Vacuum hometown, birthless mother!

This sentence is so famous in Dongci that Zhang Tong immediately thought of the notorious White Lotus Sect in history!

You know, the White Lotus Sect can be seen in several large-scale rebellions that changed dynasties in the history of Dongci Kingdom.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Han Shantong, Liu Futong, who was the first to raise the banner of resistance to the Yuan Dynasty, was the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

Later, the Ming army led by Zhu Yuanzhang also included the White Lotus Sect and the Ming Sect to some extent.

Even the Boxers during the Qing Dynasty could be considered a branch of the White Lotus Sect from a certain perspective.

"Could Bai Huiya's ancestors be members of the White Lotus Sect? And the White Lotus Sect has mastered some extraordinary power?"

Looking at the ink lotus flower that exuded some mysterious charm, Zhang Tong was a little confused.

Is this world still the world he knew? Does the White Lotus Sect actually possess extraordinary power?

"I remember it was written in the history books that the Boxers claimed to have magical powers to protect themselves and were invulnerable."

"Now it seems...maybe it's really not groundless?"

Instantly thinking of some records in history books, Zhang Tong's expression couldn't help but become weird.

If he remembered correctly, those Boxer Rebellion members who claimed to have magical powers to protect their bodies were all beaten to pieces by foreign guns in the end.

As for the reason for this result, Zhang Tong felt that it was probably because at that time, the extraordinary game had not been started at all, and the so-called magical skills were of no use.

"The inheritance of the White Lotus Sect... is better than nothing."

Looking out the window, which was still shrouded in thick fog, Zhang Tong knew that this was not the place to study these things carefully.

So he quickly rolled up the white lotus picture again, carefully wrapped it in brown paper, and put it into his hiking bag.

…

Outside, there was still a faint smell of corpse.

It is hard to imagine that a corpse that has only been left for a day is already smelling like corpse.

"Have all the nutrients been used to cultivate zombies?"

Zhang Tong shrugged his nose and glanced at the open coffin subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, his originally somewhat relaxed pace suddenly stopped, and the word "zombie" echoed in his mind, lingering.

"Zombie?!"

"If I remember correctly, the Sequence 8 fighter formula contains zombie brains as an ingredient!"

The surprise came too suddenly!

However, Zhang Tong was in severe pain all over his body at this moment, and his whole body felt overwhelmed by happiness.

Because he knew that there was a zombie in the coffin that Bai Huiya had deliberately cultivated!

White-haired zombie!

Bai Huiya used the arm of the white-haired zombie to advance to adult stiffness. There is no reason why she can’t collect the brains of the white-haired zombie?

Thinking of this, Zhang Tong glanced towards the school door, and could vaguely see Fan Long and others staying at the door, motionless.

After estimating the approximate time, Zhang Tong decisively walked towards the coffin.

As soon as I got close to the coffin, the strong smell of corpse hit my face.

Taking a deep breath and holding his breath, Zhang Tong stood next to the coffin and looked inside.

I saw a corpse covered with white hair lying quietly in the coffin.

The corpse was hideous and terrifying, and its pitch-black nails were three inches long and shone with some kind of cold light.

White hair covered his body, his eyes were as red as cinnabar, his teeth were exposed outside his lips like sharp knives, and blood ran through his nose.

The withered corpse seemed indestructible, but this zombie had no left arm and its right arm had been cut off. Lying in the coffin, it looked extremely uncoordinated.

His eyes lingered for a moment on the arm covered with corpse spots lying in the coffin, which did not have white hair, but looked like a putrid corpse. Zhang Tong nodded, he already understood the origin of the corpse hand.

Then, his eyes kept moving inside the coffin, and he said in a voice that only he could hear:

"Judging from the incision, the zombie's arm should have been cut off by Bai Huiya with something."

"When I came, Bai Huiya had just come out of the coffin, so the tool that can cut zombies should still be there."

After a moment, Zhang Tong's eyes lit up.

After struggling to lift the incredibly heavy corpse of the zombie, a hacksaw appeared in front of Zhang Tong.

He held the hacksaw with some minced flesh and blood in his hand and weighed it, with a nostalgic expression on Zhang Tong's face.

He had this thing at home when he was a child.

But since I left my hometown and went to work in a big city, I have never seen him again.

"I didn't expect that Bai Huiya actually used this thing to remove Bai Mao's stiff arm."

"That's right. As long as the saw blade is not dull, cutting a U-shaped lock is easy and enjoyable."

Zhang Tong held the handle of the hacksaw and made a few gestures. The familiar feeling of sawing steel bars with his father when he was a child and welding security doors by himself was brought back to him.

Looking down at the zombie with a ferocious face and a pair of fangs sticking out, Zhang Tong muttered softly: "I'm offended."

After a confession, Zhang Tong turned into the coffin.

Sitting on the edge of the coffin, Zhang Tong stepped on the zombie's chest with one foot and stepped on the zombie's head with one foot. With this posture, the zombie's neck was exposed in front of his eyes.

Then the hacksaw in Zhang Tong's hand rubbed against the zombie's neck, making a harsh and unpleasant sound.

"This thing is far worse than steel bars."

Looking at the neck that was quickly cut into a ferocious gap by the sharpness of the hacksaw, Zhang Tong shook his head and said without any awe.

You know, facing such a hideous corpse, ordinary people would be scared to death.

However, Zhang Tong, who has experienced so many strange things, seems to have gradually become accustomed to it. Even cutting the head of a zombie with a hand saw, Zhang Tong can do it without any psychological barriers.

"You can't blame me, I can only say that you are no longer human."

Zhang Tong glanced at the face that was stepped on by his feet and defended himself in his heart.

Soon, Zhang Tong cut off the zombie's head with a hand saw.

Zhang Tong stuffed the zombie's head into his backpack, closed the coffin lid, and then walked toward the school gate with a satisfied look on his face.

…

Shrouded in thick fog, Fan Long and others had already been trembling with fear from the strange noise coming from the school.

The crunching sound made them involuntarily think that there was something scary chewing on the corpse.

It wasn't until they saw Zhang Tong approaching that they swarmed over to him as if they were seeing a savior.

"Haidai, are you okay?"

"Where's that dirty thing? Is it solved?"

Seeing the undisguised concern on the frightened faces of several young people, Zhang Tong nodded and said with a smile:

"It's all settled, we can go back tomorrow."

As soon as Zhang Tong finished speaking, Feng Yu cheered:

"Great! It's finally solved. I've been scared to death for the past two days!"

Zhang Qian also looked at Zhang Tong with a look that seemed full of admiration:

"Dahai, you are so awesome. Although you are smaller than me, I have decided that you will be my leg brother from now on!"

"Yes, Brother Leg is on top!"

Feng Yu chuckled.

Amidst the joy, Fan Long, the oldest, remained silent, with a frown on his face that made him seem out of place with everyone else.

Under the strange looks of several people, Fan Long suddenly gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and said:

"Now that all dangers have been eliminated, how about... let's leave overnight?"

"Why?"

Feng Yu was stunned and didn't understand what Fan Long meant.

Fan Long looked around and said cautiously:
Chapter completed!