The Life That I Yearn For: Zombie Patriarch
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At this moment, in the black room.

It was very dark. There were lanterns hanging in the room, but they were all red lanterns, making the entire room look dark and blood-red.

The red lanterns hanging on the wall looked like human skin lanterns soaked in blood. It was very scary.

In the center of the room was a bronze coffin that looked ancient and timeworn.

There were also nine bronze coffins surrounding the larger bronze coffin in the middle. It looked extremely strange, as if it was some kind of array formation.

There were two black wooden coffins by the door. They were relatively small and looked like children's coffins. At this moment, these two coffins were actually open.

In front of the dark red door of the black house, two figures stood quietly, watching everything not far away.

They were two little boys, a pair of twins. They looked exactly the same. They were dressed in white clothes and black pants. Their hair was tied up in buns. Their faces were a little pale and they had baby fat on them. They looked like they were seven or eight years old.

"There are so many outsiders in the village. Will they disturb Master?”

"Go and inform Master. If Master doesn't like it, then we'll scare them away!”

As they spoke, the two little boys turned around with a smile and ran directly towards the tightly shut dark red door. They actually directly passed through it!

"Master, Master, there are many people outside!”

At this moment, the lid of the bronze coffin in the middle opened on its own.

It was a man in a black robe. His facial features were well-defined, as if they were carved. He was extraordinarily handsome, but at the same time, he revealed a strange feeling. His tightly shut eyes opened at this moment, and a dark red light flashed. His eyes were actually a faint blood color.

In the next second, the man in the coffin flew up and sat on a chair in the hall of the house.

"A lot of people have come. It seems like it's going to be lively.”

A cold voice came from the man's mouth. His blood-red eyes seemed to have seen everything outside.

"Master, do you want us to scare those people away so that they won't disturb Master's peace?”

"There's no need. The night of the Blood Moon is approaching. Perhaps something interesting will happen.”

As the man spoke, a white jade wine cup appeared in his hand. This wine cup actually emitted a faint warm light, just like the legendary white jade luminous cup. In the cup was a dark red liquid that looked like red wine, but it looked more like blood!

"I'm really looking forward to the night of the Blood Moon!”

After taking a sip, the man's eyes became a little red. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of anticipation. However, his thoughts had already crossed countless years.

He didn't know when his past began, nor did he know where his future would end!

He had seen the chaos of heaven and earth, the great tribulation of gods and devils. A man and an axe tore through the chaos and opened up the world. He watched him die of exhaustion, but he did not attack because that was his Dao!

He had once accompanied a woman for countless years. He had accompanied her to create a brand new race with her own body and named it together: Humans! The woman's original form was her, and the man's original form was naturally him. Then, she found her own Dao, but he did not!

He had once met an old man riding a green bull and discussed the Dao. He had drawn purple qi from the east for 30,000 miles, but that was not his Dao.

He had once left a stone in an overseas immortal mountain. He waited until the stone turned into a spiritual monkey, but he still could not find his own Dao.

Time was long and endless.

He had done many things, but he could not remember many of them clearly.

He had once led his disciples to unify the war-torn six countries. Later, his disciples also built an underground palace for him. Originally, he wanted to sleep and spend the boring years, but he left and gave the underground palace to his disciples.

He had once been worshipped as a god, but he had only become a demon.

He even bestowed his abilities to the people of the race he and she had created. They became another race and lived on in the world, worshipping him as their master.

He had seen the establishment of the ancient Heavenly Court and also watched it collapse bit by bit. Only the Six Paths of Reincarnation that he had created still had a trace of it.

They were all dead!

They were all dead!

Whether it was the gods and devils in the chaos or the man who split open the sky with his axe, the two of them were still in the same boat. Or perhaps it was the woman who had accompanied him for countless years, or the old man riding a green bull who had sat with him and discussed the Dao. It was still that stone monkey, that sky full of gods and Buddhas.

They were all dead!

Perhaps there were still those who had not died, those who were still lying in their own palace, their own disciples, and those who had their own abilities.

This world was gradually drying up. They called this a catastrophe. They were all dead, and only he was still alive.

He was undying, and his time had no end!

He seemed to be eternal. Even if this world began to dry up step by step, he was still an eternal existence in this world.

He had walked through the ages, but no one knew of his true existence. Everything was only rumors, and it was just how he wanted the world to know.

All the existences that he had seen had concealed his existence and changed it.

Perhaps they envied him, or felt sad for him, or perhaps they had placed their hopes on him.

However, he still could not find his own Dao. In the end, he gave up searching. He would occasionally sleep and occasionally wake up. This time, he was dug out after sleeping for a hundred years. However, this was already thirty years ago.

He had been staying in this village all this while, living a quiet life. Time no longer had any meaning to him. He had woken up 30 years earlier just to wait for the arrival of the Blood Moon.

He was revered by the people of this village like a god. He was already used to this kind of thing.

He had a very ancient name-General!

At the same time, he had another name, Jiang Chen!

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