Chapter 327: Yin Corpse

"This young lady, the Qing Sect disciples failed to follow the rules and caused you trouble. If there is anything you need help with in the future, the Qing Sect will certainly do its utmost to assist." Elder Hong said to the female shift manager who had been hit.

"Ah... this..." The female shift manager was somewhat at a loss; she was just an ordinary person and had no idea what the Qing Sect was.

"Why don't you thank Elder Hong quickly?" Chen Yu reminded her kindly from the side; a promise from the Qing Sect was worth its weight in gold.

"Thank you, Elder Hong." The female shift manager hurriedly bowed and said.

"Alright, let's eat." Elder Hong smiled slightly: "Leave this young lady's name and phone number, notify the local Qing Sect branch, and if there is anything, they must step in."

"Yes." Someone stepped forward and recorded the female shift manager's name and phone number.

Wu Li, standing to the side, had long since been scared silly. In her view, Chen Zhangcheng was a Qing Sect disciple, his status was extraordinary, and he was a person who never feared trouble.

But she never imagined that in Chen Yu's eyes, Chen Zhangcheng really didn't even amount to a fart. She looked at Chen Yu with a deathly pale face, not knowing what to do.

"Why are you standing here? Waiting for me to treat you to a meal?" Chen Yu glanced at her.

Wu Li was so frightened she shuddered, and then she slunk away.

"Chen Yu, I've run into some trouble here and need to ask you to resolve it." Just as he was about to return after eating, Ren Zhenghao's call came through.

This guy no longer had that sense of superiority in front of Chen Yu. He viewed Chen Yu as a romantic rival, but having been beaten by Chen Yu until he couldn't lift his head, he now went straight to Chen Yu whenever he had a problem he couldn't solve.

"What is it?" Chen Yu asked.

"It's very troublesome, in short. Come to the police station; we need to talk in person." Ren Zhenghao sighed.

"I'll be there immediately." Chen Yu hung up the phone and hurried toward the police station.

Ren Zhenghao met him at the entrance and then walked inside with him.

"You're divorced?" Ren Zhenghao suddenly said this.

"Mm, yes." Chen Yu nodded.

"Scumbag." Ren Zhenghao spat.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the situation." Chen Yu was speechless; this guy must have misunderstood him.

"Alright, let's go to the forensic room and take a look." Ren Zhenghao glanced at Chen Yu.

"It's you?" A forensic doctor walked over. She couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Chen Yu. She was none other than Bai Jingxian.

"Don't be so surprised. If I hadn't saved you last time, you would have been in trouble. What happened?" Chen Yu asked.

"Look at this person." Bai Jingxian uncovered a corpse. Upon seeing the body, Chen Yu couldn't help but be shocked: "Wang Yuan?"

This deceased person was none other than Wang Yuan, a disciple of a certain master that Deng Guosheng had brought with him when he came to the Mainland.

He saw his eyes wide open in a look of horror, with dozens of wounds on his body. These wounds were black and purple, as if they had been forcibly clawed out by something.

Moreover, a faint baleful aura emanated from his body. This aura was extremely sharp, as if caused by a malevolent entity.

"You know him, right? The one brought by Deng Guosheng, a disciple of a master from Hong Kong Island." Ren Zhenghao said: "He didn't die normally."

"Of course it's not normal. It wasn't a human who killed him." Chen Yu frowned: "Where are Deng Guosheng and Deng Yuan?"

"Deng Guosheng's whereabouts are unknown, and Deng Yuan is in the interrogation room." Ren Zhenghao said.

"Take me to see her immediately. This matter is very serious." Chen Yu commanded.

In the interrogation room, Deng Yuan's face was deathly pale. She seemed to have been frightened and was somewhat distracted. Seeing Chen Yu, her face turned even paler.

"Speak, what happened?" Chen Yu said.

"I... I..." Deng Yuan stammered, unable to speak.

"Listen, if you don't want to die, tell the truth. Perhaps I can help you. If you don't speak, that thing will hunt you to the ends of the earth and kill you too. Wang Yuan is your fate." Chen Yu commanded.

Deng Yuan looked terrified and trembled all over. Ren Zhenghao, standing to the side, couldn't bear it: "Chen Yu, don't scare her."

"I am not scaring her; she knows what she has done." Chen Yu commanded: "Speak, now."

"After my father's legs couldn't move, he sought help from a famous master in our area. The master thought of a way for him and performed the 'Three Corpses Blessing Dharma' for him." Deng Yuan stammered.

"What did you say?" Chen Yu's expression changed drastically: "Are you all crazy?"

"What is the Three Corpses Blessing Dharma?" Ren Zhenghao, standing to the side, was completely confused.

"The so-called Three Corpses Blessing Dharma is to dig up the bones of ancestors and refine them with fresh blood. After forty-nine days, the ancestor can awaken, maintaining a state of being half-human and half-corpse." Chen Yu steadied himself: "Then, by nourishing it with fresh blood, it can block illness and disaster for the descendants, blessing them with peace and prosperity."

"The dead awakening?" Ren Zhenghao's face also turned pale.

If Chen Yu had said this before, he would definitely have scolded Chen Yu for being a madman, but now that Chen Yu said it, he only felt a chill down his spine.

"That's right. It's not a true awakening; it's just maintaining a semi-conscious state. Without a soul, it's similar to a walking corpse. This kind of sorcery is extremely vicious, harms the harmony of heaven, and is a forbidden art strictly prohibited among sorcerers."

"Because this method borrows your ancestors' blessings, even after they are dead, you dig up their corpses, leaving them no peace. Moreover, once it cannot be controlled, the walking corpse will turn into a Yin Corpse, and then..." Chen Yu paused here.

"What will happen then? Tell me!" Ren Zhenghao frowned and said.

"Once a Yin Corpse is formed, it becomes malevolent and erratic. Such a Yin Corpse does not enter Reincarnation, but once formed, it can forcibly summon the ancestor's soul back from the Underworld. The Yin Corpse is inherently cruel and feeds on flesh and blood."

"Furthermore, the Yin Corpse will believe that its descendants have usurped its blessings, harboring hatred in its heart, so it will kill and devour its own closest kin one by one." Chen Yu said: "Her situation is clearly a case of the sorcery spiraling out of control, forming a Yin Corpse."

"Then what should we do?" Ren Zhenghao was somewhat dumbfounded; he did not doubt the truth of what Chen Yu said at all.

"You know something, say it." Chen Yu commanded: "If you don't speak, you will get many people killed."

"I'll speak, wuwu, I'll speak." Deng Yuan finally burst into tears: "After my father became paralyzed, he searched for masters all over Hong Kong Island to find a way for him."

"There was a master there with a bad reputation but great power. He recommended this method to my father, so my father chose an auspicious time and dug up my grandfather's grave." Deng Yuan cried.

"How long has your grandfather been dead?" Chen Yu asked.

"Fi-five years."

"Then why hasn't his body rotted?" Chen Yu asked angrily.

"It, it hasn't. When he died, my father hired people to set up an Ancestral Corpse Suppressing Grave formation and stuffed a lot of medicine into my grandfather's body, which can keep the corpse from rotting for a hundred years." Deng Yuan said, trembling.

"You bastards." Chen Yu was furious: "This method is selfish and harms others, leaving your grandfather with no peace even after death. Now that you've used it to form a Yin Corpse, he hates your Deng Family even more. It would be a wonder if he didn't kill your whole family."