Chapter 3

“Cling ling ling!”

The bells of the door began to tinkle . Mu Yi was instantly petrified, clutching his ax firmly . His hands were covered in cold sweat .

The bells had only tinkled once and stopped, causing Mu Yi to suspect that it wasn’t the wind moving the bells .

As he opened the door to look outside, a huge object was thrown inside the temple, crashing loudly onto the floor .

Mu Yi was frozen . The object was the statue of the god he had removed during the day . It had taken him great efforts to move the statue because of its weight . How was it get thrown back inside?

This wasn’t the best time to ponder that question, especially after a dark shadow had followed the statue inside .

Mu Yi had crafted a small mechanism in his earlier preparation which he now activated .

“Kacha!”

On the other side of the door, a loud sound suddenly filled the air . The sound drew the dark shadow’s attention .

A fireball appeared, filling the air with a dazzling fire . A burst of fire appeared in the main hall . The candles simultaneously lit as it moved past them .

The dark shadow seemed to be distracted by the fire . Mu Yi took advantage of the distraction and leapt out of his hiding spot and lifted his ax to attack the shadow .

“Slash!”

The ax sliced into the shoulder of the dark shadow . Mu Yi had aimed for the head, but the shadow had moved its head quickly in response . When his ax had struck the shadow, it didn’t feel like flesh, it felt more like he was chopping into a tree trunk .

As the shadow raised its hand, Mu Yi could sense its tremendous strength . The handle of the ax broke, causing Mu Yi to stumble back .

At that moment, the fire lit the remaining candles, illuminating the entire room .

“Grandpa?”

Mu Yi looked at the shadow, he could now see clearly, he could see the shadow’s face . Mu Yi was gasping with astonishment .

The old man’s face was surrounded by dark golden light . His eyes were a pale white and he no longer had any skin around his mouth, just a set of exposed teeth . He looked ferocious .

After Mu Yi’s ax had crashed into his shoulder, there wasn’t any blood .

“A Zombie?” Mu Yi asked .

Years ago, his grandfather had taught him about reanimated corpses, but Mu Yi never believed him . Mu Yi didn’t believe in such things . But now, he had proof that they existed…

Back then, according to the old man, the criteria to become a living corpse was extremely strict . First, the person had to harbor a grudge against someone and they had to be buried in a sinister place . The whole process was supposed to require one or two months .

Zombies weren’t extremely strong, although they were still much stronger than humans .

Now his grandfather had changed . Mu Yi remembered the moment he had died, he passed with a smile on his face . How could he harbor a grudge against anyone?

Thinking about those things was useless now . The corpse looked cruel and emotionless . Mu Yi knew that his grandfather wasn’t here anymore .

Mu Yi darted back to the center of the hall . By now, the fire finished lighting the remainder of the candles . Mu Yi tried to run from the zombie, but the zombie rushed towards him .

Mu Yi grabbed one of the strings he had placed that afternoon, causing the thick black cloth on the mirrors to fall . Suddenly, seven beams of light appeared, aimed towards the zombie .

“Argh!” The zombie cried out .

The zombie stomped on the ground, causing dirt to fall from his decaying body .

Mu Yi grabbed the bottle of black dog’s blood from his pocket and threw it towards the zombie .

“Splash!”

The black dog’s blood seemed to slow the zombie’s movements .

Next, Mu Yi took an exorcism charm and an evil spirit slaying charm out of his bags . He chanted some incantations and threw them at the zombie .

Something wasn’t right, the charms weren’t working .

By now, the zombie had escaped from the light from the mirrors and had resumed his chase of Mu Yi .

Mu Yi was terrified . Any sense of calm remaining in his body had long gone . After all, the boy was only fourteen, and he wasn’t an experienced exorcist .

He remembered his wooden sword and raised it towards the zombie . Luckily, Mu Yi had caught the zombie by surprise . The high cost of the sword was worth it . He managed to stab the zombie, escaping the zombie’s attack unharmed .

Mu Yi leapt back and started to plan what to do next . He was out of ideas, and he had to be smart about his next move . Since he was almost at a dead end, the best plan was to risk his life and attempt to escape .

Mu Yi grabbed the charms from his bags and stuck them to the zombie’s body like a madman . Unfortunately, this didn’t seem to work as well as the black dog’s blood .

The zombie was much slower but was still moving towards him . He was stretching his sharp fingers towards Mu Yi’s chest .

Frozen in fear, the young boy was convinced that he was going to die .

Suddenly, pale white lights appeared from the zombie’s chest, throwing him backwards into the pillar behind him .

Mu Yi then looked at the zombie, who was now kneeling on the ground with his hand hanging loosely at his side . However, Mu Yi now noticed a change in the old man’s eyes . However, just like the previous evening, Mu Yi suddenly lost consciousness .

The following morning, Mu Yi woke up groggily with a pain in his head . The main hall was messy, and the zombie had disappeared .

Mu Yi had lost consciousness twice in two days . Why didn’t the zombie kill him? Was there a reason? It was all a confusing blur .

Mu Yi decided to check the field behind the temple where he had buried the old man . The coffin was unearthed and had been opened . All that remained inside was the missing head of the god statue .

Mu Yi hesitantly stretched his hand to remove the head from the coffin . It was surprisingly light . He attempted to try checking if it had any use, but the head disintegrated, turning to dust .

Before it went missing, the statue and its head had been extremely heavy . How did it change all of a sudden? It was useless to spend too much time thinking about it .

Mu Yi crouched down and started knocking on the inside of the coffin with the back of his knuckles .

“Bang bang!” “Bang bang!”