As night fell, the cool air flowed like water.
The bright full moon hung in the dark blue night sky. It was so bright and prominent that it covered the scattered land with a layer of pale golden light, making it look extremely peaceful.
This night should have been beautiful and pleasant, but a strange scene appeared in front of him.
If someone saw this terrifying scene in the middle of the night, they would definitely be terrified and might even pee their pants.
An old man in his fifties walked over under the moonlight.
There seemed to be a faint circle of moonlight on the Daoist robe, flickering with a weak light.
He held a bell in his hand, and with every step he took, it would ring, emitting a crisp bell sound.
Normally, this sound would be considered ordinary, but at this moment, in the deserted mountain forest, it made people shudder.
In fact, what was even more terrifying were the followers behind the old Daoist.
To be honest, they were no longer humans, but a pile of stiff corpses.
Their arms and legs were stiff and straight as they followed the old Daoist.
The pace of their jumps was also very consistent.
These corpses were arranged in an orderly manner, about six to seven feet apart.
Each corpse was wearing a tall felt hat, and a yellow talisman was pressed on their forehead, making it impossible to recognize their faces.
At the end of the group of corpses.
There was a youth of sixteen or seventeen following behind. He had a slender figure and sharp eyes. However, his pitch-black little face revealed a hint of youth.
His clothes were plain and simple, and he wore a coarse cloth vest. Under the moonlight, the muscles on his arms emitted a faint glow, which further highlighted his strong and lean physique.
The young man's face was now filled with fear.
He followed closely behind the corpses, looking back from time to time. Fear might be the bane of his life.
He looked as though he was worried that the thing behind him might be frightening or threatening.
The young man who had transmigrated from the modern world was actually the disciple of the Maoshan Taoist priest.
"Ye Feng! Why do you keep looking behind you?"
A reproachful voice came over, giving the youth a fright.
His little face instantly turned red. Fortunately, it was late at night, or else this embarrassing scene would definitely be seen by others.
However, the reproachful tone of the voice also made him feel a little annoyed.
"Master, how did you know I was looking back…? Do you have eyes on your back…?”
The young man hesitated and asked with a puzzled expression.
The old Daoist was still shaking the Soul-sucking Bell in his hand as he strode forward. Without turning his head, he said coldly,
"Kid, your breathing is rapid and your steps are unstable. I don't need to look to know if you're afraid.”
Master…I'm not afraid, it's just…"
The youth tried to find a suitable reason to justify himself, but he could not find a good excuse.
Halfway through his sentence, he got stuck and didn't know how to continue.
The old Daoist laughed heartily.
Although his hands did not stop, his voice became much gentler.
"Feng 'er, if you're afraid, I won't blame you. After all, this is your first time coming out with me. You won't be afraid after some training.”
The young man replied and bit his lip, but he couldn't help but secretly glance behind him.
Behind him were the shadows of some black weeds and trees.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
However, there was always a sense of fear in his heart that made him feel uneasy.
"Feng 'er, if you feel scared at the back, you can come over here. I'll keep an eye on the back.”
The old Taoist priest seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He sensed Wu Feng's uneasiness and said with a neutral attitude.
After hearing his master's words, the young man called Ye Feng said,
Ye Feng couldn't help but shiver. He shook his head without hesitation and said,"
"Master, I don't want to…let me stay behind. I'm afraid to see the faces of those corpses…"
"Humph!"
The old Taoist snorted and said angrily,"
"You brat, why are you so timid? When will you learn how to drive corpses by yourself?!”
"Master, if only Eldest Senior Brother was here, I…"
"You…what you!"
The old Daoist suddenly stopped and turned around.
The Soul-sucking Bell in his hand also stopped ringing. The zombies that were originally jumping suddenly stopped moving and stood there quietly like statues.
"You useless thing!"
The old Daoist stared at the youth with his bull eyes, wishing he could run over and kick him.
"These corpses have nothing to be afraid of. With me here, they won't eat you!”
The youth stood where he was and looked at the old Daoist timidly.
After a long silence, he whispered,
"Master…I know I was wrong…"
The old Daoist sighed helplessly and snorted again. He then turned around and shook the Soul-sucking Bell in his hand again.
The group of corpses followed behind him, jumping rhythmically.
After a long time, the old Daoist said in a deep voice,"
"Feng 'er, don't blame your master for being angry. In the business of corpse transportation, we can't be timid. It would be fine if he was safe, but if he happened to turn into a corpse one day, wouldn't he be scared to death on the spot?”
When Ye Feng heard the word "corpse transformation", his interest was piqued.
Curiosity completely overcame fear, and he asked boldly,"
"Master, what's going on with the corpse transformation?”
" Corpse transformation naturally means that the dead have 'come to life'. However, this doesn't mean that they have truly been resurrected. Instead, a mutation has occurred.”
"Most of the zombies are extremely aggressive, but some of them are kinder.”
"There are a total of eighteen types of corpse transformation. They are Zombie, Blood Corpse, Shadow Corpse, Flesh Corpse, Skin Corpse, Jade Corpse, Walking Corpse, Swarm Corpse, Hair Corpse, Walking Corpse, Awakening Corpse, Armor Corpse, Stone Corpse, Fighting Corpse, Vegetables Corpse, Silk Corpse, and Wood Corpse.”
"The fiercest ones are the zombies and bloody corpses. The ones with the greatest resentment were the Shadow Corpse and the Battle Corpse. The kindest ones are the flesh corpses and the awakened corpses."
The old Daoist patiently told Ye Feng so much in one breath.
Ye Fengyun was confused.
He couldn't remember so much at the moment.
He mumbled as he walked.
"Master has told you so much, you must use your brain to remember it. You have been learning from Master for seven to eight years, but you have only learned some martial arts.”
"As for some of the strange techniques, I haven't had the time to teach you. You're not young anymore. In the future, I'll slowly teach you these Dao techniques.”
"In a few more days, I'll let you and your eldest senior brother drive the corpse together. In the future, I will be able to relax for a while.”
"Oh."
Ye Feng replied stiffly, but his mind was still thinking about the types of corpse transformation that his master had just mentioned.
As for his master's words about him and Eldest Senior Brother chasing corpses together, he completely ignored them.
"Ye Feng, do you remember what I told you?”
The old Daoist suddenly turned around and glanced at Ye Feng, who was deep in thought. He looked like he was about to flare up again.
Suddenly, a page appeared in Ye Feng's mind:
Congratulations, Master, for awakening the Sage System.
From then on, he walked the path of Yin and Yang, killing demons and catching ghosts.
[Mission: Accompany Master in Corpse Hunting: 5.2% completion]
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