

Although there are many people in his world who want to destroy the world at any time, they all do it for their ideals, unlike the demons in the land beneath their feet, who take killing for fun and for their own selfish reasons!
"Goodbye!" Yan Chixia nodded at Sasuke and urged the disc-shaped aircraft to turn into a stream of light and fly away.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the interweaving light and dark scenes outside the aircraft window and always felt that she seemed to have forgotten something.

(End of this chapter)