Chapter 1 "Grandpa!"

Ling Dang cried out, heartbroken, and quickly bent down to help the old man.

On the surface, Ling Dang seemed afraid that her grandpa would be hurt and wanted to protect him. However, I clearly saw that she immediately pulled the blanket, quickly covering the old man's neck with it.

"No need to bother. I already saw the seven silver needles behind his neck. He's not your grandpa at all, nor is he a dying old man. He's a corpse that's been dead for decades," I said directly.

"You're talking nonsense! Your grandpa is a corpse! My grandpa is alive, alive, not a corpse!" Ling Dang roared hysterically.

I could only sigh helplessly. "That's right, my grandpa is indeed a corpse. Moreover, he's a corpse that's already completely rotten. Because he died, he became a corpse, and he'll slowly rot. Every normal person is like this after death.

"However, this old man is different. He's too unique, not following the usual path. He's been dead for decades, yet he still refuses to rot. Besides his own deep resentment, there's also the fact that you used silver needles and talismans to seal his corpse, preventing it from rotting, right?"

"What are you saying? I don't understand."

Ling Dang's eyes unconsciously darted towards the doors and windows. She was already planning to escape. However, there was no way I would let her leave this room so easily.

"How could you not understand? Being able to be so natural in front of a corpse, you must also be someone who studies corpse manipulation, right? Which sect are you from? I recently met someone who plays with corpse control. Maybe she's from the same sect as you. I'll bring her to chat with you when I have time," I joked nonsensically.

"I told you, I don't understand what you're talking about," Ling Dang repeated.

She was a very clever woman, knowing that the more you say, the more likely you are to make a mistake. Therefore, she tried to use concise words to deal with me, using words like "no time," "hurry up," and "don't understand" extensively. On one hand, she wouldn't reveal any information. On the other hand, she could increase the sense of urgency. If the other party wasn't absolutely sure of their judgment, they might make a mistake under her urging.

It wasn't easy to get information out of a woman like this. I originally wanted to chat with her more, but since she was responding so skillfully, I had no choice but to change my strategy and continue to display my brute force.

I grabbed the woman from beside the old man, pulled off all the blankets from the old man's body, and then the talismans on the old man's body and the silver needles behind his neck were exposed.

"Now you have nothing to deny, right? This old man is a corpse. You're using the techniques of the Corpse Control Sect to maintain this corpse, keeping it in perfect condition.

"This is a corpse that has been dead for many years, with deep resentment, and has also been placed under a curse. Summoning the soul of this kind of corpse, who knows what kind of thing you'll summon? Maybe you'll directly anger the yin soldiers and yin generals of the Eighteenth Level of Hell. If they all come up together, they'll just chop me up.

"You guys are really smooth with this borrowed knife tactic. If one trick doesn't work, you come up with another. Do you really want me to die so much?"

"That's right, you must die!"

Knowing that she couldn't hide it and couldn't escape, Ling Dang simply stopped pretending. With a flick of her sleeve, she produced a bell. With a clatter, she shook it, and the corpse stood up.

"Wan Qian, I originally wanted you to die a little more gracefully, not to ruin your face. But you don't know how to appreciate kindness, insisting on seeing through that this is a corpse. Since you've seen that this is a corpse, then experience the corpse's moves."

The sound of the bell suddenly quickened, and the corpse swung its fist towards my face. This thing really wanted to ruin my face first.

The corpse had been soaked in medicinal liquid and refined with talismans, making it as tough as copper and iron. Directly confronting it head-on was definitely not a good idea. I dodged and reached for Ling Dang.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Dang's mouth, as if she was waiting for this move. She held up her arm, waiting for me to grab it.

However, I disappointed her. I didn't directly grab her arm. Instead, in a very awkward posture, I suddenly moved my face towards Ling Dang's arm, almost touching it directly.

Ling Dang was stunned, obviously not knowing what trick I was playing, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Just as she was stunned, the corpse's iron arm had already smashed towards her arm, but my face was no longer next to her arm.

Ling Dang realized that something was wrong and quickly shook the bell, wanting to stop the corpse. However, how could the corpse receive the signal so quickly? It still smashed onto Ling Dang's arm.

Unfortunately, that delicate arm had its bones crushed by the corpse. Judging from the sound, it was definitely a comminuted fracture, the kind that couldn't be reattached even with three major surgeries.

Ling Dang screamed, and the copper bell in her hand almost fell.

"Wan Qian, I'll kill you!"

Ling Dang shook the bell in her hand again, and the corpse rushed towards me again.

Of course, I still didn't dare to take it head-on. Although my bones were a little stronger than this woman's, they weren't strong enough to compare with the hardness of a zombie. If I was hit by it, I would definitely suffer a fracture.

I didn't want to break my own bones, so I absolutely couldn't let the corpse's fist hit me. Since it insisted on hitting, then let it hit its master.

Anyway, it had already broken one arm, so it wouldn't hurt to break another.

I repeated the same trick, once again leading the corpse towards Ling Dang.

Having learned her lesson from the previous experience, Ling Dang was indeed much more alert and careful than before. However, while she was increasing her vigilance, she was also slowed down by her injury, and didn't dodge in time, getting her other arm injured again.

Now, she could only hang both arms down in an awkward posture.

However, Ling Dang was unusually persistent, the kind who wouldn't give up until she killed me. Even if she couldn't use both arms, she still shook the bell with her foot, urging the corpse to attack me.

Although I was a little embarrassed, I couldn't let the corpse hit me, right? Helplessly, I could only use that trick again, letting the corpse break Ling Dang's left leg, which she was using to shake the bell.

"Miss, isn't that enough? I think you can stop," I kindly advised.

"Go to hell!" Ling Dang roared angrily, shaking the bell with her only remaining leg.

I secretly lamented in my heart, "It's good that you're a woman. Breaking both of your legs is enough for me. If you were a man, I would have to break one more leg."

I used the same trick for the fourth time, wanting to let the corpse break Ling Dang's only remaining leg again. But seeing the corpse's foot stepping down towards Ling Dang's leg, I still grabbed Ling Dang's shoulder and pulled her back a step, allowing her to avoid the corpse's kick.