When he opened his eyes, the cold cut to the bone, and the stench of mildew filled his lungs.
Above him was a rough, heavy coffin lid. In the flickering candlelight on the altar, a spirit tablet bearing the words “In Memory of Master Lin Jiu” made his blood run cold.
He was a modern office worker who had just died from overwork. To his horror, he found himself lying in a coffin, having become the legendary zombie slayer, Uncle Ying, Lin Jiu!
He wore a pale yellow Taoist robe, and three apprentices threw themselves against the coffin, crying, “Master, you’re finally back!” He hadn’t even processed the sheer absurdity of it all…
On the corpse platform, an iron-blue body suddenly sat bolt upright! Its fingernails grew long as blades, and its fangs glinted menacingly. The icy breath of death instantly froze the air throughout the funeral home.
Apprentice A Fa thrust a peachwood sword at him and wailed, “Master! Use your strongest move and save us!”
All he wanted to do was scream and run! But the body that belonged to “Uncle Ying” moved faster than his panicked modern mind!
With a fierce, hawk-like flip, he formed an intricate hand seal. A searing current surged from his dantian, and a thunderous shout burst from his lips:
“Demon! You’re asking for death!”
Wait! This body’s instincts… were a hundred times more professional than those of the impostor inhabiting it?!
Before he could recover from the shock, the copper coin amulet on his chest suddenly grew hot, as if warning him of impending danger.
Pale moonlight pierced the window lattice, illuminating a bizarre new grave outside the funeral home. The damp soil atop the mound slid down in soft rustles, while the earth silently, maliciously bulged upward…
This wasn’t the movie world he knew. It was a parallel universe overrun by zombies, crawling with evil spirits and full of danger!
He had Uncle Ying’s illustrious reputation and exorcist instincts, but inside, he was panicking like crazy
Too bad 👎🏻 Much worse