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Huang Yong looked at the hung up phone and took a few deep breaths. "Brothers, Brother Zhang gave us two solutions. Let's continue hiding here and wait for him to come and rescue us!"

"Or we can find a way to stick the amulet on the guy's head at the door, and then go to Brother Yan's office to find the peach wood sword and stab that guy in the chest!"

The remaining three people looked at each other, and Le Sheng said tremblingly, "What if, what if I get scratched while applying it? I don't want to turn into a zombie!"

Chen Hao frowned and patted Le Sheng's shoulder. "You can't take the elevator. You have to climb the stairs. In case you get caught..."

Zhao Han was still holding the door. Seeing that both of them were leaning towards the first option, he shook his head and said, "This cabinet won't last long. If we can't wait for rescue, we'll die here!"

"Brother Zhang said he would come to rescue us, and he will definitely come!" Huang Yong looked serious, gritted his teeth as he looked at the broken filing cabinet, and said, "Vote with a show of hands, quick!"

Le Sheng opened the phone case, took out the amulet inside and handed it to Chen Hao, "This is my last amulet! Haozi, whatever you say, I'll do it! I'll listen to you."

Chen Hao tightened his fingers and looked at Huang Yong, who also opened his phone case and took out the amulet inside!

But the crashing noise outside was getting louder and louder, leaving them no time to think.

Looking at the crumbling filing cabinet, Huang Yong gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Let's fight, rush out!"

Five minutes later, the four men were fully armed, with books wrapped around their exposed skin and several layers of tape wrapped around their necks.

Zhao Han wore two layers of gloves and held two opened amulets. The other three used chairs, table legs and other things as weapons.

Finally, there was a loud bang, and the broken filing cabinet fell to the ground. Huang Yong saw the right moment and smashed Qian Jia's raised hands with a chair, shouting, "I'm sorry, brother!"

In a flash, Zhao Han jumped out from behind Huang Yong, stretched out his long arms, and stuck two amulets on Qian Jia's forehead.

There were several crackling explosions accompanied by sparks, and Qian Jia's body froze for a moment. Taking this opportunity, several people immediately rushed to the stairwell, and when they looked back, the sparks burned out, and Qian Jia climbed up again.

Huang Yong's eyes widened in shock, and he pushed Le Sheng's back, "Hurry up, he's up again!"

"Oh my god!!"

"Run!"

There were only two floors, and the four of them ran very fast and rushed to Yan Junge's office. Huang Yong rushed in last, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Qian Jia also running towards him.

"Close the door! Close the door!"

Almost at the moment the door closed, Qian Jia arrived and slammed his body against the door, causing it to shake.

Huang Yong and Zhao Han were holding the door, while Le Sheng and Chen Hao were rummaging around on the desk. They pulled open the drawer with force, and a palm-sized peach wood sword appeared.

"..." Le Sheng burst into tears, "He's so young, how can I do this!"

Chen Hao took the peach wood sword. He believed that Zhang Yiyan would not say anything without basis. Since he said it was possible, it must be possible. Looking at the peach wood sword, his eyes were firm, "I'll do it!"

"Well, then be careful!" Le Sheng took off his gloves and handed them to him, "Wear two layers, to be safe!"

"You wear it, I'm fine!"

Walking to the door, Chen Hao clenched the peach wood sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and nodded at Huang Yong and Zhao Han. The two looked at each other and nodded vigorously.

Then he stepped back, and almost instantly, the door was pushed open, revealing Qian Jia's pale and stiff face with blood foam on his cheeks. The sutures had long since torn, revealing rotten flesh and blood.

Chen Hao bent down to avoid the attack of the sharp claws, then thrust forward, pushing the peach wood sword from bottom to top, and the tip of the sword pierced the flesh.

Almost instantly, Qian Jia roared in pain, and white smoke rose from the wound as if it was boiling, choking the person so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

The three of them took a few steps back and looked at Qian Jia warily as he struggled in pain and waved his arms.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed one end of the peach wood sword, as if he wanted to pull it out. He did not let go even though his fingers were burned by the sword and were smoking.

Zhao Han shouted, "The stab wasn't deep enough, he's not dead yet!"

Chen Hao was shocked, "We can't let him pull it out!"

Just as the four of them were shocked, frightened and anxiously trying to find a solution, Qian Jia screamed in pain and fell to the ground with a bang!

The white smoke dissipated, and Zhang Tianyuan was standing behind him with a sword in his hand. Seeing the four people like that, he smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

When the four of them saw that it was him, they hugged each other excitedly and cried bitterly.

"Master, wow, wow, I thought we were going to die here!"

"Master arrived just in time, woooo ...

Seeing that they would probably continue crying for a while, Zhang Tianyuan squatted down to check Qian Jia's body. He saw the peach wood sword on his chest and pulled it out.

Almost instantly, the peach wood sword lengthened several times, and the tip of the sword turned black. He flicked the sword with his fingertips, shaking off the black air on it!

Seeing the peach wood sword getting longer, the four people stopped crying. They looked at each other and finally looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao touched his nose and said, "I didn't know this was retractable."

Le Sheng put his arm around his shoulders, saying, "You were really brave just now! So cool!"

"Yes! Haozi, thanks to you!" Huang Yong patted his shoulder and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he walked over to Zhang Tianyuan and asked about the situation, "My beloved disciple said you were in danger, so he asked me to come over and take a look!"

Huang Yong was grateful in his heart, Brother Zhang was indeed trying to find a way to save us!

He sighed and pointed at the person on the ground with an unpleasant expression, "Master, why would he suddenly do this!"

The person had been dead for such a long time, and suddenly came back to life and attacked them. If they hadn't been brave enough and had amulets, they would have been finished long ago!

Zhang Tianyuan pasted a few yellow talismans and took out a red rope to tie up Qian Jia's body. His movements were quick and deft. "There is someone behind the scenes controlling this. Take the body back to the morgue. Remember, do not move the yellow talisman and the red rope."

As he said that, he walked out. Huang Yong followed him for two steps and saw Zhang Tianyuan and Zhang Tianming standing in the corridor. The latter felt a little bit sorry when he saw the miserable appearance of them.

"Don't stay here for now. Come back with us tonight! If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow morning!"

Huang Yong was naturally more than happy to do so. The other three nodded in agreement, packed up the body simply, sent it back to the morgue, took the car keys, and followed them downstairs.

Zhang Tianming just hung up the phone, "Let's go, Yanyan and the others are on their way back!"

"Okay! Master, uncle, thank you for your help!" Huang Yong thanked them again and took Le Sheng, Chen Hao and Zhao Han into the car.

They arrived at the house where Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge were currently living with fear and trepidation. The four of them looked at each other, sat on the sofa, and were determined to wait for Zhang Yiyan to come back!

Zhang Tianming made some tea and brought it over. "I made this tea with ground pearl powder. Have a cup to calm you down!"