My Zombie King System

"Little brother, sit down"

"Qiu Sheng Literary Talent"

"Hurry up and bring a bowl of tea for Chen Chu."

They didn't hear Uncle Jiu's voice, the two who were fighting with each other.

I don't know that at this time his unibrows have already curved, and his face is full of anger.

"Qiu Sheng Literary Talent"

"what are you doing"

"Didn't you hear me calling you?"

Finding that Chen Chu was staring at him like this, he felt even more embarrassed.

He didn't have the dignity of being a master at all, so he picked up a stick and walked over to the side.

"Snapped"

"Two Little Rabbits"

"what"

"pain"

"Master, don't want it!"

Seeing the teaching of the master and apprentice, I wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Looking at the scenery outside, the spring breeze is all over the face and the night sighs softly, the current tranquility is just a moment of stillness.

"Uncle Nine"

"Don't fight anymore"

"Sorry little brother"

"These two apprentices are too skinny"

Qiu Sheng came back to his senses and looked at Chen Chu with gratitude in his eyes.

I blame myself and Wen Cai for having so much fun that I didn't hear the master's words.

"master"

"I'm going to serve tea"

Uncle Jiu looked down at his back and sighed, reverberating, in the past when he was teaching Qiu Sheng.

I don't know how to help him practice Taoism, so that he can pass on the legacy.

“Master tea is here”

"give it to him"

"Chen Chu drinking tea"

"Thank you"

He took a sip lightly, thinking that Ren Weiyong would be transformed into a dead body later.

They should bite the blood of their closest relatives first, and their blood can make the blood of the zombies stronger.

"system"

Ding dong!I am the host.

"What is the difference between the zombies of the Pangu clan and the zombies of the Hanba clan?"

Ding!The Drought Demon family is divided into: Walking Corpse, White Zombie, Black Zombie, Flying Zombie, Wandering Corpse, and Drought Zombie.There are also different types among them: bronze armored corpses, silver armored corpses, and golden armored corpses.

It also corresponds to the level of zombies in the Pangu family: six generations of black-eyed zombies, five generations of white-eyed zombies, four generations of blue-eyed zombies, three generations of yellow-eyed zombies, two generations of green-eyed zombies, and one generation of red-eyed zombie kings.

I was immersed in the system space all the time, and I didn't know what happened outside, when I heard Qiu Shengwencai's voice.

"Wow"

"Blessed"

When Uncle Jiu heard the sound and walked over, seeing Ren Weiyong's body turned like this, his pupils shrank immediately.

"cover the coffin"

"Prepare"

"Paper, Pen, Ink, Sword"

"what"

"Master, I didn't understand," Wen Cai asked while touching his head.

"On weekdays, I ask you to seriously study Taoism"

"Wait until the critical time to ask the teacher"

"I'll say it again"

"Yellow paper, writing brush, kitchen knife, ink, wooden sword"

"Understood Master"

Chen Chu was thinking about how far the zombie in front of him would become after being transformed into a dead body.

What kind of fun does it bring to myself, whether it can shake Uncle Nine after the change, or know the truth about Ren Weiyong becoming a zombie.

After preparing all the relevant items, Uncle Jiu began to do the Taoism.

He wrote a talisman and held it in his hand, and said a few words silently, only to see the talisman burn and throw it into the bowl filled with ink.

"Qiu Sheng Literary Talent"

"we are at"

"Play the ink fountain everywhere in the coffin"

"Good Master"

They picked up the ink fountain and threw it around, and accidentally rolled it to Chen Chu's feet.

I silently picked up the ink fountain on the ground, looked at it, and handed it to Wen Cai.

"play well"

After explaining to him, he went out with Uncle Jiu.

"literary talent"

"hurry up"

"Okay let's go out and play"

Qiu Sheng looked impatient, as long as the coffin was played, he was afraid that zombies would come out!

They started bouncing the coffin, which looked great, but they forgot to pop the bottom of the coffin.

"OK"

"Let's hang out"

At this time, Chen Chu and Uncle Jiu walked in and saw that the coffin had already been played, and they were relieved so that the zombies would not run out.

But I know the plot, the ink fountain line can't hold the zombies, and I may break out of the coffin tonight.

"what are you doing"

"Is the ink bullet good?"

"Okay Master"

Uncle Jiu was still a little worried about the corpse in the coffin, afraid that something bad would happen at night!

"Wen Cai, you guard the coffin tonight"

"Master, I am afraid"

"Humph"!

"Cultivators are afraid of zombies, so we can only wait for death"

At night, the sky is dark and the sound is deep, and the quiet can smell the danger coming at any time.

After a while, the sound of the coffin falling to the ground sounded, and the sleeping Wen Cai was still tossing and turning on the bed.

"boom"

"Roar"

I lived in the guest room in Yizhuang, and I felt a cloudy air in my heart.

He opened his light green eyes, and stood up with fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth.

"Roar"

"Ren Weiyong was born"

"Wen Cai still didn't watch the coffin"