"Roar!"
Du Kang, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up. He jumped up from the ground and looked around. He found himself in the main hall. There was nothing around him except for a high chair in the middle of a high platform in front of him. The chair was made of white bones, and the armrests were made of skeletons. On the back of the chair was a vivid and lifelike ghost head. Its eyes were twinkling with ghostly flames, as if it was alive.
"You finally woke up. Maybe you're the person I've been waiting for all these years."
A faint voice came from behind the white bone chair. A figure on the ground gradually elongated. A woman slowly turned around with her hands on the back of the chair and looked at Du Kang coldly.
It was just a look. Du Kang only touched her for a moment, but he felt endless sorrow, resentment, and hysterical madness after despair.
"Who are you?"
Du Kang touched his body and found that the Octupole Blast and the Buddha's Hand were gone. He suddenly lost his confidence and looked at the mysterious woman in front of him. He could not help swallowing hard and took a step back.
The woman was dressed in ordinary clothes. She wore a white button-down shirt and a black pleated skirt. She wore a pair of black cloth shoes. Although she was not particularly stunning and could charm thousands of men and horses at a glance, she had the kind of face that looked like a wife's. The more you looked at her, the more beautiful she looked.
She dressed like a female student in the Republic of China.
Spring passed and autumn came. The persimmons on the branches turned orange and the leaves withered. The small courtyard of Lei Budong's house was full of joy. It was decorated with lanterns and streamers. The villagers came to congratulate Lei Tong on his 100th birthday.
"Old Chief, your fat grandson is very good-looking. Come on, let me have a look at him …" An old farmer with a rough appearance and graying sideburns, who was dressed in coarse cloth trousers, smiled and reached out to tease the little thunder boy in Lei Budong's arms. The little thunder boy held one of the old man's fingers with his little hands and sprayed a stream of urine accurately on the old man's face.
"Pfft, good boy. When you grow up, you will definitely have many children and grandchildren. Hahaha …" The rough old man was not angry at all. He directly wiped off the urine on his face and pointed at the tip of Little Lei Tong's nose. Then, he laughed and walked into the courtyard with Lei Budong.
"Hey, Brother Lei, where's my precious disciple?
Come on, I've brought back something good for him. "
Just as the villagers were cheering happily, a sloppy Zhang Yexian (the former itinerant doctor) with two straws in his hair suddenly appeared on the scene. Ignoring the pointing and gossiping of the people around him, he covered his mouth and laughed secretly, saying where did this madman come from? He directly grabbed Lei Budong and carried Little Lei Tong to the backyard.
"Come, come, come, put it on." Zhang Yexian took out a small jade pendant from his bosom and put it on Little Thunder Child. Strangely enough, Little Thunder Child liked Zhang Yexian very much. Whenever he saw his cheap master, he would giggle.
"Sir, what is this?"
Lei Budong touched the jade pendant on Little Lei Tong's chest. It was just a bluestone jade of poor quality. A Tai Chi diagram of Yin and Yang was engraved on the front and was strung with a red string.
"I caught an old bull in the mountain that was about to become a demon. I used its blood essence and this boy's birth date to make it. As long as you wear this jade, you'll have the strength of one bull. Moreover, ordinary evil spirits won't be able to get close to it." Zhang Yexian said proudly. He touched his right eyebrow with his finger.
"Thank you very much …" Lei Budong was about to express his gratitude when he suddenly heard a commotion in the front yard. Lei Budong quickly walked to the door and happened to see the rough old man rushing in. His forehead was covered with hot sweat. He pointed to the front yard and stammered for a moment. "Old … Old Clan Head … Yes … Yes …"
"Oh, what's the matter? Say it quickly!"
Lei Budong stamped his feet anxiously. Zhang Yexian sniffed and his expression changed. "Oh no, it's a zombie. It's an old thing. Let's go and have a look." Then he rushed out.
"There's a zombie!"
It was not until this time that the burly old man finished his words. When he saw that he was alone in the room, he was dumbfounded.
At this time, the front yard was in a mess. The originally lively wedding banquet had been overturned. The villagers pushed and shoved each other to run outside. Leylin Feng protected his wife and blocked the entrance of the central room. In the middle of the yard stood a Qing Dynasty official zombie in a long gown and a mandarin jacket. His arms were straight in front of him, and there was a tattered brocade box hanging between his arms.
Lei Budong rushed over quickly. Zhang Yexian had already held the long banner in his hand and confronted the zombie. "Sir, please wait. He's one of us. Don't fight."
Lei Budong ran between the zombie and Zhang Yexian in quick steps. He turned around and placed Little Thunder in Zhang Yexian's arms. Then, he made an incantation gesture with both hands and poked the spot between the zombie's eyebrows with his index fingers. The zombie let out a low growl and leaped more than three feet into the air. The bundle fell from its arms and was caught by Lei Budong.
There was a letter in the package. He opened it and read the words: "Brother Budong, I heard that your Lei family has a descendant. It's really worth congratulating. Since the war a hundred years ago, the South Mao, the North Horse, the East Lei, and the West Chen families have been declining. Now your Lei family has a descendant. I wanted to congratulate you personally and get drunk with you. Unfortunately, it's a long journey and I'm busy, so I had to send little Fantian to send you a gift. I'll pay you a visit in the future.
Sincerely, Ma Hongjun. "
After reading the letter, Lei Budong stroked his beard and smiled. He opened the seemingly tattered package. Inside was a mahogany box covered with yellow silk brocade. In the middle of the box was an eight-sided plum blossom mirror.
"This is the Tremor Mirror, a replica of the Qin Emperor's Bone Reflecting Mirror. Fatty Ma is really a good friend. Hahaha." Lei Budong handed the bronze mirror to little Lei Tong. "Come here, my good grandson. Look at this gift from your Grandpa Ma …"
Little Lei Tong, who had been grinning happily, looked at the Tremor Mirror. The mirror reflected a ferocious zombie's face, fangs, wide mouth, and red eyes. Little Lei Tong let out a strange roar, which scared Lei Budong and made him step back. The Tremor Mirror fell to the ground with a clang. Little Fantian, who had been motionless, suddenly roared and pounced on Leylin Feng and his wife not far away.
"Lin Feng!" Lei Budong's roar came from the small courtyard.
The next day, dark clouds hung over the sky and the autumn rain fell. Lei Budong led a group of people up the mountain. Behind him, the villagers carried three black coffins and Zhang Yexian followed from afar with Little Leitong in her arms.
In the ancestral graveyard, Lei Budong threw a handful of paper money into the air. The paper money filled the sky and fell with the autumn rain. Three coffins were placed on a pile of firewood. In front of them were three memorial tablets. They were "Thunder Lord Lin Feng", "Thunder Li Family", and "Little Fantian".