Wang Liang decided that in order to obtain the inheritance gravel, he would help the Lin family kill Old Mrs. Lin who turned into a zombie tonight...and then return to the inn early to prove something to the cat-eared lady, and prove it with actions.
The method is quite simple, just stay at Lin's house tonight and wait for Mrs. Lin to show up.
Because most zombies have not developed their intelligence, their activities will follow the habits they had during their lifetime.
It will subconsciously walk on the path it took when it was alive, and will often return to places it was familiar with during its lifetime.
This place is often its home before death.
During the day, zombies are afraid of light and will not appear easily. They will only come out and move at night.
The Lin family naturally welcomed the arrival of Wang Liang, a cultivator.
Although their family also has people who have hired cultivators to live in their homes for a long time, the family offerings, qualifications, and cultivation levels in such a small county are very low.
Basically, they are the kind of people who can't enter the Immortal Sect and can't be favored by big families, so they stay in this small county and look after the homes and homes of wealthy people.
For example, in the Lin family, there is a worshiper from the Qi Refining Realm. If he had not taken timely action in the past few times, the entire Lin family would have been bitten to death by the old Mrs. Lin who turned into a zombie.
Only in the past few times, this worshiper had fought with zombies, and although he was not at a disadvantage, he could not gain the upper hand, and he repeatedly allowed Mrs. Lin to escape.
It is precisely because of this that the Lin family had to spend a lot of money and offer large rewards to other cultivators to help solve this matter.
As soon as Wang Liang entered the door of Lin's house, he met the worshipper.
He looks between thirty and forty years old, lean, has two goatees on his face, and has a cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi refining.
The worshiper looked at him with clearly hostile eyes. There was nothing he could do about it. In a small county like this, being a cultivator (low-level cultivator) was a profession. The so-called colleagues were enemies.
Moreover, the worshiper stepped forward and said to Mr. Lin: "Sir, there is actually no need to spend money to hire other practitioners."
"I failed several times before because I was not prepared enough, but this time I have made enough preparations and I will succeed immediately!"
The worshiper spoke very confidently, but Mr. Lin disagreed;
"You have said the same thing a few times before...and having one more cultivator in charge will give you more protection."
"What's more, I have already invited Master Wang Xian into my home, so there is no reason to invite them away again, so there is no need to say more about how to offer sacrifices."
He Zongfeng was still unwilling to give up. He glanced at Wang Liang with his extremely weak spiritual consciousness, and then said with a smile;
"It's just the same sixth level of Qi refining as me. If I can't do it after all the preparations, it's even less likely that he can do it."
Hearing what He Chongfeng said, Mr. Lin hesitated a little.
'You won't spend so much money, why don't you just hire a half-hearted cultivator?'
Wang Liang saw what they were thinking, but he didn't expose it, he just said with a smile;
"How about this? When the zombies show up, let this He worship him first."
"If it works, I don't need to take action. Afterwards, I only need one of the things Mr. Lin put out before."
"If it doesn't work, I'll help you again, and I'll ask for your understanding."
The reason why Wang Liang said this was because the purpose of his trip was just the inheritance rubble, and nothing else mattered.
After all, he is a man with an entire dynasty's wealth, and the Lin family's compensation is really not something that Wang Liang can appreciate.
When Mr. Lin heard this, he immediately agreed. He was overjoyed, because with such a condition, he would not lose any money no matter what.
He Chongfeng's face became solemn, because if this happened, it would be equivalent to saving the master a lot of money.
But if it fails, I will be equivalent to causing the master to lose a lot of money, which is not a small thing.
But he was really confident in his preparations, and how could he be timid in front of his peers, so he nodded and agreed.
As late at night approached, He Zongfeng showed off all the things he had prepared, and introduced to Mr. Lin in a somewhat ostentatious manner;
"Master, you don't have to worry at all tonight, just look at the goalkeeping formation I have carefully prepared."
"I made a simple modification here at the door and installed two gates. As long as Mrs. Lin breaks in tonight, I will immediately close them."
"In this way, Old Mrs. Lin can be trapped inside, and I have filled the inside of the two gates with fire and thunder talismans."
"When the time comes, hundreds of talismans will explode, and the sky will burst into flames with thunder and fire. I will save your old lady's body without any trace, hahaha..."
After hearing this, Mr. Lin's face became gloomy, he just snorted and walked away.
He Chongfeng still felt strange and scratched his head; "Huh? Why don't you praise me? You don't seem too happy?"
Wang Liang on the side looked at him as if he were a fool, patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely;
"Behave well later, otherwise I'm afraid that with your IQ, you will starve to death on the streets after being driven away by the Lin family."
He Chongfeng thought Wang Liang was mocking him, and just as he was about to retort, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It's not the sound of normal footsteps, it's the sound of heavy jumping. It's the unique sound of zombies advancing!
He Chongfeng had no time to quarrel with Wang Liang and said loudly: "It's coming, it's coming, get ready to open the door!"
Bang!
Following another heavy footsteps, Old Mrs. Lin's figure appeared.
It was wearing the robe it had worn before it died, its brocade was in tatters, and its skin was rotten and dark, completely unrecognizable from its appearance before birth.
At this time, even the children and grandchildren who loved him the most during his lifetime did not dare to take another look at it.
Bang!
Another step, it jumped between two gates!
"Pull the switch!" He Chongfeng shouted, and a servant from above cut off the rope.
Boom—bang, bang!
There were two heavy sounds of boulders falling to the ground, and two heavy gates fell one after another.
"Ouch——!"
Although the trapped zombie didn't have much intelligence, he still let out an angry roar when encountering this situation.
He Zongfeng heard this roar and happily pulled Master Lin: "Haha, Master, I'm right, I will definitely succeed this time."
"Now that your mother has fallen into my trap, it must be stupid. Let me give it another stimulus."
With that said, He Chongfeng took out his fingers and activated the hundreds of talismans attached to the inside of the gate.
With a bang, the gate suddenly burst into flames, thunder and lightning burst out, and raging flames even burst out from the gaps.
"Ouch——!"
The roar of the zombies became stronger, full of pain and misery.
"Your mother is burned in there! Your mother is burned in there!"
Seeing that the plan was going well, He Chongfeng was overjoyed; "Master, listen, how miserable it screams!"
Mr. Lin's lips trembled with anger, and he pointed at the offering, but didn't say a word for a long time.
I really don’t know where to start…
The fire and thunder lasted for a long time, but the screams inside were still endless.
"Hey, that doesn't make sense..." He Zongfeng couldn't help but mutter and looked at Mr. Lin; "Master, why isn't your mother still dead..."
