A passerby in a horror movie

Such magical artifacts are rarely seen even within major sects.

Wang Tiezhu has cultivated for so many years, yet he doesn't have a single magical artifact that can compare to Li Haotian's.

He realized that his opponent had a magical artifact, so a sneak attack was impossible. He then tried to use magic to escape to the other side.

However, Li Haotian would never give him that chance.

"Strike while the iron is hot and finish him off; continue your attack."

Li Haotian gave instructions to Awei and the others.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Soon, loud gunfire erupted in the woods.

Captain Awei and his men brought plenty of bullets and fired round after round at Wang Tiezhu.

Wang Tiezhu had already exhausted his vital essence, and coupled with his old age and frailty, he had no time to escape and was instantly riddled with bullets.

Then came another burst of gunfire, and almost every part of his body was riddled with bullets, turning him into a mangled mess.

Wang Tiezhu died with his eyes wide open, never expecting to die in such a way.

Li Haotian was not surprised at all.

It is now the Republic of China era, and firearms are already very advanced. However, these practitioners are becoming increasingly backward. It is not impossible for someone to stop a bullet, but they are extremely rare.

But it definitely wasn't this feng shui master.

Based on their exchange, Li Haotian was able to determine Wang Tiezhu's cultivation level, which was around the third level of the Refining Essence to Qi stage.

With such cultivation, it's already quite remarkable that they were able to create Ren Weiyong, this stiff, hairy zombie.

Not to mention other methods, breaking evil spells is not difficult for disciples of a major sect like Maoshan.

If it weren't for the zombies, even Li Haotian, alone, was confident he could deal with Wang Tiezhu.

After all, the other party is already over 80 years old. Even if he is at the third level of Qi Refining, how much of his cultivation can he exert?

"Roar!"

Sensing the backlash from the death of the feng shui master, Ren Weiyong's aura weakened slightly, his yin energy dissipated considerably, and some of his hair fell out.

This is a backlash; when the zombie dies, the feng shui master will also suffer a backlash. Similarly, when the person controlling it dies, the zombie will also suffer some degree of trauma.

"Good opportunity, Qiusheng Xiaotian, quickly use the magic rope to bind him."

Sensing the zombie's regression, Uncle Nine quickly gave instructions to Qiu Sheng and Li Haotian, who were standing nearby.

Li Haotian took the thick rope and, together with Qiu Sheng and with the help of Uncle Nine and Master Simu, tied up Ren Weiyong.

At this moment, Awei also instructed the others to move the kerosene from the back over.

"boom!"

The kerosene spilled onto Ren Weiyong.

Ren Weiyong's corpse energy was instantly scorched by the fire, causing him to let out a painful roar.

Moreover, since it was daytime, Ren Weiyong, who had been active for some time, was gradually being suppressed.

"Boom boom boom!"

More than a dozen jars of kerosene were thrown down, and Ren Weiyong's body was instantly engulfed in flames. With Uncle Jiu and Master Simu restricting its movements, Ren Weiyong was quickly burned to death.

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes only breathed a sigh of relief after the zombie was burned to ashes.

Li Haotian, who was standing nearby, was also busy and had someone throw the feng shui master's body in as well.

He also added several talismans and stuck them on Wang Tiezhu's body to disperse the remaining remnants of his soul, lest the guy also turn into a zombie or a vengeful ghost.

"Phew, finally done."

Both Uncle Nine and Master Four-Eyes breathed a sigh of relief.

They were both on tenterhooks when they faced Ren Weiyong just now.

Although they temporarily restricted the opponent's movements, they were still struggling, and this was during the day.

If it happens tonight or if we wait a couple more days, and this guy evolves again, neither of them might be able to suppress him.

"Senior brother, luckily we found out early, otherwise we would probably all be doomed."

This guy is really talented. In this day and age, he can still create such a powerful zombie. If he could join our Maoshan sect, he might even achieve something great.”

Master Si Mu looked at the remains of the feng shui master who had been dragged into the sea of ​​fire by Li Haotian and clicked his tongue in amazement.

He had cultivated for decades, and apart from encountering hairy zombies in the forbidden area of ​​the mountain, he had never seen such a powerful zombie.

Creating a hairy zombie, even one that hasn't fully evolved, is extremely difficult even for disciples of major sects, let alone for independent cultivators.

Fortunately, this guy is a rogue cultivator and doesn't have any powerful lineage.

If Wang Tiezhu were a disciple of their Maoshan Sect, they would probably be the ones dying today.

Uncle Nine nodded as well.

Although the Maoshan Corpse Refining lineage has declined, its traditions still exist.

If this feng shui master is truly a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, having learned the art of corpse refining, he probably already has a hairy zombie.

The fire was quickly extinguished, and both the feng shui master and the zombie were burned to ashes.

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes searched the other party's residence and dealt with the array formations and evil artifacts.

After Li Haotian instructed Awei and the others to bury all the ashes, the group returned home reassured.

"Uncle Jiu, how are you?"

Upon seeing Uncle Nine and the others return, Ren Fa hurriedly went up to inquire.

"We have successfully completed our mission. That feng shui master was indeed the mastermind behind the zombies. He has been eliminated by us."

The zombie has been burned to ashes. If Master Ren wants the ashes, he can have Awei dig them up and rebury them.

Uncle Li nodded to Ren Fa and said.

"No need, no need. I think it's fine to just erect a cenotaph. My father has become a zombie, so I suppose he doesn't want this body anymore."

Ren Fa quickly shook his head.

Just kidding, he's already terrified of zombies, how could he possibly want his father's ashes?

It would be good enough to just erect a cenotaph for him. After all, he's dead, so he's always right. His father can't just come up from the ground and beat him up.

After saying this, Ren Fa repeatedly thanked Uncle Jiu, Master Simu, and Li Haotian and Qiu Sheng.

Then he instructed Ren Tingting to bring over some silver dollars and receipts, and personally handed them to the group.

Ren Fa was very generous and gave a lot of money. Even Qiu Sheng received dozens of silver dollars, but Uncle Jiu took them all and left only a few.

"Uncle Jiu, Master Si Mu, this is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't find it offensive."

Ren thanked him with a smile.

Although the amount of money was considerable, it was insignificant compared to his own life, and Ren Fa also wanted to cultivate a good relationship with Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes didn't stand on ceremony; they accepted these gifts without hesitation, as they were all well-deserved.

"Uncle, uncle, and me too! I personally led my men to kill that old man."

"Cousin, I'm really good."

Seeing that Ren Fa did not praise him, Awei quickly came over to take credit.

"Hehehe, good, good, Awei, you did a great job too, you didn't embarrass me. I'll give your yamen a bigger reward when we get back."

Ren Fa nodded, but his expression was somewhat perfunctory.