The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

Now, whenever Di Jia thinks about the environment in the slaughterhouse area of ​​the market, she feels a pang of unease.

And then I think about how a petite girl like Jiang Shi could live in such a place.

She felt an indescribable sympathy.

"Um... Jiang Shi..."

"Hmm?" Xiao Jiang responded lazily, but her gaze remained fixed on the page titled "Standardized Procedures for Intravenous Infusion".

"You... work at the market every day, it must be very tiring...?" Di Jia originally wanted to ask about the living conditions there.

But I was also afraid that my question would be too abrupt.

The words that were on the tip of my tongue turned into inquiries about work.

result.

The other person turned around and looked at her quietly with those incredibly clear eyes.

Suddenly he laughed.

Two sharp canine teeth were visible.

"It's alright."

"After all, killing chickens and ducks doesn't take much effort."

"and…"

talking.

But then, that scarred face suddenly came closer.

And lowering his voice, he smiled gently:

"Let me tell you a secret."

"My knife skills are amazing."

"One pound of beef can open two Lanzhou noodle shops."

"How about I show you next time!"

Di Jia's face felt hot and bothered by the sudden approach of a certain zombie.

Without giving it any thought, I realized that the other person was talking about 'Lanzhou noodles'.

He instinctively shrank back and quickly waved his hand.

"No, thank you!"

He looked so flustered.

Xiao Jiang felt a mischievous glint in her eyes.

pity.

My current physical condition is only good enough for border skirmishes.

If it were in my past life...

I'll let you, shy little Pansy, know the difference between high and low.

What is territorial invasion?

.........

One hour later.

The course has ended.

Xiao Jiang originally planned to go home and continue making duck blood, after all, he was determined to make the duck blood business bigger and stronger.

It is absolutely unacceptable for our inventory to be insufficient or inadequate.

however.

Since he didn't have to work at the cake shop that night and wasn't in a hurry to go home, my classmate extended a warm invitation.

Xiao Jiang could only reluctantly agree to accompany her for a stroll.

As a result, this visit...

It was getting a little hard to stop.

"Jiang Shi! Try this stinky tofu, it's delicious!"

“Every time I get out of school, I have to buy one to try.”

...

"How about it?"

"The taste is alright, isn't it?"

"Let me tell you, I've eaten almost every single snack stall near this school... Huh? How did you finish them all?!"

"Leave some for me!"

"Hmph! I'm angry!"

……

"what?"

"Jiang Shi!"

What do you think of this dress?

"Does it look good?"

...

"Huh? I'm not wearing it."

"I think it suits you, what do you think, want to give it a try... Hey? Don't go!"

"Wait for me!"

...

Until half an hour later.

Inside a duck blood vermicelli shop on an old street.

Ultraman was still whispering in Xiao Jiang's ear about that dress.

to be frank.

From Xiao Jiang's straight-man perspective.

That dress does look really nice.

It's beige, with lace trim on the hem and fluffy textured patterns on the arms.

It looks like a Barbie princess dress.

What can be done?

Although she has the body of a woman, she is a straight man at heart.

So let's not talk about skirts anymore.

Even the bra felt strange to her.

So it's been so long.

The upper body of one of the unearthed artifacts was actually always wearing a close-fitting tank top.

but.

For some reason recently.

Ever since she started sucking blood, her ever-present tank top has become increasingly tight.

If this continues...

At this time.

A "ding-a-ling" sound.

The hotel doors were opened.

Then two uniformed inspectors came in.

It immediately attracted the attention of the entire small restaurant, including the owner.

His already small eyes narrowed into straight lines as he walked out from behind the bar with an extremely polite demeanor.

"Hello."

"Excuse me…"

...

"Routine inspection."

One of the patrolmen waved the long, camera-like object in his hand.

A patrolman standing nearby took out his badge and calmly added a comment.

"Just take a picture of each person."

After speaking, the inspector walked toward the nearest table of people.

The inspector simply scanned the chest and lungs with the machine and did nothing else.

Those present gradually calmed down and put their worries to rest.

Except for one little classmate, who asked in a somewhat uneasy whisper:

“Jiang Shi…”

"What do you think they're investigating?"

They're checking if there's a little cutie wriggling in your mouth.

Xiao Jiang muttered to himself.

But what they say is different.

"I do not know."

"Maybe it's just a simple photo?"

This reply was ambiguous, and it was clear that the little classmate was not satisfied, but couldn't find any other response for the moment.

She could only pout.

moment.

The inspector approached the two men.

While it's being scanned.

Xiao Jiang suddenly added something.

"Um, two inspectors."

"May I ask?"

"Wasn't this inspection only done in the old town before?"

"Why has it started in this new city too?"

however.

Faced with this inquiry.

The two inspectors merely exchanged a glance and said nothing more.

After completing the examination, he simply said "thank you for your cooperation" and left.

This silence, ironically, piqued the corpse's curiosity.

.........

evening.