Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 513

Jingle Bell!

Ling Yanyan flicked his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his hand. He then stabbed at the mummified corpse.

Plop!

Although Ling Yanyan's knife did not pierce the mummified corpse, it did pierce the corpse's left eyeball.

The mummified corpse let out a painful scream and staggered backward.

The mummified corpse touched its left eye, and crimson blood immediately flowed down.

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up with joy. It seemed there was hope!

The mummified corpse moved much slower, its figure flickering, and a cloud of black smoke filled the surroundings.

"Hmph! A mere trick." Ling Yanyan sneered, and his clothes burst into flames after being exposed to the black smoke.

Ling Yanyan slashed at the black smoke with his hand, and the black smoke was dispersed and turned into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing into the air.

The mummified corpse never expected to be defeated so unexpectedly by a young man.

He stared at Ling Yanyan with a grim expression and fierce eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

After listening to the mummified corpse's words, Ling Yanyan smiled faintly and said, "I don't know who I am either. I just think you look a bit like those evil ghosts in TV dramas."

"Since you're blocking my way from resurrecting my wife, then don't blame me for being impolite!" The mummified corpse roared and charged towards Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan snorted coldly and went to meet the attack. The two fought fiercely and were evenly matched, but in the end, the dried corpse gained the upper hand.

"Die!"

Seizing the opportunity, the mummified corpse punched Ling Yanyan, sending him flying to the ground, coughing up blood.

"Haha, do you think you can fight me?" The mummified corpse let out a ferocious and terrifying laugh, baring its fangs and claws as it walked towards Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You think I lost? Heh, I was just teasing you."

Upon hearing this, the mummified corpse paused for a second, then flew into a rage, roaring, "You've tricked me!"

As it spoke, it prepared to attack Ling Yanyan again.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, followed by several shells falling from the sky, heading straight for the mummified corpse.

Sensing danger, the mummified corpse quickly dodged to the side. The shell landed where it had been standing, and the flames from the explosion instantly engulfed the entire forest.

"Damn it!" the mummified corpse cursed, then turned and fled the scene.

When it came to its senses, it found that Ling Yanyan had disappeared.

It gritted its teeth in resentment and quickly left the place.

On the other side, Ling Yanyan found a rock to sit down and rest. He had not intentionally provoked the dried corpse.

In fact, Ling Yanyan had already discovered the mummified corpse, because it was too conspicuous and he couldn't hide it at all.

However, he didn't intend to fight the mummified corpse head-on.

If it really comes down to a head-on confrontation, the outcome is uncertain, after all, the physical strength of the mummified corpse is too formidable.

Although the 5.2 mummy was severely damaged by artillery shells, it was still terrifying.

Ling Yanyan pondered how to deal with the mummified corpse.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and he seemed to have come up with a solution.

Ling Yanyan took out an item from his Qiankun bag, which was a copper coin with some strange symbols engraved on it.

These are copper coins used by Taoist priests of Maoshan to capture demons and exorcise evil spirits. Ling Yanyan found them by chance.

"I hope this thing will help me pass the test smoothly," Ling Yanyan murmured.

He tossed the copper coin into the air and muttered a spell.

"Jingle Bell!"

The copper coin spun once in mid-air and came to rest in front of Ling Yanyan's feet, as if waiting for its master's command.

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath, reached out and grasped the copper coin, and chanted, "Five ghosts bring wealth, borrow wealth to command the gods, so be it!"

Ling Yanyan threw out the copper coin while chanting a spell. The coin floated in mid-air, spinning continuously and emitting a strange aura.

"Collect!" Ling Yanyan shouted softly, and the copper coin in mid-air flew quickly toward him, finally landing in the palm of Ling Yanyan's right hand.

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan's lips curled up slightly, and he nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that this copper coin was somewhat useful.