The bug was highly vigilant, constantly sensing the蛊虫 (gu worms) spread around, checking for any pursuers from the Wei Dao Division.
It was this vigilance, coupled with trust in the elder from the Sen Luo Division, the zombie, that the bug failed to notice the almost imperceptible twitch of the Fengmen Zombie's brow and the surge of anger that rose within him when Zhang Wei was mentioned.
A meeting to deal with Zhang Wei?!
Damn the Sen Luo, you dare lay hands on my descendant.
Absolutely not!
I cannot let my descendant be harmed, I must hurry to the meeting and stop them from targeting my descendant.
The Fengmen Zombie could no longer sit still.
"Then we must not delay, quickly take me back to the Sen Luo Division. The Wei Dao Division is chasing me too closely, they will find me again soon."
The bug nodded upon hearing this but did not act immediately:
"It is indeed time to take you back to the Sen Luo Division, but not now. Sen Luo has instructed me that we cannot rule out the possibility of the Wei Dao Division tracking you from outside and, by following you, finding the headquarters."
"So I am very sorry, I cannot take you back now, but I can take you back in another way. This is also why I was sent to meet you."
The Fengmen Zombie was not angry. The Sen Luo Division's caution was not unreasonable; otherwise, they would not have survived to this day without being annihilated.
Next.
The bug extended its hand, palm open, and a centipede no larger than a little finger appeared. Then, under the moonlight, a chilling scene unfolded: the centipede crawled into the zombie's ear.
Immediately.
The Fengmen Zombie felt his vision go black and collapsed to the ground.
When he opened his eyes again, he felt his perspective had changed. In his sight, he saw his own body lying on the ground, and he seemed to be in the bug's hand. Reflected in the shattered mirror beside him, he saw his own appearance.
He had now become a centipede. To be precise, his consciousness had transferred to this centipede.
"Gu Master?"
The well-informed Fengmen Zombie couldn't help but look at the bug and speak human words.
The bug smiled and nodded:
"Yes, I am a Gu Master. I have now transferred you to my Gu worm centipede. Even if your body is destroyed now, you will not die. However, your corpse is that of an Iron Coffin Zombie, and Sen Luo said it is useful to keep, so I will not destroy it for you. But it cannot be left here."
As he spoke, his cloak bulged from beneath, and a swarm of centipedes emerged from his feet.
Then, under the gaze of the Fengmen Zombie.
Special patterns of light appeared on the centipedes, and they began to gnaw at the Fengmen Zombie, dismembering its body.
After doing this.
The centipedes, like worker ants, formed groups and lifted each part of the Fengmen Zombie's body, carrying them outside.
The bug then spoke:
"Sen Luo has instructed the Tailor to have my centipedes use the corpse-sewing technique, carved by the Tailor, to dismantle your body for easier concealment, such as burying it underground. My Gu worms are excellent diggers. Then I will bring your consciousness back. The Gardener has prepared a new body for you to use temporarily."
"Later, once the situation with the Wei Dao Division is confirmed, we will retrieve your body and reassemble it using the corpse-sewing technique."
The Fengmen Zombie nodded:
"You've thought it through quite thoroughly. Then let's go quickly, back to the Sen Luo Division."
"En."
This time, the bug did not hesitate. The moment it nodded, its cloaked body also dispersed with a bang, transforming back into centipedes that scattered, then left with the Fengmen Zombie's centipede.
Not long after.
Looking at the dilapidated room again, both had disappeared without a trace, and even the traces of their presence had been completely erased, as if no one had ever been there.
It was only a few minutes after the Fengmen Zombie had left...
Someone else arrived.
There were four people. Although their auras were restrained, their gazes were enough to know that their identities were definitely not ordinary people. They were Wei Dao Division personnel responsible for tracking the Fengmen Zombie. Each was a top-tier Qilin Guard, and the leader was even a half-step True Dragon Guard.
"What do we do? The Sen Luo Division is also prepared and has come up with such a move to deal with us."
One of the younger middle-aged men spoke.
As he finished speaking.
Another person chimed in:
"The Sen Luo Division is known for its caution, so it's normal for them to have this countermeasure. Look at the person they sent; he must be a high-ranking official of the Sen Luo Division. If we hadn't been prepared beforehand, and if our leader wasn't so strong, we would have almost been discovered by the other party."
As he said this.
The leader responded:
"A top-tier Ghost King level Gu Master. As expected, the Sen Luo Division is full of hidden talents. But it's alright. The Wei Dao Division anticipated that the Sen Luo Division would be cautious. We just need to keep a close eye on the Fengmen Zombie's corpse. He will eventually have to come back to retrieve it, otherwise, they wouldn't have just dismantled the corpse instead of destroying it."
The youngest middle-aged man nodded, looking at the dilapidated room where the traces had been cleaned up. He said:
"If it were me, I would destroy the evidence to prevent any trace from being left. They even cleaned up the traces of the dilapidated room, so they should have cleaned up the corpse. It seems they are unwilling to easily give up the Fengmen Zombie's corpse."
Another person agreed:
"This time is not without gain. At least we know the Sen Luo Division greatly values the Fengmen Zombie's corpse. It seems his corpse is of great use to the Sen Luo Division. With this clue, perhaps we can investigate something."
As he spoke.
He took out his phone and sent the clues and situation obtained here to the Wei Dao Division.
At the same time.
They did not linger. Following the direction in which the zombie's corpse was moved, they pursued.
...
Time passed quickly.
Two days later.
In a little-known place in Great Xia.
The visibility here was not very good. A light bulb that had been used for an unknown amount of time hung overhead, and there was a wooden table on the ground.
Fatty and Tailor walked down the corridor leading to this place. Fatty said with great interest:
"Although it's not the first time I've been here, every time I come, I feel like my status is so high. This is what a villain should have, right? Look at you, Tailor, your meeting points are always so low-class. Sen Luo's taste, no offense, still has a lot of class."
Tailor rolled his eyes:
"Fatty, if you didn't speak, no one would think you were mute."
As Fatty was about to say something, he seemed to sense something, looked back, and then laughed:
"Mute, Tailor is indirectly scolding you."
They saw Mute and Stutter also walking from outside the corridor. It was unclear if Zhang Wei's words had revealed Fatty and Tailor's true identities to them, or if it was due to Tailor's prestige, but Mute raised his hand and gestured:
"Abba abba abba (Fatty, don't drag me into your arguments, I can't beat you)."
Tailor ignored Fatty's nonsense. Recently, through Fatty, he had learned that Mute and Stutter had also joined the same "pirate ship." Therefore, he calmly said:
"How do your reattached arms feel? If there's any discomfort, tell me, and I'll sew them again."
Mute nodded and pointed to his sewn-on arm, gesturing his thanks:
"Abba abba (No, no need, Tailor, your corpse-sewing technique is really good. Our arms feel the same as before after being reattached)."
Just then.
A voice came from behind.
"Everyone, you're here quite early."
It was Glasses, with a lazy orange cat perched on his shoulder. He walked towards them, pushed up his reading glasses, and smiled.
At the same time.
The lazy orange cat on his shoulder looked up and meowed at Fatty and the others, as a gesture of friendly response. After all, it was now a key protégé of the Sen Luo Division, one of its future high-ranking officials. According to Glasses, it couldn't always be so aloof; it had to build good relationships with colleagues.
"Meow~"
"Huahua has gotten fatter again, no, stronger again."
Fatty looked over with a smile.
Huahua's small, chubby cat face smiled slightly:
"You flatter me, you flatter me, I've made a little progress."
[Ding! Huahua... Who told the host to improve so quickly? I'm gaining strength by borrowing his ghost-back pattern.]
[Host has obtained System Points +160]
Just as he finished speaking, Glasses interjected:
"Huahua, there's no need to be modest. You are truly gifted. My judgment was indeed good. I really know how to choose talent, hahahaha."
As he was laughing.
A soft "dong dong dong" knock came from behind, accompanied by an elderly figure:
"Everyone seems to be in good spirits."
Glasses and the others turned to look and greeted:
"Old Willow."
It was Grandpa Willow. Although he joined the Sen Luo Division the latest, his strength ranked among the top. Coupled with his age, as he entered, all the high-ranking officials of the Sen Luo Division treated him with great courtesy.
Glasses also continued with a smile:
"Yes, we are in good spirits. The talents I've cultivated are getting stronger and stronger. Haha, I think in a while, they'll be able to match us. How could we not be in good spirits? But Old Willow, you seem to be in good spirits too."
As he said this.
Grandpa Willow couldn't help but look up. He looked at Glasses, who was flanked by Fatty, Tailor, Mute, and Stutter, with Huahua perched on his shoulder, and replied with a smile:
"This old man is also in very good spirits."
At the same time.
Fatty saw Grandpa Willow's thoughts and, chuckling inwardly, looked at Glasses... Fortunately, Glasses wasn't like Kha'Zix in LoL, otherwise, in this situation, he would trigger the isolated passive, hahahaha.
Glasses, who was unaware of the situation, heard this and smiled:
"Indeed, we should be in good spirits. Today is a big day. Our zombie who was out is finally returning. Let's go, let's go inside quickly. I think the zombie has been waiting inside for a long time."
...