God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 60 The Days Adopted by Zombies 4 ([-]th update)
Hong Zhao asked him how he learned human language, and he said he learned it from a Taoist priest.Ask him again why he learned from a Taoist priest, and he will stop talking. He closed his eyes and basked in the moonlight, looking comfortable.

Hong Zhao, who was lying beside him, slowly fell asleep until he was woken up by a urge to urinate.

Oops, I actually forgot such a major life event as going to the bathroom after drinking milk.

Hongzhao's face turned red, it was absolutely impossible to ask her to pee her pants, but she felt that it was too embarrassing to ask Yan to help her.what to do?Why is there such a tangled thing happening?

She swore that she would never become such a little baby again!

After all, Hong Zhao raised her small fist to wake him up, and asked him to help solve her physical problems with a fierce face. This was definitely the most embarrassing time in her life.

Hong Zhao wrapped herself in the cotton mattress and didn't want to open her eyes, but Yan didn't take it seriously, instead she was very interested in her soft and soft little butt.

He poked it, and poked it again, oh, it was more comfortable than a hard-boiled egg, a low grunt came from his throat, and both turquoise eyes narrowed.

The weather is getting colder, frost can be formed at night, and Hong Zhao is growing up, and now she has grown a few small teeth.In order to support her, Yan deliberately dug the cave they lived in a lot deeper, and made several turns in the mountainside.

He brought back a box of luminous pearls from nowhere, and he inlaid them one by one on the mountain wall. At night, they glowed faintly, and those who didn't know thought they had entered a tomb.

He deliberately found a coffin made of high-quality nanmu. It was spacious inside and was used for the joint burial of husband and wife. He didn't know which coffin shop he stole it from in the town below the mountain.

He placed the coffin in the innermost part of the cave. The temperature here is much higher than outside. At night, he slept in the coffin and Hong Zhao slept on top of him.

It looked warm, but it was actually not comfortable. At first, it was fine, because she was wrapped in a cotton mattress.

However, the baby has changed the fastest, and has been transformed by divine power. Now her body has grown by a foot, and the original square cotton mattress is almost unable to wrap her.

However, Ji seems to be very familiar with the living habits of human beings. Without Hong Zhao's reminder, he would carry a large bag of things when he went out at night.

There are clothes for children, small cotton jackets for winter, small cotton trousers, small cotton boots, the workmanship is exquisite, and there is a little furry hat.

In addition, I also brought two new quilts, all made of new cotton, without any old wadding.Yan put one under the coffin as a cushion, and one to cover her body at night, which is very considerate.

Hong Zhao asked him where he got these, couldn't it really be stolen?
His answer was very unexpected, it was given by a Taoist priest.

Hong Zhao doesn't believe it, when did Taoist priests and zombies get along so well?

However, he was very sure that it was given by the Taoist priest, and not only that, but Taoist priests would come to deliver food to Hongzhao every day, and he also threw the cow to the Taoist temple. For you to eat.

Hong Zhao had no way to deduce it, but was anxious, how could humans and zombies live in harmony, let alone the two natural enemies, Taoist priests and zombies, unless there was a conflict of interest.

However, no matter how she asked, Ji would not say anything more, seeing that she was anxious, he only told her that the Taoist temple was the one they passed by when they were chased by flying corpses a few days ago.

It's not far from here, and the two mountains are just opposite each other.

The next day, early in the morning, an old fat Taoist priest came with two young Taoist priests, one tall and one short.

Yan lay in the coffin without moving, allowing them to burn incense and kowtow outside the coffin first, and after mumbling something, they carefully lifted the lid of the coffin.

They were relieved when they saw that Yan who was lying inside hadn't opened his eyes. The fat Taoist lightly lifted Hong Zhao, who was watching them with his eyes open, out of the coffin, and directed the little Taoist beside him to take the food Bring the box over.

I saw the short little Taoist priest shaking his hands and opening the food box. Inside was a small bowl of rice flour paste, which was very thick and had a lot of weight.

The fat Taoist glared at him, beckoning him to be steady, and then let another tall Taoist feed Hong Zhao a meal spoonful by spoonful.

Hong Zhao ate half a bowl of rice porridge, drank a small bowl of hot milk, and his stomach was bulging, and then he was carefully put back into the coffin by three Taoist priests who dared not speak.

The three of them closed the coffin, kowtowed and muttered again, Hong Zhao only understood the last sentence, don't forget the promise at midnight.

What agreement?Hong Zhao was surprised, but the zombie around him kept his eyes closed, and he ignored her as much as he swung his small fists. This was because he made up his mind not to let her know.

In the evening, only two Taoist priests, one tall and one short, came. They acted the same as in the morning, fed Hong Zhao a small bowl of egg custard and some millet soup, and left.

Of course, there was a lot of nagging when he left, and Hong Zhao guessed that it must be some kind of deal between Ji and those Taoist priests.

However, all Hong Zhao can do now is to eat more and sleep more, grow up quickly, and have more confidence in Ji by the way, so he can no longer always think about setting everything up for him like in the previous worlds.

In the past, she could deduce that the movement of her consciousness covered hundreds of miles, and she could not escape any abnormal movement.

Now, in this world, she is restricted everywhere and cannot be deduced, and her spiritual sense seems to be of no use except to pass on a message to Yan.

Although her body has been strengthened, she is still a little milk baby. From this point of view, she is really no different from ordinary people. Hong Zhao feels a little discouraged when he thinks this way.

She was very suspicious that it would be related to Si Ming, but she couldn't figure out what benefits Si Ming would do, but it wouldn't hurt her. How could the two of them work together under the command of the gods? .

As night fell, Yan still closed his eyes, probably because Hong Zhao asked him to be scared, anyway, he wanted to pretend to be asleep, but Hong Zhao couldn't do anything about it.He's a zombie now, he doesn't even respond to Hong Zhao tickling him, his body is as hard as iron, unconscious.

In the middle of the night, he opened his eyes suddenly, gently put down Hong Zhao who was already asleep, opened the coffin and went out.After he left, Hong Zhao opened her eyes alone in the coffin, babbling and babbling with her small fists, hum, she was really angry.

For several days, J went out in the middle of the night and came back before dawn, and the two Taoist priests delivered meals to Hong Zhao on time every morning and evening, rain or shine.

Until a few days later, he didn't go out again, and started to go to the top of the mountain to bask in the moonlight at night. Seeing that Hong Zhao didn't pester him, he felt a little guilty.I don't know where to find a big cloak, wrap her tightly and take her to the top of the mountain to watch the moon.

Fifteen days have passed by now, the moon is gradually bending, and there are wolves howling in the distance. Accompanied by the late autumn wind, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and there is a sense of depression.

(End of this chapter)