I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 371: Can’t You Offer Your Body in Return? (Eleven more)_1

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Can’t You Offer Your Body in Return? (Eleven more)_1

Xiao Feng also walked up to Wei Shuxian, put his arm around his shoulder, and said with a grin, "Little Yunyun’s idea is very simple; they’re planning to make the young lord of the Wei family bleed."

"Huh?" Wei Shuxian didn’t understand for a moment and was full of confusion.

"Since they have more people, we can’t just face them one-on-one. Might as well go big. I’m planning to use this shop as a base and set up a powerful talisman formation. But after the formation, the house will be wasted."

Xiao Feng continued after you, patting Wei Shuxian’s shoulder: "Glasses, if you like Little Han, just be straightforward about it and stop beating around the bush every day."

After Xiao Feng put it that way, Wei Shuxian immediately turned to look at Wang Xiaohan.

Standing next to Chen Qingzhu, Wang Xiaohan exceptionally blushed, avoiding Wei Shuxian’s gaze, and leaned into her sister-in-law’s embrace instead.

The man had feelings and the woman was interested; it was just that the barrier between them hadn’t been broken. Xiao Feng had grown impatient watching them and decided to lay it all out, addressing Wang Zimo: "Brother Wang, you’ve known my brother for a few days now, and you should have figured out his temperament. Today, I’ll just spell it out for him—he..."

Wei Shuxian covered Xiao Feng’s mouth and tugged at him: "Now’s not the time to talk about this. We should continue discussing how to deal with those people."

"With Little Yunyun here, those bastards can be taken care of in minutes. But as for you, my friend, I’m really anxious for you! The two of you are always so close yet so apart—it’s like you’re torturing the rest of us."

As his brother, Xiao Feng naturally had his best interests at heart. Wei Shuxian was more introverted and had meticulous thoughts—in other words, he overthought things.

One reason he hadn’t expressed his feelings to Wang Xiaohan was the fear of rejection. On the other hand, there were also family considerations.

Seeing Xiao Feng pressing Wei Shuxian again, you said to Xiao Feng, "It’s their personal business; let’s not interfere too much. Let’s focus on solving the problem at hand first."

Then, you turned to Wang Zimo and asked, "Brother Wang, how much do you know about them? What are their capabilities?"

Wang Zimo thought for a moment before replying, "The origin of us Soul Hunters is the Taoism Sect, so in some ways, we’re similar to Taoists. However, to my knowledge, the leader of that group has raised a zombie, and that zombie might not be so easy to deal with."

"A zombie? What level of a zombie?"

"I’m not quite sure about that, but it must be at least a Jumping Zombie because they used one to kill another Jumping Zombie."

"If it’s just a Jumping Zombie, then it’s easy to deal with. A Fei Zheng would be a bit of a headache though, since it’s quite bothersome with all the jumping around."

"Hmm?"

Hearing you call a Jumping Zombie easy to handle, Wang Zimo looked astonished as he thought it would take at least eight people, forming the Two Days Heaven Bagua Array, to subdue one.

Seeing Wang Zimo’s surprise, Xiao Feng said with a smile, "Brother Wang, rest assured. As long as Little Yunyun is here, zombies are a piece of cake."

Ignoring Xiao Feng, you felt your pocket and said to everyone, "I don’t have enough talisman paper. The ones from the pool at the bottom of Witch God Peak are all soaked. Chenghuang Temple is also closed now. I’ll go buy some tomorrow morning. They won’t come looking for Brother Wang during the day, right?"

Wang Zimo nodded, "No, Soul Hunters generally move at night. Although our profession is special, we are still people and are subject to the law; they wouldn’t dare to commit crimes in broad daylight."

Having agreed, you and Xiao Feng drove back to school.

The next day, early in the morning, you went to Chenghuang Temple. Without talisman paper in your pocket, you felt uneasy, as it had become your greatest reliance.

In the main hall of Chenghuang Temple, your mother’s old stall remained vacant. Even in her absence, no one dared to take her place.

Though you missed her somewhat, you also knew well that she was always one to outmaneuver others. If anyone caused her trouble, ten heads wouldn’t be enough to chop.

After making a round, you arrived at Uncle Yang’s shop. He was the same as ever, sloppy and disheveled, seemingly indifferent to the passage of time and all it brought.

After buying some talismans, you were ready to leave. As you stepped out of the shop, Uncle Yang suddenly looked up and said, "Mu Yun, remember, thunder belongs to wood, and what overcomes wood must be earth."

You stood at the shop entrance, pondering Uncle Yang’s sudden words, but by the time you decided to ask him about it, he was already engrossed in watching videos, showing no inclination to speak further. Shrugging, you turned and left Chenghuang Temple.

As you were headed to the parking lot with your keys, a black motorcycle roared up and stopped in front of you.

Before you could say a word, the rider removed their helmet, and a cascade of luxurious hair fell free, revealing a delicate and familiar face.

It had been five days since the Witch God Peak incident. Xian Qianling hadn’t contacted you in that time, and you thought you were finally going to have some peace, but there she was, appearing as if possessed by spirits.

"How do you know I’m here?" you asked Xian Qianling. You couldn’t help but think this crazy woman had lost her mind, choosing to ride a motorcycle in the cold instead of driving a car.

Xian Qianling smiled and said, "Because I installed an electronic signal transmitter on you, I can find you wherever you are."

"Cut it out! I bet it’s that madman Xiao Feng who sold the information to you." You curled your lip, "What do you want from me? Don’t tell me there’s another case you need me for?"

As you spoke, you glanced upward from the corner of your eye, your gaze airy and lids fluttering, rolling your eyes with flair.

Seeing that, Xian Qianling immediately scolded, "Hey! Don’t look at me with that ’this woman is such a hassle’ face!"

"Oh? You actually noticed," you said, unable to help laughing, impressed that Xian Qianling, the crazy woman, had honed her observational skills to detect the subtlety in your expression.

Xian Qianling rolled her eyes beautifully and said, "I’m expressing my concern for you, and you don’t appreciate the kindness I’ve shown."

You scratched your head, smiling. "Of course I know, but I owe you too much to ever repay."

"Hmph, why can’t you just dedicate your life to me?"

"Sister, brother’s got someone already."

Knowing not to dwell on this matter with you, Xian Qianling quickly moved on, "You should know that after the incident at Witch God Peak, Luanfeng Pavilion issued an ultimatum to the Cen Family. They also quickly put Cen Jinghua under house arrest to prevent him from contacting anyone."

You nodded. "Yeah, I know. Xi Yu already called me about it. Little Yun originally wanted the Cen Family to deliver Cen Jinghua’s head to Yuhang, but after the old lady begged for mercy, his life was spared. However, because of this incident, the old lady has severed her ties with the Cen Family after decades."