"Daoist, Daoist!"
Seeing Wang Daoxuan striding forward, the man hurriedly quickened his pace to keep up, his face full of anxiety: "Daoist, this is no time for riddles, what's going on?"
Their task this time was also about a zombie.
In the nearby mountains, there is a deserted ancient village, said to have been massacred during a military conflict in the Great Xing Period when the north and south were confronting each other.
Nanchong is rich in citrus, especially at the southern end of Qinglin Village by the river, where an ancient orchard stands. The citrus trees here appear old but bear vibrant flowers, one of the eight scenic spots of Nanchong known as "Autumn Colors of Fruit Hill."
However, the workers dispatched there encountered zombies.
Though no one was injured, the workers were scared and fled, and for a time, everyone was in a panic, and no one dared to go to that place again.
If this matter isn't handled well, the wealthy will suffer great losses.
