Is this what a zombie is?

80. Zombie Moon Worship

With a casual wave of his hand, the two bronze coffins on the rock wall behind the altar, which were integrated with the rock, suddenly emitted a loud rumble, and the coffin lids exploded.

"roar--!!!"

Two terrifying roars, unlike human voices, came from the broken coffin.

Two figures, each over three meters tall and exuding a terrifying aura, emerged from the debris, their bodies a dark gold color.

Golden Armor Corpse!

A being of a higher level than the Silver Armor Corpse.

Driven by Li Lianying's will, the two golden-armored corpses did not pause at all, transforming into two blurry golden afterimages, and with immense force, they crashed madly into the deepest part of the altar, into that seemingly empty dark rock wall.

"boom--!!!"

At the point where the golden-armored corpse struck, a massive light curtain appeared out of thin air.

Above the light screen, the phantoms of the four sacred beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—swirled and flowed, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

This is the Four Symbols Sealing Formation!

The golden-armored corpse was violently thrown back by the powerful sealing force, its massive body smashing through large sections of rock like a cannonball, sending rocks flying through the air.

However, even after such an impact, they remained unharmed, and even if they suffered minor damage, they would quickly repair and heal under the nourishment of the zombie fungus.

So the moment they landed, they got up again, roaring, and continued their tireless, suicidal assaults on the light screen.

Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times...

Each impact caused the entire underground space to tremble violently.

The once radiant Four Symbols Seal is now dimming rapidly at a visible speed as they consume its light.

The seal is about to collapse!

Deep beneath Dog Head Ridge, two golden-armored corpses relentlessly challenged the seal. Meanwhile, Li Lianying had made preparations elsewhere to ensure a higher success rate.

This year, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day coincide, resulting in a long holiday with both festivals.

After some experts devised a scientific plan, a work schedule was created, which indeed resulted in a nine-day holiday.

Of course, only certain organizations and schools can afford to give people a full nine days off; for animals, five days is considered a luxury.

Overjoyed, I turned around and did a careful calculation. In reality, it was all about patching things up here and there, moving things around and making adjustments.

Damn it, this leave is worse than no leave at all; it's a loss no matter how you look at it.

Despite the complaints and grievances, at least there are still a few days off, so we can find some joy amidst the hardship.

So, we started traveling, hiking, picnicking, and camping.

As mentioned before, there is a scenic area near Dog Leader, a mountain range that can be used for hiking and tourism, and a university.

When it comes to courting death, college students are among the best.

On a mountain not far from Dog Head Ridge, on a wide grassland, several tents are scattered in an orderly fashion.

The orange-red campfire crackled, its flames illuminating the young faces around them.

This is a group of hikers who took advantage of their holiday break to escape the concrete jungle and have some fun.

"Old Wang, one more skewer, please! Your barbecue skills are getting better and better!"

The team leader, known as Lao Wang, skillfully flipped the meat skewers on the grill, sprinkling them with cumin and chili powder, instantly releasing a rich aroma.

"Even food can't shut you up," Old Wang said with a laugh, handing over a skewer of fragrant roasted lamb kidneys. "Here, have some, you should nourish yourself."

"Get lost, I don't need that!"

That's what they say, but when it comes to eating, they're anything but hesitant.

Around the campfire, several girls were holding guitars and softly singing folk songs. Their voices, accompanied by the chirping of insects, echoed in the quiet valley.

Warm and cozy, this is perhaps what youth is all about, this is the beauty of nature.

As night deepened and the noise subsided, everyone, exhausted from a day of playing, crawled into their tents, ready to drift off to sleep.

In the utter silence, a strange sound broke the tranquility of the deep mountains without warning.

"Awooo—"

What was that sound?

Inside the tent, Xiao Li was startled awake. He jumped up and listened intently.

"Awoo...woo..."

The sound rang out again, clearer each time.

"It's a wolf! There are wolves in the mountains!"

A scream came from a girl's tent, tinged with a sob; she was probably crying from fright.

In an instant, everyone was awakened.

Several timid girls were terrified, their faces pale, and they huddled tightly in their sleeping bags, not daring to even breathe.

"Don't panic!" Old Wang's voice came from the main tent, steady and strong. "We have a campfire here, wild animals won't dare to come near. I'll go check the situation."

He unzipped the tent, revealing a powerful flashlight and an entrenching tool in his hands.

"Brother Wang, I'll go with you!"

Xiao Li also emerged, carrying a thick wooden stick in his hand. Another boy hesitated for a moment, then thought it was a good opportunity to show his masculinity, so he followed.

"You two stay behind me and don't wander off."

Old Wang lowered his voice and gave a brief instruction, then turned on his flashlight and headed in the direction from which the sound came, ready to investigate.

Using the beam of their flashlights, the three of them mustered their courage and followed the path up the hillside.

The mountain road was rugged, and the night wind rustled through the trees, making a soft, whispering sound that added an eerie touch to the already tense atmosphere.

After walking for about ten minutes, the wolf howls stopped, but they found a series of footprints on the damp mud.

"Brother Wang, look at this!"

Xiao Li shone his flashlight on the ground and saw that the footprints were not left by a four-legged wild animal, but by a human.

However, the footprints were very strange. With the feet together, each footprint was about two meters apart.

It was as if his legs were tied and he was hopping forward, and there was more than one such footprint.

Although they are in a row, the footprints vary in size and depth, making them easily visible on the damp mud.

"How...how does it walk..." Xiao Li frowned. "It's hopping around, could it be a zombie?"

"Don't scare me!"

Ah Jie was clearly scared, after all, the current situation was somewhat strange.

Old Wang squatted down, picked up a bit of soil with his fingers. He had a slight sense of foreboding, but a strong curiosity also drove him to continue groping forward along the strange footprints.

After walking a few hundred meters further, and bypassing a dense thicket of bushes, the three of them lay down on the hillside and peered down.

Then they saw a horrifying scene they would never forget.

On the flat ground below the hillside stood a group of people dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes, wearing peacock feathers on their heads, their faces swollen and bruised, looking ferocious and terrifying.

They stood in neat rows, facing the full moon high in the sky, performing the grand ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows in an extremely stiff and bizarre posture.

As they bowed in worship, the moonlight grew brighter and brighter, gradually forming a pillar of light that fell upon them.

Nourished by the essence of moonlight, they emitted howls like wolves.

This is the story of the Zombie Moon Worship.