In the morning, Wang Xianzhi got up and went downstairs.
As he passed the room where the little zombie was kept, he was about to head to the first floor.
Before he even reached the first floor, he heard a thumping sound.
The sound was very faint. Wang Xianzhi thought of the little zombie in the coffin and looked through the window.
He saw that the coffin, which had been standing upright, had now fallen to the ground.
This startled Wang Xianzhi, who thought the little zombie inside the coffin had escaped.
He quickly walked to Zhao Yan's door, knocked a few times, and called out, "Master, something is very wrong in your room. Please come and take a look."
Zhao Yan was woken up by Wang Xianzhi's voice. She opened her eyes, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and opened the door. Seeing Wang Xianzhi anxiously pointing at the little zombie's room, she said, "Master, please go and see."
Zhao Yan had great confidence in her talismans. She had placed more than a dozen talismans on the little zombie, so no matter what, the little zombie would not be able to escape.
Just as she was about to tell Wang Xianzhi to relax, she actually heard the thumping sound.
She couldn't help but be stunned, thinking, "Impossible," and walked towards the room.
Seeing that the door was locked, she ran to the bedroom, got the key.
When she rented the place, the landlord had given her a large set of keys.
Zhao Yan had given Wang Xianzhi and Wu Jiaxin a set of keys each, to open every door in the rooms.
Arriving at the door, she saw the Black Tiger General sleeping on the ground.
Zhao Yan was about to move the Black Tiger General aside.
Before she could act, the Black Tiger General opened its eyes, squinted, grinned at Zhao Yan, then got up and retreated to Zhao Yan's side.
"Master, why is this Black Tiger General so happy for no reason?" Wang Xianzhi asked.
Zhao Yan shook her head. How would she know why the Black Tiger General was so happy for no reason?
Taking out the key, she unlocked the locked door and pushed it open.
As she entered the room, the sound from inside the coffin became even louder.
"Let's be careful," Wang Xianzhi said, taking out a talisman as he saw Zhao Yan walking towards the coffin.
To be safe, Zhao Yan still asked Wang Xianzhi to fetch her peach wood sword.
Wang Xianzhi turned and walked into the room, immediately handing the peach wood sword to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan did not immediately right the coffin. Instead, she kicked it with her foot.
"Help... help me!"
Hearing the voice from inside the coffin, Wang Xianzhi exclaimed in shock, "That little zombie can speak human language?"
The voice sounded weak, but it wasn't a childish voice. Instead, it was the voice of an adult.
Zhao Yan grabbed the coffin and forcefully flipped it over.
When she saw that there were three people inside the coffin, she was stunned.
"Senior brother, we are finally saved!" the man said weakly.
To avoid suffocating in the coffin, he had dug a gap at the bottom of the coffin with his hands.
If the little zombie's hands hadn't tightly locked him and Shi Jiezhang, he could have raised his hands and pushed open the coffin lid.
Looking at Zhao Yan, the man couldn't hold back any longer and cried out.
He wasn't as miserable as Shi Jiezhang, who was being drained of blood by the little zombie, but he wasn't lucky either, having had a lot of his yang energy drained.
Not to mention, he had been in the coffin for over four hours.
As for Shi Jiezhang, his face seemed frozen by the cold. His entire face was pale.
Seeing the mist he exhaled proved he was still alive.
The little zombie quickly retracted its hands, used them to support itself on the ground, and quickly stood upright, wanting to jump towards Zhao Yan, but its legs were not obeying.
Zhao Yan had not only placed talismans on the little zombie's forehead but also on its feet.
This caused the little zombie to be unable to move a single step.
The little zombie had absorbed the yang energy of Shi Jiezhang and his junior brother, but these two people's yang energy was not enough to satisfy it. This yang energy was just a drop in the bucket.
Not to mention, the little zombie could only move its upper body, while its lower body was tightly adhered to by the talismans.
It had also tried to remove the talismans on its body with its hands, but as soon as its hands touched the talismans, it would be struck by the yang energy within the talismans.
If it were in its prime, such talismans would not have been a major problem for the little zombie, but now they had become its biggest problem.
Zhao Yan looked closely at the faces of these two people and felt that she had seen one of their faces somewhere before.
Upon closer inspection, she remembered that she had seen a male Taoist priest a few days ago, whose name seemed to be Shi something Chang.
What was puzzling was why this guy was here and had gotten into the coffin. Zhao Yan was a bit confused.
For now, she focused her attention on the little zombie.
Seeing that the little zombie's legs were stuck by the talismans and it couldn't jump at all, Zhao Yan put away the peach wood sword.
The talisman that was originally on the little zombie's forehead fell to the ground. Picking up the talisman, she strode towards the little zombie.
The little zombie raised its hands, preparing to block her.
As soon as its hands were halfway out, Zhao Yan grabbed them.
With a "snap," the talisman was stuck to the little zombie's forehead.
The little zombie was like a doll that had lost power. Its raised hands quickly fell from mid-air.
"Disciple, come and lend me a hand. Let's stand the coffin upright together and put the little zombie back inside," Zhao Yan said, turning around.
Wang Xianzhi came to Zhao Yan's side and helped her to right the coffin.
After the coffin was standing upright, Zhao Yan put the little zombie inside.
Lifting the coffin lid and closing it, Zhao Yan patted her hands.
She squatted down and checked on Shi Jiezhang and the other man.
After a thorough examination, Zhao Yan exclaimed in surprise.
These two people had only lost two-thirds of their yang energy, and their lives were not in danger. As long as their lost yang energy was replenished, they would be safe and sound.
"If it were a ferocious little zombie, these two would likely be dead by now," Zhao Yan said.
To figure out why these two were here, Zhao Yan checked the store's surveillance footage.
Watching their furtive movements, Zhao Yan understood. These two were thieves.
Shi Jiezhang had lost more yang energy.
Zhao Yan restored a little yang energy to both of them, but not much, just enough for them to speak barely.
Seeing that the man had regained consciousness, Zhao Yan squatted down and asked him a few questions.
At first, the man was defiant. Zhao Yan reached out, grabbed the back of his neck, and brought his neck close to the little zombie's mouth.
Then, with her other hand, she reached out, about to remove the talisman from the little zombie's forehead.
Seeing what was happening before him, the man's legs trembled with fear. He had been locked in the coffin all night and was completely traumatized.
Before Zhao Yan could ask anything, he confessed immediately.
"My second senior brother and I came to steal dogs!"
"I didn't do it willingly. My second senior brother forced me. I am innocent. If you have any business, find my second senior brother. Don't come looking for me."