The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

On a desolate mountain road.

Two mages, one old and one young, dressed in tattered Taoist robes, walked in the dark night.

Behind them, there was a string of "people" strung together with straw ropes.

To be precise, there were six corpses wearing official uniforms of the previous dynasty.

There is one every one meter, and young apprentices are responsible for driving them away.

Instead of lighting the lantern in his hand, he rang a soul-calling bell.

"When Yin people go on the road, Yang people should avoid them. If there is a collision, all kinds of disasters will happen."

He walked and swayed, and the sound of the bronze bells echoed in the silent night.

The ringing of the bell is to alert night travelers and ask them to stay away.

It is also to allow families with dogs in the mountain villages to lock up their dogs in advance after hearing the sound.

Each of the corpses looked bloated, and the official uniforms they wore did not fit them well but seemed very loose.

They wore tall felt hats and had pieces of yellow paper with strange spells drawn on them on their foreheads, covering half of their faces.

Only his dead eyes and pale face were revealed, which looked particularly terrifying in the night.

"Xiao Gong, after we cross the bridge ahead, let's rest here for a while."

The middle-aged Taoist priest Wei Xiu turned around and gave instructions.

"Okay, Master!"

Apprentice Gong Fan responded, then turned around and shouted to the corpses, "Cross the bridge!"

The corpses actually jumped and crossed the stone bridge in front in order.

The master and disciple then found a place to sit down.

Master Wei Xiu took out an oil-paper bag from his arms.

When I opened it, I saw a golden and crispy roast chicken.

He skillfully cut the roast chicken in half and handed the chicken leg to Gong Fan.

Gong Fan swallowed his saliva, staring at the chicken leg, but he held back, wanting the chef to eat first.

Wei Xiu glanced at him, took a bite himself, and said with a smile, "Why are you standing there? Eat it too."

"Okay, master."

Gong Fan took the chicken leg and started to eat it impatiently.

After eating, he threw the chicken bones away.

"Mumble!"

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out in the night.

Gong Fan's face changed and he looked back vigilantly.

"Master, I seem to hear someone swallowing!"

"Stop being suspicious."

Wei Xiu waved his hands, nonchalantly.

Gong Fan was still worried, so he stood up and deliberately waved the chicken legs in front of each corpse. He stopped for a moment and observed carefully, but the corpses showed no reaction.

"Master, do you think zombies can swallow their saliva?" Gong Fan suddenly asked.

When Wei Xiu heard this, he frowned slightly, glared at Gong Fan, and said unhappily: "You kid, stop thinking about it all day long! Are you full?"

Gong Fan chuckled: "I'm full, I'm full."

"Once you're full, continue on your way. Don't dawdle." Wei Xiu stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and urged.

"Oh."

The master and disciple continued to move forward, and soon they arrived at a forest.

Gong Fan couldn't help but shudder and whispered to Wei Xiu: "Master, this place... has a very strong yin energy!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiu stopped and his eyes became deep.

He counted with his fingers, his brows gradually relaxed, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, this place is actually where the Yin meridians gather. It's a rare treasure land for raising corpses!"

After saying that, he counted with his fingers again, walked to an open space, stomped lightly with his feet, and found that the soil was unusually soft.

So he ordered: "This is the hole of the Yin meridian, bring the tools and dig it open."

When Gong Fan heard this, he immediately became excited.

He took out a small folding shovel from his backpack and began to dig hard.

After a while, the shovel hit something hard.

Gong Fan carefully dug up the surrounding soil, and a corpse covered with white hair suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The strong evil aura and corpse odor emanating from the corpse made Gong Fan's scalp tingle and his heart feel frightened.

What frightened him even more was that there were a few bits of green hair mixed in with the white hair.

"White zombie? No, it's a green zombie!"

“White zombie? No, this… this is a green zombie!” Wei Xiu’s eyes widened in surprise, his voice trembling a little, “Although it hasn’t fully formed yet, but judging from the posture, it will become a green zombie in time!”

There are seven types of zombies.

One is purple zombie.

This is the body of a recently dead person, with a pale purple body.

They cannot move freely and are an incomplete form of zombies.

The second is white zombie.

The corpse is covered with white hair, moves slowly, and is easy to deal with.

Because it is afraid of light, fire, water, chickens, dogs, and even people.

Unless their ferocity is aroused, they are not very threatening.

The third is green zombie.

The corpse gas emitted by the corpse and the zombie's body are both green.

Compared with white zombies, green zombies jump very fast and are not afraid of people or livestock, but are only afraid of sunlight.

Four is hairy stiffness.

The corpse was covered with thick hair, and its skin was rough and thick, as if it had skin of copper and bones of iron.

They are agile and can jump from roofs to trees and leap like the flying birds.

I began to no longer fear ordinary fire, or even sunlight.

Five is the flying zombie.

As the name suggests, a flying zombie is a zombie that can fly.

Generally, these zombies have been practicing for thousands of years, and are extremely powerful.

Not only are they not afraid of the sun and swords, some of them even retain memories of their past lives and can use magic, making it impossible for ordinary Taoists to subdue them.

Six is ​​the wandering corpse.

They are like wandering ghosts, migrating with the moon and the seasons, having no fixed place to live and are mysterious and unpredictable.

Seven is a hidden corpse.

It has remained incorruptible for thousands of years and its strength is unmatched.

Eight is that bones do not dissolve.

After a person dies, some parts of the body remain unchanged due to the infusion of spirit. These bones are called "undecayed bones".

Its color is as black as a rock. If it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time, it will bring disaster to the world.

The highest level is the level of not dissolving bones.

When one reaches the level of undissolving bones, he already possesses the intelligence of an adult, can speak, and may even become smarter than humans.

If one can avoid the disasters of thunder and fire from heaven and earth, he can transform into the highest level of zombie, which is "Hanba"!

But, how easy is it to cause thunder and lightning on the earth?

Throughout history, few zombies have been able to become the Demon of Han.

"I didn't expect that I would have such an unexpected gain when I came to Kyoto City to chase corpses."

Wei Xiu chuckled and reached out to dig up the soil next to the corpse and dig it out of the pit.

At this moment, the corpse's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a hint of spirit!

Those eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, making the master and disciple feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar!

"Damn it, how can this zombie be intelligent?"

Wei Xiu's face suddenly changed, and he shook the Soul-Catching Bell in his hand wildly, trying to tame the restless white zombie.

However, the white zombie suddenly jumped out of the pit.

He stretched out his arms, his fingernails sharp and black, and pounced towards Wei Xiu.

Seeing that the soul-catching bell didn't work, Wei Xiu made a prompt decision and quickly grabbed two handfuls of glutinous rice from the bag on his waist and sprinkled them at the white zombie like flowers from heaven.

There was a burst of intense crackling sounds and the glutinous rice exploded.

The white zombie was forced to retreat again and again by this sudden attack.

Seeing that Wei Xiu was difficult to deal with, it changed direction and pounced on Gong Fan who was standing nearby.

Gong Fan was shocked when he saw this and ran away.

"Don't be so violent, you evil creature!"

Wei Xiu shouted angrily, took out another handful of glutinous rice and threw it hard at the white zombie.

The glutinous rice exploded in the air, sparks flew everywhere, and the white zombie was repelled again.

"Roar--"

The white zombie let out a deafening roar and opened its mouth to spit out a large amount of white mist.

There were some green spots in the mist, which made it look particularly strange.