Chapter 247: Killing Through the Zombie

　　Jing Jian gradually increased the distance from the white-haired zombie.

　　Lu Fei felt a slight sense of relief in his heart.

　　As long as Jing Jian takes the coffin fungus and leaves first, I won't have any reservations.

　　With the Yellow Spring Umbrella, ensuring my survival is not a problem.

　　But if the two of us engage in a stalemate with the White-Haired Stiff, once our magical powers are depleted, we will both be done for here.

　　The white fur of the White-Haired Stiff was burned black by the combined efforts of the two, and although its stiff face could not show any expression, its red pupils were filled with anger.

　　Lu Fei held the thunderstruck jujube wood stick, maintaining the power of lightning to buy time.

　　The White-Haired Stiff was quite wary and did not pursue Jing Jian, instead, its red pupils focused intently on Lu Fei.

　　Under the flickering electric light, Lu Fei's face appeared particularly stern.

　　They confronted each other for a moment.

　　Suddenly, the White-Haired Stiff opened its mouth and spewed out a thick green mist.

　　The stench was unbearable!

　　"Not good, it's poisonous!"

　　Lu Fei's face changed, and he quickly stepped back to avoid the cloud of green toxic mist.

　　As soon as the toxic mist dissipated, the white-haired corpse rushed forward and spewed another cloud of dark green poison.

　　A putrid stench hit his face.

　　Lu Fei had no time to retreat; in a moment of crisis, he opened the Netherworld Umbrella.

　　The black surface of the umbrella emitted an eerie dark red glow, keeping all the poisonous fog at bay.

　　"This umbrella has a defensive function."

　　Lu Fei felt a bit more at ease, holding the Huangquan umbrella as a shield in front of him, with the Lightning-struck Jujube Wood staff in his other hand.

　　The white-haired stiff sprayed the poisonous fog several more times, but it was all blocked by the Huangquan umbrella; its red pupils flickered with an incredulous light.

　　It seemed to be getting somewhat anxious, letting out a loud roar and charging straight at Lu Fei.

　　Lu Fei hurriedly waved the jujube wood stick.

　　Electric sparks flickered, and after several attempts, the white-haired zombie got smarter; it did not hard resist. Instead, it leaped onto a large tree and then pounced back at Lu Fei like a cannonball.

　　A fierce gust of wind rushed in.

　　The hem of Lu Fei's clothes fluttered violently.

　　The force of this impact was comparable to that of a train.

　　Lu Fei dared not resist head-on, so he rolled on the ground, darting out quite a distance in one breath.

　　Bang!

　　There was a loud boom behind him, and the ground trembled several times.

　　Without stopping, the white-haired zombie turned and charged towards Lu Fei. The ground where it had just collided left a pair of half-meter-deep footprints.

　　It was easy to imagine that if Lu Fei had been hit just now, he would have surely been crushed to pieces.

　　Cold sweat broke out on Lu Fei's back as the White-Haired Stiff arrived in an instant, forcing him to hurriedly swing his thunderbolt jujube wood stick.

　　The electric light had become half as faint as before.

　　Bang.

　　The two collided.

　　The White-Haired Stiff only twitched slightly, while Lu Fei stumbled backward a considerable distance, with his tiger's mouth numbed and aching from the impact.

　　However, this also allowed him to create some distance from the White-Haired Stiff.

　　He glanced towards the direction of the woods, but could no longer see the back of Jing Jian.

　　Stalling for so long was enough.

　　Lu Fei panted heavily, drenched in cold sweat from head to toe, yet a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　The White-Haired Stiff, having dwelled deep in the mountains for many years, had cultivated to such a formidable level without ever stepping outside the stone tablet.

　　Let me explain.

　　It can't get out!

　　No matter the reason, as long as I run outside the stone tablet, this white-haired zombie won't be able to do anything to me.

　　It's very difficult to kill the white-haired zombie.

　　But is running away not simple?

　　What are the two legs for if not to use them!

　　Lu Fei, having caught his breath, immediately held his breath again.

　　The leaping white-haired zombie, losing its direction, came to a halt. Its red eyes darted about, revealing a hint of confusion and vexation.

　　Holding his breath, Lu Fei, taking cover behind the trees, quickly moved towards the direction of the twisted woods.

　　The white-haired zombie, in a fit of rage, hopped around the forest, spewing toxic mists from its mouth, sweeping its arms across, felling many trees, and leaving deep footprints on the ground.

　　Lu Fei held his breath, and within a dozen seconds, he had already run into the woods.

　　The flashlight swept across the dark forest.

　　The distance between Lu Fei and the white-haired zombie gradually increased.

　　The white-haired zombie could sense human breathing only within a certain range. If he ran a bit further, the evil spirit would completely lose him.

　　Lu Fei strained to hold his breath and quickened his pace.

　　However.

　　A long-haired woman in a black dress suddenly emerged from behind a large tree, blocking his path.

　　The woman held a sharp bone knife in both hands.

　　A human-headed corpse demon!

　　Lu Fei's heart chilled.

　　It turned out that the corpse-keeper hadn't gone far at all!

　　Now, seeing that he was alone, she wanted to take advantage of the situation.

　　Lu Fei's eyes darkened, and with a sigh, he switched from the thunder-struck jujube wood staff to the ghost-whipping whip.

　　As soon as his aura appeared.

　　The white-furred stiff immediately sensed it and leaped towards him.

　　The human-headed corpse demon was already dead, so there was no need to worry about the white-furred stiff.

　　Using the stiff to kill!

　　What a clever plan by the corpse-keeper!

　　A cold smile appeared at the corner of Lu Fei's mouth. He took a deep breath, held it again, and rushed towards the human-headed corpse demon with the ghost-whipping whip in hand.

　　As long as he could capture the human-headed corpse demon, the corpse-keeper's scheme would fail.

　　Without a breath, the white-haired stiff stopped at the edge of the woods, a flicker of doubt passing through its red pupils.

　　It hesitated for a moment before jumping into the woods.

　　Lu Fei ignored it and charged straight at the human-headed corpse demon, lashing his whip fiercely at the creature's neck.

　　There was no hesitation in his movements.

　　The human-headed corpse demon's hands moved as fast as lightning, with the bone knife flashing a sharp, cold gleam in the night.

　　The ghost-whipping whip instantly had several new cuts, but fortunately, it was made from several willow branches in a special way, resilient enough not to break immediately.

　　Lu Fei didn't panic, continuing to lash his whip, determined to achieve his goal.

　　The human-headed corpse demon, intent on entangling him and attracting the white-haired stiff, abandoned the bone knife and grabbed the whip with its bare hands.

　　Lu Fei quickly took a deep breath.

　　The white-haired stiff, following the breath, jumped a few times and lost its target again, but it was getting closer and closer to Lu Fei.

　　There's less than fifty meters left.

　　Lu Fei's expression was calm. When the human-headed corpse demon entangled his whip, he scattered a handful of ghost-subduing characters.

　　The human-headed corpse demon tried to dodge but was instead entangled by the whip.

　　Several ghost-subduing characters landed on its body, causing it to violently tremble, unable to escape for a moment.

　　Taking this opportunity, Lu Fei coiled his whip around its neck and pulled with all his might.

　　The neck was the most vulnerable part of the human-headed corpse demon.

　　Head severed from the body!

　　As the head rolled away, Lu Fei kicked it forcefully, sending it towards the white-furred zombie.

　　The white-furred zombie was charging around in the woods, and when the corpse demon's head flew over, it was smashed to pieces by the white-furred zombie.

　　Lu Fei held his breath and coldly surveyed his surroundings.

　　To control a human-headed corpse fiend, the Corpse Nurturer must be nearby.

　　If the Corpse Nurturer can kill people using a stiff, why can't he?

　　He had originally planned to find an opportunity in the future.

　　Since that woman hasn't left yet, let's do it now!

　　Lu Fei swapped his ghost-whipping for a lightning-struck jujube wood stick and began moving through the forest, searching for traces of the Corpse Nurturer.

　　But the Corpse Nurturer was very cunning and hid herself somewhere unknown. Lu Fei searched for a long time but found nothing.

　　Moreover, this woman, who has been with corpses for a long time, most likely has methods to conceal her living aura, so the White-Haired Stiff would not be attracted to her.

　　He couldn't just give up like this!

　　Lu Fei narrowed his eyes as he watched the approaching White-Haired Stiff.

Chapter 248: Ji Ji Ji

　　The white-haired僵(jiāng, a type of zombie in Chinese folklore) rampaged through the woods, its body a patchwork of white and black, looking eerie yet comical.

　　Many twisted branches were broken by it, and these strange trees shook, slowly moving to make a narrow path.

　　Are these trees also afraid of zombies?

　　Lu Fei's eyes widened, feeling both startled and delighted. He shone his flashlight down the path between the trees.

　　It turned out that this forest wasn't very large.

　　Outside the forest, it should be not far from the stone tablet.

　　"Great! This way, Jing Jian will definitely be able to get out smoothly!"

　　Lu Fei was overjoyed and felt a great relief.

　　As long as the coffin fungus is taken out intact, he would have even fewer concerns.

　　One more try!

　　The Corpse Nurturer must be brought out.

　　After the Corpse Nurturer was released by the Yin God, instead of fleeing for her life, she risked danger and remained.

　　Lu Fei speculated that the fundamental reason was that she had not yet achieved her true purpose on this trip.

　　If she was after the zombie, then she would not be willing to leave until she obtained the materials from it.

　　And with the White-Haired Stiff appearing, she could take the opportunity to use the zombie to kill Lu Fei, thus avenging herself.

　　"If you are unkind, I will be unrighteous!"

　　Lu Fei sneered slightly.

　　The Corpse Nurturer is in this forest and definitely hasn't run far.

　　Where could she be hiding?

　　Looking around at these dense and twisted trees, he suddenly had an idea.

　　Can't find it anywhere, is it possible that it's in the tree?

　　Lu Fei started walking around in the woods, swinging his flashlight from side to side, pretending to avoid the White-Haired Stiff.

　　In reality, he was secretly looking up at the trees.

　　There were many trees in the woods, and the White-Haired Stiff's advantage of leaping like a bird couldn't be fully utilized here.

　　This gave Lu Fei an opportunity. As long as he held his breath and didn't get too close to the White-Haired Stiff, it wouldn't notice him for the time being.

　　Lu Fei proceeded with great caution.

　　Finally, on a large tree to his side, he saw a huddled dark figure.

　　Lu Fei approached without showing any sign of his intention.

　　When the flashlight got closer, he could be 100% sure that it was the silhouette of a woman.

　　Who else could it be but the Corpse-Breeder?

　　At this moment, he pretended to be holding his breath to the extreme, and then relaxed, panting heavily.

　　The White-Haired Stiff reacted very quickly and immediately jumped over.

　　Panicking, Lu Fei stepped back, leaning against the big tree where the Corpse-Nourishing Woman was hiding.

　　In a flash, the White-Haired Stiff had caught up, its arms carrying a fierce gust of wind as it swept across.

　　Lu Fei ducked and dodged.

　　The White-Haired Stiff's arms struck the trunk, causing the leaves to rustle loudly and the tree to sway violently from side to side.

　　The Corpse-Nourishing Woman clung tightly to the branches.

　　"Give it another push!"

　　Lu Fei circled around behind the trunk, with the White-Haired Stiff in hot pursuit.

　　After several rounds of entanglement, the tree trunk, battered and riddled with holes by the zombie, finally snapped with a crack.

　　No matter how tightly the Corpse Nurturer held on, she still fell from the tree and tumbled on the ground.

　　Lu Fei immediately led the White-haired Stiff and dashed towards her.

　　" Damn you!"

　　The Corpse Nurturer cursed as she hurriedly scrambled to her feet and took off running down the path.

　　"Now you know to run? Too late!"

　　Lu Fei sprinted with all his might.

　　And the White-haired Stiff chased after closely behind.

　　The Corpse Nurturer's stamina was not as good as Lu Fei's. After stumbling for a short while, Lu Fei caught up with her. Without a word, he swapped the thunderbolt wood for the ghost-whipping thong.

　　He lashed out harshly with the whip.

　　Crack!

　　A crisp sound.

　　The whip struck the Corpse Nurturer woman solidly on her back, causing her to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.

　　Lu Fei leaped over her, directly blocking the way.

　　The White-haired Stiff was already in pursuit.

　　Lu Fei lashed the whip at the Corpse Nurturer woman's leg again, reducing her mobility, then held his breath and slowly backed away.

　　"Despicable and shameless..."

　　The Corpse Nurturer woman shouted curses, struggling to get up, but before she could run, she felt a chill on her back.

　　Two cold, iron-like hands grabbed her shoulders.

　　She stiffly turned her head and saw several long, black nails.

　　She was too close; it was too late to hold her breath now.

　　A strong smell of rotting corpses wafted from behind, causing the Corpse-Rearing Woman to break out in cold sweat. With a trembling hand, she pulled out a strangely shaped small bell and began to shake it in panic.

　　Ding ling ling, ding ling ling——

　　The clear sound of the bell echoed through the eerie forest.

　　The sound seemed to have some kind of magic; the white-haired僵's body swayed, and its red eyes became dull, actually freezing in place.

　　The tense expression on the Corpse-Rearing Woman's face slightly relaxed, and she crouched down to move forward, trying to escape the zombie's control.

　　But at that moment.

　　Snap!

　　A whip lashed her hand viciously.

　　She let go in pain, and the bell fell to the ground.

　　"Oh, who dropped this? Since no one wants it, I'll keep it for now!"

　　Lu Fei stepped forward in a flash and picked up the peculiar bell.

　　"You..."

　　The face of the Corpse Nourisher changed dramatically, her pupils as if struck by an earthquake.

　　"Take your time and play!"

　　Lu Fei grinned wickedly, putting the bell into his pocket right in front of the Corpse Nourisher, and then he turned and ran down the path.

　　"Give it back to me! You despicable..."

　　The Corpse Nourisher's face was ashen, her eyes filled with intense resentment and despair.

　　The effective duration of the Corpse Bell was only a few seconds.

　　The White-Haired Stiff woke from its dazed state.

　　The hand on her shoulder felt like not a hand, but a heavy mountain of death...

　　Lu Fei ran along the path and soon successfully emerged from the woods.

　　Without the twisted, dense trees blocking his view, he found the sky had turned a hazy gray.

　　It was about to dawn.

　　The surrounding environment was faintly visible.

　　"What a damn long night!"

　　Lu Fei let out a long breath, supporting his weary body, and successfully found the stone tablet half-buried in the soil.

　　Without hesitation, he stepped over it.

　　The sky was gradually brightening.

　　In the thin morning mist, Lu Fei saw three familiar figures and was overjoyed.

　　The three people were also looking in his direction, appearing very anxious.

　　Before he could even call out, a small, chubby figure rushed towards him first.

　　"Woof woof woof!"

　　"Xiaohēi!"

　　Lù Fēi couldn't help but smile, squatting down and spreading his arms wide.

　　The little guy leaped solidly into his arms, wriggling with excitement and constantly licking Lù Fēi's face with its tiny tongue.

　　It was as if they hadn't seen each other for a century.

　　"Boss!"

　　"Lù Fēi!"

　　Immediately after, the three others also ran over.

　　Hǔzi ran the fastest.

　　Jing Jian carefully carried the wooden box and followed closely behind, with Zhao Fengchun limping at the rear.

　　All three of them were tense and concerned.

　　"Boss, are you okay? When Jian told me you encountered a zombie, and a very powerful one at that, I was about to rush in to find you."

　　"I'm fine."

　　Lu Fei stood up while holding the small black dog, nodded at him, and quickly looked at Jing Jian.

　　"Brother Jing, how is the coffin fungus?"

　　"I was extremely careful, carrying this thing like an ancestral tablet, not daring to let it jostle even a little. It should... be fine, right?"

　　Jing Jian was also uncertain and reached out to open the lid of the wooden box.

　　"Wait! Be careful of the sunlight!"

　　Lu Fei quickly waved his hand and took off his jacket to block the light.

　　Jing Jian carefully opened a small crack in the box.