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My Tenant is a Female Ghost
To be fair, Sister Ning, aside from being a bit shorter and flatter, could be considered a beauty. Bai Zhuo felt it was worth it.
Ge Shui Lian was both angry and anxious, shouting, "Bai, have you watched too much television? How could Corpse Poison be sucked out with your mouth? You're the one who's poisoned!"
"Can I take that as you caring about me?" Bai Zhuo said as he spat out a mouthful of black blood, looking at Ge Shui Lian.
"Who cares about you? It would be best if you were dead!"
Bai Zhuo continued to suck several times until Ning Lan began to cry out in pain, at which point he stopped and re-applied the Bleeding Seal to her wound.
Ge Shui Lian looked at Bai Zhuo in astonishment and asked, "How could Corpse Poison possibly be sucked out with your mouth?"
"I just read about it this afternoon in a book called Ge Family Manuscript. If it's not from a bite, Corpse Poison can be sucked out with the mouth. Didn't you know that?"
Ge Shui Lian's face turned red instantly, and she fell silent. Usually not keen on learning Yin-Yang techniques, she nearly caused the death of her best friend at a critical moment. She resolved to learn more from her grandfather when she returned home to protect the important people in her life!
"Bai Zhuo! Behind you!" Ning Lan suddenly shouted loudly.
Bai Zhuo turned around and cursed, "Damn! A Dried Corpse!" This female Dried Corpse looked somewhat familiar; she was one of the girls they had dinner with that evening. The Dried Corpse had white smoke emanating from its mouth, wearing only a pair of panties while its clothes hung loosely on its body. Sensing the smell of blood, it became agitated and reached out towards Bai Zhuo with incredible speed. Bai Zhuo couldn't dodge in time and watched helplessly as the Dried Corpse's claws lunged for his neck.
Suddenly, a transparent wall of energy appeared before Bai Zhuo, deflecting the Dried Corpse. The female Dried Corpse fell to the ground and rolled several times, her neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Yet, she remained lively and charged toward the three of them, her head swaying as if it were hanging by a rope from her neck—strangely eerie.
"Hey, Ge Shui Lian, what are Zombies afraid of?"
"Zombies are most afraid of fire and Glutinous Rice!"
"Afraid of fire? Perfect! Don't you know True Fire of Samadhi? Burn it already!"
"You think I don't want to? The True Fire of Samadhi I summoned just now was drawn from Lanlan's own three souls' fire. Even my grandfather can't use such divine powers."
“... Damn, I don’t smoke, and I don’t even have a lighter. What do we do?”
Ge Shui Lian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, “Use the Exorcism Talisman to hold it down!”
“Then hurry up and draw the talisman! I’ll keep it at bay!”
Ge Shui Lian looked at him strangely, “You can’t draw?”
“Of course not! If I could, I wouldn’t be in this mess! Hurry, it’s coming at us!” Ge Shui Lian innocently replied, “I can’t do it either!”
“...”
“Let’s call for backup. I’ll call my grandfather!” Ge Shui Lian pulled out his phone.
Bai Zhuo said, “No need to call. Your grandfather is busy saving someone; someone else has taken him away. It’s pointless.” Ge Shui Lian didn’t believe him and dialed the number. This time, Elder Ge’s phone went unanswered. Bai Zhuo guessed something must have happened.
He shook his head helplessly, bit his finger, and used his blood to draw the Exorcism Talismans on both hands. “Divine troops, armor clad, Supreme True Lord, Urgent Command!”
Without weapons, the human body is the best weapon! — Ge Family Manuscript.
Once the talismans were complete, Bai Zhuo felt his hands harden like steel and filled with power. However, he knew this was just an illusion from the infusion of spiritual energy. With a roar of anger, Bai Zhuo charged forward, “Evil spirit, die!”
The Dried Corpse entangled with Bai Zhuo. Its movements were slow but powerful; however, with the spell's enhancement on his hands, Bai Zhuo held his ground. The enraged Dried Corpse swung its withered arms, trying to tear Bai Zhuo apart. Unfortunately for it, Bai Zhuo was as slippery as a monkey with oil on its feet, swaying left and right while the Dried Corpse couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes.
“Twist off its head... Ah! Why are you so stupid?” “Dodge! Quickly dodge!” “Hey! Are you an idiot? Kick it!” Ge Shui Lian shouted excitedly from the side, directing Bai Zhuo.
“Aren’t you an Onmyoji too? Come help!”
“I... I…”
“Forget it, forget it. Stop yelling nonsense.”
Bai Zhuo seized the moment and kicked the Dried Corpse to the ground. Generally, Yin Yang Masters carried their own talismans, and he quickly drew an Exorcism Talisman, chanting a few incantations. The Dried Corpse seemed to be terrified of the talisman, struggling desperately. However, Bai Zhuo had it pinned down by its back, rendering it unable to move. The Dried Corpse lay on the ground, but its head had twisted one hundred eighty degrees, facing Bai Zhuo. Even though Bai Zhuo was accustomed to terrifying spirits and monsters, he couldn't help but shiver at the sight of the Dried Corpse. He forcefully pressed the talisman against its crooked head. "Sizzle..." As soon as the Exorcism Talisman made contact with the Dried Corpse, its entire body began to convulse violently, like hot iron doused with cold water, emitting wisps of blue smoke.
Bai Zhuo held down the thrashing Dried Corpse for quite some time before it finally calmed down. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a girl running toward him from the darkness, her footsteps echoing. Unable to tell if she was human or monster, he called out, "Hey, who is it?"
Upon hearing his voice, the girl quickened her pace and shouted back, "Bai Zhuo! It's me, Yang Liu!" Yang Liu reached Bai Zhuo and glanced at Ge Shui Lian and Ning Lan, bending over and panting heavily. "Quick! Run! The Zombie is chasing us! It's terrifying!"
Before Bai Zhuo could respond, a figure suddenly leaped out behind Yang Liu—a foul-smelling person dressed in an ancient official's robe from an unknown dynasty. Its skin was grayish-white, with arms and body extending straight forward at a ninety-degree angle. Its black nails glinted like blades.
The creature startled Bai Zhuo, who exclaimed, "Damn it! It's a Jumping Corpse! Heart!" He pushed Yang Liu aside and raised the Exorcism Talisman as he charged forward. He hoped the talisman would drive back the Jumping Corpse; however, it seemed utterly unfazed by the Exorcism Talisman as its hands lunged toward it. Fortunately, Bai Zhuo's hands were blessed by divine weapons and were generally impervious to evil spirits. Even so, the Jumping Corpse's sharp nails pierced through the talisman and collided with Bai Zhuo's right hand.
Bai Zhuo was sent flying several meters before landing hard on the ground. With a thud, his right hand remained unharmed, but a Curse Seal on his arm flickered with red light as his soul power dissipated, sending waves of intense pain through his right hand.
"Ah! It hurts! The backlash!" Bai Zhuo cried out in agony.
He bitterly chuckled to himself; why had he been encountering such powerful spirits lately? First there was the Millennium Ghost Su Meiniang—no, Taotie Ghost—and now this Jumping Corpse. Was he ever going to catch a break?
Zombies came in several tiers; the most basic type was the mindless Walking Corpse. After that came those with dual souls: White Zombie, Black Zombie, Jumping Corpse, and Flying Zombie. Above them was the Ba—a being categorized by five elements. To eliminate a Ba without knowing its elemental attributes was nearly impossible! Beyond that point in ancient records lay creatures no one had ever seen; people from the Yin Yang Realm referred to it as the Corpse King.
The Jumping Corpse was already a formidable existence; Bai Zhuo didn't know how others fared against it, but at least for him... it could easily overpower him.
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