Qiu Sheng gently pushed open the lid of the coffin and looked closely. He saw a little zombie with a white face and a cute appearance lying flat in the coffin. Not only was there any corpse air around him, but there was even a faint smell of sandalwood.

He instantly understood why the master hadn't cremated this little zombie on the spot. If it were him, he wouldn't have to bear it!

Qin Yao put down the bowls and chopsticks, followed him to the coffin, looking at the hat on the little zombie's head and a fitted Qing robe: "Sandalwood is the coffin, and the clean official uniform is the burial clothes. This little guy's family background was unusual during his lifetime!"

"Even if it is unusual, what's the use? The Qing Dynasty is gone, and its past identities have turned into passing clouds." Qiu Sheng sighed.

"babble!"

Perhaps smelling the breath of a living person on them, the little zombie suddenly opened her eyes, sat up from the coffin, blinked, blinked again, looked at the strange environment at a loss, and murmured with a confusing tone.

"Junior brother, why do I feel like he can see it?" In order to prevent this little guy from hurting people suddenly, mainly because of hurting himself, Qiu Sheng took two steps back and ran behind Qin Yao.

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

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

"Senior brother, it's so cute!" Hu Gu grabbed Uncle Jiu's clothes and said.

Maternal love is flooded.

Uncle Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth and forced himself to pull back to the corner of his clothes: "Junior sister, please calm down..."

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 go of me."

The little zombie obviously understood his words, slowly let go of his hands, and passively accepted everyone's scrutiny and uneasy.

"Little zombie, can you speak?" Seeing that he did not show any obvious desire to attack, Akisaki suddenly felt that he was doing it again and jumped out and asked.

The little zombie shook her head and patted her belly.

"What does this mean?" Qiu Sheng looked confused.

"I know, it is talking. Although I can't speak, I have goods in my stomach. I understand everything and know everything." Wencai's eyes lit up and he raised a finger on his right hand and said.

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

"What do you want to express if you open your mouth and don't make a sound?" Qiu Sheng grabbed his hair, his face full of confusion.

Qin Yao recalled the plot of the movie and tentatively said: "Are you... hungry?"

"Ji, junior brother, you can't guess randomly. You said that zombies can be seen and can be explained by mutations, but you said that zombies will be hungry, then..." Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, and as he spoke, he suddenly stopped.

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

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

Just... quite cute.

"Master, I don't understand." Qiu Sheng turned his head and looked at Uncle Jiu.

"Zombies are not hungry, so why do you have to suck blood?" Uncle Jiu asked back.

Qiu Sheng scratched his head: "It seems like this logic, but I always feel something is wrong. My body has become a zombie and my stomach has withered. Why do I still feel hungry?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head, unwilling to pay attention to this guy who was so stubborn, and ordered: "Wencai, go and get a big bowl of blood."

"Master, what blood?" Wencai asked subconsciously.

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

Wencai immediately reacted, blushed and hurried out.

"Senior brother, just take some chicken blood and duck blood, don't mess with black dog blood." In order to avoid causing any trouble, Qin Yao shouted at his back.

"I got it...I'll be back soon."

After hearing their conversation, the little zombie stopped rubbing her stomach and looked at her curiously.

However, because there is a stranger, it dares not walk around at will for the time being.

"The blood is coming, the blood is coming." Soon, Wencai jogged in with a large bowl of blood and delivered the bowl to the little zombie: "Drink, fresh duck blood. I don't know if your stomach and intestines 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 drank it. After a while, he drank it clean. He burped comfortably and narrowed his eyes into crescent moons.

"Are you comfortable?" Qiu Sheng was so curious that he asked softly.

The little zombie nodded fiercely.

"You are pretending to be a human, aren't you?" Qiu Sheng was speechless.

In addition to the fact that this child has a little white face, a little black eyes, and too obvious tiger teeth, what is the difference between this child and an ordinary child?

In fact, in the movie, the little zombie even has the feeling of touch, and the soles of her feet will itch so much that itchy when scratched.

"Do you have 100,000 Why?" Qin Yao glared at Qiu Sheng: "It is reasonable to exist, why are you so serious?"

At this time, the little zombie who had eaten and drunk enough was a little sleepy. She shook her head, waved her hand to everyone, jumped back to the coffin, lay down flat, and even stretched out one hand to pull the lid on the coffin.

Not to mention Qiu Sheng Wencai, even Uncle Jiu was a little confused.

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

"Master, what are you going to deal with him?" Qin Yao asked with a smile.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, and I feel that it is not appropriate to deal with it."

"Such a spiritual little zombie is hard to meet in a thousand years. Why not stay here and raise it as your son," said Qin Yao.

son?

Hu Gu's heart moved and said quickly: "Senior Brother, I can stay here to help you raise it!"

Uncle Jiu: "..."

There is a saying that should be said or not.

Didn’t it be agreed to stay short?

"Master, keep him. If you don't have time to care about him, I can take him to play!" Wencai persuaded him.

Even after only being together for a while, he liked this cute little zombie very much.

Uncle Jiu looked at Qin Yao, then looked at Zuo Gu and others, and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you all want to keep it, how can I ignore public opinion? But then again, our chariots live in groups and zombies appear. Those who don't know think it's a demon cave. I don't feel surprised that a knight will come to kill demons and eliminate demons one day in the future..."

Qin Yao shrugged: "Do not distinguish between good and evil, good and bad, but killing only because of different races. Such people are not worthy of the word "门". So when you encounter such a provocative idiot, you can break your legs and throw them out... Cough, it's getting late, so I go to the kitchen to ask Nianying for a meal, and take a step first."

Seeing him waved and left, Shuben Jiu wanted to warn him a few words, but finally he held back.

What can he say if men and women love each other, and they are fucking fire?

never mind.

Just do their logistics work yourself. There is no need to interfere too much in the affairs of love between children...
Chapter completed!