Chapter 5 Business comes to your door
After the banquet, Zhang Chu personally saw Ling Tui Si out.

"The Taoist priest's actions have great merit!"

Ling Tuisi stroked his beard and said, "I am here to govern the people. Thank you, Taoist priest!"

"Your Excellency, you are flattered!"

Zhang Chu's eyes were covered with a piece of black cloth. It was because his eyes were too abnormal. He couldn't wear a bamboo hat to entertain guests, so he could only pretend to be blind. "I am just doing some of my duties. I can't say that I have great merits!"

"The people of Jingzhou live a prosperous life, all thanks to you, sir!"

"Only then can you be said to have done immeasurable merits!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone likes to hear good words, especially from Zhang Chu, who looks like a Taoist master. Ling Tui Si was even more pleased with what he said.

"The Taoist priest has an eye disease and has difficulty in moving."

After they left the charity cemetery, Ling Tuisi said, "Please stop!"

As Ling Tui Si left, the merchants and gentry who had come here also left one by one.

"Lao Liu, let's go back!"

Zhang Chu turned to an old man beside him and said, "Bring some food to Qingfeng Mingyue as well!"

It was definitely impossible to entertain the guests in the charity cemetery, but rather in a restaurant in Jingzhou City.

"Yes, Taoist Priest!"

Old Liu quickly led the donkey over.

He felt like he was dreaming during the past half month. He was originally an old man living alone. Unexpectedly, half a month ago, he gave Zhang Chu some directions and Zhang Chu remembered them.

When the charity cemetery was recruiting people, he gave it a try and sold himself to the charity cemetery, which was considered a way to make a living.

In this era, being able to have enough food to eat is already a great fortune.

Zhang Chu was sitting on the donkey cart, while Lao Liu was driving the cart in the front. There were some leftovers from the restaurant on the cart.

"Master, sit tight!"

Old Liu raised the whip in his hand, and with a "snap" sound, the donkey cart started moving.

In a restaurant, there were two people who had been observing Zhang Chu. They were Ling Tui Si who had returned and his master.

"Do we need to test it out?"

The master watched Zhang Chu leave on the donkey cart, stroked his goatee, and suggested to Ling Tuisi, "Hongliang has been investigating for so long, but he still can't find the origin of this Taoist."

"Not in a hurry,!"

Ling Tuisi laughed, "Let's observe for a while first. Anyway, he can't make any trouble in my territory!"

"The fox's tail will always show up!"

He couldn't believe that there were such kind people in the world who would spend so much money just to open a charity cemetery.

However, he didn't care and didn't take Zhang Chu seriously.

After all, in addition to being the prefect of Jingzhou, he is also the leader of the Longsha Gang. In Jingzhou, he is the king!
"Yes, my lord,"

The master immediately accepted the order, "I will tell Hongliang to investigate the whereabouts of that Taoist priest!!"

Ling Tuisi nodded, looking at the direction where Zhang Chu left, his eyes became more determined and fierce: Liancheng's treasure is mine, whoever dares to get involved, hehe
"Master, please get out of the car!"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Chu had already arrived at the charity cemetery on a donkey cart.

"Taoist, Taoist!"

As soon as I got off the donkey cart, two little kids in Taoist robes ran out of the charity cemetery, shouting with admiration, "You're back."

Ru Mu’s love is not fake. If it weren’t for Zhang Chu, the two siblings would still be starving.

Qingfeng was the little beggar who led Zhang Chu on the way. After buying the manor, he originally planned to buy two servants.

After all, he didn't really run a charity cemetery. However, when he saw Gousheng following him, he became interested and asked him if he was willing to follow him.

Children are always easier to raise than adults. Maybe, even after the child dies, Zhang Chu will still be like this.

The good news came out of nowhere and made Gousheng stunned. After hesitating for a while, he said that he had a younger sister and asked if she could also follow the Taoist priest.

He could let one sheep go, or a flock of sheep go, and he had no shortage of food.

What's more, for Zhang Chu, it was easier to control himself since he was still thinking about his sister at this time, so he agreed.

However, their names were so ugly that Zhang Chu just gave them a name.

"Are you scared?"

Looking at the cool breeze and bright moon in the charity cemetery, Zhang Chu felt a little childish and teased them, "When the time comes, there will be corpses here!" "Don't be afraid!"

A trace of fear clearly flashed across Qingfeng's face, but he still said stubbornly, "As long as the Taoist priest is here, we are not afraid!"

Compared to the corpses, he was more afraid of not having enough food.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Chu nodded, turned to Lao Liu and said, "From now on, you will take them both with you and teach them how to do things!"

Of course Lao Liu obeyed.

He knew in his heart that he was just like that, but Qingfeng Mingyue was different. There was a possibility that Zhang Chu would accept her as his disciple.

Of course he would be willing to be close to the future young master.

What's more, as an elderly widower, he still hopes to have many children and grandchildren.

Seeing Lao Liu taking Qingfeng Mingyue to the room nearby, Zhang Chu's expression became serious.

It took nearly a month to build the funeral home. Fortunately, the zombie world was still covered in ice and snow. Besides, as an abandoned disciple of Maoshan, he was very familiar with how to preserve corpses.

Otherwise, once the corpse rots, it will be impossible to refine it.

He walked to the back of the Sanqing Hall, looked at the yin gathering place full of locust trees, and a hint of excitement flashed across his face: he finally had his own dojo, and the improvement of his strength was finally on the right track.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Chu disappeared in the charity cemetery and came to a thatched hut in the snow. Looking at more than ten pieces of top-quality corpse refining materials, a hint of heat flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that no one has been here!"

After checking the thatched hut, Zhang Chu finally let go of his tense heartstrings. "It will take at least a month or two before I come back!"

Refining a corpse is not just about placing it in a place where Yin gathers. He would not feel at ease if he did that and he must pay attention to it at all times.

It takes forty-nine days to refine the corpse, plus the absorption of corpse qi for cultivation, wouldn't that take one or two months?
After several trips back and forth, all the bodies were finally moved to the charity cemetery.

Refining corpses is not just about letting the corpse qi pass through the body. You can't just bury it in a place where yin gathers and it will transform into a zombie. There are certain requirements for that.

If it were so easy to become a zombie, wouldn't the zombie world have been occupied by zombies long ago? How could there be room for human survival?

He had no choice but to refine corpses like that in the zombie world. The conditions were so simple that he could only make do with what he had.

But now, things are different. He has his own place for gathering Yin, so of course he has to be particular about it.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, calculating the direction of the Yin energy and the size of the corpse pits, Zhang Chu silently worked out that he could dig fifteen corpse pits.

He found a shovel and started digging in the yin-gathering area.

Even though his magic power is weak, he is very strong.

Which zombie would be weak? Although he was not a zombie, he was in a state of half human and half corpse, especially at night, his strength increased by 20% to 30%.

Zhang Chu put down the shovel, wiped the non-existent sweat, and looked at the fifteen pits of corpses, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Good days are coming!
Zhang Chu walked to the side of more than ten corpses with an expressionless face. He first passed through the corpse qi of one corpse and then buried it in the corpse pit.

Feeling that the corpse energy in the mana seed had been reduced by a quarter, he was not panicked. Before, he had no choice but to refine one zombie at a time.

In the zombie world, you have to keep some power to protect yourself!
But, in the charity cemetery? Zhang Chu glanced at the zombie baby following behind him. Even if the corpse energy was exhausted, he still had a chance to recover.

What's more, in this half-human, half-dead state, it would be very difficult for those martial artists to kill me!

Soon, he buried two more bodies, and the remaining seven were placed in coffins, suppressed with talisman paper, and buried underground. They were first nourished with Yin Qi and then injected with corpse Qi.

If things go smoothly, all the processes can be completed in two or three days.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The moon was at its zenith. Zhang Chu had finished everything and was about to take a rest when there was a knock on the door of the charity cemetery.

Zhang Chu put the shovel aside and walked towards the gate.

"Who?"

Old Liu, who lived in the front yard, heard the knock on the door. He had already gotten up and shouted at the door.

No one answered outside, but they started knocking again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Old Liu, who walked to the gate, felt a little scared: This is a charity cemetery, where corpses are kept.

It was late at night and he could only hear knocking on the door but no human voice outside. How could he not be nervous?
He looked around and was stunned: Zhang Chu was standing in the moonlight, motioning for him to open the door.

Old Liu immediately understood, "Wait a minute, it's coming!"

(End of this chapter)