Chapter 65: Zongzi, Don't Come Over

  It was a completely instinctive reaction, so intuitive that there was no hesitation at all. She shouted out loud. After shouting, she suddenly felt a strange whistling sound in her ears, and then the sound of "whooshing" kept ringing out.

  Cheng Zihan quietly opened her eyes, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but bend down and start vomiting loudly.

  Corpses, so many corpses, all of which had rotted to the point where their original appearance could no longer be seen. Maggots fell from them as they moved, some with eyeballs missing, some without half a head, some without hands or feet, just like she had imagined earlier!

  Originally didn't eat anything, Cheng Zihan now feels like everything in her stomach has been vomited out, even wanting to vomit out her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

  In front of her, Zhang Zhong seemed like a god of death from hell, his black gold ancient knife constantly swinging, cutting the corpses that kept approaching into even smaller pieces.

  This guy must be sent by heaven to tease her!

  Cheng Zihan wanted to cry but had no tears. She really wanted to abandon Zhang Zhuang and run away by herself, but all around her were corpses, countless corpses. It was as if she had fallen into an ocean of corpses. No matter how hard Zhang Zhuang tried to kill them, he couldn't finish them off.

  Cheng Zihan felt her legs go weak and her eyes dizzy, and she fell back onto the bloody ground with a thud.

  At this time, Mang Cang's voice rang out in her mind, "Zi Han, don't sit! There are corpse worms in the blood water below! They will penetrate your body through your pores and erode your body!"

  Cheng Zihan's legs didn't feel soft anymore, and she immediately jumped up, jumping out a good distance. However, just as she let out a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt like there was a blowing sound by her ear. Turning her head to look, she almost got scared out of her wits.

  Next to her ear, a corpse with an eyeball hanging down and its face sagging was staring at her with an eerie gaze. Cheng Zihang could feel the corpse's mouth corners slightly curled up, as if smiling, and she heard the eerie sound of bones rubbing against each other, almost making her faint.

  But she doesn't dare faint now, if she really faints, she's afraid that the corpses swarming behind will tear her apart and eat her.

  It's too late to retreat now, and the bodies are everywhere, in front of and behind her. Cheng Zihan feels like she has entered a pit of ten thousand people, with countless corpses suddenly coming back to life and rushing towards her. The air is filled with a foul stench that makes her want to vomit.

  She quickly bit her finger and drew a blood-colored rune in the air with her hand, which was what Fa Hai had taught her before, but she never had the chance to use it.

  The spell was not yet complete, but the corpses around him suddenly lifted their heads and looked towards Cheng Zihuan, directly ignoring Zhang Zheng's repeated rushes towards Cheng Zihuan.

  Cheng Zihan was anxious in her heart, but her hands were still slowly drawing that talisman.

  Zhang Zhēng hastily went over and stood beside her, waving the black gold ancient knife in his hand. His face was covered with blood at this time, and his black clothes were also stained with all kinds of blood and flesh.

  The number of corpses on the ground was increasing, but they were not afraid of killing at all. Even if they were killed by the Black Gold Ancient Sword, they would quickly recover and crawl over again.

  The corpses seemed endless, more and more of them pouring in from all directions.

  Cheng Zihan knew that this was a life-and-death moment, and absolutely no mistakes could be made. Otherwise, even if Zhang Zheng was the most powerful person, he couldn't guarantee their safe retreat.

  Just as the rune was about to be completed, Cheng Zihang had just let out a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a sharp roar coming from the depths.

  A deep fear suddenly rose in her heart, the symbol was only one stroke away from completion, but she couldn't draw it because her power wasn't enough.

  In a hurry, but suddenly saw Zhang Zhuo use the black gold ancient knife to cut his finger, and then his strange index finger drew a symbol in mid-air, which coincided with the symbol drawn by Cheng Zihuan, forming a strange symbol in mid-air. The surrounding golden light was magnificent, all the corpses covered their heads in pain, letting out mournful cries that cracked their lungs.

  Cheng Zihan felt the churning in her stomach grow even more intense, as she watched the corpses being compressed by the golden light of the runes, slowly turning into a thick, black liquid that eventually seeped into the ground, making the stench in the air even more pungent.

  "Quickly!" Zhang Zhuang suddenly pulled over Cheng Zihan and dragged her forward quickly.

  Cheng Zihan has completely lost her own opinions and can only follow Zhang Zheng's lead.

  All along the way, you can see the gradually melting corpses, and Cheng Zihang feels that he has already been stimulated to numbness.

  It seemed as if there were gusts of wind blowing around, and occasionally water droplets fell on her face. The icy and sticky sensation made Cheng Zihang feel stiff all over and didn't dare to move.

  Finally, a bright light appeared in front of him, and Cheng Zihan had just let out a breath when he clearly felt Zhang Zhong's footsteps come to a stop.

  She looked at Zhang Zhong with a puzzled expression, and under the dim light, she could only see his thin lips pursed, and in his eyes, there was a hint of solemnity.

  Cheng Zihan looked ahead, this should be the location of the tomb chamber. Three coffins were suspended in mid-air, hung by huge chains. Below was a blood pool, the blood of the corpses they had just killed, which was now gathering from all directions, emitting waves of foul odor.

  Zhang Zhong suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Cheng Zihang away, "Go!"

  Cheng Zihan was pushed back several steps and bumped into the stone wall, but she didn't know why Zhang Zheng wanted her to leave.

  Just as he was hesitating, the tomb chamber suddenly shook violently. Cheng Zihans foot slipped and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he managed to grab onto a nearby stone wall in time, avoiding a fall.

  There were continuous small stones falling around, Cheng Zihans felt the wall was sticky and wet when she touched it. She quickly pulled back her hand and looked down to find her hands full of blood.

  She hastily ran back to Zhang Zhuo's side, only to see him staring unwaveringly at the coffin in front of him. Her gaze also shifted over with his.

  The coffin was shaking violently at this time, the iron chain suspending the coffin made a loud noise, and the blood in the blood pool below was also rolling constantly. Such a situation seemed like some kind of huge monster was about to come out.

  Cheng Zihan felt inexplicably uneasy.

  Zhang Zhong didn't care about her anymore, gripping the black gold ancient knife tightly in his hand, he walked forward.

  He looked around, but there was nothing to borrow strength from to jump to the position of the coffin. He suddenly bit his finger and dripped a few drops of blood into the blood pool below. The blood pool, which had been rolling all along, suddenly calmed down.

  Cheng Zihan faintly heard a low sobbing sound, as if some dormant creature was about to wake up.

  Looking at Zhang Zhuang, he had already walked to the opposite side of the blood pool. The black gold ancient knife in his hand made a stroke on the stone wall and then borrowed force to kick against the stone wall and climb up. Soon, he climbed to mid-air and grabbed the iron chain tied to the coffin with one hand. With both feet exerting force, his body drew a beautiful arc in mid-air before stably hanging from the iron chain.

  He grasped the iron chain tightly with both hands, furrowed his brow, and then slowly moved his body.

  Cheng Zihan watched Zhang Zhuang's movements, and her heart was hanging in her throat.

  That iron chain must be somewhat strange, otherwise Zhang Zhong wouldn't have frowned.

  He slowly moved to the middle coffin, his feet firmly on it, and the black gold ancient knife in his hand stabbed into the coffin without any hesitation.

  "Ahhh——" A terrifying roar suddenly came from inside the coffin, and the coffin shook even more violently. Soon, a sound of gears turning was heard, and the coffin slowly descended. Cheng Zihans heart was also hanging in her throat as she stared fixedly at the descending coffin, finally understanding why Zhang Zhuo had frowned just now.

  His hands were now lacerated and bruised, apparently injured when they came into contact with the iron chain.

  Cheng Zihan looked at the iron chain, which was about as thick as her wrist. Four iron chains were intertwined together, tightly binding the coffin in the middle and hanging it in mid-air.

  The black iron chain can't see what material it is, but the coffin is made of high-quality golden nanmu wood. It seems that the owner of this coffin was not simple in his lifetime.

  Zhang Zhong's face was solemn, his hands tightly grasping the black gold ancient sword, once again stabbing into the coffin.

  The coffin shook twice this time, without making any sound.

  Zhang Zhong continued to raise the black gold ancient sword and stabbed several times in a row.

  Cheng Zihan stared intently, suddenly she felt the ground tremble slightly, just as she thought it was strange in her heart, she saw the lid of Zhang Zheng's coffin flying out, and Zhang Zheng also flew out with it. In the end, he grabbed an iron chain and didn't fall into the blood pool.

  "Zhang Zhuang." Cheng Zihan hastily called out, just wanting to go over, when she saw a hand sticking out from inside the coffin.

  Those hands were extremely white and delicate, with fingernails about twenty centimeters long, shiny and intimidating.

  When she saw this hand appear, a sense of unease rose up in Cheng Zihan's heart.

  A loud voice came at the right time, "Cheng Zihan, hurry up!"

  Cheng Zihan hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Zheng, his situation seemed to be not very good, she couldn't leave him behind and run away by herself.

  She suddenly took a few steps forward, picked up the black gold ancient knife that Zhang Zhuo had dropped on the ground, and stabbed it fiercely towards the back of his hand.

  "Ahh!" A miserable cry rang out, and Cheng Zihan only felt that his body was shaken by a very powerful force and flew out.

  Zhang Zhēng had by now regained his composure, and with a steady hand, he released the iron chains and landed firmly on the ground. His apathetic eyes glanced at Cheng Zihán, then once again bit into his own finger, drawing an unusual symbol in mid-air while making a strange sound, "Mō".

  Cheng Zihan has already climbed up, and her whole body's bones seem to be in aching disarray.

  The thing in the coffin had sat up, and Cheng Zihuan finally saw his opponent's face clearly.

  It's actually a man.

  Wearing a golden armor suit, with a helmet on his head, only revealing a pair of eyes without any temperature.

  He first gave Cheng Zihuan a cold look, saw the black gold ancient knife in her hand, and his eyes narrowed. A terrible aura burst out from his body, directly blasting Cheng Zihuan flying again.

  "Pffft" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Cheng Zihuan had just come back to her senses and hadn't yet steadied herself when she suddenly felt a strong gust of wind sweeping towards her. She lifted her head in terror, and saw that the person shining with golden light was flying towards her, his hands thrust straight at the position of her heart.

  "Zi Han, be careful!" Mang Cang shouted loudly. Zi Han only felt a gentle force pulling her away from where she was originally standing. When she came to, she had already been pulled out of the graveyard.

  "Wild, how did you bring me out?" Cheng Zihan asked somewhat anxiously.

  Mang Cang's face looked a bit unsightly at this time, he glanced at Cheng Zihuan, "If I don't take you out, I'm afraid both you and Zhang Zheng will die in there. Don't worry, Zhang Zheng won't die."

  Although Mo Meng guaranteed that, Cheng Zihan still had some worries. The location that came out was no longer the location where he just entered, and this place also belonged to the range of Lao Ya Mountain. The surrounding area was empty, and there were no weeds or trees, it was a platform that stretched out horizontally on the mountain waist.

  Cheng Zihan looked down at the foot of the mountain, and it was already afternoon. The sun was shining brightly, and from here, she could see a rainbow stretching across the pond below, so beautiful that it made her heart drunk.

  At this time, she was extremely exhausted. From getting up in the morning until now, she hadn't eaten anything and had suffered a great shock. Now that she had finally escaped danger, her heart still worried about Zhang Zhuo's safety. The many emotions mixed together made Cheng Zihuan feel like she was completely exhausted.

  At this time, the entire mountain suddenly shook violently, her feet were empty, and she rolled down the mountain.

  "Zi Han? Zi Han? Zi Han?" A gentle and familiar voice kept echoing in her ears, Cheng Zi Han felt a bit dizzy, her whole body was soft and mushy. She really wanted to open her eyes to see who was calling her, but her eyelids were heavy, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them.

  That voice was still there, she felt herself in a very warm embrace, that feeling was very comfortable and at ease, so she let herself lean into the embrace with great peace of mind, and fell fast asleep.

  When she woke up again, the warm sunlight poured in through the window, and Cheng Zihan squinted her eyes to look at the familiar window frame. Was this... home?

  She sat up abruptly, there was no one in the room, a familiar smell, it was indeed her room.

  She hastily got out of bed, rushed out of the room, and there was no one in the house. Cheng Hai and Li Lan should have gone to work, and Cheng Zixi was not at home either. The big empty house made Cheng Zihan feel very unreal.

  Her head still hurt a bit, she reached out and touched her own head, only to find that there was a bandage wrapped around it, apparently she had been injured.

  What happened after all? Why can't she remember anything at all?

  At this time, the knocking sound started, waking up Cheng Zihang from his meditation. He walked towards the door and opened it, and the bright sunlight poured down, shining on the person at the door, making him look as if he was coated with a layer of golden light, and if he had a pair of wings on his back, he would probably be an angel.

  "Han Yi?" The person at the door, Cheng Zihuan, was not unfamiliar with that pale-faced but always warmly smiling young man.

  Han Yi reached out and rubbed Cheng Zihan's head, "Zihan, are you awake?"

  Cheng Zihan nodded, "You're back?"

  It seems like Hanyi has left for Jing City and won't be back so soon.

  Han Yi nodded, "En, back."

  Cheng Zihan led Han Yi into the house and invited him to sit down.

  "Are you okay?" Looking at Cheng Zihan who seemed to be fine, Han Yi still asked with concern.

  Cheng Zihan looked up at Han Yi with a puzzled expression, furrowing her brow. "I...seem to have forgotten some things."

  There was a blank in her memory, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall what it was that she had forgotten.

  Han Yi glanced at Cheng Zihan and smiled warmly again, "Forget it if you've forgotten."

  He still remembered that day when he found her on the mountain, she was covered in blood, and at that moment, he was so scared that his breathing almost stopped.

  After returning, she was in a coma for seven days.

  But since she has already forgotten what happened at that time, Han Yi won't remind her either, guessing it wasn't a very good memory.

  "En." Cheng Zihan nodded, poured a cup of tea for Han Yi, and also poured one for himself. He held the tea and watched the steaming hot air, but his mind was still thinking about what had happened.

  The greenhouse has been built, although it is still far from modern standards, but at least it provides much more security than open-field cultivation.

  Cheng Zihan's previously planted flowers have also grown out, a lush and vibrant patch, full of vitality.

  The plantation has now reached a certain scale, thanks to the Tian Can Ling liquid. The transplanted trees basically don't need any time to adapt to their new growth environment, with a survival rate of 100% and growing exceptionally well. It's estimated that even in their original growth environment, they may not have grown as well as this.

  Cheng Zihan is now walking with Han Yi between the trees, and the growth of the trees is much better than Cheng Zihan expected.

  "Now that the plantation has taken shape, it's time to open up the market." Cheng Zihan said gently, stroking the centuries-old yellow flower pear tree.

  "I don't know why, but since it's already Chapter 67, let's just consider it as giving them some holiday money." Cheng Zihan said to Cheng Hai.

  Cheng Hai nodded and went straight into the city.

  At night, none of them went back to have dinner. Cheng Zixi was also picked up and they found a restaurant in Wangcheng. All the employees of the plantation came, over 100 people occupied the entire restaurant, opening 11 tables.

  Han Yi was also seated and sat next to Cheng Zihan.

  "Dad, our nursery business will get better and better after this." Cheng Zihan said with a smile to Cheng Hai.

  Cheng Hai nodded, "En, this time's client was brought back by you, what reward do you want?"

  Cheng Zihan smiled upon hearing this, "I'm going to attend Wangcheng Middle School in September, I want to buy a bicycle."

  Cheng Hai nodded without saying a word, "Alright, I'll buy it. I'll go get it for you tomorrow."

  After eating, I went home.

  "What has it become now?" Han Yi had never had the chance to ask Cheng Ziheng, until they returned to the village, and finally got the opportunity to ask.

  Cheng Zihan smiled and said, "Someone bought peony seedlings from us for 10,000 yuan per plant."

  "Is it a peony seedling in the greenhouse?" Han Yi asked with furrowed eyebrows.

  Cheng Zihan nodded, "What's wrong?"

  "You're selling it too cheaply, that peony seedling of yours should be at least 50,000 yuan, I think he'll definitely come back and place a large order with you again." Han Yi explained to Cheng Zihuan with a bitter smile.

  "Is it that expensive?" She had thought that peony flowers were always quite pricey, especially the high-end varieties. But selling a flower seedling for 10,000 yuan was already very expensive in her opinion. Now, after hearing Han Yi's words, she realized that she might have been too narrow-minded.

  "Of course. The one you planted should be the mutated 'First Case Red', worth a fortune. I saw the peony seedlings in your greenhouse, and once they grow up, I estimate that each plant will produce eighteen flowers, with each flower having a different color. Such a variety is hard to come by in this world, you've really made a killing.

  Han Yi had always liked flowers and plants, so he was naturally more familiar with them than Cheng Zihuan."

  "Really?" Cheng Zihan thought she had made a profit, but unexpectedly, after hearing Han Yi say this, she actually lost out.

  If Qin Hongtao comes to buy flower seedlings again in the future, I won't sell them to him no matter what.

  But if the seedlings are not sold, should they wait until the seedlings grow up and become a plant before selling them?

  This way, more land is needed, and there are at least one million flower seedlings in the greenhouse, all of which need to be transplanted out. How much land will that require?

  Cheng Zihan felt a headache, thinking that she had lost tens of millions today, her mood became very bad. She even viciously cursed Qin Hongtao, hoping that the 100 seedlings he bought back would wither to one-third, or even one-fifth, making him feel painful and letting him cheat himself!

  "Alright, next time don't casually sell flowers. For the floristry part, I'll help you contact buyers. I know many people and they give me face, so they definitely won't dare to cheat me or inflate prices, so there's no need to worry about being cheated." Han Yi couldn't help but laugh at Cheng Zihan's pitiful appearance.

  Cheng Zihan gave him a cold glance, and this heartless person still dared to smile.

  But Han Yi was willing to introduce clients to her, which would be the best outcome.

  "I'll be waiting for the big client you're going to introduce then." Cheng Zihan smiled at Han Yi and stretched her arms, it was already pitch black outside, she said goodbye to Han Yi and headed home first.

  As he watched Cheng Zihan's back view jumping and jumping, Han Yi revealed a doting smile, then turned around and returned to his own room.

  At night, she still enters the Tree Spirit Space to cultivate. Now, Cheng Zihuan can clearly feel that her body is filled with power, but Mang Cang says that she is still very weak and the accumulation of spiritual energy in her body is still a bit short, so for now, she cannot break free from the shackles of her physical body and make a bigger breakthrough.

  He let out a mouthful of turbid air, and Cheng Zihan finally opened his eyes. The feeling that he was about to break through was very clear, but it still lacked a little catalyst.

  At this time, Mang Cang suddenly appeared and said to Cheng Zihan: "Zihan, don't quit your practice, continue to sit cross-legged and breathe out, I estimate that in three more hours, you can break through!"

  Cheng Zihan heard this and hastily sat cross-legged, continuing into a meditative state.

  She could feel the swirling air currents around her, forming small whirlwinds, visible spiritual energy gathering around her body, slowly seeping into her body through her pores. Cheng Zihan felt like her body was about to burst, under the influence of the spiritual energy, all her blood vessels ruptured, and fresh blood gushed out, instantly dyeing her a bloody person.

  Mangcang watched anxiously by the side, Cheng Zihans current situation is extremely critical, once subjected to any external stimulation, it is likely to go crazy, lightly injured, severely dead.

  He hastily set up a boundary around him, not allowing anyone to come and disturb Cheng Zihans cultivation at this time.

  A gurgling sound kept rising, that was the sound of Cheng Zihan's blood vessels bursting, and the ground had already been stained with fresh blood.

  The Tian Can, who had been sleeping soundly while advancing in rank, suddenly twitched his nose and slowly opened his eyes. He smelled a very familiar and pleasant smell that woke him up from his deep sleep.

  He crawled in the direction where Cheng Zihan was, and from a distance, he saw that Cheng Zihan had become a bloody person. His heart couldn't help but feel anxious, just thinking of going over, when Mang Huang blocked his way, "If you don't want her to die, then don't go over!"

  Tian Can stopped in his tracks and looked at Cheng Ziheng from afar, still feeling anxious in his heart.

  Time passed minute by minute, second by second, and Cheng Zihan's whole person fell into a coma, but the cultivation seal on his hand did not loosen.

  The blood flowing out of her had already dyed the entire Tree Spirit's space land red, but at the same time, her body was also constantly undergoing self-repair.

  Mang Cang and Tian Can both looked at him tensely, as time slipped away, the two people's hearts had some worries.

  Suddenly, Cheng Zihan, who had been keeping her eyes tightly closed, opened them, and a real beam of light shot out, directly hitting the faces of Mangcang and Tiansan, exploding with a loud bang, leaving the two covered in dust.

  When they came to their senses, all they saw was a vast expanse of white light. In the midst of this light, there was a faint figure with long, slender legs and a red thread tied around her ankle, attached to which was a small wooden bell. Her upper body was curved in a beautiful arc, making one's blood boil with excitement.

  At this time, she closed her eyes tightly, her long and curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and finally slowly opened them, revealing a charming and seductive gaze that left both Tian Can and Mang Cang stunned.

  This expression and appearance are really just like that person from back then...

  Before they could even finish their shock, the person in mid-air suddenly thudded to the ground with a loud crash, and her body had already transformed back into that of an 8-year-old girl. Where was the curvaceous figure from just now?

  "Zi Han." Tian Can and Mang Cang both rushed over quickly, helping Cheng Zi Han to his feet.

  Cheng Zihan opened her eyes and looked at Mangcang for a moment, revealing a weak smile. "Hehe, I... succeeded."

  As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes weakly and fainted again.