CHAPTER 113: CHAPTER 75 SUMMON, SUCCESS!_3

The senior priest chuckled and said, "As long as the old lady enjoys it, that’s all that matters. I have already brewed this year’s Scorpion Wine. In a few months, my apprentice will send it over to her."

Li Chenghui spoke again, "My wife also mentioned that the senior priest, being such an elderly man, has devoted his life to serving the Royal Court. It’s truly painstaking. Even from a woman’s perspective, it’s quite unbearable to witness. She thinks the Barbarian King is unjust, showing no sympathy for his subjects at all."

The senior priest responded, "I appreciate your wife’s concern. However, these old bones of mine can still move around just fine."

Li Chenghui raised his longbow, nocked an arrow, and shouted, "My wife said she has always been curious if the Barbarian God truly exists in this world."

A solemn expression appeared on the senior priest’s face. He answered, "Of course, He exists. The Barbarian God is supreme, beyond any doubt."

"My wife said:

Good.

Please ascend to heaven today on her behalf to have a look!"

「...」

"Hey, have you hooked him yet?" Siniang, sitting on the ground, yelled at Liang Cheng.

"The summoning over there has ended. We are just waiting for the corpse to reanimate once the transformation of its baleful aura is complete."

"I’m asking if you managed to hook him. You’re an ancient Zombie, can’t you even handle such a simple task? What a disgrace."

Liang Cheng took a deep breath and said calmly, "No luck. I’ve mentioned the Chongqing Hot Pot, Shaanxi minced meat noodles, and Northeastern mixed stew, but there’s still no response."

"No response? Have you tried Sha County Snacks, Lanzhou beef noodles, or braised chicken with rice?"

"..." Liang Cheng.

Liang Cheng, who was always calm and perfectly embodied the cold nature of a Zombie, at this moment, really wished to curse: Are you fucking messing with me?

Yet he suppressed his discomfort and restrained his behavior. Liang Cheng closed his eyes again and began to convey the names of the dishes, as per Siniang’s instructions:

"Sha County Snacks?"

"Lanzhou beef noodles?"

"Braised chicken with rice?"

Additionally, Liang Cheng even added a few more himself:

"Noodle with carp?"

"Buddha Jumps Over The Wall?"

"Roasted whole lamb?"

In the end, there was still no response.

If this scene were to be visualized, one would see Shatuo Queshi standing in the thick white fog with his eyes closed. Not far in front of him, Liang Cheng was reciting the names of these dishes one by one.

Liang Cheng could swear that in his entire lifetime, he had never done anything so ludicrous and embarrassing.

"Still no effect?" Siniang’s impatient voice sounded once again.

Liang Cheng suppressed his urge to fly into a rage and answered, "No use. He has no interest in these dishes."

"Hmm, what should we do then? Is there anything else that might interest him?"

"How would I know?"

Suddenly, Siniang raised her hand and told Liang Cheng, "Try calling ’Fanli’."

"Does Fanli know him?" Liang Cheng was somewhat mystified. Fanli had accompanied him and A Ming to the desert, and he was currently still there with A Ming, helping with the tribe’s migration.

"Um, just give it a try. Oh right, include his surname, Zheng Fanli."

「...」

In the thick white fog, Liang Cheng hesitated for a moment before calling out to the motionless Shatuo Queshi ahead, "Zheng Fanli!"

Suddenly, the corners of Shatuo Queshi’s mouth curled into a hint of a smile.

At the same time, the corpse hanging on the archway of the Marquis’s mansion showed a genuine smile!

「...」

"He... He... He... responded!" Liang Cheng felt that his understanding of Zombies had been shattered.

Siniang, who had suggested this, stood there with her mouth slightly agape. Obviously, even as the one who made the suggestion, Siniang herself hadn’t expected it to actually work. She lowered her head in disbelief and mumbled to herself, Oh my god, the one he’s actually interested in is... My lord?