I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 171 Adorable Baby (Part 3)
Qiu Sheng gently pushed open the coffin lid, looked intently, and saw a cute-looking little zombie lying flat inside the coffin, with a white face and dark circles under his eyes.

He instantly understood why Master didn't cremate this little zombie on the spot, if it were him, he wouldn't have the heart to do it!

Qin Yao put down the bowl and chopsticks, followed to the coffin, and looked at the hat on the little zombie's head and the well-fitting Qing robe: "The sandalwood wood is the coffin, and the official clothes are the funeral clothes. This little guy has an extraordinary family background!"

"What's the use of being unusual, the Qing Dynasty is gone, and the identities of the past are all gone." Qiu Sheng sighed.

"babble!"

Perhaps smelling the strange smell on them, the little zombie suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the coffin, blinked, and blinked again, looking at the strange environment in a daze, with a smirk in his mouth. Doubtful raving.

"Junior Brother, why do I feel like he can see?" In order to prevent this little guy from violently hurting others, mainly himself, Qiu Sheng took two steps back and ran behind Qin Yao.

"Not all zombies are blind..." Qin Yao shook his head, stretched out his palm to the little zombie, and said, "Do you need me to pull you out?"

The little zombie opened his arms, hugged Qin Yao's thick arms, and blinked his cute eyes.

"Brother, it's so cute!" Aunt Cane said while tugging at Uncle Jiu's clothes.

Maternal love overflows.

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, and he forcibly pulled back the corner of his clothes: "Junior Sister, restrain yourself..."

Qin Yao raised his arm, lifted the little zombie hanging on it out of the coffin, and gently placed it on the ground: "You can let me go now."

The little zombie obviously understood what he said, and slowly let go of his hands, passively accepting the scrutiny of everyone.

"Little zombie, can you speak?" Seeing that he didn't show any obvious desire to attack, Qiu Sheng suddenly felt that he could do it again, and jumped out to ask.

The little zombie shook his head and patted his stomach.

"What does this mean?" Qiu Sheng was at a loss.

"I know, it's saying, although I can't speak, I have something in my belly, I understand everything, everything is clear." Wen Cai's eyes lit up, and he raised a finger on his right hand and said.

The little zombie quickly shook its head, opened its mouth wide, and made a bite movement.

"Just open your mouth without making a sound, what do you want to express?" Qiu Sheng scratched his hair, his face full of confusion.

Qin Yao recalled the plot of the movie, and tentatively asked, "Are you... hungry?"

"Tch, junior brother, you don't know and you can't make wild guesses. You say that zombies can see and can be explained by mutation, but you say that zombies are hungry, so..." Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud. As he was talking, he suddenly stopped.

Because he saw the little zombie nodding, he still nodded at Qin Yao.

Not only that, but even gave Qin Yao a big smile.

It's just... pretty cute.

"Master, I don't understand." Qiu Sheng turned to look at Uncle Jiu.

"Zombies don't get hungry, so why do they suck blood?" Uncle Jiu asked back.

Qiusheng scratched his head: "It seems to be the logic, but there is always something wrong. The body has become a zombie, and the stomach and intestines have withered. Why do you still feel hungry?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, unwilling to talk to this horny guy any more, and ordered: "Wen Cai, go get a big bowl of blood."

"Master, what blood?" Wen Cai asked subconsciously.

Uncle Jiu glared at him and said angrily, "Human blood! Do you dare to take it?"

Wen Cai came to his senses immediately, blushed a lot, and ran out in a hurry.

"Brother, just take some chicken blood and duck blood, don't mess with dog blood." Qin Yao shouted at his back to prevent him from making any trouble.

"Understood... I'll be back soon."

After hearing their conversation, the little zombie stopped rubbing his stomach immediately, and looked around curiously.

But because there are strangers around, it doesn't dare to move around at will for the time being.

"Here comes the blood, here comes the blood." Not long after, Wen Cai trotted in with a large bowl of blood in his hand, and handed the bowl to the little zombie: "Drink, fresh duck blood. I don't know if your stomach can digest food, Duck blood vermicelli soup is a rare delicacy."

The little zombie's ears automatically filtered out his nonsense. He caught the big bowl with both hands, raised his head and poured it. After a while, he drank it completely. He burped comfortably, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Are you comfortable?" Qiu Sheng asked softly, almost dying of curiosity.

The little zombie nodded fiercely.

"Are you a person in disguise?" Qiu Sheng was speechless.

Apart from his pale face, dark eyes, and too obvious canine teeth, what is the difference between this child and ordinary children?
In fact, in the movie, the little zombies even have a sense of touch, and the soles of their feet will itch so badly if they are scratched.

"Do you have a hundred thousand reasons?" Qin Yao glared at Qiusheng: "Existence is reasonable, why are you so serious?"

At this time, the little zombie, who was full of food and drink, was a little sleepy. He shook his head, waved to the crowd, bounced back into the coffin, lay down, and even stretched out a hand to close the coffin lid.

Not to mention Qiu Sheng's literary talent, even Uncle Jiu was a little confused by this operation.

The intelligence of this little zombie is probably stronger than some thousand-year-old zombies.

"Master, what are you going to do with him?" Qin Yao looked back and asked with a smile.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "I haven't figured it out yet, I feel like it's not appropriate to deal with it."

"Such a spiritual little zombie is rare in a thousand years, why don't you just stay and raise it as your son," Qin Yao said.

son?

Aunt Cane's heart moved, and she quickly said: "Brother, I can stay here and help you raise it!"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

There is a sentence that I don't know when to say it or not.

Isn't it a good short stay?

"Master, keep him. If you don't have time to take care of him, I can play with him!" Wen Cai persuaded.

Even if it was only for a short while, he still liked this cute little zombie.

Uncle Jiu looked at Qin Yao, then at Aunt Cane and the others, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, you all want to keep it, how can I ignore public opinion? But then again, the ghosts in our Yizhuang live together, Zombies are infested, those who don’t know think it’s a demon cave. I don’t think it’s surprising that knights will come to kill demons someday in the future...”

Qin Yao shrugged his shoulders: "Don't distinguish between good and evil, good and bad, but only kill because of different races, this kind of person is not worthy of a chivalrous character. So when you encounter such a provocative idiot, just break your leg and throw it out... ... Cough, it's getting late, I'll go to the back kitchen to ask for a meal for Nianying, let's go first."

Watching him wave away, Uncle Jiu wanted to warn him, but finally held back.

What can he say about the love between men and women?
Forget it.

Just do their logistical work well by yourself, there is no need to intervene too much in the matter of children's love...

(End of this chapter)