Besides the corpse of Wei Lao Er's wife, Wei Lao Er's own corpse was also experiencing rigor mortis.
Their deaths were identical, both bitten on the neck by a zombie.
Two large bloody holes remained on their necks, having been drained of blood to death.
Looking at the two bodies on the ground, I was now a hundred percent certain.
They were killed by zombies.
I took a deep breath and covered the white cloth back over them.
Just then, Old Mo next to me spoke up:
"So they were really killed by zombies. It's going to be a busy night."
After speaking, Old Mo took out a cigarette and lit it.
Uncle Er, standing to the side, also widened his eyes.
He glanced at the bodies with some trepidation and asked me and Old Mo:
"Ze Wa, then, then how are you going to deal with that thing?
I've heard that zombies are fierce, with bronze skin and iron bones, impervious to blades and spears."
Seeing Uncle Er's frightened expression, I smiled slightly:
"That thing is indeed tough, but a newly reanimated corpse isn't as formidable as imagined.
Tonight, we just need to wait here patiently for the zombie to come to us."
I said.
Uncle Er listened, stunned, and shivered all over.
The Wei family members outside, after seeing off the officials, returned.
Wei Laoda, along with his two brothers, rushed back.
Seeing us standing by the bodies, Wei Laoda quickly asked:
"Daoist Qin, Daoist Mo, they said that Old Second and his wife were bitten to death by lynxes..."
It was obvious that Wei Laoda wanted the most direct and affirmative answer from me.
Old Mo and I gave wry smiles and hadn't spoken yet.
Uncle Er, standing nearby, appeared serious and quickly said:
"Old Wei! Do you believe that?
To tell you the truth, my eldest nephew and the others have already figured out the cause.
Your Old Second was bitten to death by a zombie and drained of blood.
This matter can only be handled by my eldest nephew and them now.
Right?"
After speaking, Uncle Er looked at Old Mo and me for confirmation.
Old Mo and I both nodded.
I further added:
"Preliminary conjecture is that their deaths were caused by Grandpa Wei's corpse reanimating into a zombie and returning to bite them.
If this is not dealt with, it will continue to target the rest of you tonight.
Until you are bitten to death, it will then go on to bite others..."
Although the Wei family had their suspicions and answers, their faces changed drastically upon receiving my confirmation.
They all gasped.
Wei Laosi's face turned pale with fright:
"Daoist Qin, how did my dad, my dad reanimate? Didn't you send him off earlier?"
"What was sent off was the soul, the corpse is a different matter."
I replied directly.
Wei Laosan and his wife listened, then said:
"Daoist Qin! You must help us!"
"Yes, yes, Daoist Qin's cultivation is profound, he must have a way.
We won't let the Daoist work in vain.
My eldest brother, eldest brother will give you tea money, right eldest brother?"
Wei Laoda glanced at his two siblings and said nothing.
He just looked at me respectfully and said:
"Daoist Qin, only you can help us now.
We implore Daoist Qin and Daoist Mo to lend us a hand.
So that my father's body can be buried properly and peacefully."
As he spoke, he took out an Agricultural Bank of China card and handed it over.
"I know the matter is tricky, but there is fifty thousand yuan in here. Please accept it, Daoist Qin and Daoist Mo."
Upon hearing fifty thousand yuan, Old Mo and I both subtly changed our expressions.
I had suffered from poverty, and fifty thousand yuan was a considerable sum to me.
Although Old Mo's family had some means, it all belonged to his parents.
He himself had never earned so much money.
However, earning money to support himself through his hobby would undoubtedly excite Old Mo.
But Old Mo and I did not immediately respond. Uncle Er, standing beside us,'s eyes lit up, and he said to me:
"Qin Ze, fifty thousand is quite a lot.
Why don't you help the Wei family?"
Seeing Uncle Er speak on his behalf, Wei Laoda cast a grateful glance at him.
Old Mo and I smiled inwardly. In fact, even if the Wei family hadn't offered money, Old Mo and I would have helped.
But since the other party was willing to offer some tea money, Old Mo and I wouldn't act like saints and refuse.
I cleared my throat:
"Uncle Wei, although the matter is difficult to handle.
But rest assured, Mo Ting and I will handle it for you.
So that Grandpa Wei's body can be properly buried.
And that the old man can rest in peace below."
Saying this, I took the bank card.
I found that the password was also attached to the back of the card.
"Yes, yes, with Daoist Qin's word, I am relieved."
Wei Laoda said happily.
He ran a small business in the city, selling fruits at a storefront, with an annual income of several hundred thousand.
In our local area, he was considered a prominent figure.
Accepting fifty thousand yuan as a service fee was not much for him.
For Old Mo and me, it was also a decent income.
I had Old Mo keep the bank card safe.
Then I said to Wei Laoda:
"Uncle Wei, it's still early.
Zombies do not appear during the day.
The immediate task is to have these two corpses cremated as soon as possible.
If the time is prolonged, these corpses might also reanimate.
And rise up to bite people."