Old Master Ren and Ren Tingting had been closely watching the movements below from upstairs.
They had already realized that Old Master Ren was no longer the elder they were familiar with.
Instead, they became bloodthirsty and terrifying zombies that attacked without blinking.
The two of them were scared out of their wits when they saw the zombie jumping upstairs.
Once the zombies went upstairs, they had nowhere to hide.
Ren Tingting was already in despair.
At this moment, two figures flew over from downstairs.
His foot landed heavily on the zombie's body.
The zombie was immediately kicked ten meters away.
When Ren Tingting saw that it was Lin Jing, she felt slightly relieved.
Seeing Lin Jing kick the zombie away, she became more reliant on him.
"This…this is a paper human? How can the paper man move?"
Old Master Ren was shocked.
He saw that the shadow that attacked with Lin Jing was a paper figurine.
Could it be that Lin Jing could control paper figurines?
This was a spell that even Ninth Uncle Lin did not know!
Lin Jing immediately took out an ink fountain and held one end each with the paper figurine.
He weaved the ink thread into a net.
Then, he threw it onto the zombie.
The zombie was covered by the ink fountain net, and sparks exploded all over its body.
"Roar!"
The zombie wailed in pain.
In the dark of the night, it looked especially terrifying.
The zombie's cultivation was profound, and the ink thread was unable to trap it for a long time.
After a while, the zombie broke free.
However, he suffered quite a bit of damage.
The zombie was injured and was ready to escape.
How could Lin Jing let it escape? He immediately chased after it.
At this moment, he saw a huge weasel squatting on the high wall at the entrance.
The weasel was staring at him without blinking.
Lin Jing opened his Yin Yang Eyes and looked at the weasel.
He saw a faint layer of demonic qi on the weasel's body.
This weasel was actually a monster.
Lin Jing stopped chasing.
The weasel also ran away.
Lin Jing immediately let the paper figurine follow the weasel.
……
Lin Jing asked the paper man to use a technique to hide his aura and quietly followed the weasel.
The weasel followed the zombie into a cave.
The zombie was injured and hid to heal itself.
Not long after the weasel entered, it left again.
About two hours later, the weasel returned.
He led an old Daoist with a horsetail whisk into the cave.
The paper figurine followed him in.
Soon, the old Daoist found the injured zombie.
"This kid called Lin Jing is really strong. He's actually a Sixth Stage Scholar! He could even control the paper man and severely injure such a powerful zombie.”
"If given a certain amount of time, he will definitely grow into an expert who can live alone.”
"It's just that someone is paying you to take your life.”
"Who can refuse a large sum of money?”
The old Taoist laughed.
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.
"Give it to me. This is the blood I refined. Drink it and your strength will become even stronger.”
"It just so happens that I still lack a horse immortal, so I'll let you replace me.”
the old Daoist said.
The old Daoist opened the porcelain bottle and poured all the blood inside into the zombie's mouth.
After the zombie drank the blood, its injuries quickly healed.
Not only that, but the Corpse Qi around him also became denser.
His strength had increased greatly.
After the zombie recovered, it immediately locked onto the old Daoist and was about to jump over to suck his blood.
"Amazing! Very good!"
the old Taoist said.
"Horses are untamed like fire. Bring them to my Lord to learn the precepts. Show your true form wherever you retreat. Open your Dao heart and enter the True Realm. Listen to my orders.”
The old Daoist quickly recited.
The zombie immediately froze on the spot and stopped moving.
The zombie seemed to have realized something and bowed to the old Daoist.
Although his body was stiff, the curvature of his body could be seen.
"From now on, you are my horse immortal.”
"Now that your injuries have recovered and your strength has increased greatly, you can go and end Lin Jing's life at night.”
the old Taoist said.
"Yellow Immortal, now you will follow me to Meng Fulin's house to ask for his wages. Today, Lin Jing will definitely die.”
The big weasel squatting beside him seemed to understand and followed behind the old Taoist.
The old Taoist was actually invited by the landlord of Ren Town, Meng Fulin, to take Lin Jing's life.
Previously, Lin Jing had lured the female ghost Zhou Miaoru to the Meng family's residence and destroyed the Stalwart Star Kicking Ghost Exorcism Formation.
The female ghost got what she wanted and took revenge on Meng Chang Ping, who had done many evil things.
After Meng Changping died, Meng Fulin started to hate Lin Jing.
Therefore, he spent a lot of effort and a high price to invite this old Daoist to kill Lin Jing.
This old Daoist was the one who had set up the Big Star Ghost Exorcism Formation.
Meng Fulin demanded a high price, so the old Daoist was naturally tempted.
After a while, the old Daoist arrived at Meng Fulin's house.
"Immortal Hong, is Lin Jing dead?”
Meng Fulin was most concerned about this problem.
"He will definitely die tonight. Do you have the money?”
The old Taoist asked.
"You can relax. Once Lin Jing dies, all this money will be yours.”
Meng Fugui said.
All of this was seen by the paper figurine.
……
The Paper Figurine Substitute recorded everything.
Lin Jing received all the information in his mind.
Finally, he went to look for Ninth Uncle Lin.
He asked Ninth Uncle Lin about Ma Xian.
That old Daoist had sent out a yellow immortal and a zombie.
Ninth Uncle Lin began to explain.
It turned out that the horse immortals were those monsters who cultivated in the mountains and forests. In order to increase their cultivation, they came out of the mountains and appeared in the world. He would choose a fated disciple from among the humans and use this disciple to help him do good deeds.
Most of the Horse Immortals were the leaders of the Yellow Python Tribe, and on this side were the four great clans of the Horse Immortals.
The weasel beside the old Daoist was Yellow Immortal.
Originally, Ma Xian was the same as Maoshan Taoist. He wanted to do good deeds in time and kill demons.
However, there were always some people with evil intentions mixed in.
"I see!"
Lin Jing understood.
"That zombie is still hiding in the cave. Why don't we take the opportunity to kill him?”
Ninth Uncle Lin said.
After making up his mind, Ninth Uncle Lin and Lin Jing went to look for the town's security captain, Ah Wei.
He asked Ah Wei to bring the security team to the cave to eliminate the zombies.
After Ninth Uncle Lin told Ah Wei about this matter, Ah Wei was shocked.
"What is it? Zombies? Are you saying that Old Master Ren's corpse has turned into a zombie?”
Ah Wei couldn't help but laugh.
It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
He had been the head of security in the town for many years, but he had never heard of zombies.
Of course, he had heard such rumors before.
However, he had never seen a real zombie before.
"It's true."
Old Master Ren would definitely say that.
He didn't believe it until he saw it with his own eyes last night.
"Uncle, are you seeing things? How can there be such a thing as zombies?"
"Ren Town has always been peaceful under our protection. How could such a monster appear?”
Wayne said loudly.
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