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Fat Ma's eyes began to scan the coffin, and suddenly they lit up when he noticed a delicate ring on the corpse's finger.
Just as Fat Ma was about to reach for it, he was struck by the Mud Man.
Fat Ma glared at the Mud Man, who slowly said, "It can't come into contact with humans," and then added, "Regulate your breathing." I felt my face flush at his words and made an effort to calm my racing heart.
The Mud Man examined the corpse closely, but he overlooked one crucial detail: we needed to breathe. Just as the Mud Man was looking down, without warning, the corpse suddenly sat up with a whoosh, its stiff hand grabbing the Mud Man's clothing.
The situation unfolded too quickly. "It's a Zombie!" Fat Ma shouted.
I was momentarily stunned.
"Hit it in the back of the head!" the Mud Man yelled. My heart raced; despite my fear, saving him was paramount. I circled behind the Corpse Evil and pulled out a dagger, plunging it into its skull. Perhaps I had been too forceful, as a spray of black blood shot onto my face. The stench was so foul it felt like it could make me vomit everything I had eaten over the past five days.
The Corpse Evil howled in pain and forcefully threw the Mud Man aside, crashing him into several other coffins.
I was still gagging when Fat Ma yanked me back by my waist.
When I looked up, my hair stood on end; I had narrowly avoided having my skull crushed by this Corpse Evil.
I hurriedly stood up, and Fat Ma said to me, "Old Sun, well done."
I wiped the black blood off my face, and at that moment, the Mud Man also got back on his feet.
The Corpse Evil seemed to have locked onto me as its enemy. The dagger still lodged in its skull oozed black blood, and the putrid smell began to permeate the entire space.
I quickly stepped back, feeling my heels weaken beneath me.
The Corpse Evil continued to chase me. I ran desperately but soon found myself cornered. The Corpse Evil let out a terrifying shriek that sent chills down my spine.
Just as it lunged towards me, I cursed under my breath, "Damn it, is this how it ends?" Terrified, I couldn't help but close my eyes. At that moment, I heard Fat Ma shout, "Old Sun! What are you waiting for? Run!"
Fat Ma was gripping Corpse Evil's clothing with both hands, but after just a few seconds, the fabric tore apart with a ripping sound.
I moved around to Corpse Evil's back, and Fat Ma quickly ran away.
At that moment, the Mud Man approached with the Coffin Board and struck Corpse Evil on the head. As expected, the Coffin Board also broke.
Corpse Evil, in pain, reached out to grab the Mud Man. Just when Fat Ma and I thought the Mud Man couldn't escape, he surprisingly slid right through Corpse Evil's legs.
He quickly turned around and kicked Corpse Evil. With its balance lost, Corpse Evil fell to the ground. The Mud Man flipped over and locked Corpse Evil's arms, shouting, "Come help me!"
I was about to step forward when Fat Ma stopped me with a hand and said, "Watch this."
With that, he charged forward and yelled, "Mud Man, get out of the way!" Then he executed a move that pressed down heavily on Corpse Evil, causing it to spit out a thick stream of black blood.
I hurriedly ran up. At this point, Corpse Evil was pinned down tightly by Fat Ma but was still thrashing about. It seemed that Fat Ma was struggling to keep it under control.
"Old Sun, quickly take the Black Donkey Hoof out of my pocket," Fat Ma shouted.
In this urgent situation, I quickly pulled the Black Donkey Hoof from Fat Ma's military uniform pocket. "What do we do next?"
"Quickly stuff it in its mouth."
Corpse Evil was still screaming painfully, but its mouth wouldn't open no matter what. The Mud Man came over at that moment and used a Crowbar to pry open its mouth.
Seizing the opportunity, I shoved the Black Donkey Hoof inside.
Corpse Evil thrashed a couple of times before finally settling down.
We all breathed a sigh of relief. The Mud Man had blood trickling from his mouth, but that was from the heavy fall earlier.
Fat Ma wiped the sweat from his face and got up from Corpse Evil, not even taking a moment to rest before removing the ring from Corpse Evil's hand.
Then he reached out and began to rummage through Corpse Evil's body. I felt disgusted and said something to Fat Ma.
Fat Ma replied, "Old Sun, if you want to get rich, you can't be too picky about these things."
Just when the three of us thought we had resolved the situation, we were taken by surprise when Fat Ma let out a scream.
Both I and the Mud Man jumped to our feet in shock.
We saw Corpse Evil tightly clutching Fat Ma. Before I could react, the Mud Man kicked Corpse Evil, sending it crashing to the ground.
"Damn, how is it still alive?" I cursed.
Fat Ma seized the opportunity to roll away and put some distance between himself and Corpse Evil.
We were all baffled; hadn't Black Donkey Hoof subdued it just moments ago? Was Black Donkey Hoof ineffective?
As Corpse Evil rose again, it seemed different—its killing intent was even stronger.
Fat Ma brushed off the dust from his clothes and angrily shouted, "How dare you move against me! I'll make sure you die!" With that, he boldly charged forward and kicked out without hesitation. But to my surprise, Corpse Evil managed to dodge.
The Mud Man was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth when suddenly his face turned pale. He shouted, "Be careful! It got my blood on it!"
"Ah!" Fat Ma exclaimed, retracting his foot that had been suspended in mid-air. He turned and ran back, cursing, "Damn it! You Dead Mud Man are trying to get me killed!"
I also dared not approach anymore; Corpse Evil had gone completely berserk. Its shrill and piercing cries echoed throughout the space, but it did not come forward to attack us.
We huddled together in a group.
"What is it doing?" Fat Ma asked.
None of us understood, but suddenly I remembered the term "summoning corpses." Grandpa had mentioned it before; it was an instinct of the Corpse Evil to call for its companions.
I quickly voiced my thoughts. "Then we need to stop it!" Fat Ma said.
Given the current situation, we couldn't afford to hesitate for even a moment. Fat Ma charged forward, knocking the Corpse Evil to the ground. However, Fat Ma could no longer hold it down; the Corpse Evil retaliated and forcefully pushed Fat Ma away. He fell heavily to the ground and spat out blood.
I picked up the Coffin Board from the ground and swung it at the Corpse Evil, but it had little effect.
The Corpse Evil got back up and came after me again. Suddenly, Fat Ma shouted, "Old Sun, use Glutinous Rice!"
I remembered that Fat Ma had given me some Glutinous Rice earlier, so I took it out and sprinkled it on the Corpse Evil. It screamed in pain.
Taking advantage of this moment, the Mud Man rushed forward and struck the Corpse Evil right between its eyes. The Corpse Evil staggered back a few steps. Fat Ma got up and approached from behind, using a Crowbar to pierce through the back of the Corpse Evil's head.
The Corpse Evil turned around, and Fat Ma glared at it, cursing, "Why won't you die?" Just as he was about to run away, there was a loud crash, and the Corpse Evil collapsed.
Now the world fell silent. We three exchanged glances; surely this time it was finally over.
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