The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

at the same time.

It is located in an abandoned tunnel more than ten kilometers west of the East Seventh District.

Suddenly, a sound like a wild beast's roar filled the previously silent space.

Followed by.

After a burst of crying, pleas for mercy, and screams.

A broken leg was thrown out from inside.

It fell at the tunnel entrance.

A splash of scarlet blood erupted.

next second.

Suddenly, a large, strange beast, about the size of a small car and resembling both a wolf and a tiger, leaped down from the mountain next to the tunnel.

It landed next to the broken leg.

I bent down and smelled it.

He opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

then.

He turned around and leaned over into the tunnel.

Wait a moment.

A low, dry sound came from inside the tunnel.

“…Go…”

I heard this sound.

The beast let out two 'woo-woo' sounds, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

.........

the other side.

At the home of the ginger butcher in the market.

Looking at the young man in front of me, holding a scanner-like device, I saw him scanning his mouth repeatedly.

Many times, Xiao Jiang wanted to say something.

But you might notice the older man standing to the side, holding a teacup, looking somewhat distracted.

She finally pursed her lips.

moment.

The young man looked slightly relieved.

Xiao Jiang finally asked a question.

"Could you tell me?"

"What exactly are you doing?"

however.

Just as Xu Ming was about to say something, a hand shook him before he could speak.

Looking back.

Realizing what was happening, he smiled apologetically.

Given this, how could Jiang Shi not understand the meaning behind it?

Turning around, his gaze fell on Chen Shaojie, who was still scanning the room.

At this moment.

How could she not understand that the expert rat catcher hired by the market was probably secretly connected to the patrols?

but.

When she looked at him questioningly, she received no response.

The other person merely glanced at her face with a slightly surprised look, and said with some emotion:

"No wonder I always felt your complexion was strange."

"So he has such a handsome face."

???

When did you go blind?

You actually call this scarred face handsome?

Jiang Shi was at a loss for words when it came to commenting on the uncle's taste.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

but.

In the current situation, appearance is secondary.

The main issue now is to figure it out.

The purpose of these two men, along with the dozen or so patrolmen outside, coming to the door in the middle of the night.

Although she could roughly guess that it was related to the murder case a few days ago.

However, the specific details still need to be clarified.

Thinking of this.

For some reason, the image of Luo Dayong, the tofu shop owner from that night, suddenly appeared in Xiao Jiang's mind.

His face was deathly pale, his body stiff, but he possessed brute strength, like a young calf.

Combined with what I've heard and seen these past few days.

Suddenly, the thought flashed through her mind that she might have been exposed.

My heart tightened instinctively.

His gaze involuntarily swept over the expressions of the two people in front of him.

They then assessed the current combat strength of both sides.

The zombie's nascent thoughts were quickly extinguished.

Nothing.

She let out a soft breath.

Finally, with a look of utter despair, he obediently placed his hands on the table.

"Ok."

"I give up..."

"Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."

result.

When she discovered that the pair of silver bracelets she had imagined were not actually in her hands.

When he looked up, he saw the two people opposite him staring at him with strange looks.

For a moment, Jiang's mind went blank.

Then I realized what it was.

He thought to himself, "This is it."

There's too much drama.

then.

Just as the other person's gaze was about to shift from doubt to scrutiny.

He quickly tried to find a way to cover it up:

"Oh, that."

"My duck blood... its hygiene permit... hasn't been issued yet..."

"I thought you..."

These words were spoken.

Xiao Jiang could clearly feel that the scrutiny from the patrolman's eyes had disappeared.

But Chen Shaojie, the 'mouse-catching expert' next to him, smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Girl."

"don’t worry."

"Food safety is not under the jurisdiction of inspection."

talking.

Then he patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Since there was no gain."

"Then let's call it a day."

He stopped talking.

He turned back and gave Jiang Shi a meaningful smile.

"Girl."

"The market isn't very safe lately."

"Be careful yourself."

.........

Five minutes later.

The entrance to the market.

Chen Shaojie squatted at the entrance of the steamed bun shop.

He silently smoked a cigarette while watching the patrol team still busy in the distance.

One bite after another.

This will happen.

A shadow fell beside him.

At the same time, a question of doubt also appeared.

"Didn't find it?"

"No."

Chen Shaojie answered calmly.

This response caused Xue Gen, who had just squatted down, to pause in the motion of holding a cigarette.

"You don't use that thing?"

"I used it, but there was only some intermittent discharge."

"Have you searched the entire live poultry section?"

"I even climbed through the window of the girl who kills chickens; I almost got kicked out as a pervert..."

Xue Gen ignored Chen Shaojie's subsequent lame joke.

He fell into deep thought.

Clearly, the moment they discovered the creature's trail, they used tools to cordon off the entire live poultry area.

Then, by following the traces, they found the final location of that thing.