Pick up a zombie and raise it together

Some struggled, and there was a big hole in the sleeve that I didn't know where.

It was past eleven o'clock when he came out, and the family probably didn't know he disappeared. Now it's almost dawn, if the father who got up for morning exercises saw him like this, he would definitely have to question him for a long time.

The man continued walking without answering, so Zhang Cheng unceremoniously led the little zombie to chase after him.

"Uncle, are you going to take Xiao Shi to find Daddy?" The little zombie followed them obediently for a long time, and finally held back all his tears.

Zhang Cheng looked down at him, a drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead: "This..." How would he answer?It is said that his father passed away early, who knows how many years?How could such words be spoken to such a young child!

"Your father is dead!" The man next to him obviously didn't have such entanglement at all, and quickly gave an answer.

I really don't know where the slow reply speed has gone.

"Hey, you—" Zhang Cheng stared at him disapprovingly.

When Xiaoshi heard his words, the tears in his eyes really started to fall down again, a gray stream rushed out on his face, and he didn't know why there was so much water in the zombie's body: "You lied! I Daddy is not dead! He was still feeding me medicine by the bedside last night!"

Fearing that the man would say something shocking again, Zhang Cheng hurriedly answered, "Yes, yes, he lied to you, he is a bad uncle, please ignore him! This place is too far from your home, you should live with this uncle first In a few days, I will find a way to send you back!"

"He's a bad guy, Xiaoshi is afraid..." The little zombie glanced at the man secretly, and muttered to Zhang Cheng, "Can Xiaoshi live with you, uncle?"

"..." Now Zhang Cheng knew what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

As I said before, Mount X is not a big or small tourist attraction, so there are too many hotels at the foot of the mountain, and the man lives in one of them.

It was still dark, and the three of them managed to sneak in without being noticed.

The man lived in a double room, and there were clothes on one of the beds. The man turned on the light, took two clothes and went into the bathroom.

Although the facade of this hotel doesn't look very eye-catching, the room is fairly clean. Looking at the empty bed, Zhang Cheng had the urge to pounce on it and sleep in the dark.

"Uncle, what kind of oil is this lamp burning? Why is it so bright?" Xiao Shi asked curiously, and reached out his dirty little hand to touch the switch that the person just pressed.

The light slammed and went out again, Xiaoshi yelled loudly, and jumped into Zhang Cheng's arms with a few steps: "Ah... Uncle Uncle, there is a ghost!"

"..." Obviously you are the ghost, okay?Zhang Cheng froze and patted his head, "Don't be afraid, you just turned off the light."

"Xiaoshi didn't blow it at it..." Xiaoshi raised his head to argue, his big eyes blinking.

Leaving aside the face that was too dirty to see clearly, the little zombie's eyes are really pretty, black and white, and the eyelashes are as long as those female stars with false eyelashes on TV.

However, how come these eyelashes haven't decayed after so many years...

Zhang Cheng closed his eyes, pushed those messy thoughts out of his mind, pushed Xiao Shi back to the light switch, and snapped it on: "Look, uncle turned it on again."

"Huh? Uncle, why didn't you use the fire switch?" Xiao Shi tentatively stretched out his hand and pressed the light off, "This light is so fun!"

After all, Xiao Shi was still a child of four or five years old, and he did not pursue the reason why the lamp did not need to be turned on. Instead, he pressed the switch back and forth with his little hand with great interest, and the lights in the whole room kept going back and forth. flash.

Zhang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, he could press if he liked, it was better than pestering himself.

He is not good at coaxing children, not to mention, he doesn't know when the child will pop up a question that can't be answered at all.

Zhang Cheng was very tired, but he was too dirty to go to bed, so he just sat down on the floor, leaned against the table and closed his eyes to rest.

What happened tonight was really unimaginable. Not only did I bump into the legendary tomb robber, but I even brought a zombie out of it.

If he hadn't met him, he would never have believed that zombies really existed in this world.

Isn't he dreaming?Just as Zhang Cheng wanted to learn the verification method on TV and pinch himself, the bathroom door opened, and the man changed his clothes and came out with wet hair.

Xiaoshi seemed to be very afraid of him. When he saw his figure, he didn't dare to play with the switch anymore. He ran over and hid behind Zhang Cheng, looking at him pitifully.

Hearing the sound of him opening the door, Zhang Cheng opened his eyes, only to see that the tomb robber was still a child.

Of course, it is an exaggeration to say that he is a child, but he looks absolutely no more than 20 years old. He is fair and handsome, and he really doesn't seem to be related to the profession of tomb robber.

This looks and figure are more than enough to be a model star or something, right?I remember that the old people said that tomb robbers generally look ordinary, and they belong to the kind that cannot be seen in the crowd.

It seems that there are exceptions.

He stared straight at the person for a long time, but the person didn't seem to feel it, walked to the bed and took out his clothes and threw them beside him.

Only then did Zhang Cheng realize that he was staring at people like a fool for a long time, and his face couldn't help getting hot, so he picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom: "Thank you..."

Just as he was about to slam the bathroom door shut, the little zombie ran to his side again, waiting for his big eyes to look at him aggrievedly.

"Uncle washes first and then washes for you, good boy." Zhang Cheng pushed him away.

The little zombie flattened his mouth, clung to the door frame and refused to go out: "Can Xiaoshi wait inside?"

"What's this...it's okay, of course." Zhang Cheng suspected that if he didn't agree, the child would burst into tears immediately.

Where did his moisture come from?Didn't she evaporate at all after lying in the tomb for so long?

Frustrated, Zhang Cheng went in with the little zombie. There was a person, ah, no, there was a zombie staring at him. Naturally, Zhang Cheng didn't bother to wash it properly, so he changed his clothes after a hasty wash.

The boy didn't look too strong, but Zhang Cheng was still a little loose in his clothes.

The little zombie seemed to be interested in the faucet and shower in the bathroom again, turning the switch back and forth: "Uncle, why is there water here? Did you call?"

"This... By the way, uncle will help you take a bath!" Zhang Cheng really didn't know how to explain this kind of thing to a child who basically wore clothes from ancient times, so he simply changed the subject.

But after speaking, I was a little worried, I don't know how much effort it would take to scrub the child clean.

It was already dawn outside, and my mother probably found out that he was not at home soon. Zhang Cheng poked his head out and said to the man, "Well, can you use your mobile phone, I want to call home."

The man looked up at him: "I don't have a mobile phone."

"Ah?" Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't look like he was going to lie, "Oh, I'm sorry."

However, at this time, how could anyone not have a mobile phone?

Could this person be a high school student under parental control? !Zhang Cheng muttered, filled the bathtub with water, and went up to take off Xiaoshi's clothes.

Xiao Shi was probably used to being served while he was alive, so he obediently spread his hands and let Zhang Cheng take off.But the clothes were obviously not worth taking off. Zhang Cheng hadn't unbuttoned the first button yet, the fabric next to the button had been ripped apart with a squeak, and a lot of dust had been raised.

Zhang Cheng broke into a cold sweat, and simply tore off Xiao Shi's clothes, lifted him up and put him in the bathtub, and the water in it was immediately stained into muddy soup.

This scene...was never this tragic when bathing the little egg that was just picked up!

Zhang Cheng bit the bullet and reached into the pot of mud soup, squeezed out most of the disposable shower gel from the hotel: "If this is washed, I don't know what it will be like."

"Skeleton." The boy didn't know when he leaned against the bathroom door, and he replied calmly when he heard his muttering.

Zhang Cheng's whole body froze, and the hand that was reaching out to the little zombie suddenly stopped in mid-air—this, this person, could he tell cold jokes in the first place?

But this cold joke is really scary, okay?

The author has something to say: The customization of the little lady was not enough last time, but now the number of printed copies is 10 fewer than before

But the cost is higher than before

Students who failed to make an appointment last time and still want to make an appointment this time, hope to continue to join us!thank you all!

I haven’t eaten lunch yet, ah, I seem to have forgotten to eat breakfast, no wonder it’s so bad, I went to eat the Liangpi made by my mother...

4. First Encounter in the Tomb ([-])

4. First Encounter in the Tomb ([-])...

Although Ming knew that it was absolutely impossible for the soft child in his hand to be washed into a skeleton, but when those words were uttered by that expressionless person, Zhang Cheng always felt a little trembling when he started.

And Xiaoshi didn't feel his inner struggle at all, and played super high with his bare, dingy little butt in the bathtub, and occasionally splashed the muddy water on Zhang Cheng.

Not wanting to suffer any further damage to the clothes he had just put on, Zhang Cheng simply got up and took them off and put them aside, wearing only boxers and splashing with Xiao Shi.

In this way, at least the damn cold joke was forgotten.

The result was that the splash was so forgetful that the little zombie had to wash it all over again after he had painstakingly brushed the plaster off his body.

Although he was exhausted to death in the end, fortunately, the flesh on the little zombie's body was still growing obediently in the end, and it was only after removing the dust that he could see his fleshy little face.