Zhao Yan immediately became alert, making no other moves, her eyes fixed on the little zombie.
The more she observed, the more she noticed the low Yin energy emanating from the little zombie, making it appear very weak.
She understood then that the little zombie must have lost a lot of Yin energy after being attacked by many Xuanmen Taoist priests.
How did the little zombie find its way here?
Zhao Yan subconsciously glanced at her bag. It was likely attracted by the Yin-Yang Pearls inside.
It was past ten o'clock, and pedestrians occasionally passed by on the street.
She feared the little zombie might suddenly go berserk and attack the pedestrians.
With this thought, Zhao Yan called Wang Xianzhi over.
"Disciple, take these talismans. After I open the door, if the little zombie attacks, you'll assist me from my side."
Although the little zombie was weak, it was still an uncorrupted corpse.
It was better to be cautious, especially since Wang Xianzhi and Wu Jiaxin were with her.
"Mas… Master, you just said little… little zombie."
"It came to our place?"
Wang Xianzhi looked apprehensive, his hands trembling slightly as he held Zhao Yan's talismans.
"Don't be afraid, the little zombie is very weak, I can handle it alone, but I called you over to lend a hand just in case."
As Zhao Yan spoke, she reached out and grabbed the doorknob.
Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath, looking expectantly at the door, his hand gripping the talismans tightly.
The moment she grasped the doorknob, Zhao Yan felt no sound of fingernails scratching the door.
She thought the little zombie had left.
As she opened the door, the little zombie collapsed on the threshold.
She quickly crouched down to examine it, finding that all the Yin energy in the little zombie had been depleted.
Seeing the little zombie had fainted, Wang Xianzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Zhao Yan had said she could handle it alone, this was still an uncorrupted corpse. A small accident could cause them a lot of trouble.
To prevent the little zombie from taking any drastic actions, Zhao Yan took out over a dozen Yin-Suppression Talismans and pasted them all over the little zombie from head to toe.
Watching Zhao Yan busy herself, Wang Xianzhi asked with some confusion, "Master, why are we going through all this trouble? We could just push the little zombie into the incinerator and turn it into ashes with high heat."
"Even though the little zombie has fainted now, leaving it here is like a ticking time bomb. If it explodes, we'll all be finished."
Zhao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "To become an uncorrupted corpse is also the little zombie's fortune. It would be a pity to cremate it with fire."
She had heard from the old man that an uncorrupted corpse was a treasure from head to toe.
"With the little zombie's Yin energy completely depleted, and with these dozen talismans of mine, it will be difficult for it to become powerful."
"Let's wait and see. If anything goes wrong, we can push it into the incinerator."
All things possess sentience. The reason Zhao Yan did not do as Wang Xianzhi suggested was that the little zombie, despite facing attacks from dozens of Xuanmen Taoist priests, had not killed any of them, only using its Yin energy to impede their actions.
With this in mind, Zhao Yan decided to observe.
If the little zombie truly harbored malicious intent, it would be sent to the incinerator immediately.
"Can these dozen talismans really restrain it?" Wang Xianzhi asked worriedly.
Zhao Yan nodded, "Don't worry, these dozen talismans are enough. To be safe, let's buy a coffin and place the little zombie inside."
Wang Xianzhi immediately said, "I'll go buy one."
"Let's go tomorrow. Those who sell coffins would have closed by now."
Wang Xianzhi was still too worried about the little zombie and said, "Master, don't worry. Money makes the world go round. I'll definitely have the coffin delivered to you in an hour."
Seeing Wang Xianzhi's eagerness, Zhao Yan didn't say much more and told him to drive slowly.
She had originally wanted to draw a few more talismans, but now she didn't have the focus to do so.
Standing before the little zombie, Zhao Yan observed it carefully.
Recalling the hardness of an uncorrupted corpse, like iron, Zhao Yan picked up a dagger, grabbed the little zombie's finger, and gently made a cut.
As she made the cut, Zhao Yan felt as if her dagger had hit a piece of iron.
There was no mark on the little zombie's little finger.
Zhao Yan examined it back and forth, feeling surprised.
No wonder dozens of Xuanmen Taoist priests had attacked for so long without causing significant damage to the little zombie.
If not for the depletion of its Yin energy by them, dozens of Xuanmen Taoist priests would likely have been unable to deal with it.
As Zhao Yan examined it closely, she discovered that the little zombie was not without its weaknesses.
At least its backside was soft.
If the little zombie went berserk, one could target its backside.
As she was thinking, the sound of a car horn echoed from outside the shop.
Zhao Yan looked towards the window and saw a small truck parked in front of the shop.
A few workers got out of the truck, and Wang Xianzhi's car stopped behind the truck.
Zhao Yan checked her phone. Wang Xianzhi had said he would be back in an hour, and he had indeed returned in just an hour.
"Master, I've bought it," Wang Xianzhi said to Zhao Yan.
"Good, carry the coffin to the second floor," Zhao Yan said.
Wang Xianzhi spoke to the workers, and they carried the coffin upstairs.
Zhao Yan instructed them to place the coffin upright.
Zombies mostly stood.
With the coffin placed upright, Zhao Yan carried the little zombie to the second floor.
The little zombie was about 1.4 meters tall, but it was not light, weighing at least ninety catties.
After placing the little zombie inside the coffin, Zhao Yan pasted another talisman on the outside of the coffin.
"Master, why don't we nail the coffin shut?" Wang Xianzhi still said worriedly.
Zhao Yan patted his shoulder, "Don't worry."
She glanced at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock. "Alright, you should get some rest now. I need to rest too."
Wang Xianzhi nodded and walked out of the shop.
Zhao Yan also walked towards her room, thinking that if the old man returned, she would let him make the decision.
Around two in the morning, two figures appeared outside the shop.
These two figures stealthily approached the shop.
"Senior Brother, you think the dog full of spiritual energy is in this shop?" a man asked.
Shi Jichang said excitedly, "It's this shop. Don't you know how to pick locks? Hurry up and open the door. The owner of this shop is no ordinary person, so try to make as little noise as possible."
As he said this, Shi Jichang secretly despised his junior sister.
The moment she saw Zhao Yan break through the ghost domain with seven talismans, she dared not follow him.
As long as he captured this spiritual dog and presented it to his master, he would surely please the old man and earn great merit.
Perhaps if his master was happy, he would immediately give him some treasures, and then he could show off to his junior sister. Thinking about it made him feel very pleased.