On the bus, as the Fur Zombie sucked human blood, it had hardly taken a couple of sips before a Taoist reprimanded it.
The Fur Zombie's heart tightened.
It heard someone proclaiming themselves as "I, the humble one."
Recalling those Taoists in purple and red robes in the deep forests who treated Fur Zombies like chickens to be slaughtered!
It had been traumatized psychologically.
It thought it was the purple-robed ones coming and got so frightened that its heart nearly stopped.
It trembled and looked outside the bus.
Luckily,
this Taoist looked like a greenhorn, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, not one of the previous group.
The Fur Zombie's little heart calmed down.
Outside, the young Taoist met the fierce gaze of the Fur Zombie.
The young Taoist also stepped back in fright.
The Fur Zombie sneered at this young Taoist.
Then, it temporarily released Quan Zhixian.
It jumped off the bus.
Zombies and human Taoists were sworn enemies.
