dead child, ghost carrying coffin

In Shanli High School in the late 90s, the conditions were still very difficult.

Although there are boilers for heating, there are no public bathrooms—even less in the dormitories.

Therefore, after a day's labor class, the students can only go to the water room to get back the boiling water and return to the dormitory to take a bath.

In the afternoon, Chen Daji used his "money ability" to impress the male dormitory manager at the price of two cigarettes, and changed both Zhao Fei and Zhang Chao to his dormitory.

And there were only four of them.

As for the people who were replaced, Chen Daji was not stingy: everyone was subsidized with half a month's meal ticket!

At that time, the school did not have the electronic meal cards for recharging money like now, but they were all physical plastic receipts.

It is also divided into meal tickets and vegetable tickets, which are used separately.

Now there are several people in Huajiu, shirtless, rubbing each other's backs.

Hua Jiunan sat at the front, and Chen Daji rubbed for him;

Behind Chen Daji was Zhang Chao, with a cold face, he set up a hot water basin to rub his nemesis vigorously.

And stuffed his nose with toilet paper.

There's no way, this guy has been cleaning the toilet for a whole day, it really stinks!

Zhao Fei is relatively "independent", rubbing for himself.

As the ancestor of the dead, Zhang Shizu didn't want to be so humble.

Unexpectedly, Chen Daji put the Ten Thousand Years Lightning Strike Wooden Sword at his feet, and the ancestor looked really panicked when he saw it.

And because of the poisonous oath made in the underground palace of the dead: don't hurt anyone in the small courtyard... The situation is stronger than people, so bear with it!

Bear the burden of humiliation, with a view to a better future in the future...

"Daji, I gave Li Yun an amulet today, saying it was from you."

"Remember, don't talk about it when you meet."

Chen Dage nodded again and again: "Got it, boss."

"Why, is there something dirty in the school? Why did you give her the talisman?!"

Hua Jiu laughed secretly after hearing the words: My good brother is not stupid enough.

"Um......"

Before Hua Jiunan could continue, "Zhang Chao" sneered and took over the conversation.

"Boss, what kind of white god are you talking about?"

"Someone came to me to believe in it today, and gave it back to me!"

"Zhang Chao" said while taking out the same bone from the trouser pocket on the bed.

"Participating in labor today... During the labor, a few boys asked me to worship some white god with them."

"If you say yes, you can get what you want in the future!"

Speaking of this, "Zhang Chao" took a deep look at Chen Dage subconsciously, then quickly lowered his head and continued rubbing vigorously.

"Hehe, if I want my ancestor to believe in me, I have to bow down!"

"I'm afraid that that bird god's life is not strong enough, and his three souls will be broken and his seven souls will be separated!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chao's eyes were full of coldness, and the cold light was like deep autumn pool water.

Don't look at this person who is called around by Chen Daji on weekdays, dare not resist, and even treats her like a servant at will, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

But his real identity is Zhang Shizu, the originator of the world's corpse hunters!

Once angry, the temperature of the dormitory, which was originally foggy because everyone took a bath together, suddenly dropped.

There are even gusts of wind on the flat ground.

Chen Dage was shivering from the cold, and subconsciously complained.

"Fuck, why is it still windy?! Is the window not closed tightly?!"

"The wind is rustling, butt is cold..."

"Chao'er, hurry up and take a look, don't give our boss a cold!"

The words of the nemesis instantly brought Zhang Shizu back to reality from the infinite "majesty":

With a muffled snort, his momentum instantly languished.

He got up listlessly, and pretended to go to the window to check carefully.

"Chen, Boss Chen, they are all locked up."

"It's not breathable at all."

"Really?" Chen Daji got up and helped Hua Jiunan add some hot water.

"Where did the evil wind come from, whoosh... Chaoer, help us add some water."

"Good guy, goosebumps are up!"

"Oh yes, what did you say just now, let's continue."

"Zhang Chao": "..."

"I'm done, there's nothing more to say..."

Zhao Fei and Zhao Fatty have opened their yin and yang eyes since they practiced with Chang Huaiyuan, so they can naturally see the resentment attached to the bones.

He took it from Hua Jiunan's hand, looked at it carefully, bit it with his teeth, and threw it on his bed.

"There are a few of our brothers... Boss Hua is here, what dares to come to the school to make trouble."

"Isn't this picking up cow dung with a lantern--looking for death (shit) in a different way!"

"It's fine if he doesn't harm others, but if he dares to harm others, Fatty, I'll just sit on his ass and kill him!"

Out of the instinctive fear of the general grid, Chen Dage nodded repeatedly when he heard the words.

"That is required!"

"Fatty Zhao, we trust you!"

Seeing that Chen Daji was so afraid of fat people, "Zhang Chao" couldn't help feeling turmoil in his heart:

Could it be that I, the ancestor, forged a big fat zombie, so that I could counter the nemesis a little bit? !

I don't want to get rid of slavery completely, as long as I don't be called around by him like a slave...

But how to make zombies fat up? !

This is a problem that has never been overcome through the ages...