Chapter 37: Let’s go

The sound echoed in the closed warehouse, so piercing that we all turned our heads at the same time, almost like cats that have been scared into a hair-raising frenzy, and all shouted at once: “Who is it?”

Who, who… Such a voice echoed in the warehouse, but there was no response, leaving everyone uncertain.

I took a deep breath and said, “I suggest that we don’t split up from now on. I feel very dangerous. I’m afraid that we won’t be able to get out of this warehouse tonight.”

Everyone was silent. Zhao Hong, who had been crouching on the ground to investigate the zombie, stood up and said to me with a displeased look on his face, “Chengyi, you said this was a zombie, but I don’t agree. I…”

“What’s going on?” I was about to continue exploring the warehouse, but I didn’t expect Zhao Hong to suddenly interrupt at this time and say this. It made me frown slightly. If it wasn’t a zombie, what else could it be?

“Chengyi, according to what you said, a zombie should be a corpse that has met certain conditions! But I can tell you responsibly that the time of death of the guy in front of us should have just been now!” Zhao Hong’s face was getting uglier and uglier.

“What did you say?” I suddenly widened my eyes. Obviously, I couldn’t believe this fact. What does it mean that the time of death was just now? Does that mean that we just killed it?

“No, it’s impossible. Zhao Hong, where does it look human? In your concept, is there a situation where a person is shot and not injured?” This time it wasn’t me who refuted Zhao Hong, but Lao Hui, who also didn’t accept the result.

“I don’t know what your definition of death is. I studied forensic medicine and can preliminarily determine the time of death of a person. If you don’t believe me, we can perform a more detailed autopsy to prove it! I don’t know what exactly happened to it. Its muscle tissue may have become zombie-like, but some of its internal organs…” As he spoke, Zhao Hong pointed to a gaping wound on the corpse, which was caused by a peach wood nail being driven in and then pulled out.

Because the corpse itself is incredibly thin, the internal organs are naturally clearly visible. At least in my eyes, I saw the internal organs at a glance, which were still bright red. I was afraid that without the common sense of a forensic doctor, looking at the internal organs, I would also think that the corpse had just died recently.

How could this be? I suddenly had a very bad association. I patted my head in pain, trying hard not to associate it. Really, I can’t think of it…

But Zhao Hong was still telling others about it, pointing to the wound on his head and the brain matter that had oozed out to tell others that this was proof. My head was buzzing, like the old village chief’s zombie, the living man resurrected, the corpse at the bottom of the river, the purple plants, the eyes that suddenly opened, the back of Shengge leaving, the person who fired a warning shot at the Black Rock Miao Village…

No, my breathing changed. Lao Hui walked back to me and said, “Chengyi, this corpse needs to be taken out and handed over to the department. I’m afraid we’re not the ones who…”

“Shut up!” I suddenly yelled, but I was thinking to myself that I would never forgive him. But who would I forgive? My heart was aching! It hurt so much. On that day in the deserted village, the wind was blowing, and in the wind was a woman with a face as tough as the unyielding grass. She said to me, “I’m waiting for him. He’s the father of the child.”

Sister-in-law Jingyi…

My lips were trembling. I didn’t know how to explain all this to the people who were now staring at me in disbelief, but I didn’t have to. There was a muffled sound, as if a pile of cotton bales had fallen to the ground.

The warehouse began to echo with the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the sound of countless people shouting “ho, ho…” could be heard. More and more cotton bales fell to the ground, and I didn’t turn around, but the muscles on my back began to tighten and stiffen…

All eyes were fixed on my back. Zhao Hong gave a pale cry: “Chengyi…”

Time seemed to have stopped at that moment, and even my turning around became a slow motion. My eyes almost unconsciously looked at one, two, three, five, ten… many zombie figures reflected in my black eyes.

At that moment, my mind went blank!

I clenched my fists, and my fingernails dug into the flesh of my palms, causing them to hurt. I yelled, “Xiao Bei, draw the combined attack formation. I’ll be the main formation. Huigen, Zhao Hong, hold them back. Don’t let them get too close.”

Xiaobei didn’t say a word, immediately took out a box of cinnabar and a special pen, and began to get busy. His hands were steady and powerful, and he didn’t have a hint of expression. No one knew whether he was extremely nervous or really calm.

At this time, Qiangzi said, “Brother, I can use witchcraft to help you. It’s very useful.”

It was rare for Qiangzi to volunteer, so I nodded without saying a word. At the moment of battle, what we needed was the greatest strength of each person!

Qiangzi took out a bone staff and began to chant strange incantations, and he moved around strangely. This scene was so familiar, as if I had seen Gao Ning before…

I thought to myself, “People always think that Taoist priests are like gods, but in reality, is that really what a real Taoist priest is like? The real casting of spells is like dancing with the gods, and the inheritance of witchcraft is accepted…

Over there, Huigen didn’t say a word, took off his shirt, made a hand gesture, mumbled to himself, and his muscles tightened and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. After he finished making the gesture, he spat out a word: “Power!”

I don’t really understand the secret methods of Buddhism, especially the eclectic methods that Master Hui learned. In his words, the monks of his school were like rare flowers, without any particular family background. As long as it was a secret method of Buddhism, they would always learn it.

But I understand that Hui Gen’er’s move should be the “Great Power Vajra” technique.

At this moment, Zhao Hong finally showed his qualities as an agent. He twisted his neck, jumped up and down a few times, clenched his fists, and then took out his pistol and rushed out.

I know I shouldn’t think too much, but when it comes to life and death, I naturally become a loner! My thoughts will be all over the place. At this moment, I still wonder if Zhao Hong has seen too many Bruce Lee movies and has learned all of his moves.

Yuan Yi came over and paused for a moment as he passed me, saying, “Chengyi, I’ve been injured in my soul, so my skills are not as good as before. You know I’m a person who doesn’t accept fate. I can’t lose my grandfather’s honor, so I’ve been working hard to train myself. A strong body is the only way to have a strong soul, even though it’s hard. But now I’m very powerful. Chen Chengyi, do you dare to fight me and see who hits more zombies?

Five years ago, when Yuan Yi discovered that his soul had been damaged and that it was difficult to make progress in his inner strength, he began to train his body frantically, that is, to practice martial arts. At this moment, his face and the proud, arrogant, yet heroic him from the deserted village many years ago finally became one.

I used to think that Yuan Yi had become peaceful and indifferent, but it turns out that he is still the same person at heart!

Looking at Yuan Yi, I felt a surge of courage and shouted, “Good!”

At this time, Gao Ning was assisting Xiao Bei in drawing the formation, while Lao Hui was scratching his messy hair. He still had the same lazy expression, but he took out a sword from a yellow cloth bag attached to his pants. The shape was like a kitchen knife, very sharp , with the sacred name of one of the Three Primes, Taishang Laojun, inscribed on it. It is a knife full of positive energy and evil spirits. You should know that there are several styles of shidao. Choosing this style, which is between a magic sword and a kitchen knife, is itself radical and full of evil spirits.

“Chengyi, actually I have another dream. If I can’t be a racer, I want to be a gangster. I would be a cool guy if I were to cut people on the street. Unfortunately, I’m a fucking Taoist.” Lao Hui said this to me.

I laughed heartily. In less than a minute, everyone was ready for battle. Without a hint of hesitation, what else could I do? I shouted, “Let’s go!”

It was like a 100-meter race, we were competing to see who could run faster. In the end, it was my master who gave me a good foundation. Although I didn’t have his light-body kung fu, who was I afraid of when it came to running?

So, I was the first to rush to the monsters, or perhaps they should be called the living dead, in front of me! I had no weapons, only my fists. I roared and slammed one of the living dead who had pounced on me, and then slammed my fist into another living dead…

It felt no different from hitting a wall. The blow made my whole fist start to hurt!

More and more cotton bags fell to the ground. With the bright warehouse lights, I saw that there were iron cages behind the cotton bags. The iron cages were not locked at all, and at the top of the iron cages, there seemed to be something. I didn’t look closely, and there was no time to look closely!

There were probably dozens of living dead in the warehouse, and I didn’t have time to take a closer look!