Mr. 08

"You're insane!" Fang Zhiyi and Yan Wushuang exclaimed in unison.

Li Huaian turned back, somewhat annoyed, but he hadn't forgotten his request. "Master, this is the last time I'll call you Master. Is there any way for me to not be affected by A'Qing? We are truly in love."

Fang Zhiyi stifled a laugh. Not be affected by her? She would have eaten you long ago otherwise...

"Yes! I have a talisman for you. With this talisman, demonic energy cannot enter your body!" Fang Zhiyi pulled out a talisman, as if he had prepared it long ago.

Li Huaian reached out excitedly to take it.

The snake demon A'Qing was a bit angry, but she could vaguely sense that she was no match for the Daoist before her. She could only watch and wait. Fortunately, this Li Huaian was an idiot.

Fang Zhiyi pulled his hand back and extended his other hand. "Pay up!"

"Money?" Li Huaian froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Good, good, good! You've finally revealed your true colors! I knew you weren't kind enough to take me in as a disciple for nothing. You made me work, gather herbs for you, and even punished me. Bah! You're asking me for money for a single talisman?"

Fang Zhiyi sneered. "If I hadn't taken you in as a disciple, you'd still be begging on the streets, wouldn't you? Who gave you a place to live, food to eat, and clothes to wear? Who taught you to identify herbs? Who cleaned up all your messes? And now you bite the hand that feeds you? Bah!"

"You're just a hypocrite!" Li Huaian seemed to have been hit where it hurt, flying into a rage out of humiliation.

Fang Zhiyi smiled at Yan Wushuang. "See that? I even taught him that idiom."

Li Huaian's chest heaved with anger.

Fang Zhiyi looked at him. "You don't want it? Fine then, let's go."

"This snake demon..." Yan Wushuang had accepted reality by now, but he felt it wasn't right to just leave it be.

Fang Zhiyi gave Li Huaian a meaningful look. Yan Wushuang also saw that idiot standing in front of the snake with a look of death-defying determination.

What a warrior!

Li Huaian didn't have money to buy the talisman, so he could only watch his master leave. He was actually gambling—gambling that his master would help him, since his master was usually easygoing. However, his master's behavior left him very disappointed.

"A'Qing... I guessed that you were a monster, but I don't mind." He turned to look at the snake.

The snake looked down at him. How could a person be this stupid?

But this was good. As long as he was alive, she could endlessly drain his essence and blood.

Yan Wushuang's worldview had collapsed, so Fang Zhiyi helped him reconstruct it. When he returned to the police station with a head full of new knowledge, he discovered that Thousand-Hand Guanyin had escaped, disappearing from the cell along with that thief from within the household!

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhiyi lamented inwardly. Fate was indeed powerful; it had managed to bring those two together even like this.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. He hadn't even seen a zombie yet!

It was just that the treasures in the tomb... he couldn't let that cat burglar get them for free.

Fortunately, Yan Wushuang now believed in his abilities, having witnessed things he had never seen in the first half of his life.

So, when Fang Zhiyi bluntly told him that the burglar had taken his little apprentice to dig up a grave, Yan Wushuang was only momentarily surprised. He immediately turned serious and gathered his men to set out.

Nightingale led Lin Adai and stumbled upon the location of the tomb door. Relying on a bit of wit and inexplicable luck, they opened the tomb door and also destroyed the formation Fang Zhiyi had previously set up.

Nightingale didn't mind this at all. She just wanted to grab some money quickly and use it to buy back her reputation.

How had the dignified chivalrous thief, Thousand-Hand Guanyin, become a female thief that everyone wanted to beat? She couldn't accept it!

Thus, they passed through the long, narrow corridor, cracked the mechanisms, and reached the main burial chamber. Lin Adai was nervous. Although he was simple-minded, he knew his master spoke the truth. Seeing the coffins before him now, his whole body began to tremble.

Seeing his state, Nightingale teased, "Scared?"

Lin Adai nodded.

Nightingale found him amusing; he didn't pretend at all. "Stick close to me. I'll cover you from now on!" She had made up her mind; she would need a helper in the future, and this honest fool was a good choice. At least he wouldn't lie to her.

Lin Adai grabbed the corner of her clothes. This inexplicable action caused a surge of maternal instinct in Nightingale.

Until a trap triggered again. Nightingale almost lost her life, but fortunately, Lin Adai pushed her out of the way, and she only suffered a flesh wound.

While cursing the tomb owner for being sinister, she looked at Lin Adai's nervous expression, and her fondness for this fool inexplicably grew.

Ridiculously, the two of them began to flirt in this cold, dark environment. Lin Adai talked about how his family despised him for being stupid, and Nightingale spoke of her past. However, she mythologized herself quite a bit, claiming everything was for the people. Lin Adai listened in awe, clapping for her repeatedly. This gave Nightingale, who had been feeling low due to the townspeople's insults, a great sense of satisfaction.

Until she heard some unusual sounds drifting into her ears.

"Did you hear that?"

Lin Adai froze, looking around. "What?"

"Footsteps."

"It seems like... huh?"

It was indeed the sound of footsteps, but it sounded like someone hopping, and it was not far from them.

As a veteran cat burglar, Nightingale possessed both alertness and professionalism. She pulled the fool into hiding, and finally, the two of them saw those terrifying things.

"Z... Zombie!" Lin Adai was scared stiff.

Nightingale frowned. "I didn't expect your master was actually telling the truth! Go!" Even at a time like this, she didn't abandon her objective. She wrapped some burial goods she had just swiped in a prepared cloth, grabbed Lin Adai, and ran.

Lin Adai followed behind, his face full of panic. "What do we do? What do we do? They're awake!"

Nightingale was getting impatient. "Run! What else can we do? Don't worry, your master can definitely handle it!"

Just like in the original plot, she didn't even think about closing the tomb door, and neither did Lin Adai. The two fled the burial chamber in a panic, climbing upwards covered in dirt and grime. However, just as they climbed out, a cold gun barrel was pressed against their foreheads.

"You have some nerve. You steal money from the living, and you won't even let the dead off the hook."

Nightingale stared blankly at the police chief in front of her. How could he be here? She couldn't help but look at Lin Adai beside her. Could it be?

But Lin Adai was also pinned down, struggling constantly.

"Thousand-Hand Guanyin, no, Nightingale, you are under arrest. We've caught you red-handed this time. What else do you have to say?" Yan Wushuang let out a heavy sigh of relief. He had been somewhat helpless before; to catch a thief, you need the loot. He couldn't confirm Nightingale's illegal activities previously, but now it was easy.

Nightingale rolled her eyes and shouted, "Forget about that! There are zombies! Zombies!"

Muddy the waters when in trouble; Nightingale was smart.

However, she didn't expect the person who appeared next to ruin her calculations.

Hearing this, Yan Wushuang turned to look behind him as Fang Zhiyi gradually emerged.

"Master!" Lin Adai shouted in surprise and joy. With Master here, nothing could go wrong!