I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil - Chapter 288

Ride a horse and whip like a dragon.

Ni Kun and his party were dusty and galloped all night. At dawn, they came to the release place of the task of killing the ghost emperor, and came to hand in the task and receive a reward.

This is a broken village.

Outside the village, fields are deserted and tombs are covered. In the village, there was silence and there was no sound of chickens and dogs.

It was the time of early morning meal, but there was only a bunch of cooking smoke in this village with hundreds of families.

Ni Kun and his party rode slowly, strolled into the open and silent village, and came to the fence yard with cooking smoke.

Faintly, the cry of a baby and the cry of a child came from the hospital.

“Mom, my little sister is crying again…”

“Mom, brother is hungry…”

“Mom, I’m not hungry. My brother is hungry…”

In the shouting, a voice with extremely slow speed, low and hoarse, like sandpaper friction came: “the meal is almost ready, bear it again… Boss, feed my sister some rice soup…”

Listening to the voice from the yard, Ni Kun got off his horse and knocked on the door full of holes and almost rotten. Lang said, “aunt, we have finished our task and come to receive the reward!”

The sound in the yard suddenly stopped, and only the baby’s cry was still ringing off and on.

Lean less, slow and heavy footsteps sound.

The courtyard door opened with a squeak, showing a terrible face.

Skin and bones, like a corpse’s face. Iron black skin, gleaming with metallic luster. Beside the atrophied lips, two sharp canine teeth protruded, and the pupils glittered with scarlet light.

This is a zombie.

One end was dressed in patched but starched old clothes, with few and sparse withered yellow hair, and neatly combed. In addition to the unique gloomy and dead spirit of zombies, there were almost no female zombies with any body odor.

It was her who issued the reward task.

The reward order was posted on a big locust tree outside the village.

Early yesterday morning, Ni Kun and his party passed by this villa and saw the reward order written in crooked handwriting.

Ni Kun didn’t take this seriously.

Until he sensed the smell of living people and the smell of zombies mixed with living people.

He thought it was a zombie hunting a living person. He planned to cut the body to save people, but he didn’t expect to see an incredible strange scene after breaking into the only courtyard with the smell of a living person.

The zombie, holding a baby girl, sat in the yard and hummed a little song.

Although the voice is hoarse and hard to hear, it gives people the feeling of unexpected tenderness.

Two seven or eight year old boys and a four or five year old girl were playing in front of her.

Zombie’s Scarlet pupils, when looking at the three children, did not have a trace of bloodthirsty ferocity, but only belonged to the mother’s gentle love.

This is a zombie mother.

Ni Kun and others broke in suddenly and frightened the three children.

Without hesitation, they hid behind the zombie mother, ignoring the cold and gloomy corpse gas on her, and seemed to believe that she would not hurt them, but was their most reliable reliance.

This strange scene dispelled Ni Kun’s intention to kill.

After some inquiry, I also understood the reason of the matter.

This village, four months ago, was destroyed by the invasion of the ghost land.

Hundreds of people in the village were sucked by fierce ghosts or zombies overnight.

Only the four children survived by hiding in the cellar under the shelter of a statue of God.

But there are limits to the protection of the statue.

Because the mountain god to which the statue belongs has long been swallowed up by the ghosts, only the last bit of power is left to give the four children the last shelter.

After the evacuation of the ghosts, the four children who survived by chance fell into a new crisis.

Villagers who have been sucked by fierce ghosts become the lowest walking corpses. Corpses who have been sucked by zombies are also infected with necrotic poison and become zombies.

They have no reason, only chasing the Yang of living people and the smell of flesh and blood. Although the four children hid in the cellar, when the power of the gods was finally exhausted, their breath was detected by the corpses.

Luckily they have a mother.

The night the ghosts attacked, their mother did not hide in the cellar with them.

She seemed to know that the power of the statue was not enough to protect too many people. So I left the chance of birth to the children, and I stayed outside with my husband.

Her husband was torn to pieces by zombies and eaten alive. She herself was sucked dry by a zombie.

Two days later, she got up again, but she was no longer human and turned into a zombie.

But maybe it was because she never forgot her children until she died, or maybe it was the power of maternal love that overwhelmed the bloodthirsty instinct of zombies. She didn’t completely lose her reason and became the only zombie with self-consciousness in the village.

She stood outside the cellar and tore all the living corpses and zombies that coveted her children’s Yang and flesh into pieces – conscious and rational zombies are naturally far better than walking corpses who have no self-consciousness and only follow instinct.

Even though she had only killed chickens and rabbits at most, she still killed all the walking dead on her own.

Outside the village, the bodies of the walking dead were buried in the dense tombs.

After that, she continued to live with her children and unswervingly raised and protected them.

Just turned into a zombie, she was not like this, but her skin was dead white, her face was impersonal, and her body was cold. Although the children were a little afraid of her, they accepted her unreservedly after determining that she was still their mother.

Four months later, she gradually turned into this terrible zombie.

But the four-month “gradual change” also made the children who lived with her day and night accept her changes imperceptibly, and did not fear her and leave her.

She is also their mother.

When working in the field during the day, I will carry the youngest baby and take them down with me. When sleeping at night, they will sing songs to coax them to sleep with their increasingly hoarse and ugly voice. When ghosts pass through the country, she will quietly stay outside the village, emitting an increasingly powerful corpse atmosphere, proclaiming that there is a master here and expelling wandering souls and wild ghosts.

Zombie mothers protect their children day after day. They have never lost control once.

She had read words before her death and had been to the county. She had some knowledge and saw the reward notices posted outside the county.

So one day, she also wrote a reward notice and posted it under the big locust tree outside the village.

Her obsession, in fact, is not hatred for the ghost city.

When her husband died, she also turned into a zombie, but her children are still there. All her obsession is to bring them up.

Hatred is not important. What matters is children.

But the existence of ghost town is a serious threat to the survival of her children.

Although as a rational zombie, she knows how to swallow and absorb the Qi of Taiyin and the Qi of yin and evil to strengthen herself. Her growth rate is far faster than that of irrational wild zombies, which is also enough to deter ordinary wandering ghosts and wild ghosts, she knows that once powerful ghosts pass through, she is unable to protect her children.

So she learned from the reward notice she had seen in the county before her death, wrote a reward notice and posted it under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, hoping that someone could eliminate the ghost city.

Although the zombie mother can read and have some knowledge, she is only an ordinary rural peasant woman.

She didn’t know how powerful the ghost town was, and she didn’t know what kind of existence was needed to destroy such a ghost town.

Those who go up and down, ungrounded existence, it is impossible to see the reward notice posted by her. Even if they pass over the village, they will not look down at it at all.

Even if, in case, some great energy occasionally saw the reward notice, he would only scoff at the meager reward on the notice – 982 silver tattoos and 1566 copper coins.

This is all the money collected by the zombie mother in the village.

She naively thought that this “huge sum” she had never owned before was enough to attract powerful heroes to accept a reward and go to eliminate the ghost town.

So when she saw Ni Kun and his party, who were so bright in clothes and armor and so powerful that she didn’t dare to look directly into her yard, she asked happily:

“Did you see the reward offered to wipe out the ghost town? If you can kill the big ghosts, the reward will be paid to you. If it’s not enough, I can give you another 50 Jin of millet.”

Ni Kun’s answer is: “you have given enough money. Wait for our good news.”

After that, he left the village without looking back. He rode with Lu Xiyan and his avatars to kill the ghost city, wipe out all the hungry ghosts in the city and kill the ghost emperor. Immediately, he flew back to the village overnight to pay the task and collect the reward.

If the ghost emperor of the nether world knew that he was a great immortal ghost king and was only worth 982 silver grains and 1566 copper coins, he might be so angry that he would live and die again.

Now.

Standing in front of the fence yard, looking at the zombie mother full of expectation in the scarlet pupils, Ni Kun nodded slightly, and his face burst into a warm smile like a spring breeze: “the ghost city has been eliminated, fortunately, he did not lose his life.”

Then he took out a face and skin that were no different from those of strangers, and handed it to the zombie mother with a pair of pupils like a red crystal head.

It is the head of the nether ghost emperor.

The ghost emperor of the nether world was originally a zombie, but now that he has the realm of immortals, he is not much different from the real immortals. The only defect lies in the inability to open up the cave and the thirst for blood and Yang Qi.

Although the zombie mother’s rank is low, she has never seen the ghost emperor, but the instinct of the same genus makes her confirm the origin of the head through the residual breath on the head.

“Ah, this is really the ghost of the ghost city…”

She took over the head, looked and looked, and a relieved smile appeared on the ferocious and terrible zombie face: “it’s good, the ghost city is gone, the big ghost is dead, my dolls can have a good sleep at night…”

She wiped the corners of her eyes, as if she were wiping tears, but the zombies didn’t have tears.

She returned the head of the ghost king to Ni Kun and smiled happily: “hero, wait a minute, I’ll go and get the reward.” she returned to the hospital with a heavy and faltering step.

Looking at the bent body of the zombie mother, looking at the three children who were leaning on the door, Ni Kun sighed slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky.

“Tianting… Hey! The so-called immortal in Tianting is not as good as a cold zombie!”

[ask for a ticket ~!]