Chapter 5: Bombarding Zombies
The clearer Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing understood the situation, the more their expressions darkened.
These two ancient corpses should never have appeared in this era; once they revived, it was likely that everyone on Hong Kong would suffer.
After examining the two ancient corpses, Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing approached Lin Bei. Zhang Tianai said with a grave expression, “Mr. Lin, these two ancient corpses are quite dangerous. They should have been powerful cultivators in life, and after a thousand years in death, they have far surpassed ordinary zombies.
That Silver Armor Corpse already possesses some characteristics of a Flying Zombie. As for the other, its un-rotting bones are almost complete. If it evolves further, I fear it will become a Vicious Zombie.”
Lin Bei twitched his mouth upon hearing this. Although he wasn't clear on how this world classified zombies,
he had watched plenty of supernatural films before transmigrating and had some understanding of Daoist terminology.
Flying Zombie and un-rotting bones sounded terrifying.
He had originally wanted to pick an easy target to test the power of Sun Breathing, but he didn't expect to hit a brick wall directly.
“If we put them in an incinerator, can they be destroyed?”
Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing exchanged glances, then smiled bitterly and said, “I'm afraid not. Ordinary fire can only burn ordinary zombies. It's not very effective against thousand-year-old zombies like these. At the very least, it would require a divine fire like Samadhi True Fire to be effective.”
Lin Bei frowned: “So, you two also can't destroy these two ancient corpses?”
Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing both nodded.
Although they considered ghost-catching and zombie-extermination a business, when faced with such highly dangerous zombies, even if they didn't charge, they had to find a way to eliminate them.
After all, once these zombies revived, with their abilities, it would be difficult enough to protect themselves, let alone those around them.
After receiving a definitive reply, Lin Bei took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
After a long while, he said, “If I use cannons, can I blast these two monsters to death?”
Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing were both baffled by Lin Bei's words.
They had never considered this, as it was peacetime, and Hong Kong was a major city. While gunfights and bomb threats weren't unheard of, the use of artillery shells was truly unprecedented.
After all, currently, within Hong Kong, only the British garrison had the authority to use artillery shells.
The two murmured for a while. Although they held little hope for killing two thousand-year-old zombies with cannons, in the absence of other options, they had to try everything.
Yun Qing, who was familiar with modern technology, even made a suggestion.
“Mr. Lin, if you can really get cannons, I think we can try. And we can also add ingredients to the cannonballs, like black dog blood, cinnabar, and so on. We could even carve talismans onto the cannonballs. Perhaps it really could solve these two zombies.”
Zhang Tianai also added, “I have a paternal uncle who just came down from the mainland. He has our Zhang family's ancestral spiritual pestle and mandala, two magical artifacts that are remarkably effective against evil spirits. Moreover, he is knowledgeable and more powerful than me, so he might have a way to deal with these two zombies.”
Lin Bei heard this and asked with a strange expression, “What is your paternal uncle's name?”
Zhang Tianai replied with a proud look, “His name is Zhang Shiyi. He is the thirty-eighth generation descendant of Celestial Master Zhang. I am the thirty-ninth generation, and in the future, this title of Celestial Master will be inherited by me.”
Lin Bei raised an eyebrow and asked, “Celestial Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain?”
Zhang Tianai's face flushed. He wished it were so, but unfortunately, it wasn't.
His ancestors were indeed surnamed Zhang, and one generation had held the Celestial Master's token, but they truly had no relation to the lineage of Zhang Daoling.
Lin Bei saw Zhang Tianai's embarrassed expression and knew the answer.
He didn't dwell on the topic and continued, “Let's do as you said. First, control these two ancient corpses to prevent them from turning into zombies. I will prepare the cannonballs, and then I'll contact you.”
After saying this, Lin Bei immediately wrote a check for Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing.
To make a horse run, you first have to feed it well.
Originally, he had wanted to use Sun Breathing to see if he could kill these two ancient corpses, but he didn't have suitable weapons at hand right now. He feared that his sword would break before it even touched the ancient corpses.
Watching Zhang Tianai and Yun Qing apply talismans and ink lines to the ancient corpses, the whole process took over half an hour.
After they finished, Lin Bei had his subordinates drag the ancient corpses away.
Leaving them in this place might lead to some unexpected incidents.
Before leaving, Lin Bei also had Boss Hu arrange for people with bodyguards to go to the old man's residence.
In the movie, the old man worshipped the Great Demon God at home, and this thing was not to be moved casually.
But for something of the yin type, simply exposing it to direct sunlight could, to some extent, weaken it.
The old man lived in a tin shack. After Lin Bei found out, he directly had the bodyguards dismantle it and expose the Great Demon God's statue to the sun.
As for the items inside the house, they were all thrown into the incinerator and burned to prevent any further accidents.
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After returning to the Villa in Repulse Bay, Lin Bei went straight to the basement.
As soon as he entered, the old man glared at Lin Bei with hateful eyes, as if wanting to devour him alive.
Lin Bei didn't mind and looked at Wang Jianguo, asking, “Did he confess anything?”
Wang Jianguo shook his head and said helplessly, “He's been cursing non-stop since we picked him up, and he won't say anything when asked.”
Lin Bei then looked back at the old man and said, “I'll give you one minute to explain your situation.”
Without thinking, the old man spat on the ground and began to swear profusely.
Lin Bei was not only not provoked but actually felt a little like laughing.
In the three years he had spent in the Hong Kong Noir World, he had encountered people who cursed more viciously than the old man; this current situation was just a minor issue.
Since the old man was unwilling to confess, he didn't bother to ask further and directly told Wang Jianguo, “Give him some cement and take him to reclaim land.”
“Yes!”
Wang Jianguo responded and then began to work. His movements looked very skilled, clearly not his first time doing this kind of job.
The old man struggled at first, but Wang Jianguo, impatient, knocked him unconscious with a punch, and the basement instantly fell silent.
Watching the old man being carried out like a dead dog, Lin Bei felt no regret.
He had originally wanted to see if he could get anything useful from the old man, but since he wouldn't talk, then he might as well send him on his way.
Anyway, with Lin Bei's financial power, learning from those prominent righteous sects was not a difficult task.
After leaving the basement, Gao Jin hurried in from outside and whispered a report into Lin Bei's ear: “Boss, the Ma SIR you invited has arrived, and the two Police mentioned in the newspaper have also been brought over.”
Lin Bei acknowledged him and then quickened his pace to leave.
In the hall, he saw Ma Fei sitting in a wheelchair, and standing behind him, Mr. Lin and Mr. Miao, who were looking around.
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