Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Don’t Burn My Dad
I quickened my pace to catch up, finished sketching the fire charm in my palm, and pressed it towards the swarm of zombies, "Circle of Heaven and Earth, commandments of the nine Chapters, as I now put pen to paper... all spirits hide, expedite as commanded!"
Second Snake, "Here she comes again, this woman is relentless."
Three Snakes, "Are we destined to become roasted snakes?"
"The winds and clouds change, Yin Bell howls, swiftly!" The three-headed man turned around, following the lead snake head he shouted a lower order.
The Yin Bell in his hand flew out, colliding with the heavenly fire I had summoned.
"Bang," the flash of flames suddenly disappeared, and the Yin Bell melted, falling to the ground as molten metal.
Before me, the figure of the three-headed man had already vanished without a trace.
"Young Madam, where are you, Shenshen is scared," a tiny, frightened voice reached into the cave.
My spine stiffened suddenly, remembering that Shenshen was still in the Cold Moon Spring.
Ignoring the whereabouts of the Three Snakes, I dashed out of the cave swiftly.
I saw the young lady hiding behind a quartz rock, her pupils shrinking in fright.
A zombie, attracted by the herbal scent on Shenshen, moved towards her, and more zombies were climbing up the cliff.
Both of my palms had drawn Palm Talismans, so I could only bend down to quickly reach into my pocket for a fire charm, "Circle of Heaven and Earth..."
"Don’t burn my daddy, you female Demon Head,"
Before I could complete the Curse Words, a tender voice came from the foot of the mountain.
Female Demon Head??
Was that directed at me??
Glancing in the direction of the sound, a small boy popped out from behind a large tree below the mountain, resembling Little Turnip Head.
He stood with his arms akimbo, glaring at me angrily.
A chill swept through my eyes, had such a small child also become a member of the Ten Thousand Poison Hall?
"Commandments of the nine Chapters," I argued internally. If I don’t kill the zombies, they pose a threat to the lives of Shenshen and me, no matter whose father they are.
Seeing that I did not stop, Little Turnip Head started kicking and hitting the mountain wall, "Female Demon Head, did you hear me talking? If you dare touch my dad, I’ll kill you!"
"Don’t harm these Walking Corpses, my good, good disciple," Zhang Zidao rushed over with an elderly man with white hair, frenzied to the point of jumping on the spot below the mountain, "These Walking Corpses are treasures of our stronghold."
I hesitated for a second, then decided to grab my coat.
I jumped out of the Medicinal Pool, first wrapping up the trembling little body of Xiao Shenshen before shouting down the mountain, "I’m sorry, Master, I... acted out of self-preservation, I thought these were zombies from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall."
"Ah Shui, quickly think of something to prevent these zombies from hurting my dear, beloved disciple," My master Zhang Zidao clutched at the old man’s sleeve with a desperate and shameless look, "Otherwise, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and burn them all."
So, he meant for me not to act, intending to handle these Walking Corpses himself.
A wave of emotion overwhelmed the soft spots in my heart; though this master of mine is sometimes unreliable, he really stands by his people when it counts.
"Zhang... Elder, after so many years, you... have changed so much," the elderly man in pure black ethnic clothing, his hair meticulously groomed, eyed Zhang Zidao’s sloppy Taoist robe with an expression full of unspeakable thoughts. "The Yin Bell of our tribe was stolen by my good-for-nothing son, and only the Yin Bell can control these Walking Corpses. Perhaps the only solution now... is to burn them..."
"You are the villain, you’re unfit to be the Stronghold Master or our tribal chief," Little Turnip Head ran up like a young calf and knocked over the elderly man, "No one is allowed to burn my daddy!"
"Little Amber, how can you treat the tribal chief like this, Grandpa Chief, I’m sorry, my child is really... it’s all my fault for not disciplining him,"
A dark-skinned woman hurried over, trembling as she pulled her son away, trying to help the elderly man up.
But she was sternly pushed aside by two men who followed, "Daring to harm the tribal chief, you and your son will face the fire punishment tomorrow according to tribe regulations!"