"Okay, I will go to Shimalin with my disciples today to capture the harmful zombie and expose it to the public!"
Master Zhang Xian agreed immediately.
"Master Immortal, you have to give me some time, right?" Song Che asked.
Master Zhang Xian said: "Zombies are afraid of the sun. They squat and look for them during the day, and they will definitely catch them after dark."
"Okay! Then I and all the people in Shima County will still be here after nightfall waiting for the good news from you, Master Immortal!"
…
It was still raining today, and with no other place to go, Song Che and others returned to the inn and waited for nightfall.
"Brother Chen, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd? That old magician is a charlatan and is proficient in pretending to be a ghost. When the time comes, he will randomly grab someone to pretend to be a zombie. Don't we really have to pledge a thousand taels?" Liao Evergrande was puzzled.
"Hey, there's no need to ask anything else. Go buy some vegetable oil for me. The more the better, and buy a big iron pot."
"oh!"
"oh!"
"Oh, that's right, hurry up and do it, let's make a 'fried zombie' tonight!"
…
In fear and anticipation, before the darkness completely darkened, the people lit up torches, illuminating the entire East Market, waiting to catch a glimpse of the zombie.
gradually,
Night falls.
"Master Zhang Xian is back!"
"And he's carrying a coffin!"
Hearing an exclamation, thousands of pairs of eyes looked towards the end of the street - Taoist priest eight was carrying a dark red coffin, Master Zhang Xian was sitting cross-legged on the coffin, holding a sword in his left hand and a whisk in his right hand, as if he was returning in triumph. .
The coffin was carried to Dongshi and stood upright facing everyone.
"I entered the mass grave and found the extremely yin hole through hexagram calculations. I saw zombies hiding in it to avoid the light, so I subdued it with Taoist methods and brought it to you to open your eyes!"
Master Zhang Xian wrote, gesturing to his disciples, "Today when the coffin is opened, Yin people will see it. Those who belong to Yin in the Earthly Branches, old people over seventy years old, and children under ten years old, it is best to avoid them to avoid being contaminated with Yin energy. .”
Those who are subject to conditions have been avoided.
"Open the coffin!"
The disciples pulled out the nails from the coffin and tried to uncover the coffin boards, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not move them at all.
"Master, we have tried our best, why can't the coffin be opened?" the disciple asked loudly.
Master Zhang Xian replied: "This zombie is extremely vicious, and the corpse breath has absorbed the coffin. You are too shallow to open it...and get out of the way."
The disciples withdrew.
Master Zhang Xian used a whisk to draw a talisman in the air, and then waved it gently on the coffin:
"open!"
"Bang!"
Like an explosion, the coffin boards flew several feet away in an instant, and a faint turbid air slowly faded out from the coffin.
The people exclaimed and stared at the inside of the coffin with wide eyes.
When the breath dissipated, a mummy with a yellow talisman on its forehead was exposed to public view. Its green face was like bark folds, and its two fangs were still stained with blood. Its hands were crossed on its chest, and its light green nails were about an inch long. It's simply scarier than the evil spirits from hell!
"Hey, there are really zombies in this world!"
The people were so frightened that they retreated.
Master Zhang Xian comforted him and said, "You don't need to worry. With me here to take care of it, it won't dare to make any mistakes."
At this time, Mr. Huang stood up. He had been staring at Song Che from the beginning, "That foreign friend who pledged a thousand taels this morning, now that the immortal master has captured the zombies, shouldn't you also cash in?" Made a promise?"
Song Che walked out of the crowd with a smile, came to the coffin, stroked his chin and looked at the zombie, "Seeing this thing today is really eye-opening for me,"
He tilted his head and asked Master Zhang: "Master Immortal, what will happen if I take off the yellow talisman from its forehead?"
Master Zhang Xian said: "This talisman is a corpse-suppressing talisman. If you remove it, the zombies will wake up."
"I want to see a living zombie, can Master Immortal allow it?" Song Che asked with a smile.
Master Zhang Xian smiled coldly: "It seems that you still don't give up. As long as you are not afraid, there is no harm in taking it off."
Song Che quickly pulled off the corpse suppressing charm.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
The zombie roared from its throat.
Sudden!
He suddenly opened his bloody pupils and stretched out his claws to pounce on Song Che.
"The zombies are resurrected!"
Song Che stepped back repeatedly.
"You evil beast, please don't hurt anyone!"
Master Zhang Xian had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed a corpse-suppressing talisman and put it on the zombie's forehead.
The zombie was like a wooden man, maintaining its ferocious appearance and stopping all movements.
Song Che patted his chest, shocked: "It scared me to death, it scared me to death..."
Master Zhang Xian said proudly, "How is it? You should believe it this time, right?"
"I believe it, I believe it! If you don't believe it, I'm in trouble!" Song Che spoke eloquently, and the next moment he asked: "Then I wonder how the Immortal City should deal with evil things?"
Master Zhang Xian stroked his beard and said: "This zombie has sucked human blood and is about to become a spirit. We should seal its coffin and take it back to Taicang Mountain to eliminate it."
"Hey, why bother? I have found a way to turn this harmful spirit into scum!"
Song Che clapped his hands and said, "Push up!"
"Folks, get out of the way, get out of the way, my heart is burning!"
Jiang Yun and Liao Heng used a cart to push a large iron pot through the crowd to the coffin. When I lifted the lid of the pot, "Gurgling..." Good guy, the yellow hot oil was still bubbling.
Song Che pointed at the oil pan, then turned to the crowd and said: "Fellow folks, I heard that in the eighteen levels of hell, there are mountains of swords, seas of fire, and beds of oil pans, which are specially used to punish evil spirits. These zombies are harmful to us. How about blowing it up tonight to comfort Zhang Dazai’s spirit?”
"OK!"
"Blow it up! Make it immortal forever!"
It was a round of applause.
Master Zhang Xian was obviously panicked, "No, no! This zombie is about to become a spirit. Failure to fry it will easily cause the corpse to transform, so -"
"Hey, Master Immortal, don't worry. As the saying goes, all living beings are equal under the oil pan. You can eat it regardless of whether it becomes refined or not. Just roll it in the oil pan and sprinkle with cumin and green onion!"
Song Che didn't argue with him and winked at Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun pulled the "zombie" out of the coffin, but before he could pull it to the oil pan, the "zombie" suddenly came to life. He pulled off the yellow talisman from his forehead and shouted:
"It's only a few dozen taels of silver, why am I playing with my life! I won't act anymore!"
"Huh? When the zombie spoke, it turned into a spirit. Blow it up! Blow it up!" Song Che fanned the flames.
Under Jiang Yun's strength, the "zombie" couldn't break free and could only cry and beg for mercy: "Hero, spare your life! I...I am not a zombie! I am a living person!"
While crying, he pulled off his wig, fangs and fingernails, "This old magician made me dress up! He gave me fifteen taels of silver and told me to stand still and say nothing. Who the hell knows how to do this?" The pots have all been brought!”
"Don't stop spouting nonsense. When did I ask you to pretend to be a zombie?"
Master Zhang Xian lost his usual air and was as panicked as a bereaved dog.
No matter how stupid people are, they should understand the truth at this time.
For a time, those who wore Taoist robes were criticized by thousands of people.
