"Go retrieve that corpse, Brother Wang. Leave this to me," Pei Shaoqing said, shaking his head. "If it turns into a zombie and drinks blood, we'll be in big trouble."
In this day and age, zombies were more terrifying than evil spirits.
After all, with Spiritual Qi so depleted, souls could hardly linger. Zombies were different. Their physical bodies were immortal, sustained by a core of resentment. As long as they drank blood, they would only continue to grow stronger.
"Alright, I'll leave everything here to you, Brother Pei." County Magistrate Wang cupped his fist in thanks, then immediately turned and hurried down the mountain.
Pei Shaoqing carefully inspected the corpses in the pit again and found a crucial clue on the lotus platforms beneath them. The base was engraved with two words: "Banyin Temple."
"Banyin Temple?"
He had never heard of this temple.
It probably wasn't in Tongzhou.
But it definitely wasn't far from Tongzhou, either.
