The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

As he spoke, he prepared to help Jiang Shi up from the basin.

however.

But unexpectedly.

A blood-stained hand gently pressed down on her hand.

"Aunt Chen."

"...I'm fine."

"I... I was making duck blood last night, and I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep."

"It's fine."

...

"fine?"

"You slept here all night!"

"You call that nothing's wrong?!"

As she spoke, Chen Xinlan ignored the stains on her clothes and tried to get up to help the girl up.

But she soon discovered that she had no way to break free of her restrained hands, as if she were held down by two steel bars.

Just as I was wondering, the other person suddenly let go of my hand.

He got up unsteadily.

"It's really nothing, Aunt Chen."

"I can do it myself."

Without waiting for a response, he quickly walked into the house in a second or two.

His figure disappeared from Chen Xinlan's sight.

"This girl..."

"No wonder he works in slaughtering."

"That guy has a lot of strength in his hands."

After saying that, she looked down at the bruises on her wrist and sighed sincerely.

……

now.

Under the shower head in the bathroom.

Feeling the hot water flowing down my head and moistening my body.

Jiang Shi's agitated heart was eventually calmed down.

to be frank.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the community director in front of me.

Overwhelmed by the burning desire within her, she almost couldn't resist taking a bite.

Fortunately, I had enough willpower to suppress it.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Tell the truth.

Since I sent those two patrolmen out last night.

Jiang Shi then discovered that something was wrong with her body and suddenly developed a strong craving for blood.

This is a feeling I've never had before in such a long time.

This made Jiang Shi very irritable, and even a little scared.

I was afraid that I might lose control and rush out of the house and bite everyone outside.

Later, in order to suppress this desire...

Jiang Shi simply plunged headfirst into the duck blood basin that hadn't even started being prepared yet.

He opened his mouth and gulped it down.

One bite, two bites, three bites…

I don't know how much I drank in the end.

Anyway, Xiao Jiang ended up getting himself completely drunk.

She was only just now shaken awake by the community director.

at the moment.

Although Xiao Jiang still harbored the urge to bite, she was able to control herself now compared to the early morning.

It's speculated that the duck blood is responsible.

But if you want to completely suppress this craving, duck blood alone probably won't be enough.

and so…

A poor guy calculated his income over the past few days and gritted his teeth.

It's time to indulge...

however.

Just then.

While getting dressed, Xiao Jiang inadvertently glanced at the mirror next to her.

then.

When she noticed her fair and delicate face in the mirror.

He stood there dumbfounded.

A while later.

She then reached out and touched her face, which was as smooth as milk.

My first reaction was, "No wonder."

No wonder Chen Shaojie praised himself for being good-looking last night.

No wonder Xu Ming, that little guy, didn't dare to look him in the eye.

But her second reaction was that everything was over.

Because the market is a place where all sorts of people mingle.

She has no scars on her face.

How can she maintain a ruthless butcher-like demeanor to deter others from messing with her?

There are no scars.

How can she still use her ruthless manner to haggle with people?

However, it's better to keep quiet about it.

Without those centipede-like scars, the face looks...

Hmm? It's quite pretty.

If only I had a girlfriend like this in my past life...

bah bah bah.

What are you thinking about?

Xiao Jiang quickly shook off the bunch of inexplicable thoughts in her mind.

Then continue to observe the changes in your body.

Yes, your face looks better.

Yes, my skin has become whiter.

Yeah, even his pectoral muscles have gotten bigger…

and many more.

Why has this blanket changed color?

White?

Does this come in white?

Xiao Jiang's memory was hazy, but no matter how hard she tried to recall, she couldn't remember anyone who was this color.

and so…

Is this... a zombie-themed feature?

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Half an hour later.

A white-haired zombie, relying on its memory, reconstructed its original face and, after some persuasion, managed to send the kind-hearted auntie from the community away.

Then I quickly dug out all my savings.

He rode his bicycle out the door.

However, halfway there, they found that the only road ahead was blocked.

Seals and lots of cars were blocking the road.

It was a mess. Standing on the bicycle steps and looking out, you could vaguely see many fire trucks parked inside.

I found out later when I asked.

It happened two or three hours ago.

A leak of liquefied petroleum gas occurred underground at the Third Hospital, which exploded upon contact with an open flame.

This resulted in the entire street being completely destroyed.

Several shops along the street were destroyed.

We're currently busy with maintenance.

Hear this.

Xiao Jiang smacked his lips.

He withdrew from the nosy crowd.

I'm going to take a different path.

However, I don't know why.

She could always smell a faint scent of blood.

It's like the kind with chocolate in it...

Thinking of this.

Xiao Jiang couldn't help but laugh.

My buddy was really hungry.

They even managed to associate it with the word "bloody" in chocolate.

Then, she didn't bother with it anymore, got on her bicycle, and leisurely drove away.

In contrast to this person's leisurely lifestyle.

The hospital was a completely different place at that time.

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Chapter Eight: You Can't Have an Idol Image!