After Yin Xiu led the camel and horse into the courtyard, he saw a group of officials standing in the courtyard, surrounded by soldiers holding swords, guns, sticks and clubs, ready for officials wore red or green official robes embroidered with white cranes and peacocks, and looked quite impressive. However, the expressions on their faces were extremely tired, even a little sad. "Masters, I have finally waited for you to come." After observing Yin Xiu and the other two, the leading official became very excited. He came up and cupped his hands and bowed slightly to the three of them. Yin Xiu had heard of this person before he came. This person was the local chief official, named Ruan Donghua. Ruan Donghua's deeds are known to everyone in the small town of Wangnan. Although it is still a strong military town in terms of configuration, in fact, the military armaments of Jiaozhi as a whole were relaxed in those days. After the French proposed "protection", they were even more relaxed and Wangnan no longer had its original warning function. Everyone pessimistically believed that this place could not be defended. In the future, it would either be taken back by the Central Plains court or become a bridgehead for the French to attack the Central Plains. In this way, Wangnan became a hot potato again. Then it was the turn of Ruan Donghua's family to take action. They spent a large sum of money to donate an official position here and became the chief of Wangnan.
He was originally a businessman, but suddenly he changed into an official wearing a black hat and official robes. Compared to General Zhennan, the chief of this small town always gives people a timid feeling, probably because he was scared after encountering zombies. The interpreter bowed with a larger amplitude. "My Lord, you are too polite. I and my two fellow disciples are here to help you solve your problems and support the people's livelihood." "Please come in!" Ruan Donghua walked in front and brought a group of officials to welcome the three people into the hall. After the host and the guests took their seats, Ruan Donghua introduced the current situation to them. “Wangnan has twelve villages under its jurisdiction, half of which are small villages with a population of less than 100 people, and most people still live in the town. We have lost contact with some of the more remote villages now, and only people from a few nearby villages came to ask for help this morning. As expected, they were all invaded by zombies and suffered casualties. " "Yes." The Interpreter sighed, "Last night, a zombie came to my village. Fortunately, I know some magic and methods, and I finally subdued the soulless body." Ruan Donghua knew that the interpreter might have some skills, but he didn't expect that he could actually subdue the zombies, and he couldn't help but be shocked. After a pause, he asked again: "Excuse me, Master, what is a soulless body?" The interpreter stood up, put his hands behind his back and began to explain to everyone. “A person has three souls and seven spirits. If any one of them is missing, the person will inevitably suffer from three disasters and six diseases, and will either be bedridden or become an idiot. Children are most likely to lose their souls due to being frightened, so women often bring their children to temples to ward off fright and drink divine tea. When a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits will leave the body and return to their respective places, waiting to be reincarnated. However, due to various reasons, a soul remains in the dead person's body, and the corpse changes into a zombie outside the five elements and six paths, causing trouble to the world.
So I call these guys soulless bodies.” "I see." Ruan Donghua responded casually, and then asked Master Jieyu: "Then what should we do now?" The interpreter touched his chin and said, "It's already afternoon and it's going to be dark soon. It's probably too late to find the hiding places of those zombies. All we can do now is to evacuate and shelter the people. First, people should not be asked to stay on the streets at night to avoid being harmed by zombies. Second, they were told to stay at home, close their doors and windows, and sprinkle some sticky rice around the courtyard walls. No matter what happened, they should never open the door. If they did so, they would be safe in the morning." "Glutinous rice can also protect against zombies? What about duck eggs?" "Use it to eat." Yin Xiu responded indifferently. Ruan Donghua glared at the official who asked the question, then said to Master Jieyu, "No problem, I will definitely have the soldiers inform everyone before sunset to close the doors and gates and not to travel at night. Also, do you want to send a team of elite night patrol officers to patrol the streets?" As soon as the words fell, all the officials, including the soldiers, who had been holding their heads high, lowered their heads, pretending not to have heard them, but were afraid of being called out. Yin Xiu put down the tea bowl and said calmly, "Sending people to patrol, isn't that sending midnight snacks to the zombies?" After he said this, Ruan Donghua could only give up the idea awkwardly. He originally wanted to continue asking the interpreter, but he was afraid that he would not understand anything and would make a fool of himself. So he asked Yin Xiu: "Master, what do you think we should do next? What should we prepare?" "What are you preparing for?" Yin Xiu scratched his face and glanced at Ma Xiaoyu. Ma Xiaoyu gave him a secretive, watery look. So Yin Xiu waved his hand and said, "Let's eat first." …… At night, Master Jie Yu set up the altar in the courtyard. His use of ritual instruments, his proficiency in rituals, and his precise scheduling were so perfect that even Ma Xiaoyu had to praise his professionalism. Only after arranging everything, offering sacrifices to the ancestors, and seeking responses from the gods in all directions did Master Jie Yu come down from the platform. "You two, I'm afraid we'll have to take the initiative tonight. It would be best if we could catch the source of the zombie disaster. At the very least, we have to catch all the zombies in this town. Otherwise, there will be no peace here forever." "clear." Yin Xiu nodded, "Master, don't worry, leave the outside to me, as for the inside..." Needless to say, Ma Xiaoyu asked, "Are you talking about the family?" The place Ma Xiaoyu was talking about was the backyard, a garden surrounded by rockery and with the sound of clear springs.
"Yes, there are many women and children there. Although there are high walls, if zombies get in, the consequences will be disastrous." "I'll just go." Ma Xiaoyu didn't care. "I'll take care of it later. No zombies can get in." "Thank you very much, young lady." The interpreter bowed. "polite." Ma Xiaoyu bowed and walked into the backyard under the guidance of the servant. The interpreter did not stare at Ma Xiaoyu like Yin Xiu did until she disappeared from her sight. He only waited until Yin Xiu turned around before asking, "I don't know, Master Yin, what magic weapon do you use?" "You're welcome. If you don't mind, you can just call me Brother Yin. I haven't obtained my certificate of ordination yet, so I can't be called a Taoist priest in front of my fellow disciples." "Brother Yin, you haven't received the ordination yet?" Master Jie Yu didn't seem surprised. He just said calmly, "In fact, it's just a document and a token. The government and ordinary people recognize it, but the ancestor doesn't recognize it." He looked around and saw Ruan Donghua and a group of officials kneeling on the ground, burning incense and praying, and kowtowing continuously. "The ancestors will bless those who are kind, resolute and brave, but the most important thing for people is to save themselves. Even if the gods bless you, there will inevitably be omissions." The interpreter sighed and looked at the sky again. At this time, the moon was mostly covered by dark clouds, which was not a good sign. Yin Xiu didn't think as much as he thought. To him, it was certainly impossible for him to save all the people of Wangnan by his own strength. If he had such thoughts, he should be running around outside and wandering among the villages instead of staying in Wangnan Town. Yin Xiu certainly knew his own abilities. He was not some great golden immortal, and he could not see a thousand miles during the day or spy on ghosts and gods at night. All he could do was try his best to save others. But sometimes when faced with a difficult choice, he can only choose one of them. Just like Longmai and the people of Wangnan, at the critical moment, he can only choose the former, which is the most responsible behavior and choice. The greatest hero is one who has great benevolence and great love. Of course he could rescue a child who fell into the water and save a crying child from the raging waves. But when it comes to a dilemma, a true hero must be mentally prepared to accept the cruel reality, even if the cries of children echo through his mind for the rest of his life. If he wants to accomplish this great thing, he must be cruel to others and even crueler to himself. When Yin Xiu thought about this, a cold light flashed in his eyes unconsciously, which startled the interpreter. However, Master Jie Yu only thought that he was full of fighting spirit, and patted his shoulder and said, "Friend Yin, I guess there won't be too many zombies in the town. According to the commander's speculation, there may be only two or three. As long as we work closely together, there won't be any problems." As he said this, he first briefed Yin Xiu and took out a sword that was shining with cold light. "This is my sword, and also a magical weapon. I have only used it to kill demons and monsters. In addition to the zombie I killed last night, it has extremely strong yang energy, so I named it [True Yang]." Yin Xiu looked at his sword and felt that the sword body was already wrapped in a layer of dragon and tiger energy, and was faintly purple.
Master Jie Yu probably practices and dances with this sword every day. Over time, the sword has acquired such color and temperament. The sweat and effort he put into it are difficult for outsiders to understand. The Maoshan Sect has always attached great importance to magical instruments and talismans. In addition to the Seven-Star Fire Scale, Uncle Ming also has two other peach wood swords on the altar that are not easily used. They are the result of his hard work. As for Yin Xiu, it is said that he does not refine weapons, but in fact he has the world-famous sword Chaofeng by his side. However, Chaofeng was used more as a weapon than a magic tool, and Yin Xiu was too busy to have the time and energy to refine the peach wood sword or the copper coin sword, so he used the weapon as a magic tool. Just like Ma Xiaoyu, even though the three-color ruler she used every day was a magic weapon, she could use it to fight with others without hesitation. Therefore, when the master asked him what magical weapon he used, Yin Xiu took out the famous sword Izumi Ichimonji Munen without hesitation, which he had put aside and wrapped in cloth. He was not willing to use the Five Ghosts Bringing Fortune in front of everyone, so he took out the sword early and kept it by his side for use. "So, fellow Daoist, you are using the sword to enter the Dao, and you are a Dharma protector." Even before the interpreter saw the sword, he could already feel the sharpness and murderous aura contained in it. Yin Xiu didn't explain too much: "I guess so. Nowadays, people are much worse than monsters and ghosts. I have to deal with people more often than zombies." "People's hearts are not as old as they used to be." The interpreter said nothing more. He just picked up the crown that had been placed on the stage with both hands, put it on his head, and straightened the ribbon. After offering incense to the gods, Master Jieyu grabbed the glutinous rice on the plate and scattered it towards the incense and candles. boom! The flames suddenly rose, startling the people watching below the stage. Then Master Jie Yu stepped into the Gangbu Step, holding a bell in one hand and a talisman paper in the other, and waved them in the air, muttering something. The sound of the bell spread out from the courtyard, floated into the silent night sky, and was covered by the night fog. Yin Xiu just sat in the chair and closed his eyes to rest. After a while, outside the high wall, a series of dull sounds suddenly came from the street, full of rhythm. Yin Xiu opened his eyes and looked at the interpreter, and they both understood: the zombies are coming. Sure enough, soon the soldiers standing on a high place looking out shouted: "Sir, Taoist priest, there is movement on the street!" "Don't panic. Tell me what happened." Yin Xiu replied. "Yes, there are two things running towards us, they look like humans!" "Then he's not human." Yin Xiu grabbed Izumi Ichimonji, climbed over the wall in a few steps, and jumped outside. Following the direction indicated by the guard, Yin Xiu saw two figures running towards this side in the fog. They were running very fast and seemed to be shouting something and spitting out water. “So fierce…” Yin Xiu tore off the cloth wrapped around the sword, and Izumi Ichimonji was unsheathed. "kill!"
Yin Xiu drew his sword and stepped forward, tapping the ground lightly. The next second, he appeared several feet away. When the two figures saw Yin Xiu running towards them, the noises they made became louder, and a fishy wind blew straight into Yin Xiu's face. Yin Xiu's eyes flashed with brilliance. He moved his feet, grabbed two pieces of talisman paper, and threw one on each side at the faces of the two zombies. "Tai Shang Laojun is as urgent as the law, I give you an order!" The talisman paper followed Yin Xiu's guidance, fell on the two figures, and then fell down. Well? Yin Xiu was stunned. Could it be that the talisman paper had become ineffective? Just then, the moon appeared a little from behind the dark clouds, and the situation on the street became clear. These are not zombies at all, they are clearly just two innocent passers-by running with foam at the mouth. Yin Xiu supported one of them and frowned, "Why is it so smelly?" "Pigsty. We just hid in the pigsty for a while." The two men gasped, "Help, help." "Now that you're here, you're safe." Yin Xiu took a step away from them. When the two men heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but when they looked back, they started screaming again. "Here it comes again, here it comes again!" Yin Xiu looked towards one end of the street and saw a zombie jumping towards him, breathing white air out of its mouth. "It's good to come." When the two men were about to continue running away, Yin Xiu had already grabbed their collars and threw them over the wall one by one into the yard. Yoon-soo then runs towards the zombie. The moment the zombie raised his hand, Izumi Ichimonji was unsheathed. Under the moonlight, a head rolled down the street and fell to the side. (End of this chapter)