The two of them walked out of the door and saw a group of dozens of people pushing a bronze coffin wrapped in ink and fishing nets. The leader was a Taoist priest. He was standing at the entrance of the courtyard and exchanging greetings with Master Yixiu and Taoist priest Four-eyes.
This Taoist priest was wearing a yellow Eight Trigrams Taoist robe, a round-cornered Taoist hat, a demon-slaying sword on his back, and a mustache on his mouth. He was Taoist Priest Qian He, the junior brother of Taoist Priest Four-Eyed.
Among this group of people, there were also four young men wearing green Daoist robes, but with ropes around their waists and their hair tied up with wooden hairpins. From the looks of it, they should be Taoist Master Qian He's disciples.
Apart from that, there was also a child who was being carried on a red wooden chair. He had a gorgeous crown on his head and was wearing a Qing Dynasty official robe. He was the little prince of the imperial family, the 71st Prince.
Beside the 71st Prince was a strange bearded man dressed in foreign clothes. He had his head covered, and only his face was exposed. He held a handkerchief in his hand. This strange man was called Wu Long, and he was the assistant minister of the 71st Prince. He was also a eunuch.
Around the Seventy-One Prince, there were four strong men standing in four corners. They were all dressed in the clothes of the foreign tribes. They were holding a hook sword, two axes, two blades, and two battle axes respectively. They couldn't help but emit a powerful aura. It was obvious that they weren't easy to deal with. They were the guards of the Seventy-One Prince.
As for the others, they were just ordinary soldiers wearing the soldier's uniform with the word " Yong."
Chen Yu knew that the copper-horned golden coffin wrapped in a fishnet made of ink wasn't filled with ordinary corpses, nor were they the walking corpses in Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's house. Instead, it was a real zombie.
According to Chen Yu's knowledge, zombies were divided into walking corpses, jumping corpses, zombies, flying corpses, bronze-armored corpses, golden-armored corpse kings, non-disintegrating bones, and drought demons.
Among them, the undeads were the zombies that Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had driven away. Such zombies could only be considered as moving corpses at most. At most, they could only scare ordinary people. They posed no threat to a cultivator like Chen Yu.
Walking corpses were jumping corpses. As long as they absorbed enough human blood, they could evolve into jumping corpses. These jumping corpses could rely on their feet to jump, jumping nearly a meter away. They were very powerful. Only Taoist masters and cultivators in the Hundred Qi Realm could defeat and eliminate them.
Jumping corpses were zombies. Zombies were jumping corpses that had absorbed enough Yin Qi. Only zombies of this level could be considered true zombies. They did not die, and their bodies were basically invulnerable to swords and spears. Ordinary attacks were useless against them. Only cultivators who had reached the Embryonic Establishment realm or above could subdue them. The zombie in the copper-horned golden coffin that was wrapped in the ink fountain fishing net just now was a zombie of the "zombie" level.
As for the Flying Corpse, it was another realm, so I won't go into detail here.
"Junior brother, you have a long way to go. You must be careful!”
When Chen Yu and Qingqing walked over, they heard Daoist Priest Four-Eyed instructing his junior brother, Daoist Priest Thousand Crane.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I will definitely take note of it.”
Taoist Master Thousand Crane thanked him.
"Oh right, who are these two?"
Soon after, Daoist Priest Thousand Crane asked when he saw Chen Yu and Qingqing walking out of the house.
"Daoist Thousand Crane, she's my disciple, Qingqing. As for this young man, his name is Chen Yu. Don't look down on his young age, he's also one of us who shares the same path.”
Master Ikshou explained.
"You're really young and promising!"
Daoist Priest Thousand Crane praised. It was unknown whether he was praising Chen Yu or Qingqing.
"Master, Glutinous Rice is here!"
At this moment, Jia Le ran out with a small bag filled with glutinous rice.
It turned out that Taoist Master Thousand Crane had asked Taoist Master Four-Eyed for some glutinous rice to prevent any accidents.
"Let's go, what are you waiting for!”
Taoist Master Qian He took the glutinous rice and was about to thank his senior brother when the assistant minister who served the seventy-first elder brother urged him.
"Senior Brother, farewell."
Taoist Master Thousand Crane could only bow and leave.
"Goodbye."
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and Master Ikxiu returned the greeting.
"I hope you don't need that bag of glutinous rice.”
Seeing Taoist Master Qian He leave, Taoist Master Si Mu muttered to himself.
Only Chen Yu, who was standing beside them, knew that their trip would most likely end in disaster. He didn't plan on reminding the other party either. After all, even if he did, not only would the other party believe him, but even if the other party did, there was nothing he could do. After all, when he entered this world, Shuangxia had told him that the system would change all unreasonable factors in the movie's plot.
Even if he reminded them not to let the rain drip the ink on the ink fountain net, he believed that the zombie would still run out.
Chen Yu was definitely not that zombie's match by himself. Forget about one of him, even if there were ten of him, or even a hundred of him, he would still be easily killed by that zombie.
Now, he could only hug Master Ikkaku and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and see if he could follow behind them and rely on them to kill the zombie.
Soon after, everyone returned to their own rooms. Chen Yu didn't rest anymore. Knowing that a great battle was coming, he immediately took out the yellow paper, cinnabar, talisman brush, and other items he had taken from Daoist Priest Four-Eyed and started drawing talismans.
Although he already had quite a number of talismans on him, they were things that could save his life. He could never have too many.
Speaking of talisman brushes, only people who had specialized in learning from their sects could produce them. The [Elementary Maoshan Technique] that Chen Yu had obtained from the Celestial Master System didn't have any records of such a thing.
The advantage of using a talisman brush was that it could increase the success rate of drawing talismans by 20%.
In the modern world, this talisman pen was a treasure that even money couldn't buy. In the end, in the world of " Uncle Zombie," Chen Yu had to exchange it for a low-quality jade pendant that was only worth 100 yuan. This nearly made Chen Yu die of joy.
Spreading the talisman paper on the table, Chen Yu found a container and ground the cinnabar. He then began drawing talismans continuously.
"Big Brother Chen Yu, you didn't sleep well last night. Aren't you going to rest?”
Qingqing asked with concern when she saw Chen Yu surprisingly not sleeping after returning to his room. Instead, he surprisingly started drawing talismans.
"Qingqing! You can go to sleep. Don't worry about me. I'm a little restless. I feel like something bad is about to happen. I'll draw more talismans in case of emergencies.”
Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Alright, take care of yourself."
Upon hearing Chen Yu's words, Qingqing nodded and obediently went to sleep.
Chen Yu entered a state of mind after drawing this talisman. Although Ikxiu had entered the room a few times, he didn't disturb Chen Yu. Due to the fact that his drawing became smoother and smoother, coupled with the addition of the talisman pen, he rarely appeared throughout the morning despite his occasional failures. This lasted until the afternoon, when the sun was about to set.
Chen Yu had spent a total of 47 Flaming Talismans, 45 Cold Ice Talismans, 39 Fiendish Breaker Talismans, and 16 Purple Thunder Talismans. Including the ones he had drawn before, he had a total of 109 Flaming Talismans, 103 Cold Ice Talismans, 88 Fiendish Breaker Talismans, and 46 Purple Thunder Talismans.
Even if I can't defeat that zombie, I can still smash it to death with these talismans.
Chen Yu thought to himself.
However, imagination was full, but reality was bone. Casting talismans required magic power. With the only five strands of magic power in his body, it would be good if he could use twenty talismans in a row.
Seeing how smoothly he drew the talisman, Chen Yu suddenly thought of the strokes of the Vajra Talisman. He had the idea of drawing the Vajra Talisman. After Chen Yu broke through to the fifth thread of his cultivation, he had also tried drawing the Vajra Talisman two days ago. However, just like before, he had always failed.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Yu immediately held the talisman pen in his hand and started drawing on the newly placed yellow paper on the table. He didn't have any extravagant hopes of succeeding. After all, he had already failed too many times. He was already numb from the shock of failing to draw talismans. Right now, he was only trying it out of habit.
The talisman head, the talisman gall, the talisman legs, the stroke, the feeling of weakness in his body, and the faint golden light that suddenly emitted from that yellow talisman paper all reminded Chen Yu that he had successfully drawn this Vajra Talisman.
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