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On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sun and moon had disappeared for a full three days, and to this day, still had not risen again.
The temperature of Red County Shenzhou continued to drop sharply.
Thermoters distributed by the governnt office showed that the temperature in most parts of the north had rapidly dropped to minus thirty degrees.
In such low temperatures, even wrought iron would gradually beco brittle.
Even after that round of [Sacrificial Technique: Five Grains Harvest], which prevented the cold wave from moving south, the snow accumulation on the ground was still a foot deep.
Dai State.
So remote wild villages were already abandoned during the late previous dynasty, when the Dragon Qi Prohibition was greatly reduced, with all the people having fled.
Even if they hadn’t fled, they would have long been food for the various [Weird] roaming around.
Major county towns retained the most population during the chaotic tis.
Zhang Family Village was only twenty miles from Xiangshui County.
It beca one of the first villages to regain vitality after the Post-Yan nation re-opened the [Dragon Qi Prohibition].
Along with the return of people, a Zhang Yizhuang was also planned with a "morgue" and an "Immortality House".
Its main function was not like other old Yizhuangs, providing a resting place for those who died far from ho, but rather to... store zombies!
Inside the Yizhuang, a burly figure had lost count of how many tis he looked up at the wall clock, his thick, bushy eyebrows furrowing deeper.
His sowhat foolish-looking, not very agile eyes also showed a bit of restlessness.
"The ti has long passed, why hasn’t the promised delivery from the county arrived?"
"Could it be that they have lost their way in the dark night?"
Unable to wait any longer, Zhang Biao suddenly stood up, and a mysterious ferocity burst from him.
The rustling sounds in the pitch-black snowy field outside stopped abruptly.
Legend has it, a tiger giving birth to three cubs will always have a Biao. Biao is the fiercest, able to consu its siblings.
"Biao" is the third cub of the tiger, the redundant child.
Due to breeding limitations, a tigress usually gives birth to two cubs, and the rare occurrence of a third cub is the Biao.
The Biao, born with congenital malnutrition, is usually scrawny and weak, with only brown fur and without the black stripes typical of tiger skin.
The tigress doesn’t recognize this child, refusing to nurse it, even kicking and biting to drive it away, leading it to often suffer a tragic early death.
But if it survives, the Biao becos extrely fierce and brutal, its call like the howl of a wolf or the roar of a lion, possessing the most ruthless and vicious traits of all beasts.
A single Biao can surpass three tigers is no re saying.
Zhang Biao, true to his na, carried that inherent ferocity.
However, in the land of Dai State, people like him, a little foolish, are also called: Biaozi.
The foolish one, while managing the Yizhuang and dealing with the dead, also held another identity —— the Village Guardian!
Most of the villagers living in the vast rural areas, if they ponder a bit, would find it remarkable.
Every village seems to have that one person, kind-hearted, always helping at weddings or funerals, but they themselves live a lonely life, and most, like the Biaozi, have so intellectual deficit.
They are the Village Guardians.
It is said that Village Guardians are born into this world for cultivation, to shield the village from disasters, bearing all misfortune upon themselves, enduring hardships in this life for blessings in the next.
The Judges of the Yin Departnt can attest, this saying is indeed true!
The impatient Village Guardian Zhang Biao donned a clearly mass-produced cotton yellow coat, hung a hunting knife at his waist, and lit a torch before leaving the Yizhuang.
Standing against the cold wind at the village entrance, he raised the torch high, so that people several miles away could see the light.
He waited silently for the escort from the county to deliver the goods.
Not caring at all, in the wake of the Heavenly Dog Eating the Sun, many [Weird] took advantage of this rare ti to stage a coback, and unknown dangers lurked in the dark night.
Thusly, the appointed ti was delayed by almost a full two hours.
Just as Zhang Biao made up his mind to use one of the three monthly activations of [Civil Skill: Cloud Brocade Letter].
From the darkness ca the tinkling sound of a bell and the neat sound of jumping.
Following imdiately was a faint orange light.
A hoarse male voice called out from afar:
"Biaozi, co and help your brother, walking this dark road at night, I slipped and fell into a ditch, it really hurt!"
Zhang Biao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a genuine smile arose in his sowhat foolish eyes:
"With these big dumplings, the village’s corpse-powered power station finally has hope."
But just as the sowhat disheveled escort, shaking a bell, maneuvered ten zombies into the torch’s range.
As Zhang Biao was about to extend a hand to help, he unexpectedly noticed the other suddenly reaching to pat his shoulder, his thick eyebrows furrowing tightly, he stepped back and shouted:
"Sharp chisels pierce deep mountains, blazing fires seem trivial. Reduced to powder, fear not, to leave your purity in the mortal world. [Official Skill: Li Ode]!"
He waved his hand, casting a gleam of white light at the escort.
Zi-la!
"Ah—!"
The escort let out a wretched scream, as if truly burned in the eyes by quickli, and staggered back, clutching his face.
The well-known "Li Ode" was indeed a poem of Yu Tingyi, the Succeeding Saint of the Green Seal.
Mortals proclaim their determinations with poetry, and are thus granted extraordinary power, the more aligned in mind, the stronger the force.
This [Official Skill] has little effect on ordinary people, but against the Weird and evil hordes, it deals tons of damage.
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