CHAPTER 357: CHAPTER 235: MIDNIGHT WESTERNER

A cluster of Samadhi True Flame was conjured up, and when it landed on the upside-down corpse, it instantly burned it into a dry skeleton.

Only then did the undying upside-down corpse finally stop its movements completely.

Seeing Sun Yan’s fire manipulation skills, the people of Zhu Family Town surrounding him regarded him as an Immortal, their trust in Sun Yan ingrained deep within them.

Zhu Honggao stood respectfully to the side, bowing as he asked, "Mr. Sun, you are truly miraculous. We’ve tried burning these monsters with every kind of fire, but nothing worked. And yet, you just came and solved it."

Sun Yan asked indifferently, "Do you recognize these upside-down corpses?"

"Some of them, yes. They’re the missing townspeople, and I suspect that Western missionary did something to them, which is why they ended up like this, neither human nor ghost. Mr. Sun, you must stand up for Zhu Family Town."

Sun Yan turned to leave, "I’ll stay in your town tonight and see. If I can spot that Western missionary again, perhaps I’ll know what’s going on."

"Alright, I’ve already instructed my servants to prepare a room for you in the manor. Stay at my place tonight."

...

Night fell, and silence ensued.

The entire Zhu Family Town fell into a chaotic atmosphere of fear again.

The townspeople stayed indoors, afraid to go out. Lately, more and more people have gone missing, and some of the upside-down bodies in the granary are actually townsfolk.

Zhu Dagui was the town’s butcher, making a living by selling meat. He’s considered somewhat brave.

Ever since strange incidents started happening in town, Zhu Dagui carried knives with him even while sleeping, he had a slaughter knife by his bedside.

The elders say that a slaughter knife has an ominous aura that even spirits fear, hence butchers are rarely targeted by Ah Piao.

Thud, thud, thud!

A series of knocking sounds echoed through the room. Zhu Dagui, who was in a deep sleep, couldn’t ignore the persistent sound.

He opened his eyes in irritation and got up to look outside the window, only to see a shadowy figure standing outside, vaguely resembling a human.

"I’m so hungry, give me something to eat, I’m so hungry, give me something to eat."

Zhu Dagui’s eyes trembled. He knew about the recent incidents in town where people disappeared after they heard knocking.

When they reappeared, they’d already turned into those grotesque forms.

Now it seemed to be his turn.

As a butcher, Zhu Dagui naturally harbored some malice. Seeing himself targeted by something unknown, he felt a surge of anger.

Already irritated from the disrupted sleep, he got up and grabbed the slaughter knife by his bedside, heading outside.

At that moment, his wife woke up and hurriedly grabbed his wrist, shaking her head and advising, "Don’t go, Dagui. We should stay inside. That monster can’t get in, don’t go looking for trouble."

"Damn it, what’s there to fear? Watch me butcher this beast."

Shirtless, Zhu Dagui kicked open the door and went outside, seeing a blonde, blue-eyed Westerner standing stiffly outside the window, continuously banging his head against the glass.

As Zhu Dagui stepped out, the Westerner immediately turned to look at him.

Eerily, the Westerner’s neck twisted in an extremely bizarre manner, causing the seasoned butcher Zhu Dagui to feel a sudden chill, a creeping sense of dread.

"Playing ghost tricks, daring to scare me, let’s see how sharp my blade is."

Zhu Dagui steeled his neck and slashed his knife at the Westerner.

The slaughter knife sunk into the Westerner’s body, which unexpectedly felt like mud, mushy and soft.

"What?" Zhu Dagui was shocked.

This was nothing like he imagined. Before Zhu Dagui could react, the Westerner lunged at him, biting into his shoulder.

"Ah!!!"

...

In Zhu Honggao’s residence, Sun Yan suddenly opened his eyes in the middle of sleep and exited the room.

Soon after, Zhu Honggao, disheveled, ran over with his men, urgently yelling at Sun Yan, "It’s terrible, Mr. Sun, that monster has appeared in town again."

"Lead me there," Sun Yan said immediately.

The group left Zhu Residence and quickly arrived at Zhu Dagui’s house, where they found him convulsing on the ground like an epileptic, his wife holding his chest.

Nearby, several terrified townspeople held hoes and wooden sticks, as if they’d just witnessed something horrifying.

"What’s going on?" Zhu Honggao asked aloud.

"That Westerner, it flew, flew away," the townspeople replied in terror.

"Flew away?" Zhu Honggao frowned; this was something unheard of before.

"Mr. Sun, please save Dagui, he’s in grave condition," a townsman pleaded with Sun Yan.

Zhu Dagui’s neck was covered in blood, even though his wife pressed a cloth against the wound, it was not very effective.

Sun Yan approached Zhu Dagui, pressing down on an artery. With the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, Zhu Dagui’s wound was brought under control.

The wound even closed up tightly, not a single drop of blood flowing out.

"Thank heavens, thank you, Mr. Sun." Zhu Dagui’s wife hastily bowed in gratitude.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Zhu Dagui’s neck twisted at an eerie angle, his eyes fixedly staring at his wife.

He suddenly sat up and grabbed her shoulders, intending to bite.

"Watch out!" someone shouted quickly.

But Sun Yan’s reaction was quicker, pressing his fingers against Zhu Dagui’s forehead, making it impossible for him to move further.

Seeing this, Sun Yan shook his head: "He’s beyond saving; he’s been tainted by the upside-down corpse and his body is transforming into a new one."

"What? Mr. Sun, please save him, I’m begging you,"

Hearing this, Zhu Dagui’s wife knelt, continually knocking her head on the ground, her voice mournful.

They’re all ordinary people, faced with such things, it’s unbearable.

"I have no solution; I don’t even know where these monsters came from," Sun Yan shook his head in regret.

If he could help, he naturally wouldn’t stand by, but in this situation, Zhu Dagui’s condition was beyond saving.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!

Just then, a cry of birds rang out. Sun Yan looked up in response.

Under the moonlit night, atop Zhu Dagui’s roof, two bizarre birds as tall as half a person stood stably, looking down at the people in the courtyard.

These birds were extremely odd, with human faces and bird bodies, one male and one female. The male was delicate and melancholy, the female coy and sinister, possessing a dual moral nature.

Sun Yan’s eyes widened: "These are... Thousand-Year Birds!"

"Oh? This mere mortal can see us, seems he isn’t just an ordinary man,"

Upon being discovered, the female-headed bird spoke, her gaze frigid like an Immortal looking at a human.

"He indeed possesses some cultivation, but alas, he saw us. In such a case, we can’t let him live," the male-headed bird said calmly.