I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong
Chapter 385 348 Walking Corpse

In the following two days, Trueperson Listening Rain only attempted meditation twice.

But after twice meditating yielding no spiritual energy, he finally gave up trying further.

A person without the heart for Cultivation, what difference does it make even if they were once a Nascent Soul warrior?

In hunger, fatigue, and weariness, death awaited all the same.

So before the third day arrived, Trueperson Listening Rain's physique began to deteriorate rapidly, no different from a true old mortal, already exhausted to the point of collapse.

Conversely, Tian Lin had secretly eaten several types of poisonous fruits along the way. Although still unable to gather cultivation, his physical deterioration was not severe. He even managed to conceal some spiritual energy in his first meridian.

Thankfully, Tian Lin did not abandon Trueperson Listening Rain, and the demoted Supervisor also offered help.

In short, Trueperson Listening Rain thus endured until the fourth day, receiving a promise of food from the second-in-command.

The so-called meat offering turned out to be nothing more than some thumb-sized dog meat.

This dog meat carried a putrid stench; no one knew where it came from or how long it had been kept.

Remarkably, the meat hadn't been infested with maggots. However, at this moment, even if it were, these starving people likely wouldn't care.

Trueperson Listening Rain, who had once been a Nascent Soul warrior, swallowed the meat in just two or three bites.

But Tian Lin had no particular thoughts on the meat.

He took the thumb-sized meat and exchanged it for a small packet of grains.

This small packet of grains, though seemingly meager, could often save lives amid such disaster.

Fortunately, besides giving Tian Lin and Trueperson Listening Rain a bit of meat, the second-in-command also provided them with a bit of grain.

Though Trueperson Listening Rain didn't eat enough to be full, he was spared from starving to death.

"There's a village up ahead; let's walk one more afternoon and rest in the village first."

After listening to the report from the fourth-in-command, the official said to Tian Lin, who was eating the grains, and Trueperson Listening Rain.

Trueperson Listening Rain shoved the slowly chewed grains into his mouth, finishing all his food before the team officially set out.

On the other hand, Tian Lin did not consume the grains exchanged for meat and only ate a few grains from the small bowl given as a reward.

He was not hungry in the least, nor did he feel inclined to eat grains or meat.

The reason he ate a few grains was merely to avoid suspicion;

"You foolish boy, leaving food uneaten might later provoke others' covetousness."

In this Hua Ha Lang team, few people used surnames to address others.

Firstly, this team was essentially composed of people rallied by the official and the second-in-command, along with some cultivators.

Except for a few familiar people with the official, most members were not familiar with each other, nor did they know one another's backgrounds or names.

Secondly, there were too many evil spirits in the mountains, revealing one's name and birthdate risked being targeted by evil spirits, so everyone used code names to address each other.

Lastly, there was really no need to remember real names.

None of them could say when someone might die; remembering each other's names would serve no purpose.

"What you say makes sense, but with food security comes peace of mind."

"A commoner without guilt bears sin with a treasure! If people know I have no food, they won't bother me. But knowing you still hoard food, some might scheme against you constantly."

Trueperson Listening Rain said this and no more.

The group, each carrying a burden, once again traversed through the mountains.

When the sun set and the landscape was bathed in ink-like darkness, this beggar-like team finally saw the village the official had mentioned.

The vast fields outside the village had long been abandoned; these fertile fields once bore heavy rice grains;

But because the heavens punished Great Qi, these fertile fields not only failed to produce crops, but not even a blade of grass grew.

Several mortals knelt on the bund, weeping into the soil, not knowing why they wept.

The official, leading the way, turned and shouted urgently, "Stay close together, quicken your pace. Keep searching to see if there's any food in the village!"

The group was not particularly enthusiastic about searching for food since past experiences told them.

Such abandoned villages had likely been visited many times by Hua Ha Lang teams; what would be left for them?

Despite the lack of enthusiasm, they forced themselves onward, partly hoping for luck, partly to find decent quarters to rest for the night.

The men aiding in pulling the cart dragged it into the village, while the others swarmed towards the village's four corners in 'attack'.

Tian Lin and Trueperson Listening Rain did the same, choosing a household that seemed relatively well-off, and directly entered through the open gate.

Upon pushing open the door, the first thing they saw was a corpse hanging from the beam.

Below the corpse, there were some uncovered white bones.

"This place is not suitable for human habitation."

Although Trueperson Listening Rain had lost his cultivation, his experience was unmatched by common people.

With just one glance, he said to Tian Lin, "Looking at the bones on the ground, it's evident that many died here long ago. Otherwise, they wouldn't have dried out, leaving only bones.

If it were just bones, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the horrifying part is the lifelike female corpse on the beam. If she's not recently deceased, it proves she's become a Walking Corpse!"

Walking Corpses were terrifying beings even Golden Core cultivators struggled against.

Not to mention Tian Lin's current state with suppressed cultivation, even at his peak, all he could do was flee upon encountering a Walking Corpse.

"Run!"

Tian Lin didn't need Trueperson Listening Rain's thorough analysis; with concise words, he turned to flee.

Exiting the small courtyard, they found many others also fleeing the building similarly.

The chaotic Hua Ha Langs again heard the official urgently shouting, "Stay out of the houses, take the carts and belongings, hurry out of the village!"

But soon, screams echoed at the village entrance; the official quickly shouted, "Forget the carts, everyone run!"

As the official shouted, the second-in-command blocked with five other cultivators, driving and urging villagers to leave by pushes and shoves.

Yet some couldn't bear to abandon what was on the carts.

As one went to retrieve things from a cart, a stranger jumped out from a house.

Though Hua Ha Langs may not have known the person's name, familiarity bred recognition among them.

The suddenly appearing man; if not a Walking Corpse, what else could he be?

The mortal running to retrieve items from the cart was instantly torn apart!

Thankfully, using their flesh to shield against a few Walking Corpses provided just enough time for others to escape.

"I should have noticed earlier! There's an array carved outside the village. Entering buildings invites the Walking Corpses from within."

Trueperson Listening Rain spoke while stumbling to the ground.

More than ten mortals dashed past him, leaving no time for anyone to pull him along, and some, seeking an easier path or intending to use him as bait, deliberately crawled over him while escaping.

Trueperson Listening Rain cried out in pain, turning his head only to see Walking Corpses approaching from afar, his face changing dramatically.

As a once-proud Nascent Soul warrior, was he really going to die so mystifyingly?

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