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It has to be said that the flying zombie is really good at concealing its whereabouts. Even if Su Feng activated all five senses and used the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques to track it, he could only find some traces.
All the clues pointed to one location.
Where is that over there?
The group stood atop the hill, peering down at a large mansion below, expressing their confusion.
"Why would anyone build a house in this desolate place?"
There are no villages or shops around here, it's as illogical as building a restaurant in the middle of a desert.
At the same time, the existence of the mansion in this gloomy corner seems so eerie.
"Master, shouldn't we go back to Maoshan to inform the elders first?"
Mao Dian asked the question cautiously.
With the few talismans they have left, it's simply not enough to deal with the flying zombies!
Moreover, we are short-handed, so it would be better to go back and ask for reinforcements.
Long Chuan shook his head, "It's too late to go back now. By the time we've gone back and forth, the flying zombie might have already traveled thousands of miles. I don't know how many people will die at its hands by then."
Flying zombies are like a plague; if left unchecked, they can infect a village or even a town overnight.
Thousands upon thousands of people will die as a result.
He dared not gamble with so many lives, so he could only race against time.
Moreover, they have now brought in Su Feng, a powerful and exceptionally capable individual, who might actually be able to put up a fight.
"Young friend Su, let's go down and take a look."
Regardless, the aura of the flying zombie was indeed present. After discussing it for a while, the group decided to go down and see what was going on.
They hurried down the hillside and cautiously approached the magnificent manor before them...
Only upon closer inspection did I notice that red lanterns were hanging around the house, and red paper scraps from burnt firecrackers were scattered on the ground.
At the top of the mansion, the words "Jiang Mansion" are prominently displayed.
"Young master, this place feels so eerie..."
Chen Yue followed behind, muttering to herself.
Not only her, but others had the same strange idea.
"It seems there's a joyous occasion at the Jiang residence today... but why is there not a single sign of human presence?"
Long Chuan looked around and, apart from the gloomy atmosphere, the entire mansion seemed as eerie and sinister as if it were built in the underworld.
Normally, even when celebrating a happy occasion, there would be a cacophony of firecrackers and drums... but right now, the Jiang residence is so quiet that not a sound can be heard.
If it weren't for the lingering smell of smoke, everyone would have thought that no one lived here.
Feng Yu Lei Dian mustered his courage and went inside, calling out, "Is anyone home?"
Disturbing someone in the middle of the night is obviously not a good idea, so giving a greeting is just a matter of politeness.
I called out several times, but there was no response.
Is nobody here?
Feng Yu Lei Dian scratched his head, about to speak again, when suddenly a figure walked into the hall ahead.
The newcomer was short, short-sighted, and had a somewhat sleazy appearance; he walked with a hunched back...
"Oh my, what a rare guest..." The newcomer moved closer, looked at Su Feng and the others standing outside the door, and said with a smile, "I am the steward of the Jiang family. Today is the wedding day of my young master. I presume you are all here to attend the banquet."
Long Chuan, being a straightforward person, asked directly, "We have other important matters to attend to. I wonder if anything strange happened at your residence just now?"
Butler Jiang remained unfazed, maintaining that enigmatic smile, and replied, "I'm truly sorry, I was busy with the banquet and may not have noticed..."
As she spoke, she stepped back slightly and gestured for him to come in, saying, "Since everyone is here, why don't you come in and have a drink before you leave? It's also a way of congratulating the young master."
Long Chuan hesitated for a moment, then glanced back at Su Feng.
They came in pursuit of the flying zombies, not for pleasure.
However, Su Feng remained calm, smiling and nodding, "Since the butler is so kind, let's go have a couple of drinks."
“Young friend Su…” Long Chuan frowned slightly and quickly moved closer to Su Feng, “Right now, the flying zombie matter is the key issue.”
“Senior Longchuan, why are you in such a hurry?” Su Feng said with a smile, pointing to the four people, Feng Yu Lei Dian, beside him. “After such a long journey, everyone must be tired. Let’s go in, have a drink and rest for a while. It won’t delay anything.”
"Moreover, if the flying zombie is really in this mansion, we can secretly investigate it in case anything unexpected happens."
Su Feng's few simple words left Long Chuan speechless.
He thought about it and realized it made sense. Although his apprentices hadn't complained, they must have been exhausted. Now that they had finally found a place to rest, stop and have a drink of water to catch their breath, it was a good thing.
Furthermore, if the flying zombies are indeed hiding in the Jiang family mansion, they are like a time bomb. If they leave now, this family may suffer a terrible fate.
“As you said, young friend Su…” Long Chuan nodded, glancing back at Butler Jiang’s direction, “Then I’ll take my leave.”
"Everyone, please come this way."
Led by Steward Jiang, the group entered the Jiang residence.
The mansion was quiet and secluded, with a faint fragrance of jasmine blossoms... but this fragrance could not mask the eerie atmosphere that permeated the place.
The smell was like that of a corpse...
After passing through the spacious courtyard, the group arrived at the main hall.
Just like today's grand feast, the dining table in the inner hall is set with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, as well as several bottles of fine wine, which exude a fragrant aroma.
After a day of hunger, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, seeing this table full of food, tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my face.
"Please take your seats, everyone. I'll go inform the master," Butler Jiang said calmly, then turned and walked into the inner room.
Everyone sat down quietly, not daring to chat in the gloomy and eerie atmosphere.
No matter what, they are guests, and they understand this basic etiquette: no one dares to touch their chopsticks until the host arrives.
"Young Master, I feel like something's off here." Chen Yue and Chen Xing sat down and immediately reported the situation to Su Feng.
Although their cultivation levels weren't high, they were exceptionally sensitive to spiritual energy. Upon entering the inner hall, they sensed something amiss...
"Stay calm—don't act rashly," Su Feng said softly.
If Chen Yue and Chen Xing could detect something amiss, then he would sense it even more clearly.
The entire Jiang residence was filled with the aura of death... Even the joyous occasion of a grand banquet was devoid of vitality, deathly still, making people feel listless.
"Young friend Su, don't you find it strange that it seems like there's no one else here besides us?"
Long Chuan looked around and asked in confusion.
Su Feng smiled dismissively, "Since we're here, let's make the best of it. Senior Longchuan, there's no need to make a fuss."
Rather, he already knew why things were this way.
According to the plot of "The Age of Zombies", the Jiang family has been doing business with the dead for many years, and the yin energy is extremely heavy. Almost no one dares to associate with them, so it is not surprising that the Jiang family is built in a desolate place.
Just then, footsteps approached from afar, and an old man entered the inner hall.
The newcomer was dressed in fine clothes and exuded an air of nobility; he was clearly the master of the Jiang family.
"Welcome to my home. Please forgive me if the meal is simple and the hospitality is lacking."
Master Jiang smiled kindly and even brought over a bottle of his own homemade rice wine.
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Master Longchuan and his apprentice were flattered and quickly stood up to reply, "Master Jiang is too kind. We are the ones who came uninvited. Please forgive us, Master Jiang."
Su Feng found the back-and-forth maneuvering between the two sides quite amusing.
“Chen Yue Chen Xing…” Su Feng lowered his voice and tentatively asked the two women beside him, “Have you noticed anything unusual about this Master Jiang?”
Chen Yue narrowed her eyes, carefully examining him, and then said softly, "Master Jiang looks well, walks with a graceful gait, and his demeanor is powerful; he must be a martial artist... but he is shrouded in yin energy, I wonder if it's because of this house?"
Chen Xing pouted and shook her head.
Su Feng smiled and said, "It seems that Chen Yue can still see quite a lot."
Just as Chen Yue said, this Master Jiang was indeed a martial arts expert and the last martial arts champion during the Republic of China era!
His combat prowess goes without saying. Just half a month ago, even without using magic, Su Feng might not have been able to gain the upper hand in a physical fight with him, which shows how formidable he is.
Although he is quite old now, Master Jiang is in excellent spirits, which suggests that he has not neglected his martial arts skills.
Just then, the sound of firecrackers suddenly rang out outside the courtyard, interrupting the polite conversation between Master Jiang and Long Chuan and the others.
"Here it comes, here it comes, it's starting."
Following Master Jiang's gaze, the bride and groom were arriving together in the courtyard, with the matchmaker on the left and the butler on the right.
The whole process seemed a bit rushed, and there was a slight sense of discomfort.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers and the gazes of the crowd, the newlyweds entered the inner hall and knelt before Master Jiang.
They're about to serve tea.
As always, it was all traditional rules and regulations.
However, what happened next surprised everyone present.
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Then, Steward Jiang carried a person with a red cloth covering their head out of the back room and gently placed them next to Master Jiang's seat.
According to seniority, that position should be the matriarch of the Jiang family, the wife of Master Jiang.
But when Butler Jiang lifted the red cloth over the head of the person sitting in the seat, she found a pale face!
The four people gasped in shock at the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning!
Even Long Chuan, who was used to seeing the world, was shocked by what he saw!
The old woman sat stiffly, her face glistening with oil, maintaining an elegant smile, her body motionless, like a doll.
"Master..."
Chen Yue and Chen Xing felt a little flustered and gently grabbed Su Feng's hands from both sides.
They had never seen anything like this before, and now they felt a chill run down their spines.