Chapter 001: Yang Hongjun

I continued to cover my head, not caring about anything. If the sky were to fall, my master would hold it up. I went back to sleep, for in my dreams, that bowl of abalone had yet to be eaten

I nodded and followed him out. It turned out that I hadn't noticed when the door was opened; there was a Mercedes SUV parked at the entrance. Seeing Yang Hongjun get into the car, I also took the passenger seat.

In his eyes, I was merely a 16-year-old kid, and the situation seemed quite serious; he didn't know whether to trust me. However, in the end, he seemed to grit his teeth and said, "Little brother, let's go in and talk."

"You have something to say that is similar to me. I am Mr. Liu's apprentice. Of course, if it is inconvenient, then come back in three days, as my master will not return until then." After I finished speaking, I prepared to close the door, not wanting to have too much interaction with this person, because my master often advised me not to engage too much with people of this kind.

Little Jiu, I will be away for three days starting today. Remember not to take any 'business' casually, do you understand? The master sat down and ate a few bites of food, reminding him.

Those who are superstitious are generally mixed in their beliefs, and Yang Hongjun is no exception. Therefore, the next day, he immediately called for a doctor to conduct an examination, but the result was still death; all breathing had ceased.

Upon hearing these words, I recalled what my master had previously told me: "Zombies are born from the accumulated resentment and misfortune of the world. Generally speaking, once one becomes a zombie, they can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation"

May I ask when Mr. Liu will return? I do have some matters to discuss with him

I immediately spoke up as soon as I thought of it

It turned out that Yang Hongjun also thought he was being overly suspicious at the time, wanting to bury his mother as soon as possible. However, he never managed to select an auspicious day, and thus it was delayed.

Does everyone want to know what happens next? However, the subsequent events are no longer available; to be precise, I do not know either. My name is Wu Jiu, m.hetushu.com. My surname is quite unusual. I am also sixteen years old this year and have been learning the way with my master for fourteen years. Since I can remember, I have been living with my master, who has been particularly kind to me

I glanced at him and nodded. After he entered with me, I sat down on the stool, then looked at him, waiting for him to continue. He also sat down, paused for a moment, organized his thoughts, and spoke about the source.

The person's name is Yang Hongjun

The reason for the matter is that Yang Hongjun's mother passed away a few days ago. Naturally, aging, illness, and death are normal aspects of life, so Yang Hongjun took it quite well and immediately began to arrange the funeral. However, the following night, Yang Hongjun unexpectedly dreamed of his mother, who told him that she was not yet dead

Subsequently, Yang Hongjun and I had a casual meal and immediately hit the road. After hearing my words, Yang Hongjun seemed to have his own thoughts and drove unusually fast. Soon after, we got onto the highway; it turned out he was from the neighboring city of Anlan.

Suddenly, I recalled what my master had told me: generally speaking, a zombie cannot be considered a true zombie before it has fed on blood, and it can still enter the cycle of reincarnation, provided that it does not consume blood

"Little brother, Mr. Liu, are you there?" he asked politely. The person at the door, seeing that the door was open, calmed down from his previously impatient demeanor. The newcomer appeared to be around forty years old, dressed in a suit, with hair slicked back to the point of reflecting light; he looked every bit the successful businessman.

Yang Hongjun saw me take these things out from under the bed and felt a bit more at ease. He put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Come on, little brother, let's go grab something to eat first"

I had just finished cooking when the master came out of the bedroom. Nowadays, the master is already gray-haired, with a forehead full of wrinkles. However, his complexion is still quite rosy, and his gaze is sharp and piercing, belonging to the type that can intimidate someone with just a glare.

Our town is relatively remote; not to mention Mercedes SUVs, even ordinary Audis are quite rare. The car quickly stopped in front of the Shenyuan Restaurant, and Yang Hongjun took me inside. The staff inside, seeing that we had come from a Mercedes, were very courteous. Yang Hongjun was also quite generous, and the two of them ordered more than 10 dishes, which left me astonished.

Today I woke up relatively early, getting up at 6:00 AM. The master has to go on a long trip for work today, as mentioned earlier. The master is a practitioner of yin and yang, and as for his work, it naturally involves exorcising spirits. In fact, the master has long since retired from that profession and has instead opened a funeral shop, which specializes in business related to the deceased, such as burial clothes and coffins.

However, the knocking sound did not cease; instead, it grew increasingly urgent. The door began to creak as well. Goodness, is it not possible to let someone sleep? If the master were to return and see the door smashed, he would surely be angry. For the sake of the master's health, I must open the door. I suddenly realized how filial I truly am

However, the small town where we reside is close to the countryside, and we often encounter unclean things. After much consideration, the master eventually decided to come out of retirement and resumed his role as a yin-yang master

Do not be misled by the fact that these things have been overrepresented on television; in reality, they are among the most practical. Take the peach wood sword, for instance. There is a saying that it is related to Kuafu. According to legend, Kuafu died of thirst while chasing the sun. Just before his death, he threw down his staff, which transformed into a peach grove. This grove was intended to provide sweet and delicious peaches for future generations who would pursue the sun. Because Kuafu has a close connection with the sun, ghosts are said to fear peach wood. However, this is merely a legend, and I do not truly understand why ghosts fear peach wood. In any case, the older the peach wood, the more powerful its properties.

On the night of the seventh and the book fair, while Yang Hongjun was sound asleep, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the living room. At first, Yang Hongjun thought it might be a thief. He quietly got up, opened the door, and peeked into the living room, only to find his mother standing there. This was quite unexpected; Yang Hongjun thought it was a good thing that his mother had woken up. However, it was strange because his mother was hopping as she walked.

The master then reminded me for half a day before finally feeling somewhat at ease to go out. After watching the master leave, I excitedly bounced back to bed to sleep, too lazy to even wash the bowl. Usually, the master insists that I must get up by 8 o'clock, but today I was determined to sleep in, indulging in the legendary lazy sleep.

I was momentarily taken aback, and then I thought it must be about finding the master for business matters, as this had often happened before. However, recalling the master's admonition, I replied: "No, my master just stepped out for a moment. Is there something you need here?"

However, whenever I asked my master about my parents, he would tell this story, but he never mentioned what happened afterward. At first, I felt curious and would ask, but as time went on, I became too lazy to inquire.

This could turn out badly, the master is not here, but if I go, I estimate I would directly meet my end, which is not acceptable either

Yes, this is what my master told me, and of course it is true. After you finish your meal, you should leave quickly; it would be troublesome if your mother becomes a vampire.

"... it's not about money..." I scratched my nose, trying to appear indifferent to wealth. Looking back now, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, in front of a middle-aged veteran who has lived half a lifetime, finds that all pretenses are insignificant.

I nodded perfunctorily, although I knew that my master meant well, fearing that I might take on business indiscriminately and encounter formidable malevolent entities that I would be unable to handle. However, in these fourteen years, I have not been completely idle; I have indeed learned something. When I truly encounter a 'small business,' I can manage it myself.

Seeing my hesitation, Yang Hongjun seemed to understand something and directly said: "As long as this matter can be resolved, the cost is not an issue. Just name your price."

As I pondered, I gradually dozed off, unaware of how long I had slept. In any case, I slept quite soundly, dreaming of a large pile of money beside me, living in a luxurious villa with my master, and feasting on lavish dishes.

"No, I haven't finished speaking yet," Yang Hongjun replied

What? Today, does that mean I have to go myself? However, after glancing at the check in Yang Hongjun's hand, I swallowed hard and said decisively: "Alright, when do we leave?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a filial child. There's no need to pack; by the time you return, the money I give you will be enough for your master to eat well." Yang Hongjun must also be a filial person, as my words reminded him of his mother. "Little brother, what about my mother? What if she really is a zombie?"

"Could it be that you are just being suspicious? It's just a dream." I heard this question filled with doubt, wondering if this bastard woke me up just because of a dream, damn it

However, the master charges a very low price, at most around 1,000. Some may ask, isn't that still low? If someone asks this, they must not understand the current market situation. Just think about it: nowadays, scammers outside can easily swindle thousands. Yet, the master, at his advanced age, works tirelessly to eliminate demons and monsters for merely 1,000.

Yang Hongjun looked at my expression and asked if I didn't like the dish. I quickly shook my head and said, "No, it's just that I usually eat with my master, and we rarely have such a sumptuous meal in a year. Boss Yang, could you pack the leftover dishes for me? I would like to take them back for my master to try as well"

I feel the same way, but the next day during the day, my mother went back to sleep. As soon as dawn broke, I started inquiring everywhere and finally learned that Mr. Liu here is truly capable. I hope he can help me said Yang Hongjun, somewhat fearfully

"Your mother hasn't turned into a zombie, has she?" A cold sweat broke out on me, as I had heard many stories about zombies from my master before, and they were quite formidable.

Hearing my words, a glimmer of tears appeared at the corners of Yang Hongjun's eyes, as if he were speaking to me, yet also seemed to be talking to himself: "Ah, my mother has always treated me well since I was young, saving all the good food for me, just so I could study hard. When I was young, I didn't like to listen to her..." Yang Hongjun spoke for five minutes, and as he continued, he was on the verge of tears. It was as if he were talking to himself again: "Ah, my mother has always treated me well since I was young, saving all the good food for me, just so I could study hard. When I was young, I didn't like to listen to her..." Yang Hongjun spoke for five minutes, and as he continued, he was on the verge of tears.

Upon hearing my words, Yang Hongjun smiled slightly, took out a blank check from his pocket, and said: "As long as this matter is resolved today, fill it in yourself"

Upon hearing that the master would be leaving for three days, his face immediately turned slightly pale. However, he glanced at me for a moment and hesitated.

At this moment, the sky is overcast, and the sun is slowly rising from the east. Shadows of people are beginning to appear on the streets of the small county town, as everyone starts to strive for a new day.

Bang ... ... Bang ... ... Bang! Suddenly, someone was desperately pounding on the large door, causing an irritating clattering sound on the door panels beside the two large doors

The master has shown me immense kindness, and now that he is old, he still goes out to catch ghosts for my tuition. It is time for me to show filial piety towards him

I directly ran to Master’s bed and picked up the tools: a peach wood sword, a bottle of black dog blood, copper coins, cow tears, and several talismans

The sooner, the better. I will invite the young master to have a meal first. Yang Hongjun smiled upon hearing my agreement

The vehicle drove towards the town.

Upon hearing my words, Yang Hongjun, with reddened eyes, asked, "Little brother, is this true?"

I got up, put on my shoes, opened the door, and saw the visitor