Walking Corpse: Witched Doctor Family

As usual, Faang Wei got up on time early in the morning and did a hundred pushups in one breath. Looking at his slowly swelling body, Faang Wei felt slightly gratified in his heart, thinking that if he were to return to his old school now, there probably wouldn't be many people who would be able to recognize him, right? Wearing his clothes, he went out but for the first time ever, Shang Que did not get up. Faang Wei hurriedly went to Shang Que's room and shouted a few times before Shang Que slowly walked out of the room. His face was filled with fatigue as he said listlessly: "I don't want to go to class today."

"Sick?" Faang Wei immediately used his hand to probe Shang Que's forehead, but retracted it back. Shang Que was a zombie, how could he be sick, looking at Shang Que's tired face, Faang Wei asked in concern, "What happened to you?"

"It's nothing. I was just in a bad mood." Shang Que yawned and said, "Let's go."

Faang Wei responded as he sat on Wang An's car outside. Along the way, Shang Que was exceptionally silent. When they reached the classroom, he directly laid on the table and went to sleep.

"It must have been an all-night idol show last night." Faang Wei shook his head, opened the textbook and started studying seriously.

In the entire morning, Shang Que was lying on the table and not moving. Faang Wei felt that it was getting weirder and weirder, he used his arm to push Shang Que and moved his body. He suddenly raised his face and looked at Faang Wei.

"What, is he really sick? Can zombies get sick? " Faang Wei probed Shang Que's forehead with his hand, and found that Shang Que's forehead was boiling hot, and anxiously said, "I'll bring you to see a doctor."

"No need." Shang Que replied weakly, "Right now, I really want to, really want to drink blood."

When Shang Que was talking about blood, a trace of light flashed past his eyes. Faang Wei's heart sank, and thought that this was bad. If someone found out her identity, then the school wouldn't be able to stay.

Faang Wei reached out his wrist, and said quietly: Why don't you drink my wine first.

"Can't you hurt?" Shang Que shook his head, "I don't drink your blood."

"But we're in class now, where am I supposed to find you blood?" Faang Wei reached his hand under the table, took out a knife and cut his finger, then quietly said: "Drink mine first, after class, I will bring you home."

The stench of blood gushed into Shang Que's nose. Shang Que's nose twitched as his throat moved, causing him to be unable to resist the 'temptation' of the delicious food, and he grabbed onto Faang Wei's fingers to frantically suck on them, but how could this small opening satisfy Shang Que's current desire? Shang Que's face became somewhat sinister, suddenly grabbing onto Faang Wei's wrist, and bit down.

Faang Wei endured the pain, afraid that he would alarm the teacher in the middle of the lesson. He didn't even dare make a sound, and the students beside him also noticed that Shang Que was acting weirdly, and all of them shot him strange looks. Faang Wei immediately made a silent hand gesture, and the students beside him formed a 'understanding' expression, giving Faang Wei a big thumbs up from under the table.

"What are you thinking!" Faang Wei felt bitter in his heart, but what made him even more uncomfortable was that Shang Que was like a bottomless pit, endlessly sucking in all the blood in his body. Faang Wei could even clearly feel the blood in his body flowing at a very fast speed.

Faang Wei immediately retracted his hand, his movements becoming too big, instantly attracting the attention of the entire class, even the teachers who were in the middle of the lesson stopped, and turned to look at Faang Wei.

Faang Wei immediately stood up and said: "Teacher, sorry, just now …"

"Whiz!" That student didn't have time to react at all, he only felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his shoulder. He cried out loudly, wanting to push Shang Que away with all his might, but Shang Que's teeth had already deeply bit into that student's flesh, and his mouth was dripping with blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

Ah!" All the students immediately stood up in fright, and they all ran towards the corner of the wall to hide. The face teacher was so scared that his entire face turned pale white, what the heck was this Shang Que doing!?

"Shang Que, Shang Que..." Faang Wei anxiously shouted her name, but Shang Que turned a deaf ear to his, and firmly pushed that student down to the ground.

What happened to Shang Que today? Faang Wei looked at the Shang Que who was about to go crazy, and he knew that if he did not make a move, this student would very likely be sucked dry by Shang Que.

Shang Que rubbed his hands into blades, and fiercely smashed them into the back of Shang Que's neck. Shang Que groaned, and his teeth finally loosened.

"Teacher, Shang Que is sick, I will take her to see a doctor." Faang Wei could no longer wait, he carried Shang Que and quickly ran outside.

Everyone in the room looked as if they were stunned, what happened to the usually cheerful and lively Shang Que?

Faang Wei rushed out of the classroom, but realised that Shang Que's body was getting hotter and hotter. What was wrong with her today, Faang Wei was secretly blaming himself for being too careless, to the point where he did not even notice the changes in Shang Que's body. But where should he go now? Wang An was no longer in front of the school gates. If he brought Shang Que home, he did not know what kind of outrageous things Shang Que would do.

Faang Wei held Shang Que and had no idea what to do. The best way was to bring her to Tang Wan, but would Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sect people help to save a zombie?

Try it! Could it be that Tang Wan will watch until she dies?

Faang Wei carried Shang Que and crashed into Tang Wan's office. Tang Wan happened to not have any classes at the moment, and was sitting inside the office preparing for lessons, when she saw Faang Wei barging in, her face darkened, Faang Wei couldn't care less, he immediately carried Shang Que to Tang Wan's desk and said anxiously: "I don't know what's wrong with her, quickly take a look."

Seeing a stranger, Shang Que's throat moved as he was about to explode and bite Tang Wan's neck. Tang Wan's hand lightly tapped on the center of Shang Que's brows, stopping her movement.

Tang Wan pinched Shang Que's lower jaw, looked carefully at Shang Que's teeth, then touched Shang Que's neck and frowned: "How long has it been since she's sucked in human blood?"

Faang Wei shook his head and said: "Three months, an entire three months. It's possible for ordinary zombies to not suck blood for four or five days, but they definitely won't be able to endure for more than a month. She actually endured for an entire three months, it's really hard for her."

"Why is she not in the basement?" Although Faang Wei was' detestable 'from drinking blood, he understood that Shang Que had no other choice but to drink blood. Like him, he needed to eat and breathe, so he never mentioned about what happened on the night of Shang Que's drinking blood.

But why was Shang Que forcing him not to absorb blood? Faang Wei couldn't understand.

Tang Wan looked at Faang Wei with a profound look and sighed: "Luckily you delivered it in time. If we waited any longer, all of the students in the classroom would probably have been sucked dry by him. How about this, I'll send a Body Securing Talisman to him first, you bring her back to Shang Fu, he naturally knows what to do with it."

Faang Wei immediately nodded his head, Tang Wan took out an makeup box from the drawer, took out a yellow charm from inside, and stuck it on Shang Que's face. Shang Que's face immediately calmed down, and fell asleep obediently like a tiger.

Faang Wei immediately carried Shang Que. He didn't even have time to thank him as he hurried out of the house and found a taxi to rush home.