The white-haired zombie rampaged through the woods, its body a patchwork of white and black, looking eerie yet comical.
Many twisted branches were broken by it, and these strange trees shook, slowly moving to make a narrow path.
Are these trees also afraid of zombies?
Lu Fei's eyes widened, feeling both startled and delighted. He shone his flashlight down the path between the trees.
It turned out that this forest wasn't very large.
Outside the forest, it should be not far from the stone tablet.
"Great! This way, Jing Jian will definitely be able to get out smoothly!"
Lu Fei was overjoyed and felt a great relief.
As long as the coffin fungus is taken out intact, he would have even fewer concerns.
One more try!
The Corpse Nurturer must be brought out.
After the Corpse Nurturer was released by the Yin God, instead of fleeing for her life, she risked danger and remained.
Lu Fei speculated that the fundamental reason was that she had not yet achieved her true purpose on this trip.
If she was after the zombie, then she would not be willing to leave until she obtained the materials from it.
And with the White-Haired Stiff appearing, she could take the opportunity to use the zombie to kill Lu Fei, thus avenging herself.
"If you are unkind, I will be unrighteous!"
Lu Fei sneered slightly.
The Corpse Nurturer is in this forest and definitely hasn't run far.
Where could she be hiding?
Looking around at these dense and twisted trees, he suddenly had an idea.
Can't find it anywhere, is it possible that it's in the tree?
Lu Fei started walking around in the woods, swinging his flashlight from side to side, pretending to avoid the White-Haired Stiff.
In reality, he was secretly looking up at the trees.
There were many trees in the woods, and the White-Haired Stiff's advantage of leaping like a bird couldn't be fully utilized here.
This gave Lu Fei an opportunity. As long as he held his breath and didn't get too close to the White-Haired Stiff, it wouldn't notice him for the time being.
Lu Fei proceeded with great caution.
Finally, on a large tree to his side, he saw a huddled dark figure.
Lu Fei approached without showing any sign of his intention.
When the flashlight got closer, he could be 100% sure that it was the silhouette of a woman.
Who else could it be but the Corpse-Breeder?
At this moment, he pretended to be holding his breath to the extreme, and then relaxed, panting heavily.
The White-Haired Stiff reacted very quickly and immediately jumped over.
Panicking, Lu Fei stepped back, leaning against the big tree where the Corpse-Nourishing Woman was hiding.
In a flash, the White-Haired Stiff had caught up, its arms carrying a fierce gust of wind as it swept across.
Lu Fei ducked and dodged.
The White-Haired Stiff's arms struck the trunk, causing the leaves to rustle loudly and the tree to sway violently from side to side.
The Corpse-Nourishing Woman clung tightly to the branches.
"Give it another push!"
Lu Fei circled around behind the trunk, with the White-Haired Stiff in hot pursuit.
After several rounds of entanglement, the tree trunk, battered and riddled with holes by the zombie, finally snapped with a crack.
No matter how tightly the Corpse Nurturer held on, she still fell from the tree and tumbled on the ground.
Lu Fei immediately led the White-haired Stiff and dashed towards her.
" Damn you!"
The Corpse Nurturer cursed as she hurriedly scrambled to her feet and took off running down the path.
"Now you know to run? Too late!"
Lu Fei sprinted with all his might.
And the White-haired Stiff chased after closely behind.
The Corpse Nurturer's stamina was not as good as Lu Fei's. After stumbling for a short while, Lu Fei caught up with her. Without a word, he swapped the thunderbolt wood for the ghost-whipping thong.
He lashed out harshly with the whip.
Crack!
A crisp sound.
The whip struck the Corpse Nurturer woman solidly on her back, causing her to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.
Lu Fei leaped over her, directly blocking the way.
The White-haired Stiff was already in pursuit.
Lu Fei lashed the whip at the Corpse Nurturer woman's leg again, reducing her mobility, then held his breath and slowly backed away.
"Despicable and shameless..."
The Corpse Nurturer woman shouted curses, struggling to get up, but before she could run, she felt a chill on her back.
Two cold, iron-like hands grabbed her shoulders.
She stiffly turned her head and saw several long, black nails.
She was too close; it was too late to hold her breath now.
A strong smell of rotting corpses wafted from behind, causing the Corpse-Rearing Woman to break out in cold sweat. With a trembling hand, she pulled out a strangely shaped small bell and began to shake it in panic.
Ding ling ling, ding ling ling——
The clear sound of the bell echoed through the eerie forest.
The sound seemed to have some kind of magic; the white-haired僵's body swayed, and its red eyes became dull, actually freezing in place.
The tense expression on the Corpse-Rearing Woman's face slightly relaxed, and she crouched down to move forward, trying to escape the zombie's control.
But at that moment.
Snap!
A whip lashed her hand viciously.
She let go in pain, and the bell fell to the ground.
"Oh, who dropped this? Since no one wants it, I'll keep it for now!"
Lu Fei stepped forward in a flash and picked up the peculiar bell.
"You..."
The face of the Corpse Nourisher changed dramatically, her pupils as if struck by an earthquake.
"Take your time and play!"
Lu Fei grinned wickedly, putting the bell into his pocket right in front of the Corpse Nourisher, and then he turned and ran down the path.
"Give it back to me! You despicable..."
The Corpse Nourisher's face was ashen, her eyes filled with intense resentment and despair.
The effective duration of the Corpse Bell was only a few seconds.
The White-Haired Stiff woke from its dazed state.
The hand on her shoulder felt like not a hand, but a heavy mountain of death...
Lu Fei ran along the path and soon successfully emerged from the woods.
Without the twisted, dense trees blocking his view, he found the sky had turned a hazy gray.
It was about to dawn.
The surrounding environment was faintly visible.
"What a damn long night!"
Lu Fei let out a long breath, supporting his weary body, and successfully found the stone tablet half-buried in the soil.
Without hesitation, he stepped over it.
The sky was gradually brightening.
In the thin morning mist, Lu Fei saw three familiar figures and was overjoyed.
The three people were also looking in his direction, appearing very anxious.
Before he could even call out, a small, chubby figure rushed towards him first.
"Woof woof woof!"
"Xiaohēi!"
Lù Fēi couldn't help but smile, squatting down and spreading his arms wide.
The little guy leaped solidly into his arms, wriggling with excitement and constantly licking Lù Fēi's face with its tiny tongue.
It was as if they hadn't seen each other for a century.
"Boss!"
"Lù Fēi!"
Immediately after, the three others also ran over.
Hǔzi ran the fastest.
Jing Jian carefully carried the wooden box and followed closely behind, with Zhao Fengchun limping at the rear.
All three of them were tense and concerned.
"Boss, are you okay? When Jian told me you encountered a zombie, and a very powerful one at that, I was about to rush in to find you."
"I'm fine."
Lu Fei stood up while holding the small black dog, nodded at him, and quickly looked at Jing Jian.
"Brother Jing, how is the coffin fungus?"
"I was extremely careful, carrying this thing like an ancestral tablet, not daring to let it jostle even a little. It should... be fine, right?"
Jing Jian was also uncertain and reached out to open the lid of the wooden box.
"Wait! Be careful of the sunlight!"
Lu Fei quickly waved his hand and took off his jacket to block the light.
Jing Jian carefully opened a small crack in the box.