Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Fellow Taoist Maoshan Ming, I have really asked you to help me these past few days."

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome. It's good that I didn't do any harm."

Mao Shanming sat on the bed and put down the Taoist book in his hand with a dry smile.

"As long as you are self-aware"

Aqiang, who was almost cured of the corpse poison, nodded.

"Aqiang!"

Uncle Jiu glared and stopped his disciple's embarrassing behavior. He put on a smile and said to Mao Shanming: "There is a celebration outside. If you don't look shabby, fellow Taoist, let's have some together."

"No, it's not appropriate."

"Just know it's inappropriate!"

Aqiang looked like a coward and had his arms folded in front of his chest.

As if aware of Uncle Jiu's cold eyes, Aqiang immediately changed his tone, "But depending on your attitude, let's have something together."

"This...I am disrespectful"

At night in Fugui Town, a banquet was being held at Uncle Jiu's home.

Fifty or sixty people gathered around the Eight Immortals Table, divided into eight large tables. Two diners were supported on a long bench, and there were also women sitting on their laps holding dolls.

"The food is here!"

A temporary earth stove was set up at the gate and an iron pot was set up.

There are many taverns in Fugui Town, which is relatively wealthy, and today they all hired help as cooks.

If we were to travel dozens of miles south from Fugui Town, we would probably be in trouble. A young daughter-in-law who married there said that she would barely eat the bark of the tree.

"Oil pot chicken! It's delicious!"

A pot of stewed chicken was placed on the table. The villagers grabbed their chopsticks and knocked on the table. The elder at the table started to say, "Eat vegetables, everyone eat vegetables!"

“It smells so good!”

Mao Shanming picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

The people eating at the dinner table were of all shapes and sizes. The woman holding her child picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into her mouth first. She smashed it in her mouth, sucking away the spicy taste from the skin of the chicken, and then stuffed it into her child's mouth.

Rural people don’t pay much attention to their meals.

There are also drunkards who hang their chopsticks and eat three or four glasses of wine without taking a bite of the food. Their cheeks are red and they say it’s delicious without taking off their chopsticks.

They drink on their stomachs.

It's rare to have a drink at a banquet. I'm exhausted from doing farm work on weekdays, so of course I have to drink hard when I get the chance.

"Aqiang, where are Awen and Awu?" Uncle Jiu asked.

Aqiang grabbed the chicken legs and stuffed them into his mouth, muttering something he couldn't hear clearly:

"Let them burn the corpse. Didn't you say that the corpse will turn into a corpse if left for a long time?"

Uncle Jiu nodded. Although all the horse thieves were killed, he still felt uneasy. Wasn't there still a rebellious zombie that he couldn't find?

"Well, Ah Fu and Ah Shou's bodies had better be cremated, otherwise there will be a big disaster in Fugui Town!"

"Master, is it that serious... Hey, aren't Awen and Awu here?"

The door opened, and two young brothers, Awen and Awu, with pale faces and dark bags under their eyes, slowly walked into the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu noticed something was wrong at the first glance!

Those with pale faces have kidney deficiency.

Their faces were too pale, their yang energy was extremely weak, they looked like dead people!

Why can dead people move?

I'm afraid that something big has happened and that the person who comes is not good.

"Aqiang, Awen and Awu seem to have something to do with you. Go and have a chat with them." The word "chat" was written with great force, as if there was a metaphor.

"Oh? Okay!" Aqiang spit out the chicken bones, smiled and clapped his hands.

After receiving the master's order to make fun of others, he couldn't stop snickering.

"Awen Awu, come here!"

Aqiang waved and attracted two pale-faced young men to follow him into the ancestral hall.

Aqiang didn't notice, but the two pale-faced young men kept milling around outside the dining table, not daring to get close to anyone.

Uncle Jiu stood up and shouted loudly, "There are still some things to deal with today. Let's stop the banquet here. I will make up for it in two days."

"No, Uncle Jiu, there's chicken but no fish, so I'm missing half a piece of chicken."

The one who started talking was a gluttonous man who only drank wine.

“There’s really something going on today, everyone is being accommodating.”

"How big of an event can it be compared to today's happy day?" The woman only fed the baby and hadn't eaten a piece of whole meat herself, and she didn't want the banquet to end like this.

Everyone was reluctant, but listened

"Boom" sound.

Aqiang broke through the door of the ancestral hall and rolled twice on the ground.

"Awen Awu, changed, turned into a zombie!"

"Ouch!"

Awen Awu, who was howling like a wolf, walked out with his teeth and claws spread out, two corpse teeth sticking out.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Uncle Jiu didn't notice Xing Zheng, so he moved up the ladder with a move, and Uncle Jiu turned over and jumped behind the two zombies.

Holding the eagle's talons with both hands, he pinched the back of Xingzhuang's neck and lifted it up.

A normal child's neck would be broken if he was lifted like this!

Uncle Jiu has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he will not show mercy to zombies unless he is a killer.

God has the virtue of a good life, and when encountering ghosts, Uncle Jiu will not cut off other people's opportunities to reincarnate into the next life, except for zombies, which will be directly exterminated.

There were two click sounds, and Xing froze and fell to the ground.

The zombies are just poisoned by corpse poison. The living corpses are stronger than the zombies but not zombies. Their strength is not unlimited, and they walk clumsily and slowly.

"Uncle Jiu, there are a lot of zombies coming over the gate!"

"Suffer it!"

"Fellow Daoist Maoshan Ming, Aqiang, you go stop the zombies first, and I'll get the sword!"

"There are so many zombies, master, don't let me go"

A Qiang was frightened and watched as Mao Shanming pulled up a long bench to stop the zombies and then shrank into the crowd: "If you want to eat, eat him, don't eat me, don't eat me."

"Aqiang! You are Uncle Jiu's disciple. We have to rely on you to save us at the critical moment!"

I don’t know who said a word, but Aqiang was kicked in the back, and he was lying in front of a group of zombies, gnawing shit.

"Master...save! Life! Ah!!"

Centered around the location of Uncle Jiu's home, there was no one alive in the entire town at this time.

Xing Zheng moved slowly and spontaneously towards the only place where there was a living person.

Everything starts with the witch who died in the well a few hours ago.

This witch was extremely powerful, possessed of evil magic, and was full of resentment and anger when she died. The black and white impermanence of the underworld was still on the way, so she turned into an evil ghost and flew out.

Her strength increased instead of decreasing. Seeing the two young men trying to burn her brother's body, the witch became furious and rushed towards them.

Unexpectedly, several dead bodies sitting on the firewood pile about to be burned suddenly sat up and turned into zombies!

"God, you want me to take revenge! Hahaha!"

The witch picked up the two young men and put them under the zombie's mouth. They were frozen but too scared to move.

The witch slashed their necks, and blood spurted out on Xingzheng's face.

Low-level zombies have no brains and go crazy when they smell blood. They lower their heads and swallow loudly.

As expected of a zombie that He Cheng had bitten, the second transformation speed was not too slow. The corpse turned into a zombie in an hour or two.

The evil ghost transformed by the witch flew around the town with its two ends, and quietly turned all the people staying at home, regardless of gender, old or young, into zombies.

By the time Uncle Jiu noticed it, it was already too late. Countless zombies gradually surrounded Uncle Jiu's house.

"Ouch!! Ouch!"