Chapter 669: Chapter 669: The Treasure, Yin Bell
"The two of you, step back. I’m fine. What would drive a man to assault a widow and her orphan?" The white-haired elder struggled to his feet, holding his aching back, trying to appear calm but couldn’t help yelping in pain, "It’s just that I’ve got a herniated disc, which is a bit too much to handle."
"I’m so sorry, so so sorry!! Elder tribal chief, it’s my lack of discipline. You’ve taken such good care of our family, and yet my child has lashed out at you." The woman apologized profusely, tears streaming down her face as she hugged Little Turnip Head, bowing repeatedly to the white-haired elder.
I could only use the Binding Curse to temporarily immobilize the zombies.
To prevent them from attacking me and Xiao Shenshen.
Each of these zombies still retained their Living Souls within them.
Thinking about those I had just burned, I reckoned I had thoroughly offended everyone in the stronghold; I didn’t dare set anything else on fire.
"Young Madam, you’re hurt." Xiao Shenshen, initially scared, clung to me, not even daring to breathe heavily.
Seeing the zombies immobilized, she slowly relaxed like a small animal easing into comfort, poking her little head out.
She noticed my palm was cut, and held it, blowing on it tenderly and non-stop.
Her large, watery eyes were misting up.
I sighed inwardly.
Hey, this isn’t about raising medicinal herbs or pets.
It’s clearly like raising a delicate daughter, the kind who’s sweet, cute, and a little silly.
Fearing even the slightest harm might come to her or that she’d be tricked by some jerk.
Zhang Zidao was getting anxious, "The Binding Curse only lasts three minutes, you need to make a decision fast, Ah Shui."
"We have no choice but to burn them. Their souls are controlled by the Yin Bell," the white-haired elder in black clothing sighed deeply, "Senior, rest assured, the one who stole the Yin Bell is my son. It’s all my fault; it has nothing to do with you or your esteemed disciple."
The Yin Bell?
This elder had mentioned this item twice.
It seems to be the only thing that can control all the Walking Corpses.
Recalling the bell rung by the Three-Headed Snake, I gave my head a hard knock.
I must be possessed by a pig; why did I only just remember, "The Yin Bell... seems to be... in the cave. Master, don’t act hastily."
"The Yin Bell... in the cave??"
Down the mountain, two white-bearded old men looked at each other in disbelief.
I checked the time; the Binding Talisman was about to lose its effect.
To prevent Shenshen from being bullied by the zombies, I scooped her up in one arm and entered the cave with her.
No matter how tall she looks, she weighs as much as Ginseng.
Xiao Shenshen is naturally very timid and also afraid of the dark.
In the cave, she huddled her little head, looking around cautiously.
After finding the Yin Bell on the ground, the corner of my mouth twitched.
After becoming molten copper...
The shape seems... well... not quite right...
Turning around, those Walking Corpses had broken free from the shackles of the Binding Curse.
I thought they would attack me, but instead, they knelt down half a meter in front of me. The leader, from behind the mask, made gurgling noises, speaking gibberish.
Xiao Honghong let out a whine, "Woman, you’re a flirt, seducing even zombies!!"
"???" I felt like I was about to be unjustly accused.
Just a second ago, I nearly had my brain eaten by zombies, and now I’m accused of seducing them.
My Xiao Honghong, why don’t you just ascend to heaven??
Braving it out of the cave, I lifted the Yin Bell towards the mountain below and asked awkwardly, "So, erm... what about this—do you want me to throw the Yin Bell down?"
"This shriveled piece of a Copper Block... your village’s treasured artifact, the Yin Bell??" Zhang Zidao’s eyes bulged like copper bells, more bell-like than the Yin Bell in my hands.
The black-clad, white-haired elder visibly twitched, "Judging by the material and... the surrounding Yin energy, it seems to be it... but the design... isn’t quite right."