"Zombie?"
Upon hearing the two words uttered by Hou Jue, the faces of several people in the hall displayed an array of different expressions.
Li Kuan was somewhat panic-stricken, yet his disposition was dominated by solemnity. Although Zongmu Town was under the jurisdiction of Shangjing City, it maintained close relations with Beiliang, as the majority of the wood from the town was sold there. Now that Zongmu Town had been slaughtered, if the zombie were to act on instinct, Beiliang would likely be its next target.
When Guo Lingyun heard that the zombie was dressed in monk's robes, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that the only one who could slaughter the entire town of Zongmu in less than thirty minutes after they left, was the Ghost Monk.
But how could this be? He had clearly seen the Ghost Monk's head chopped off and his body burnt; how could it still turn into a zombie?
