[Ding! The zombie was stunned, and the host gained +3 System Points.]
Zhang Wei's singing echoed in his ears.
"Happy birthday to you~"
"Happy birthday dear my friend."
At this moment.
The zombie elder was stunned, his mouth agape, staring at Zhang Wei in a daze.
Just then.
Zhang Wei's voice came.
"Don't you understand my English song? Then I'll switch to Chinese."
"Ready, sing~"
"Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~~ Happy birthday~ dear~~"
...
On the other side.
In the hotel room.
"Zombie!!"
Yu Weihong and the others cried out.
Just now.
Their minds were tensed to an unprecedented degree.
The silent coffin moved, and the zombie emerged from it!
Even though they weren't present, just looking at the zombie elder on the screen, with corpse spots all over his body and pale gray eyes, they couldn't help but shiver.
The moment the zombie and Zhang Wei made eye contact.
They felt their scalps tingle.
Their tension reached its peak.
Even Li Junfei and Yu Xiaoqi, who had witnessed Zhang Wei's power, couldn't help but feel nervous. This was a zombie that was sealed with a ink-filled rope and buried in an iron coffin.
However, the tension lasted less than a second.
Less than half a second...
They froze.
"What is Zhang Wei doing???"
Yu Weihong's tense expression stiffened, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.
Under their gaze, Zhang Wei clapped his hands rhythmically, muttering something, and the zombie just stood there, frozen.
"Nephew, is this how you exorcise ghosts?"
Yu Weiming turned to Yu Xiaoqi, his eyes full of bewilderment.
Why was Zhang Wei's method of exorcising ghosts so different from what he imagined?
Where was the glutinous rice?
Where were the talismans?
Where was the black dog blood, the ink-filled ropes, and so on?
Why was there nothing, just clapping hands and muttering, and the zombie was 'fixed' there?
Involuntarily.
He recalled that after dinner, they had asked Zhang Wei if he needed anything prepared, such as black dog blood or glutinous rice.
Zhang Wei had just shaken his head and replied, "Just buy me a pack of Hong Shuangxi."
Yu Xiaoqi was also completely bewildered.
Instead, he said strangely.
"Uh, is it my illusion, or does it feel like... Brother Wei is singing Happy Birthday to You?"
He tried to match Zhang Wei's lip movements.
As soon as he spoke.
In unison.
Yu Weihong and the others looked at the screen, their eyes widening.
Damn!
They mouthed "Happy Birthday to You" along with Zhang Wei, and their lip movements matched perfectly...
"Unbelievable, it really is a birthday song," Li Junfei exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost.
After a long while.
They finally came back to their senses.
Yu Xiaoqi said dumbfoundedly.
"Does the birthday song have the effect of suppressing zombies besides celebrating birthdays???"
"What's the principle behind this? Is it because the birthday song represents longevity and health? And zombies are dead, so this creates a conflict between life and death?"
"Holy crap, look quickly."
Li Junfei suddenly shouted, pointing at the laptop screen.
They saw...
While they were lost in thought.
Zhang Wei had, at some point, taken out a pack of Hong Shuangxi from his pocket.
[Ding! Add 500 System Points for blessing Hong Shuangxi brand cigarettes.]
Zhang Wei lit one for himself.
He was also very polite, stuffing a Hong Shuangxi into the zombie elder's mouth and lighting it.
Then the zombie elder went 'crazy'.
He stood there like Yue Yunpeng performing smoking with Yu Qian, not even straightening his hands, and took a deep drag from the cigarette in his mouth.
After finishing.
A humanized satisfaction appeared on his stiff, dead face.
Smoking???
Or doing drugs???
Everyone was stunned. The zombie's actions, rather than looking like smoking, seemed more like doing drugs, with a look of satisfaction and ecstasy.
This scene.
Left Yu Weihong and the others dumbfounded.
A zombie smoking like it was on drugs, then reaching out to ask for more.
[Ding! The zombie was extremely satisfied with the smoke, and directly exclaimed, "This cigarette... is the best!!"]
[Host gains +3 System Points.]
That sight.
Made Yu Weihong and the others question their lives. Did the ancients lie to them? They said zombies liked to drink blood, but why did it seem like zombies preferred smoking and smoking marijuana more than drinking blood? Does this mean the Qing Dynasty had more zombie legends than other dynasties? Was it because marijuana appeared in the Qing Dynasty? And then all the zombies came out to smoke marijuana????
As this thought arose.
Yu Weihong and the others were startled.
However, the subsequent situation forced them to strongly suspect that their thoughts were not wrong.
At this moment.
The zombie elder, as if 'addicted', kept asking Zhang Wei for Hong Shuangxi to smoke, one after another.
By the end.
He directly reached out and tried to snatch the Hong Shuangxi from Zhang Wei's hand.
He roared at Zhang Wei.
"Give it to me!! Hurry and give it to me!!! Damn it, hurry and give me the cigarette!! I want to smoke!!!"
The zombie elder shouted, his hoarse throat rolling, emitting a mournful deathly cry.
Even though Yu Weihong and the others couldn't hear the monitoring sound, combined with the current situation, they could all tell what the zombie elder was shouting.
"Holy hell, it's definitely addicted!"
Li Junfei stared in disbelief at the Hong Shuangxi in Zhang Wei's hand.
"Is that really Hong Shuangxi, or is it marijuana?"
In response to Li Junfei's confusion.
Yu Weiming, standing nearby, said leisurely.
"That pack of Hong Shuangxi was bought by me."
Then, he recounted what happened after dinner that evening.
When Zhang Wei was going to the construction site, Yu Weiming kindly asked Zhang Wei if he needed them to prepare anything, such as black dog blood or glutinous rice.
Zhang Wei, however, shook his head and replied, "Just buy me a pack of Hong Shuangxi."
After learning the truth.
Yu Xiaoqi's expression became strange, as if recalling something, and he said with emotion.
"Now I know why some elders, when passing by graves, if they don't have incense, they use cigarettes instead."
Everyone was stunned.
Damn it!
It's true!
Nowadays, when the older generation pays respects at graves, besides offering incense, they also offer a few cigarettes to the graves of men and light them. So, cigarettes are not only addictive to people, but also addictive to ghosts like drugs!
Just then.
The change on the screen interrupted their thoughts.
...
Construction site shed.
[Ding! The zombie wants to snatch the Hong Shuangxi from the host's hand, to smoke!!]
[Host gains +3 System Points.]
Bang!!
With a loud bang.
Zhang Wei kicked the zombie elder flying, sending him crashing into the coffin.
[Add 500 System Points to the host's body.]
With the system's blessing, Zhang Wei was like a god possessed.
The force was so great.
It was like a bull crashing into the zombie elder.
He was sent flying, denting the coffin.
[Ding! The zombie screamed, but still wanted to smoke.]
[Host gains +5 System Points.]
The zombie elder got up from the ground and charged at Zhang Wei again.
Bang!
The zombie elder was kicked flying by Zhang Wei again.
Although he desperately wanted to bite Zhang Wei to death to snatch the cigarette from his hand, he was no match for Zhang Wei. At this moment, Zhang Wei was more like a zombie than him, his physical body was incredibly strong.
The zombie elder felt like he wasn't lunging at a person, but at a piece of iron.
For a moment.
The zombie elder kept charging forward, only to be kicked and slapped away by Zhang Wei in a cycle.
Soon.
His body was covered in wounds.
However, the zombie elder seemed oblivious. Even though he was covered in injuries, he still crawled towards Zhang Wei, propping up his skin-and-bones body.
Next.
Under the pained gaze of Li Junfei and the others.
The zombie elder clasped Zhang Wei's leg with both hands and tremblingly raised a finger.
"Please, give me one more, no, even one puff is fine!"
That appearance.
Paired with his emaciated body, his numerous wounds, and his elderly posture, it was incredibly pathetic.
However.
What greeted him was a barrage of punches and kicks from Zhang Wei.
This scene.
Made Li Junfei and the others inexplicably want to close their eyes and dare not watch.
"Brother Wei's exorcism, why does it make me want to call the police?"
Yu Xiaoqi said leisurely.
Li Junfei, standing beside him, couldn't help but nod.
"I feel like I'm not watching Brother Wei exorcise a ghost, but rather... an isolated old man being bullied. It's too damn pathetic, this old man."
Let alone Li Junfei and the other two.
Even the middle-aged Yu Weihong brothers looked sympathetic.
If they weren't there.
They would have wanted to step forward and say to Zhang Wei, "Zhang Wei, forget it, just give him one puff."
...