Chapter Thirty-Five: Zombie Transformation

  Lao Geng's son thought for half a day and then went back to Qin Zhong: "My dad usually likes to play mahjong and chat, he doesn't have any other hobbies."

  "That is to say, he is now very likely chatting with the concubines of the past, right?" Qin Zhong said, pushing away the crowd standing in the courtyard and standing in front of the wing room door. He leaned in close to listen, but inside the wing room it was not as lively and extraordinary as Da Shu had said, probably Da Shu could also see ghosts and spirits.

  Qin Zhong didn't use Old Geng's son to open the door this time, but instead pushed it open himself. His eyes scanned the room again, and apart from the tribute items on the incense table, there was only one bed left inside.

  He carefully entered the house, seemingly wanting to turn over every corner of the room. He carefully lifted up the bed skirt with his hand tightly gripping the kitchen knife, but under the bed he did not find the corpse of old Geng that he had been hoping to see.

  He could only pin his last hope on the last cabin, he turned his head to look at the opposite cabin, which was as quiet as this one. Qin Zhong was surprised, and unexpectedly did not find Old Geng's body, which was strange. Just as Qin Zhong was about to leave, he suddenly felt a strange aura approaching him from behind.

  As soon as Qin Zhong stepped out of the door, he suddenly found that everyone outside was stunned, dozens of eyes staring at the door of this wing. Qin Zhong suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at the expressions of those people, which had completely changed, and some even turned around and ran away.

  The Korean army shouted: "Xiao Zhong be careful, Lao Geng is behind you."

  Qin Zhong knew that the zombie couldn't escape its own pursuit of yang energy, but hiding behind the door was indeed a clever move. Just as Qin Zhong opened the door, he blocked it with his body, and Qin Zhong couldn't see anything inside until he came out. Only then did he lure the zombie out, and the two long fangs of the zombie revealed its bewildered bloodthirstiness.

  The Korean soldier's tool suddenly struck the old Gou's corpse, but the tool was inserted into the rotten flesh on Old Gou's shoulder, and to their surprise, Old Gou didn't react at all.

  Qin Zhong drew out the two kitchen knives behind him with both hands, turned around and struck twice. The two blades were straight and true, one chopping off Old Geng's arm into two segments, the other severing his neck.

  That rotten head, with sticky hair, rolled on the ground, scaring everyone in the yard to run away, leaving only old Geng's son behind.

  But what surprised Qin Zhong and Han Jun the most was that the zombie actually took two steps, picked up its own arm and put it back on, and then picked up the head that had fallen to the ground and also put it back on.

  The Korean army was also extremely shocked when they saw this, as it was something they had never heard of or seen before.

  Qin Zhong swiftly turned around, his dual blades hacking randomly at Lao Geng's body. There were already dozens of wounds on Lao Geng that Qin Zhong had inflicted, but no matter how the two men struggled, this guy always maintained the same speed. When his own parts fell off, he would turn back to pick them up.

  Ke Lao's son was still lying limp on the ground, having lost all normal human reactions, his eyes dull and unfocused, his face, which had never been particularly clean to begin with, now a deep blue-black color.

  Qin Zhong pulled up Old Geng's son and shouted, "You're still here? Your dad will turn you into a zombie too!"

  Nada Shu scratched his neck, and his whole body began to tremble. Lao Geng's son was pulled by Qin Zhong, and his body went limp, unable to stand still. His body suddenly leaned back, hitting the courtyard wall, scraping his arm, and slowly bleeding.

  The bloodstain seemed to have piqued Da Shu's interest, and he sniffed it with his nose before suddenly charging towards Lao Geng's son. When he reached Lao Geng's son, Da Shu appeared hesitant for a moment but couldn't resist the allure of the bloody smell. He opened his large mouth, revealing his sharp teeth that resembled baby teeth, and the sharp, dark grey fingernails on his ten fingers suddenly swiped at Lao Geng's son.

  Qin Zhong suddenly pulled Old Geng's son back and dragged him far away: "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

  The iron shovel in the hands of the Korean military just symbolically drew a few strokes to Uncle Da, scaring away Uncle Da who had just been poisoned and turned into a zombie. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three people quickly ran out of the courtyard.

  In the courtyard, Nadahui turned back to look at Old Geng, who was picking up his body parts on the ground. He didn't notice that the bite marks on his neck had already started to ooze pus. His fingernails lightly scratched, and a large piece of flesh was dug out next to the two wounds, some of which still had bloody streaks of fresh meat.

  "Xiao Zhong, Nada Shu still has a chance, I'll go back and save him." Han Jun wants to go back.

  Qin Zhong pulled Han Jun back again: "Don't go yet, that old Ge is not right, he's not a normal zombie. Damn it, I've encountered such an embarrassing thing. I think Grandpa said something in his notes, saying that this kind of zombie can't be directly killed, only cremated."

  "Crema??o, como é fácil falar, se n?o for feito corretamente, pode provocar os fantasmas deste templo a ficarem insatisfeitos e todos saem juntos, podemos ainda sair desta aldeia?"

  The Korean army's estimate is not unreasonable, and Qin Zhong also deeply understands this ritual. After thinking about it, cremating Lao Geng is the only way out: "We have no choice, either listen to you and run, or listen to me and kill."

  Han Jun and Qin Zhong stared at each other, hesitating. Qin Zhong suddenly kicked out with one foot, heavily kicking the old Geng's shoulder: "Damn it, tell me whether you want to run or fight."

  Lao Geng's son didn't know that this was a provocative tactic, and with this one kick, Lao Geng's son was suddenly reminded. His forehead burst out in cold sweat, and the hesitant look in his eyes seemed to be on the verge of despair.

  Just as the three of them were hesitating, they saw Old Geng quickly jumping towards them from the courtyard. Qin Zhong was quick to react and swiftly closed the large gate of the courtyard: "Quickly, say it, your dad is coming out."

  Before Qin Zhong's words had fallen, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the courtyard. This shadow was none other than Old Geng, who jumped in front of the three people. He stretched out his big hand, and his long fingernails were already close to Han Jun and the others.

  Just then, Old Geng's son suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

  He shouted, but Qin Zhong and Han Jun both laughed: "We've been waiting for this sentence." Han Jun was not afraid of Old Gao becoming a zombie, he was afraid that the longer the corpse stayed, the more likely it would have an impact on the future, so it's better to get rid of Old Gao's body as soon as possible and break the shaman's spell, which would also reduce the burden on the Gao family.

  Qin Zhong gripped the kitchen knife tightly in both hands and shouted loudly, "The ancestors of the Geng family inside, your Feng Shui has been broken by the Shaman, I don't know what grudges you have between each other, but today I will do something for the Geng family, exterminate the zombies, and reduce your troubles."

  Lao Geng's son didn't understand these things, and after Qin Zhong finished shouting, he whispered to Han Jun: "Uncle Han, you go with this old fellow to find gasoline and firewood, I'll hold out here."

  "Can you go?"

  "Haha, I didn't think this zombie old Geng could do anything to me. He can only jump around, but I can run." Qin Zhong said.

  The Korean military nodded and said: "Then you must be careful, never let this guy bite you, otherwise no one can save you, I'll go now."

  Qin Zhong clutched his waist with both hands, watching as Old Geng came hopping over on his two legs. Without hesitation, he squatted down and used a kitchen knife to slice at the ground, cutting off Old Geng's feet just above the ankles, while Qin Zhong himself had already escaped to the other side.

  Lao Geng was upside down using his hands to pick up his own feet, but when his hands had just inserted into his own feet, Qin Zhong suddenly rushed forward, as if kicking a football, and kicked Lao Geng's head like a ball, the head flew far away, this time Lao Geng's body was completely scattered.

  Qin Zhong grinned at this moment: "I'll give you half an hour to sort out your body, and by the time you find your own head, it will be about an hour."

  Lao Geng's corpse used its hands as feet, with long fingernails inserted into the mud to connect with his own feet. Then several super jumps disappeared.

  Qin Zhong pulled out the antique dagger from his pocket at this moment, and the dagger seemed to have a special meaning for him.