【Tales of the Land】(Volume 1, Chapter 3)

Chapter Three: Corpse Transformation in the Ancient Tomb

Shui Linfeng, carrying a half-bowl of cold water, ran along, shouting, "Make way! Make way!

Don't block my way while I'm saving people!"

Two barefoot doctors beside him sneered; in their minds, anyone who did manual labor on a construction site

was illiterate and an idiot!

Foreman Zhang Wentian grabbed Shui Linfeng around the waist and said, "Hey, you big oaf! It's already chaotic enough! Don't make

things worse! I'm begging you!"

Shui Linfeng raised his large bowl and used his mud-covered fingers to pry open Zhang Wentian's thick, white fingers, saying, "I

'm not making things worse! I'm trying to save people! You want them to die so you can pay compensation?"

Zhang Wentian retorted angrily, "You're such an idiot! What do you know about saving them!"

Shui Linfeng's muddy face revealed only a pair of bright, star-like eyes as he blinked and smiled, "I know!"

Then he grinned slyly, "If I can bring them back to life, Boss Zhang, you'll treat me to dinner!"

Zhang Wentian took it as a joke. If two people really died, to silence the families and prevent the Criminal Investigation Bureau

from extorting money from them, he would have to spend at least three thousand yuan on each of Li Shun and Liu Chang. If the Criminal Investigation Bureau found out, it would

be even worse . They could use the pretext of investigating a case to extort at least ten thousand yuan, and he would have to put on a smiling face to deal with it.

Hearing this, his eyes darted around, and he thought to himself, "Anyway, those two migrant workers are more likely to die than live. If

this to life, it'll save us a lot of money. Treating him to a meal is no big deal!"

He put on a smile and said to Shui Linfeng, "Alright! If you can really bring them back to life, I'll treat you to beer and a huge pot

of braised pork trotters!"

Shui Linfeng laughed, "Everyone be a witness! The boss said that if he saves them, he'll treat us!"

The migrant workers around them cheered and made way for him. Zhang Wentian's face turned pale. He thought to himself,

"This idiot! Saying that means if I save them, I have to treat all the migrant workers!"

The poor laborers on the construction site get up earlier than chickens all year round, work harder than cows, eat worse than pork,

and rarely see any meat. Shui Linfeng was deliberately trying to get Zhang Wentian to spend money to reward the

poor ! Eating alone is so tasteless! It's much more enjoyable to eat together with everyone!

Surrounded by the crowd, Shui Linfeng, grinning foolishly, walked over to the unconscious Li Shun and Liu Chang, squatted down,

dipped his finger in the clear water from the large bowl, and flicked it onto their spirit altars.

Li Shun and Liu Chang were actually fine; the foul air from the ancient tomb had

blocked the yang energy in their souls. With Shui Linfeng's spell-cast water, the foul air immediately dissipated

, and their own yang energy surged back up. In a moment, the two slowly turned around.

Seeing them awake, Shui Linfeng immediately stood up, a faint black mist exhaling from their nostrils

. The two almost simultaneously cried out, sprang to their feet, and then slowly went limp, as if they had just recovered from a

serious , their bodies utterly weak.

Friends from the same village rushed over and helped the two men up. Shui Linfeng then divided the talisman water in the large bowl into two portions for them

to drink. Kind-hearted workers carried them to the workers' shed to rest.

The two barefoot doctors stared in disbelief and asked, "Fool! How did you do that?"

Shui Linfeng laughed, "I gave them my virgin urine to drink, hehe!"

Zhang Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly: How could he not have thought that virgin urine is effective against evil spirits! What an idiot! This kid got

away with swindling a meal for nothing! The workers around them all laughed loudly. When Li Shun and Liu Chang were fully awake tomorrow, they would have

plenty of material to tease them about.

Despite the accident, the workers

were still excited about the large tomb and the various precious burial goods that might be inside. Without further ado, Zhang Wentian ordered

all the "small sun" lights on the construction site to be turned on and pointed at the ancient tomb. Shui Linfeng got on the excavator and used the huge mechanical arm to forcibly lift

the top of the tomb.

Several high-powered blowers, running at full speed, blasted into the tomb. Afterwards, some people covered

their faces and heads with wet towels and jumped in. Large excavators also forcibly dug a large slope down the side of the tomb that had been opened.

The laborers busied themselves with great enthusiasm, far exceeding their efforts during the day.

Before Shui Linfeng's birth, the Great Ze Empire had spent twenty years carrying out a thorough destruction that eradicated the supernatural

, completely wiping the minds of the Great Ze commoners from the influence of ghosts and gods. Now, the people of Great Ze

didn't believe in ghosts or gods at all; they dared to fight against heaven, earth, and even spirits and gods, without any taboos! Their minds had no kinship, no integrity,

no morality, no faith—only Great Ze currency!

For Great Ze currency, they would dare to do anything immoral, let alone this mere ancient tomb. All

the laborers, while moving bricks and stones from the tomb, thought about the abundant Great Ze currency they would receive in exchange for the burial goods, and their excitement grew with each step!

According to the rules, everything must be dug up and divided equally among everyone; no one is allowed to keep anything for themselves. Breaking the rules and hiding anything

will result in a brutal beating from the crowd!

Coffins were dug up and placed in the open space of the construction site,

guarded . Everything that could be taken from the tomb was pulled out.

Shui Linfeng, holding a lamp he had brought himself, stood in the empty tomb, looking at the exquisite reliefs and murals on the tomb walls.

From the inscriptions, he could vaguely make out that this was a funerary tomb for a founding hero of the Ming Dynasty eight hundred years ago.

The people of the Great Ze Empire had abolished the custom of burying living people with their dead three thousand years ago, but

history is strange; more than eight hundred years ago, a Ming Dynasty emperor revived the custom.

Judging from the inscriptions, this tomb was likely a group of wives and concubines buried with the dead. That means all the coffins dragged out

must have contained female corpses.

No wonder the yin energy was so heavy! The people buried alive with the deceased were filled with resentment; the combination of yin energy and resentment was bound to produce zombies! Shui

Linfeng was watching with his own lamp when suddenly a chorus of screams erupted from the ground!

"Strange! Has something happened again?"

Shui Linfeng didn't have time to think it through. Since there was no one around, he flashed out of the ancient tomb like lightning.

The coffins on the ground emitted a ghastly green glow under the "little sun" lamp. One coffin had been opened,

its lid thrown several meters away, revealing a yellowish-white Shu brocade lining. Gold and silver ornaments were scattered inside

and outside the coffin, but no one had picked them up.

The laborers were scattered around as if playing hide-and-seek with something; not a single person could be seen. Occasionally, a figure would appear,

accompanied by a scream!

Just as Shui Linfeng sensed something was wrong, a pale yellow shadow silently drifted over from behind.

As a martial arts practitioner, Shui Linfeng was highly perceptive and had already been secretly watching for any signs of trouble.

Sensing the sinister yellow shadow approaching, without thinking, he performed a somersault in mid-air, barely dodging a slender,

pale claw with three-inch-long black fingernails.

Late August in Nantian City was still sweltering, but now the surroundings felt like the dead of winter, with a biting wind. Shui

Linfeng worked on a construction site and couldn't wear sandals or slippers; he usually wore cheap yellow canvas shoes. Though

unsightly , they were a lifesaver! If he had worn sandals or slippers, he would have had

to run and jump barefoot across the brick and metal debris to survive.

The moment his toes touched the ground, the thing, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, lunged at him again. With lightning speed, Shui

Linfeng couldn't dodge this time. To save his life, he dared not pretend to be stupid any longer. He kicked his right leg upwards, flying over his right shoulder, and

in the nick of time , kicked away the mouth with two long canine teeth that was trying to bite his right carotid artery.

At the same time, he grabbed the pair of cold, ghostly claws that were holding his waist, spread them apart, squatted down,

twisted, and flipped his body over. Holding his breath, he pressed the thing down face to face.

Shui Linfeng crossed the ghostly claws he was holding and pressed them firmly against the two firm mounds of flesh. He pressed his right knee against her

lower abdomen upper body was pinned down, but its two legs were kicking wildly. Shui Linfeng shouted, "Quick, get a rope!"

Some of the migrant workers who were hiding nearby had already seen what was happening. Hearing his shout, someone quickly grabbed a bundle of thick rope used for carrying bricks and ran over.

Seven or eight strong men worked together and quickly tied the thing up tightly with its hands behind its back.

Shui Linfeng tied a tight knot behind her, attaching the other end of the rope to the excavator. The thing thrashed and thrashed like

a bound wild beast, causing the large excavator to shake violently.

Under the sunlight, it became clear that the thing was actually a beautiful woman dressed in a dark yellow palace gown—no! It should be called

a beautiful corpse. She wore her hair in double buns, suggesting she was a virgin waiting to be married. A string of

bright , and long earrings almost reached her shoulders.

Her eyebrows were arched upwards, reaching her temples, and she possessed extremely rare, alluring peach blossom eyes, a high, delicate nose, a small, full mouth, a tall, slender

figure , beautiful thighs, and a tiny waist! To be buried with such a stunning beauty—how hateful! These

kings and nobles feared her; if that beautiful corpse were alive, who knows how many handsome men she would have bewitched.

The beautiful corpse's arms and knees bent freely, unlike the usual black-haired or white-haired zombies whose knees couldn't bend and could only

jump with their arms outstretched. The pupils of her peach blossom eyes had turned gray. Two half-inch-long

canine teeth A zombie of this level could level up by drinking human blood. If Shui Linfeng hadn't practiced martial arts and

Taoism with Shao Daoren since childhood, he really wouldn't have been able to subdue her. With

the zombie subdued, the migrant workers who had been hiding in various corners all ran out. Looking at this exceptionally beautiful zombie,

they couldn't help but marvel. All the migrant workers were poor and could never even touch a woman's hand normally. Using such a stunning

beauty a funerary sacrifice drew curses from all the migrant workers.

Shui Linfeng began to inquire about where in the tomb this coffin had been dug out. If

every coffin contained such a vicious zombie, it would be terrible. The migrant workers talked all at once, and Shui Linfeng slowly learned that this coffin

was in the Tai Chi main position in the tomb, next to eighty-one coffins arranged in the innate formation of the Eight Trigrams and Yin Yang.

So, this zombie has gathered the resentment and yin energy of all the female corpses buried in this large tomb. No wonder it

's so arrogant under the "Little Sun" project lights!

As expected, this beautiful corpse isn't even afraid of the sun. However, it hasn't been out for long and hasn't recovered its strength yet.

Otherwise, how would these construction workers on the site have survived?

The foreman, Zhang Wentian, lit a cigarette, grinned with his toad-like mouth, and leaned close to Shui Linfeng: "Hey big oaf,

you've got some skills! I have something I'd like you to help me with. I wonder if you can do it?"

Shui Linfeng took the cigarette, took a big drag, and choked on it, tears welling up in his eyes. He usually only saw rich people

with cigarettes in their mouths, assuming it was something delicious. He never expected it to taste like this.

Shui Linfeng choked and bent over, coughing incessantly. Zhang Wentian wanted to laugh but didn't dare, while the other construction workers burst out laughing

!

"Hey! You big idiot! Haven't you ever smoked before?"

Old Sun, a laborer, asked with a grin, holding a cigarette butt.

Shui Linfeng shook his head, finally stopping his coughing. He dared not touch the object again and asked, "Boss Zhang,

please tell me what's wrong! I'll help as much as I can!"

Zhang Wentian said with a bitter face, "Just now, the little mouse tried to steal something from the main coffin. Taking advantage of the moment, he pried open the coffin,

disturbing the zombie. He got bitten, and that was bad enough, but he also implicated more than a dozen workers. If you could…"

Shui Linfeng had Zhang Wentian have the bitten people brought over. After a careful examination, he already knew the situation.

In reality, only the little mouse had its main artery bitten by the zombie. The others were either knocked unconscious by the zombie's yin energy or

injured by it, and were otherwise unharmed.

This beautiful corpse was a zombie "created" by a special formation and geographical conditions, not a "divine corpse" from

ancient . Those bitten must undergo a series of special processes to become zombies.

It's not like the legends where being touched by a zombie instantly turns you into one; it's not that mystical.

Even a divine corpse, after biting a living person, must return a drop of zombie blood before the bitten person can become a zombie.

If a living person could turn into a zombie simply by being bitten or scratched, would there be anyone left in the world?

Zombies don't have blood; a single drop of zombie blood is hard to squeeze out. Usually, the person bitten dies,

just like someone cutting a major artery or slashing them with a knife.

Shui Linfeng feigned shock, shaking his head with a

pained

expression. All the construction workers on the site had seen in movies that living people bitten or scratched by zombies would turn into zombies by midnight the following day.

If they burned all these dozen or so people to ashes, it would cause too much trouble. They couldn't avoid alerting the criminal investigation bureau.

Everyone on the construction site, the ancient tomb they had painstakingly broken into, would have to hand over everything, and the foreman, Zhang Wentian, would be

imprisoned .

Running away! That would be like "protesting too much"—the house was perfectly built, and if everyone ran away, wouldn't that attract the police

?

Shui Linfeng was born in the Great Ze Empire and was deeply influenced by the national conditions. He was not an honest and kind person. Looking at the miserable faces of

everyone , he almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The workers on the construction site remained silent for a few minutes. Foreman Zhang Wentian said, "As long as you have a way to downplay

this and keep it from the Criminal Investigation Bureau, name your price, and we'll agree to anything!"

He then looked at the workers, who all nodded. Shui Linfeng squatted down, his hands covering his head, his face hidden between his knees. He appeared to be struggling with

a difficult situation , but in reality, he was trying to hide his face and laugh for a long time. Finally managing to suppress his laughter, he revealed a pained expression and said, "When I was young, I learned a little witchcraft. It can cure anyone bitten except for mice. However, after using it, I'll lose three years of my lifespan, which is not worth it!" 　　Shui Linfeng dared not claim he knew "Taoist" arts. The Great Swamp Empire forbade commoners to practice Taoism, but witchcraft, considered lowly by moralists, was something commoners could learn. 　　After today, if anyone with ill intentions tries to retaliate against Shui Linfeng over a trivial matter and reports him to the Criminal Investigation Bureau for alleged witchcraft, as long as there's no evidence of murder, they'll at most receive a reprimand. But if they claim Shui Linfeng possesses Taoist magic, things will be much worse. 　　Immediately, several experienced laborers nearby used various methods to trick Shui Linfeng into performing magic. In their view, whether Shui Linfeng's lifespan was shortened or not wasn't their concern; the key was to protect their current interests. These old foxes spoke eloquently, persuading the naive Shui Linfeng to agree to save the person, but with conditions! A smug, wicked smile crept across the faces of the old foxes. 　　Shui Linfeng, seemingly in a daze, swayed as he stood up and loudly proclaimed, "Alright! I agree to save the person, but the little mouse can't be saved!" 　　The death of only one person wouldn't affect the workers much, and they immediately said it was fine. 　　Shui Linfeng then said, "After saving those dozen or so people, this beautiful corpse, including everything on it, is mine. I also need a sturdy harness for a female horse as payment!" 　　Although the crowd didn't understand what Shui Linfeng wanted the harness for, it wasn't a big request, and they agreed. However, this expense couldn't be shared. Almost all the laborers looked at the foreman, Zhang Wentian . 　　Many slaves in the Daze Empire were turned into various kinds of human-shaped animals. They were either kept as pets or chained up in farms and factories to do hard labor. A decent sturdy harness for a female horse only cost a little over three hundred yuan on the market. 　　Zhang Wentian knew he couldn't defy the crowd, so he gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. Shui Linfeng then ran into the workers' shed with a grin , instructing everyone not to peek, otherwise the miracle wouldn't work. Although the crowd didn't know what he was up to, they were happy as long as those dozen or so people were saved. 　　Hiding behind the tent, Shui Linfeng cast a "Mind-Calming Technique" and poured the contents . He then had someone fetch a bag of glutinous rice flour. 　　He set the broken bones of the laborers and cleared their meridians. He applied the glutinous rice flour to the wounds of the laborers bitten or scratched by the zombie, instructing them to replace it whenever it turned black, until the flour on the wounds remained unchanged . 　　He sprinkled the talismanic water on the spirit altars of the injured, dispersing the yin energy and helping their own yang energy to return . Seeing the black aura on the bodies and faces of the dozen or so injured laborers visibly diminish, the laborers cheered. 　　Zhang Wentian wiped the sweat from his brow; thankfully, nothing too serious had happened this time. Several old foxes quietly gathered around Zhang Wentian to discuss the little mouse incident. After 　　a brief discussion, the wicked men decided that to prevent the little mouse from turning into a zombie, they should burn his corpse on the spot. No one on the construction site was allowed to mention the little mouse incident again. Everyone insisted that there was no such person on the site at all. 　　After Shui Linfeng finished his work, he took a tape measure and stood next to the beautiful corpse, measuring her head and face. Zhang Wentian watched, suddenly realized something, and his expression changed drastically.

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