Zombie World: Giving Uncle Nine a Bell at the Beginning
31 Dust Falling to the Ground

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"Nephew, Ninth Uncle?"

Ren Fa frowned and looked at Ninth Uncle, who ran out in a hurry, in confusion.

"It's fine. Senior Brother is about to break through!”

Ever since the sixth grade of the Earthly Master Realm, every breakthrough was equivalent to fighting against the heavens! After passing the lightning tribulation, one would advance one step further. If one couldn't pass it, one would die.

If he hadn't used merit to break through, he would have gone through the lightning tribulation.

Ren Fa nodded his head in a half-understanding manner and looked at the zombies in the courtyard." Nephew, my late father…"

Fang Gan walked forward and pulled out the peach wood sword from the zombie's body. He took out a Fire Talisman, ignited it with his mana, and threw it onto the zombie.

"The corpse must be burned clean. His body is filled with corpse poison. Once someone comes into contact with it, they will be infected and turn into corpses. Therefore, cremation is the best way!”

Fang Gan glanced at Ren Fa. How could he not know what Ren Fa was thinking?

It was nothing more than seeing that the zombie was already dead and that the old master's corpse was still well preserved, so he wanted to bury it.

Hearing Fang Gan's words, Ren Fa smiled awkwardly." Yes, yes, I'll listen to you!”

Boom!

When the scattered Yin Qi came into contact with the talisman paper, it was ignited. The green flame attached to the corpse of Old Master Ren like a boiling flame.

"Roar!"

A hoarse roar came from the zombie's mouth.

Ren Fa looked at this scene in horror." This, this, what's going on? Isn't the zombie already dead?"

"Old Master Ren, this is the special thing about zombies. Before they are completely burned to ashes, no one can guarantee that they will definitely die!”

Fang Gan took the opportunity to remind Ren Fa to stop having unrealistic thoughts.

This was not an exaggeration. For thousands of years, Taoist cultivators had been fighting with zombies. Many zombies had their hearts broken and even their heads chopped off, but because of carelessness, they did not burn them completely.

As a result, he was bitten by the zombie and lost his life in vain!

Of course, a zombie whose head was chopped off would definitely not survive. However, zombies were not things that could be killed immediately. The higher the level of a zombie, the harder it was to kill.

Therefore, when dealing with zombies, all Taoist sects had a unified rule, which was to burn the zombies completely after killing them.

Boom!

A strong wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth. The wind helped the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind. The originally turbulent green flames instantly soared into the sky, even forming a small fire tornado.

The pitch-black night was illuminated by the fire, and the hot air blew on the faces of everyone in the courtyard.

Muddy black smoke came out. It was the corpse poison on the zombies. If an ordinary person took a breath of the black smoke, the poison would instantly take effect and turn into a half-human, half-corpse monster.

The black smoke rose into the air. Before it could spread, it was swallowed by the scorching green flames and evaporated into nothingness.

The air was filled with a burnt smell.

Screams of terror and despair kept coming out of the flames, mixed with painful screams and wails.

"Fang Gan!"

Ren Tingting walked up and looked at Great-grandfather Ren who was being burned. She couldn't help but grab Fang Gan's arm tightly.

As the green flames grew more and more intense, the cry began to gradually weaken.

Fang Gan didn't stop. He picked up a dustpan filled with glutinous rice and threw it at the fire.

Benevolence was not a synonym for him!

Either he didn't do it, or he killed them all!

This was what his master had taught him very seriously when he was on the mountain. It was also a principle that he had concluded from his two lives.

Once he made a move and became enemies, he would have to kill mercilessly and not give the other party any chance to breathe.

A woman's kindness would only harm herself and the people around her.

Just like earlier, if Fang Gan had not insisted, Ren Fa might have chosen to rebury Old Master Ren.

However, Old Master Ren was not completely dead. Perhaps it was the uniqueness of the Corpse Cultivation Sect, or perhaps it was some other reason. In any case, Old Master Ren was not completely dead even after his heart was crushed.

If it weren't for the wails coming from the fire, even Fang Gan would have thought that Great-Grandfather Ren was dead!

The reason why he insisted on cremation was that he was afraid that the corpse poison would spread after burial.

Therefore, this incident had taught Fang Gan a lesson. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and did not cause any losses!

Finally, the zombie's wails stopped. Only the green flames were still burning, and crackling sounds came from the flames from time to time.

All the servants present looked at the scene with complicated expressions. A few timid ones simply turned their heads away, not daring to look at the burning flames.

In the courtyard, no one spoke. Everyone stared at the burning bonfire silently.

The fire burned for more than two hours. When the fire was completely extinguished, only a pile of ashes mixed with sparks was left. The stone slabs around the fire circle were all crispy. With a light touch, they shattered into ashes.

"Water the glutinous rice!"

Soon, a few servants carried three to four buckets of milky white glutinous rice water over and tilted the buckets.

Pfft--

A white mist rose up, and some remaining ashes flew into the sky along with the rising mist.

When the four buckets of glutinous rice water were all poured down, the red floor had completely cooled down.

Fang Gan walked over and used the mahogany sword in his hand to carefully move the ashes on the ground. Only when he was sure that there were no more remains of the corpse and only a pile of loose dust remained did he turn around and look at the crowd.

"The zombies have been completely burned to ashes!”

Ren Fa looked at the ashes on the ground with a complicated expression, but he took a deep breath in his heart.

"Everyone, the zombies have been completely eliminated. We are safe!”

Ren Fa held his breath and said to the servants behind him and the villagers outside the Ren residence's wall.

After the villagers left through the back door, they did not go far. Instead, they waited by the wall on the left side of the Ren residence. Everyone knew what was going on inside.

If Ninth Uncle and Fang Gan won, they would naturally return to their homes and everything would go back to normal.

If the zombies won, they could escape in time.

Now, it seemed that everything had returned to normal!

Everyone was silent for a while, and then there was a wave of cheers.

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