Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

The next morning, Zhou Yuan got up very early and went to the mortuary to report.

Their main source of income was the work assigned by the charitable estate, and secondly, they took on some private jobs.

"Zhou Yuan, you've come at the right time. This morning, a fisherman pulled a body out of the river and brought it over. Help me carry it into the coffin and wait for his family to come and claim it." As soon as he entered the mortuary, Wang Bo, the mortuary's steward, came over and gave him instructions.

Uncle Wang was close to Uncle Liu and took good care of him, always thinking of him first when there was good work to be done.

Zhou Yuan agreed and went with several local deities to the house to carry the corpse. Upon seeing the swollen, bloated body, he recognized it as the drowned ghost who had come to his door the previous night.

"How did he die?" Zhou Yuan asked casually as he carried the body.

"I heard that she was robbed by bandits and thrown into the water to drown."

"Alas, the world is not at peace now. A few days ago, those Wukong sect bandits caused trouble and killed many people in Cangzhou. The imperial court even sent a large army to suppress them." Wang Bo sighed.

The Wukong Sect is a demonic sect in this world. They gather people to burn incense and worship in licentious shrines. They were suppressed by the imperial army, but have resurfaced in the last two years.

Zhou Yuan recalled.

"By the way, Zhou Yuan, is there a job you'd like to take? The employer is paying very generously for carrying a coffin," Uncle Wang said, changing the subject.

"Is there something to avoid?" Zhou Yuan understood the implication in Wang Bo's words—money is plentiful but hard to find, clearly a troublesome job.

"They're from the Ren family," Uncle Wang said meaningfully, glancing at Zhou Yuan.

"What's wrong with the Ren family?" Zhou Yuan was completely confused.

"You didn't know? Didn't Old Liu tell you?" Uncle Wang was somewhat surprised, adding, "The Ren family... has always been prone to producing zombies!"

"Huh?" Zhou Yuan was surprised. Why did those words sound so familiar?

Uncle Wang then explained it to him.

The Ren family is a prominent local clan, a scholarly family with a thriving lineage. However, for some unknown reason, every few years, the deceased would experience a resurrection of their corpses. This story had already spread among the local earth spirits, and everyone avoided it like the plague.

"This Ren family must have some kind of poison," Zhou Yuan thought helplessly to himself.

There was a saying in my past life that "the Ren family has always been plagued by zombies," so why is it that even after I transmigrated to this world, the Ren family is still prone to zombies?

The Ren family must be born with a destiny to be plagued by zombies!

"I'll take it. Of course I'll take this good job." Zhou Yuan readily agreed.

Money aside, his main interest was watching the zombie outbreak, which would be a perfect opportunity to offer as a sacrifice to the "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters" for divination.

……

After noon, Uncle Wang led Zhou Yuan and several other bold and uninhibited laborers to the Ren family courtyard to identify the coffin.

At this moment, a large group of filial sons and grandsons of the Ren family were paying their respects in the mourning hall, with men, women, and children weeping together.

"Second Master, may you rest in peace. Even in the underworld, please bless our Ren family descendants with prosperity. We will prepare offerings to honor you every year and will never forget you."

Zhou Yuan and other local deities lined up on either side of the coffin, and a middle-aged man dressed in brocade came to pay his respects.

The deceased was named Ren Shilin, the second great-grandfather of the Ren family. He was quite old and passed away peacefully, which can be considered a happy death.

Buzz!

Just then, the coffin made a slight movement.

"Zombies appearing in broad daylight?!" Zhou Yuan, standing beside the coffin, stared wide-eyed at the bright sunlight.

Zombies are born from the resentment of heaven and earth, and like all evil spirits, they fear the pure yang energy.

If there are zombies during the day, how ferocious must these zombies be?

Zhou Yuan was already preparing to flee.

Just before he ran away, he used his spiritual senses to investigate and found that there was no yin energy in the coffin, and it seemed to be a living person with yang energy.

"You unfilial descendants! For the sake of your so-called auspicious burial date and to bring good fortune to the family... you actually starved me to death... You are unfilial... I will take revenge! I will take revenge!" A voice came from the coffin, and the coffin suddenly began to shake.

"It's zombie apocalypse!"

"Second Master, I didn't do it. It was all instructed by the Eldest Master."

The coffin moved, and the people in the mourning hall were thrown into chaos. Some cried and screamed, others collapsed to their knees, and still others trampled on each other. It was utter chaos.

"Hahaha."

Just then, the coffin was suddenly opened, and a young girl with a ponytail crawled out of it, laughing loudly.

"Sister, what kind of work are you doing?" Zhou Yuan stared dumbfounded at the girl with the ponytail, completely stunned.

This left even a time traveler like him speechless.

"Who are you?! Why are you in Second Master's coffin?" Seeing a living person crawl out of the coffin, the chaos finally subsided. Ren Yuanshen, the head of the Ren family, was trembling with anger as he pointed at the girl with the ponytail.

"Who I am is none of your business, but you descendants of the Ren family have done terrible things. You starved Master Ren to death by withholding water and food for the sake of a so-called auspicious day. I must make this known to everyone!" The girl with the ponytail said, hands on her hips.

"Shut up!" Master Ren roared, pointing at the girl with the ponytail. "Grab her!"

The Ren family's servants and guards came out in full force and began arresting people.

The girl with the ponytail was so agile that the group of people couldn't catch her, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.

"That was quite a move... well done." Zhou Yuan sighed, rubbing his forehead.

The funeral turned into a farce, and the task of carrying the coffin and burying the dead was abandoned.

The Ren family's servants and guards failed to capture the girl, allowing her to escape.

With things getting out of hand like this, the funeral could not be held, and Zhou Yuan and the other local deities were all sent home.

Zhou Yuan returned to the coffin shop.

"Finally, someone's back! I'm so hungry, get me something to eat!"

As soon as Zhou Yuan entered the room, he was struck as if by lightning.

—A girl with a ponytail slumped over the table and said to him weakly.

Isn't this the ponytail girl who caused a ruckus at the Ren family and created a "famous scene"?

She actually hid at his house.

"Eh, it's you?" The girl with the ponytail looked up and was very surprised to see Zhou Yuan.

"I should be the one saying that," Zhou Yuan retorted. He sat down in the chair and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

"My name is Ma Ling'er, a descendant of the Ma family of Beizhou," the girl with the ponytail introduced herself, and then began to explain to Zhou Yuan.

After listening, Zhou Yuan understood.

The elders of Ma Ling'er, a girl with a ponytail, are old friends of Uncle Liu. They sent Ma Ling'er to Fengdu to find Uncle Liu so that they could discuss something important.

When Ma Ling'er first arrived at the Ren family home, she happened to witness the family starving their second grandfather to death in order to improve the family's feng shui and fortune.

She was furious, so she pulled off that amazing feat.

After escaping from the Ren family, she followed the address given to her by her second uncle and unexpectedly encountered Zhou Yuan again.

"Uncle Liu is out and not home right now. You can tell me what's wrong," Zhou Yuan replied.

As expected, Uncle Liu was no ordinary person; otherwise, he wouldn't have known Ma Ling'er's elders.

"How can that be? This is an important matter that my second uncle entrusted to me."

"Fine, since that's the case, I'll stay at your place and wait for your Uncle Liu to come back. Get me something to eat first, I'm starving," Ma Ling'er said weakly.

Is this your home or mine?

Zhou Yuan looked at Ma Ling'er speechlessly, feeling that this girl was like a piece of chewing gum, showing no respect whatsoever.