With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

Gu An stepped on the black soil under his feet, which was soft, just like the feeling when the land was dried in the hot weather and lost its moisture.

He directly chose the last route, walked all the way, and soon found the location of the tombstone, walked around for a while, Zhang Huangwu jumped out on his own initiative.

The old Taoist was still the same as last time, scruffy, with disheveled and pale hair and beard. He seemed to have no energy at all, and looked like he was about to fall into the ground at any time.

He wobbled over, looked at Gu An, and his eyes lit up: "I said you were not curious at all when you saw me last time, and you didn't ask me more questions. This time you came back suddenly, look Come on...you already knew everything last time?"

"Is this also your layout back then? Since you know it all now, why bother doing these tricks?"

Most people can't understand what the old Taoist said, but Gu An understands it. He knows that the old Taoist is referring to the self from a hundred years ago who told him not to reveal too much with the current self.

I didn't ask last time, and I wasn't curious. This is naturally a very strange thing for the old Taoist priest.

Because the old Taoist didn't know that he could read files, he had already asked what should be asked, although he didn't ask anything, the old Taoist kept his mouth shut.

Gu An didn't dwell on the topic last time, but instead asked, "Uncle Zhang, you are a senior from Longhushan, do you know of any way to control the zombie that has become the king of zombies?"

These words sound a bit convoluted, but the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are experts in this area, and they don't feel convoluted at all, and they immediately understood what Gu An meant.

But he didn't answer directly, but smiled and said: "Hehe, I thought you knew everything, but now that I hear your questions, you still don't know..."

"But, Uncle Zhang's yelling made me feel very comfortable. How many more times do you want to yell?"

Gu An: "?"

Seeing the old Taoist's dishonest appearance, Gu An felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't bother with a title, and asked the question just now again.

Zhang Huangwu listened with a calm expression, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Gu An, what you said is difficult for others to solve, but it is easy for you."

Gu An was taken aback, and pointed to himself: "Why?"

Zhang Huangwu laughed and said, "Because you have Han Xiuxiu on you."

When Gu An heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly. The old Taoist seemed to know a lot of things, and he knew him back then, so he probably wasn't making it up.

However, he didn't understand why Han Xiuxiu was involved, and continued to ask, "What does it have to do with Han Xiuxiu?"

Zhang Huangwu coughed a few times, then paused: "You said that the zombie king is Han Laocai... That old bastard deserves to become the zombie king..."

Gu An didn't reply, this Huang Wu knew too much, and he seemed to know everything with just one word.

Without speaking or asking questions, Gu An just waited quietly.

Zhang Huangwu seemed to be remembering something, and then said: "It's not been a day or two since that old bastard Han Laocai has been spying on Han Xiuxiu. Before he died, that old bastard still wanted to take Han Xiuxiu's body to accompany him. Han Xiuxiu was the one before he died. The deepest impression will never be forgotten..."

At this moment, Gu An seemed to understand something.

In his mind, he began to recall the scene of the family members on him attacking Han Laocai together in that pit.

At that time, he felt that the Zombie King was so weak that it seemed useless except for his rough skin and thick flesh.

After hearing Zhang Huangwu's words now, could it be that Han Xiuxiu also made a move at that time, and Han Laocai's instinctive consciousness would not hurt Han Xiuxiu?So in the end it seems that the dignified zombie king is weak?

Chapter 195 What is Han Xiuxiu's Deepest Impression?

Gu An recalled the last experience in the pit in his mind.

At that time, he complained more than once that the Zombie King was too weak, and even if Zhang Hengzhi said to keep "Han Laocai" as a gift to himself, his first reaction in his heart was actually disgusting...

Such a weak zombie king, what's the use of carrying it, if he didn't want to follow the crowd and figure out the characteristics of zombies, he might not even come here...

But now after hearing Zhang Huangwu's words, he began to look forward to it.

It turns out that the Zombie King is not weak...

"Gu An, that old bastard Han Laocai has been spying on Han Xiuxiu. Han Xiuxiu is his deepest impression. Do you know what Han Xiuxiu's deepest impression is?" And Luo, the tip of his hair touched the sand on the ground, but it didn't look out of place.

Gu An, whose thoughts were interrupted, froze for a moment, he didn't expect Zhang Huangwu to suddenly ask such a question.

What is the deepest impression of Han Xiuxiu?

After thinking for a while, he turned his head and glanced. It was empty around him. He didn't call out his family members, and Han Xiuxiu wasn't there either.

When he was in danger, he would turn his head away, and Han Xiuxiu would always be by his side, only in this safe situation would Han Xiuxiu not appear.

Such a simple thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but Gu An inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, not only Han Xiuxiu, but also other family members...

They are all silently accompanying themselves without needing anything in return.

Zhang Huangwu, who was on the opposite side, was bent over, and his height barely reached Gu An's chest. Seeing that Gu An had been in a daze, he didn't speak, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Gu An, Han Xiuxiu's deepest impression is you. ..."

One sentence made Gu An stunned again.

It seemed that Zhang Huangwu knew Han Xiuxiu better than himself.

"Why do you say that? Will weird thoughts be as rich as human beings..." Gu An's tone was not sure. In essence, he always felt that weird thoughts were limited. After all, not everyone would be the same as the principal.

Coupled with Han Xiuxiu's usual dull appearance, she is not a weird person with rich thoughts.

but……

Gu An thought of the words Han Xiuxiu said when she was in the institution last time, facing a crisis, when she hugged herself in her arms, and then used her weak body to block the small and weird attacks that were crowded outside like a wave...

Husband, Xiuxiu is useless...

Is it true that Han Xiuxiu, who said this sentence, does not have rich thoughts?

Actually, maybe...it's just that she doesn't like to talk...

Zhang Huangwu kept staring at Gu An's eyes, and he coughed a few times: "It seems that you have realized something..."

"Gu An, you can't be without a conscience, you must be worthy of this girl... I used to think that you were sometimes an asshole, just like Han Laocai, but now, I admit, what you did was right, but from now on Stop torturing this girl..."

"If you can't do it, let her go..."

"Perhaps, what you did before may be right, you are sorry for everyone, but you are the only one who is sorry for her..."

Zhang Huangwu's voice was hoarse, and he talked a lot intermittently.

Gu An was listening, as if he understood something, but he was still more puzzled.

Zhang Huangwu talked a lot, and didn't say many details, so Gu An still didn't understand many things.

Moreover, Zhang Huangwu is a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. Logically speaking, Han Xiuxiu is weird, and the two are born to be opposites.

However, now Zhang Huangwu actually sided with Han Xiuxiu to persuade him.

What did I do before?