Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 170 Goodbye, Big Zombie (Part [-])

Although the tourism in Guyue County has developed in recent years, there are also people who go out to work, and they don't come back after a long time, and the houses are obviously dilapidated.

At the end of the path was a closed red door with a rusty iron lock on the door. Looking inside through the crack of the door, weeds were overgrown, but there was a dark coffin in the yard.

The green ghost came here and disappeared.

At this time, the sun had completely set behind the mountain, and there was still light in the place where there were houses in front of the bluestone path, but the deepest part had been completely swallowed by darkness, and the surroundings were so silent that there was no sound.

Standing on tiptoe, Yun Qi tried her best to reach for the big iron lock with her small hands, making painstaking noises from her mouth, and finally pressed her fingertips, and the big iron lock fell off from the latch.

Yun Qi Xin pushed open the wooden door, and the creaking sound echoed slowly, like something's malicious laughter.

Yun Qi was not afraid at all, she tilted her head to stare at the coffin, and walked over with steady steps.

Walking around the coffin a few times, I was surprised, even if a person dies, according to the local customs, they are buried in the ground, how can there be a coffin in the yard.

Thinking of this, she reached out and patted the coffin lid.

In an instant, green light spots rose all around, weeds grew wildly in the yard, trees grew canopies that covered the sky, swallowing the surrounding houses, and vines crawled on the ground like poisonous snakes.

The courtyard, which was dilapidated just now, turned into a thick green and creepy primitive jungle.

Green will-o'-the-wisps dance nearby.

With her little hands behind her back, Yun Qi said in a sweet and crisp voice, "Come out, you didn't bring me here."

When the voice fell to the ground, there were violent gasps in my ears, one after another, like an old buffalo.

Then there was a bang, a huge crack appeared on the ground, and then arched to form a big bag,
Yun Qi staggered back a few steps, looked up and saw a huge human figure protruding from the big bag, turned around, and it was a giant zombie.

It was as big as a small mountain, with a stiff greasy face, a faint green color, strong bones, and a strange gray-green skin. There was a fist-sized wound on his neck, white flesh rolling, without blood.

The zombie's bright green eyes looked at Yun Qi, and suddenly said softly: "Sit down."

Yun Qi looked around, and said in a childish voice, "There is no place to sit here, so just stand and talk."

She tilted her head and looked the big zombie up and down, put a finger on her chin, and suddenly realized: "You are a zombie cultivator, and then you are cultivated from Hanba to Yan, the legendary ancestor of zombies."

"Yeah." Panting heavily, Yan asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

His voice was deep and rough, like thunder from the sky.

Yun Qi shook her little head, "What's so scary about him, I've seen it before in my father's palace."

Now that the aura is thin, even if the corpses turn into zombies, they are mostly low-level zombies. It is extremely rare to be able to cultivate into a drought, and even rarer to be able to cultivate into a scorpion.

But in the past, it wasn't that difficult to cultivate into a jiao.

"Your father, is he also a jerk?"

"Of course not," Yun Qi tilted his head, and said with a sweet smile, "My father is the ghost king of Fengdu, the legendary Emperor of Beiyin, haven't you heard of it?"

But Yu had heard of the Fengdu Ghost King, so he took another look at Yun Qi, "No wonder you are not afraid of me, you grew up in the underworld?"

Yun Qi shook her head, "I grew up in the world, and I have family members. You brought me here because you knew I was looking for you?"

"Yes, I saw you at that stinky Taoist's house that day."

"Oh, let me tell you, you made that jumping corpse just to scare the stinky Taoist priests."

"In the past few years, he has used evil methods to refine corpses, created a lot of vicious corpses, and ruined the reputation of our zombie family, so I want to teach him a lesson, not only turning the corpses in his room into jumping corpses, but also awakening the corpses buried in The corpse in his yard, thinking of taking the opportunity to deal with him."

"You zombies still have a reputation?" Yun Qi asked curiously, her eyes widened.

"That's what you said," Yan looked at Yun Qi complainingly, "who doesn't want a good reputation. Our zombies all come from self-cultivation, and the corpse absorbs grievances to form low-level zombies. They have no brains at first, so stupid Just like pigs, only a few low-level zombies can develop their brains after a long period of time, and then they can be cultivated into Hanmao, and then into 犼. It takes hundreds of thousands of years of tempering. Corpse, there are a lot of vicious corpses, after a while, it will definitely cause panic among humans, and the Dao of Heaven may also target us, so it will destroy the biological balance you humans are talking about?"

Yun Qi was stunned, a little speechless, but at the same time admired.

A thousand-year-old zombie knows how to keep pace with the times.

"You brought me here just to tell me about this?" Yun Qi asked again.

"Well, I know you had a fight with Lei Shougong yesterday, but the old guy didn't win the fight. I think you are very powerful. In addition, you purified all those vicious corpses and took them to reincarnate. You are a Good girl." Yan said as she stretched out her huge hand to rub Yun Qi's head.

After hesitating for a while, he took it back by himself, squatted down on the ground, sighed, and panted like thunder: "Forget it, no one will like us zombies."

Yun Qi giggled, walked over, sat down on a wooden stake, rested her cheeks with her two small hands, looked at Yu innocently and cutely, then stretched out her small hands to pat Yu's body.

"Others say that zombies are scary, but you aren't that scary either."

Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"I don't want to harm people after I have cultivated to a certain level. I also came along the way by eating people and harming others. Because of the relationship between corpses in ancient times, our place is very cloudy, and corpses often change. There are many zombies, and others are frightened. After I cultivated Hanba, I stopped harming people and concentrated on guarding this place. Later, I cultivated into Yan, and they all called me Zombie Patriarch. If you need me in the future, just tell me, as long as I can help, I will definitely not stand aside next to the hand."

Yun Qi nodded, "Well, good."

"Then I'm leaving." Yan said, stood up, snapped his fingers, and everything around him instantly returned to its original appearance.

Yun Qi was still standing on the bluestone path, in front of her was the red-painted door with a big iron lock.

Yun Qi waved at the coffin inside, "Bye bye, big zombie."

After all, turn around and walk back.

Qin Luo was still standing there, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her bouncing figure, "What happened?"

"It's okay, Xiao Qi has made a big friend." Yun Qi raised her face and said happily.

At this time, Haizhou, Lei's family.

Xiao Ye Zi went to kindergarten, and Xiao Ye Zi's mother went out to visit the supermarket.

Xiao Yezi's father, Lei Wanchun, hid in the cabinet tremblingly, and made a call with trembling hands:
"Master Zhang, are you busy now? My house is haunted."

Master Zhang's steady voice came from the phone, "Don't be afraid, I'll listen, you speak."

　The third one has to wait until daytime, it’s a bit scary, I don’t know if you are afraid, but I am afraid anyway!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)