Chapter 15 Confrontation
"It's getting a little cold!"

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, feeling the cool breeze, Zhang Chu said with some emotion, "Time flies so fast!"

When I first came here, the trees were lush and green, but now they have withered and yellow leaves.

After finishing the daily morning class, Zhang Chu walked out of the room, listened to the sound of reading coming from the room, lay on the recliner, felt the warmth of the sun, and was full of comfort.

"Master,"

Not long after I lay down, Lao Liu came over and said, "Master Ling is here, waiting outside the door."

"Ling Tuisi?"

Zhang Chu muttered something and stood up. He was not surprised that Ling Tui Si came to visit him.

Anyone who encounters the Nightmare Town will feel fear in their hearts, and of course, excitement too.

He originally thought that Ling Tui Si would come to the charity cemetery on the same day, but he didn't expect that he could really hold back and wait for seven days before coming.

"Greetings, Master Ling!"

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Ling Tui Si standing there, followed by more than a dozen guards with murderous auras.

"Master Changsheng, you are too polite!"

Ling Tui Si looked at Zhang Chu and then followed him in.

Walking beside Zhang Chu, Ling Tui Si's eyes were full of doubts: People who practice martial arts have vigorous energy and blood, and just standing there can make people feel full of vitality.

However, all he felt from Zhang Chu was the aura of a dying man.

"Lord Ling,"

Arriving in the reception room, Zhang Chu sat in the main seat, "Please sit down!"

"Master Changsheng,"

After sitting down, Ling Tui Si exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhang Chu, and finally got to the point, "I saw that the Taoist priest was doing such a great good deed, and I wanted to help him, so I brought a lot of money and goods with me. I hope you will accept them."

"Thank you very much, Master Ling!"

Looking at the large box that more than ten guards carried up, after opening it, it was full of jewels and precious stones. Zhang Chu accepted it without hesitation, "The people will remember Lord Ling's kindness."

After saying that, the two of them were speechless for a moment and sat there sipping tea.

"Master,"

Ling Tuisi couldn't help but said, "I've been feeling a bit troubled lately, I wonder if you can help me solve this problem."

"Oh?"

Hearing Ling Tuisi change his self-reference from "this official" to "Ling", Zhang Chu put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked, "What is troubling Lord Ling?"

"Recently, Ling has often woken up from his sleep, and always feels like someone is stabbing him with a steel needle. Is there a solution?"

After saying that, Ling Tui Si stared at Zhang Chu intently, as if he wanted to see something from Zhang Chu's complexion, breathing, and heartbeat.

"Being stabbed by a steel needle?"

Zhang Chu touched his bald chin, as if he was in deep thought, "Lord Ling, as long as you keep doing good deeds, you will naturally be able to solve it!"

Seeing Zhang Chu looking calm, Ling Tui Si was not surprised at all.

If the Zhang Chu in front of him really knew some kind of nightmare-suppressing technique, then he must be an old fox. How could he show his emotions on his face?

In fact, it’s not that Zhang Chu didn’t want to have any emotional changes, but he really had no chance: his whole body was surrounded by corpse qi, and no matter how excited he was, his heartbeat was almost non-existent.

With Ling Tui Si's strength, how could he possibly tell?
"Then I'll borrow your words, Taoist priest!"

Listening to Zhang Chu's words, Ling Tuisi nodded, "If Ling can sleep peacefully, then I will definitely donate some of my family property to the charity cemetery to help the Taoist priest do charity!"

"I don't have any great ambitions. I just want to look after the charity cemetery and accumulate some good karma."

Zhang Chu's answer was somewhat irrelevant, but he did not refuse money, as he just happened to have little money. "With Lord Ling's help, I have more confidence."

"Ling will definitely help the Taoist master accumulate good karma."

Ling Tuisi did not continue with Zhang Chu's words, but instead went back to his own question, "Then I am disturbed by your restlessness!"

"Look at how sincere Lord Ling is,"

Zhang Chu seemed to hesitate for a while, "Then I will give Master Ling a yellow talisman!"

"Oh?"

Ling Tuisi stood up immediately and said, "Thank you very much, Taoist Priest!"

"Master Ling, please follow me!"

Zhang Chu also stood up and walked out, and Ling Tui Si naturally followed him.

"He doesn't look blind!"

Watching Zhang Chu step over the threshold, an idea flashed through Ling Tuisi's mind.

Arriving at the study, Zhang Chu stood in front of the desk and said, "Wait a moment!"

The breeze that follows is grinding, and the bright moon is spreading the paper.

Listening to the gentle grinding sound, Ling Tui Si just stood there and waited.

Zhang Chu picked up the wolf hair brush, dipped it in the blood-red cinnabar in the inkstone, held his breath, and finished it in one go.

He has already drawn a calming talisman. Of course, this talisman has basically no effect.

How can it be effective without using any magic power?

However, the runes above are real.

"This is,"

Ling Tui Si took the yellow talisman handed over by Zhang Chu and took a look at it. Although he was well-read, he still couldn't understand it.

"Soothing talisman!"

Zhang Chu said directly, "With this calming talisman, Lord Ling will definitely not be awakened by nightmares again!"

"Thank you, Taoist priest!"

Ling Tuisi put it away directly.

After the two of them exchanged greetings for a while in the charity cemetery, Ling Tui Si left with his guards.

When they were about three or four miles away from the charity cemetery, Ling Tui Si said to a guard beside him, "What do you think of the Taoist's strength?"

"grown ups,"

The guard looked at Ling Tuisi in confusion and said, "The Taoist priest looks dead. I'm afraid he will die soon!"

"What strength do you have?"

Ling Tui Si did not say anything. The fact that he was in the nightmare was too shocking, so he did not tell anyone else about it. He just silently recalled his experience today.

"That Taoist priest is not a simple one!"

With a sigh in his heart, Ling Tui Si held the yellow talisman in his hand, as if he remembered something, and headed towards Jingzhou City.

He doesn't know what this yellow talisman is, but someone knows it!
There is more than one Taoist priest named Zhang Chu near Jingzhou.

"Oh, you're quite careful!"

Zhang Chu sat on a recliner, playing with a gold bar given to him by Ling Tui Si.

Ling Tui Si came here to give a gift in name only, but in reality he was just testing the waters.

The words were even more confusing, but he didn't care.

What does the dispute between the martial arts world have to do with Zhang Chu? As long as he doesn't disturb his cultivation, it will be fine.

It has to be said that Ling Tui Si was still very careful. The strength of those more than ten guards should not be underestimated.

"You're still weak!"

Feeling the iron corpse being put into the storage space, Zhang Chu's brows were filled with worry.

The Iron Corpse had indeed transformed successfully, but it could not be used by him!
After all, it is not refined by its own essence and blood, but transformed by corpse qi, so it can be considered a wild zombie.

At best, the corpse energy that Zhang Chu input was just a catalyst.

In fact, even if the Iron Corpse was refined with Zhang Chu's essence and blood, he didn't dare to use it.

The difference in strength is too great. If you get counterattacked, it will directly affect your body and soul, and you won't be able to escape even if you want to.

If you want to make the Iron Corpse as flexible as your own arm, you need to find another way.

"It seems that I have to go back!"

There is definitely no way to control zombies in the Liancheng world. The only way to get it is to return to the zombie world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chu looked towards Jingzhou City, "I just wonder if Ling Tui Si knows what's good for him."

He didn't want the charity cemetery to be razed to the ground after he came back from the zombie world.

"Wait for half a month. After half a month, I will go back!"

Sitting on the recliner, Zhang Chu was silently planning in his mind, "By the way, let's see if I can collect some martial arts secrets in the next half month, preferably the kind that can enhance the body's strength and blood power."

He also wanted to experiment and see if practicing martial arts secrets that could strengthen his blood and physical strength could alleviate his current condition.

After all, with his current strength, it is simply impossible for him to obtain the complete skills from Maoshan.

We have to find another way.

(End of this chapter)