Chapter 39: The Unlucky Wu Dashi! (Seeking recommendations! Collecting!)

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  "Of course I'm sure!" Wu Zhengxie nodded his head, "This master has been living here for several days, even with my eyes closed, I can find this place, it won't be wrong."

  "How many days have you been staying here?" Wang Cheng looked at Wu Zhengxie with a suspicious face again, and then looked around the empty space. Except for a road leading to the countryside, there was no accommodation here at all. Far away, however, there was a place that was still brightly lit, but it was H City's most famous "Hot Spring City".

  That place is not somewhere ordinary people can enter and exit at will. It's H City's most famous 'Golden Furnace' 'Immortal's Den'!

  People without money or power don't even have the qualifications to enter. Wang Cheng naturally wouldn't think that Wu Zhengyi lived there.

  "Yes, Nuo," Wu Zheng pointed to a place three meters ahead covered with white snow, "there is a road here, which goes straight up and after 96 steps of stairs, there is an ice cave, where I live."

  Along the direction of Wu Zhengyi's pointing hand, people could vaguely see the shadow of a stone road, but the light here was too dark, and if they didn't look carefully, they really couldn't make it out.

  For a moment, the police officers' gazes at Wu Zhengye became strange again. Yan Jing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly as she stared at Wu Zhengye for a while before slowly sighing and softening her tone once more. "Alright, Wu Zhengye, where did you find the body? Take us to see."

  Saying that, Yan Jie took the lead and walked onto the snow-covered stone slab, Wu Zhengye followed behind, muttering to himself, "At that time I had just earned my first bit of money in a while, so my head was very excited, so when I came back I didn't walk on the stone slab......"

  "There," Wu Zheng pointed to a dark place not far away, "I fell down there, huh, Yan sister, look, my footprints are still on the way here."

  As they spoke, nine high-powered flashlights suddenly shone on Wu Zhengye's fingers, and instantly, the police were shocked!

  "It's human!"

  "It should be a boy!"

  "About one meter seventy-five!"

  "Get down!"

  "He should be dead!"

  "Take a look back."

  Yan Jing didn't say a word, but her footsteps didn't stop for half a second, and in just a few steps she arrived at the place where the body was.

  She crouched down, put on her gloves and gently turned the body over. At this moment, Yan Jing's eyebrows were tightly furrowed as she said in a low voice, "The complexion is pale purple, the body is stiff, the clothes are not obviously wrinkled, there is no obvious wound or bloodstain on the body, preliminary judgment of the cause of death is freezing to death."

  At this time, a male police officer found a handbag from under the deceased's body. When he opened it, the police officer suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Yan, this person is exactly the one our superiors ordered us to search for overnight."

  "Is that so?" Yan Jie took the ID card handed over by the male police officer, and her eyebrows furrowed even tighter for a moment, muttering, "Indeed!"

  Taking a deep breath, Yan Jie stood up and ordered, "Wang Cheng, Wang Hao, have you contacted the funeral home?"

  "They contacted each other and their car arrived soon."

  "Uh-huh," Yan nodded solemnly, then took another glance at the corpse. "That's it for today. Tomorrow, after the forensic examination reveals the specific cause of death, we'll make our report. Alright, you two, take the deceased to the side of the road and wait..."

  "Ah! Yan... older sister Yan, h... his eyes are moving!!!"

  Yan Jing's words were cut off by the sudden shout of the male police officer who was holding the deceased's handbag, and he saw that the male police officer had originally been squatting down to examine the deceased's condition, but in the instant he shouted out, he suddenly sprang up, his reaction speed was not slow.

  In almost half a second, the male police officer jumped five meters away, his right hand trembling as he pointed at the deceased's tightly closed pupils on the ground.

  At this moment, none of the nine policemen noticed that Wu Zhengye had a serious and solemn expression on his face behind them, because just now, an image and two words "Jiang Shi" suddenly appeared in his mind.

  Corpse! Wu Zhengyi had seen records of this aspect in his master Yang Yongming's "Yang's Manual of Acupuncture".

  To put it simply, a zombie is a soulless corpse that can still move around, run and perform some instinctive actions. However, due to the continuous decay of the corpse, all zombies are highly toxic. If one is scratched or bitten by a zombie, they will be infected with zombie toxin. Once infected, the person's body will rapidly decay unless they amputate the affected limb in time, otherwise it's curtains!

  The several cases of Jiangshi recorded in "Yong Meng Zha Ji" were all man-made. At first, evil Taoist priests used evil methods to refine living people into evil corpses and vengeful spirits, and those who had their three souls and seven spirits swallowed by the evil corpse would become Jiangshi. Of course, under normal circumstances, this kind of unnatural 'Jiangshi' would not be able to move, but when the evil Taoist priests cast spells to control the Jiangshi, even if it was buried in the ground, it would still crawl out with all its might to execute orders.

  At first, Yang Yongmeng had beheaded two evil Taoist priests who were using a dark art to harm people with the corpses of the dead.

  But what appeared in Wu Zhengyi's mind was the fundamental reason why he looked solemn, because that scene showed the whole process of the deceased from death to becoming a zombie!!!!

  As Wu Zheng was pondering whether this matter had anything to do with his master Yang Yong Meng's past, he saw Yan Jing crouch down and stretch out her right hand to examine the deceased's eyes.

  "Stop!"

  Suddenly, Wu Zhengyi was greatly shocked!

  Two strides brought him to Yan Jing's back, and with a swift motion, he wrapped his arms around her waist, embracing her before she could react. With a quick pull, they instantly swapped positions.

  Yan Jing's body suddenly shook violently, and her fingers, which had just touched the deceased's eyes, trembled abruptly.

  The deceased's pupils suddenly opened, and the dilated pupils that should have been scattered were as black as ink! Black like dripping black blood, making people see it with trepidation!!! At the same time, two black auras shot out from the deceased's pupils, directly hitting Wu Zhengye's back heart......

  It's just that this terrifying scene, except for Wu Zhengye, not a single policeman noticed, because they all put their attention on Wu Zhengye, and were all shocked and stunned! Because... because Wu's hands were tightly grasping Yan Jing's towering "double peaks"!!!

  For Wu, this touch was enough to savor for a lifetime, but poor Wu didn't feel anything at all! At that moment, his mind was completely on the walking corpse with its eyes open, and the chill on his back told him that his new clothes had already become tattered clothes......

  In "Yong Meng Zha Ji", there is a sentence that goes like this - The walking corpse opens its eyes and inhales all the yang energy!

  It means that when a Jiangshi opens its eyes for the first time, it will suck out all the yang energy of the person who made eye contact with it, and once the yang energy is depleted, there is only death.

  But Wu Zhengye's actions just now have already saved Yan Jing a life, but it's not over yet. Because the corpse has recognized Yan Jing, Wu Zhengye can block once, but he can't block the second time. Unless the corpse closes its eyes.

  Otherwise, even if Yan Jing escapes far away, she will still be pursued by those two evil spirits until her yang energy is completely absorbed.

  Wu Zhengxie, who had already understood this, couldn't care about anything else. He pushed Yan Jing away and hastily shouted, "Yan Jie, quickly stand in the middle of them, let their yang energy protect you."

  As they spoke, Wu Zhengyi sat down on the corpse's chest with a plop, opened his mouth and bit through the index finger of his right hand, quickly drawing a blood symbol on the palm of his left hand. He then muttered to himself in a low voice, reciting an incantation that no one else could understand. His left hand pressed down, and the corpse's soul began to slowly descend from its forehead, until it reached the base of the neck. Wu Zhengyi shouted loudly, "Heavenly Thunderbolt Seal! Close!"

  Suddenly, the pitch-black pupils of the corpse flickered, as if struggling, but closed again after three breaths.

  It wasn't until then that Wu Zhengyi finally felt a sense of relief, and in that instant, he only felt his body go limp, fortunately not fainting on the spot.

  He turned back and when he saw Yan Jing still standing in front of the police, his face suddenly changed. "Yan Jie, didn't I tell you to hide among them just now? Why are you still standing here?"

  Wu Zhengye looked at Yan Jing with a reproachful face, without noticing the admiring and slightly strange gaze of the police officers behind Yan Jing.

  When he arrived in front of Yan Jing, and saw Yan Jing's slightly trembling body, Wu Zhengye's face turned ugly. "Yan sister, Master warned you just now, but you didn't listen. Now it's too late, two evil spirits have entered your body. Although they haven't had time to absorb your yang energy yet, even so, the bodies of you mortals can't withstand it. It seems that from tonight on, you'll be lucky if you don't fall seriously ill!"

  Wu Zhengxie smiled wryly and shook his head, casually wiping the sweat beads on his forehead caused by dizziness. However, in the next moment, he felt a soft small hand wipe away the sweat beads on his left cheek...

  "Bang!"

  What a crisp sound! In this quiet black night, it sounds so loud and clear!

  At this moment, Wu Zhengye suddenly felt a burning pain on his left cheek.

  Subconsciously touching his face, Wu Zhengye touched a strand of wet stuff, which was fresh blood.

  For a moment, Wu Zhengye was also angry. "Yan Jing, what do you mean? Master saved your life with good intentions, and this is how you repay Master?" Wu Zhengye coldly smiled, "Very good! Very good indeed!"

  As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously swept towards the police officers behind Yan Jing, and after seeing the strange expressions on their faces and Wang Hao's chest-grabbing gesture, he finally understood. However, understanding the reason only made him feel even more depressed.

  It would have been better if he had felt that amazing sensation just now, being hit would be worth it, but he didn't feel anything at all, this slap was slapped in vain.

  "I'm telling you, Sister Yan, first figure out the reason, okay?" Wu Zhengye's face also turned somewhat awkward, knowing that he had accidentally touched Yan Jing's forbidden area. However, amidst the awkwardness, there was more bitter laughter than anything else. His eyes stared straight at Yan Jing's icy expression as he continued, "Sister Yan, don't get angry first, go take a look at that corpse and then we'll talk. But when you do, whatever you do, don't touch its eyes, or else even I won't be able to help!"