Old Mo basically understood the gist from our conversation.
However, he couldn't be certain and, with my grandmother present, he vaguely referred to it as "that thing."
But I knew what he meant by "that thing."
He was referring to a zombie.
Although I hadn't seen the scene myself, if Wei Lao Er was indeed bitten to death, then it was practically confirmed.
I nodded slightly:
"It's more than likely, it must be that thing."
Hearing me say that, Old Mo couldn't help but gasp:
"Then shall we go over there now?"
I didn't answer immediately but glanced at my grandmother beside me.
My grandmother, while not fully understanding what "that thing" we were talking about referred to,
knew it was something evil.
Seeing me look at her, she directly said:
"You go ahead! The Bodhisattva will protect you!"
Hearing my grandmother speak, Old Mo and I both nodded:
"Don't worry, Grandma, we're leaving then!"
After speaking, I finished the last spoonful of congee.
"Grandma, I, Mo Ting, will keep an eye on Qin Ze!"
Old Mo also wiped his mouth.
Then, the two of us took all the tools we had made the previous night.
And immediately left the house.
My grandmother watched our retreating backs with a long sigh.
When I looked back at her, I saw her eyes were slightly closed and her hands were clasped together.
She was likely praying for us...
I felt a sense of emptiness in my heart.
But for someone like me, having embarked on this path, there was no turning back.
It was a road to death with no retreat.
Moreover, I wouldn't allow such a malevolent entity to appear around our village.
Because these things had indirectly threatened my grandmother...
Upon reaching the village entrance, I saw my second uncle waiting.
He was sitting on a three-wheeled vehicle.
This three-wheeler was his own, much newer than the one Wei Lao Da had driven last time.
Old Mo and I immediately got onto the three-wheeler.
My second uncle didn't hesitate and immediately started the engine, heading towards Qingshi Village.
On the way, my second uncle spoke to us:
"Ze Wa, you said, you said that Old Master Wei has already been sent off.
How come Wei Lao Er lost his life?"
Hearing my second uncle's question, I decided to play coy and said directly:
"This should be related to Old Master Wei's corpse.
It's highly likely he reanimated and bit Wei Lao Er to death..."
My second uncle gasped, and while driving, continued to ask:
"How, how could he reanimate..."
Since we were in the car and had nothing else to do,
I analyzed my deductions for my second uncle:
"Second Uncle, there are many reasons why a corpse might reanimate.
Feng Shui, lingering obsessions, corpse miasma, and so on.
Firstly, Old Master Wei had lingering obsessions when he died.
Secondly, Old Master Wei still had a breath in him when he died,
that breath was stuck in his throat.
Even though we sent off his soul and dispelled his obsessions,
that breath remained trapped within Old Master Wei's corpse.
After being left for a few days, that breath caused the corpse to condense a heavy corpse miasma.
My current cultivation is not enough to directly dispel this breath.
That's why I asked Wei Lao Da to burn the corpse that night.
But who knew he lost the corpse.
I suspect that after the corpse was lost, it must have come into contact with something.
Like wild cats or dogs.
A corpse imbued with corpse miasma, upon encountering such taboo things, could directly reanimate."
I paused at this point.
My second uncle listened intently.
Then, I lit a cigarette and continued:
"I guess the reason Old Master Wei's corpse couldn't be found the night before yesterday
was because it reanimated at the foot of the mountain after the car accident.
It was nearing dawn, and the Yang energy in the heavens and earth was strengthening.
Old Master Wei, who had become a zombie, then jumped into the mountains to hide.
That's why the Wei family couldn't find him.
Last night, Old Master Wei emerged again.
Following the characteristic of reanimated corpses killing their closest relatives first,
he found Wei Lao Er's home and bit him to death.
However, I'm puzzled.
Logically, with my talismans,
a newly reanimated zombie shouldn't have been able to enter Wei Lao Er's body.
Second Uncle, are you sure you gave the talismans to Wei Lao Er?"
After hearing my explanation, my second uncle finally understood everything.
At the same time, hearing my question, he nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, I definitely gave them.
All the talismans you gave me, I distributed them.
The Wei brothers all received some.
Moreover, Wei Lao Da even gave me a thousand yuan as a running errand fee for this matter, hehehe.
Oh right, Ze Wa, Wei Lao Da also gave me your consultation fee.
Eight thousand yuan, six thousand, no, no, four thousand yuan, I left it at home.
Look at me, I almost forgot about this matter..."
Hearing my second uncle's words, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
To reduce eight thousand to four thousand, this middleman, Second Uncle, was truly black-hearted.
No wonder Huang Jiu Niang wanted to eat their black-hearted livers as a side dish.
But my mind was still occupied with the matter of the zombie.
I was too lazy to argue with my second uncle about the consultation fee at this moment.
I just urged my second uncle to drive faster.
If we were too late, the corpse might be taken away by the authorities, which would be troublesome.
Because a corpse bitten by a zombie would turn into a walking corpse.
Once the bitten corpse was taken away, and something went wrong in the process,
if it suddenly reanimated before being burned,
then the situation would be dire, possibly endangering more people...