Chapter 166 The Zombie Princess of Literature and Art
Following the maid, Wu Ming walked into the attic.
The attic doesn't look big from the outside, but it's magnificent inside. A screen isolates the hall.
As soon as Wu Ming stepped in, he heard the sound of water, mixed with the fragrance of roses. He raised his head and looked towards the screen, and saw a vague figure on the screen.
"Yu He, I don't need you here anymore, go upstairs and play with the young master!" A pleasant voice came from behind the screen.
"Yes, madam." The paper maid named Yu He bowed her head respectfully and left.
After the maid went upstairs, the figure behind the screen spoke again: "Come here."
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The door behind him slammed shut. Wu Ming looked behind him, then at the figure on the screen, and walked over expressionlessly.
What caught his eye was a beauty in her twenties and eighties, sitting in a wooden barrel, with only her jade-like shoulders exposed outside the water.
Wu Ming stood in front of the barrel, sizing up the beauty, and the beauty in the barrel was also sizing him up.
After a while, the beauty slowly withdrew her gaze, placed a jade hand on the edge of the barrel, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
When the beauty smiled, two small fangs appeared at the corners of her mouth, indicating that this person was also a zombie.
But unlike the ferocious zombies, this beauty looks more like a living person. Even the two fangs are not scary, but give people a playful feeling.
"Beautiful, I feel pity for you when I see it!" Wu Ming nodded in praise, causing the beauty's crystal-clear jade face to glow a little red, as if she was a little shy.
A zombie can still be shy, which surprised Wu Ming.
Although he also knows that the higher the level of zombies, the more they look like living people on the outside.
But the appearance of the beauty in front of her is too deceiving. If it weren't for the sharp corpse teeth, silently telling the beauty's identity, she would be no different from a living person.
Seeing the surprise in Wu Ming's eyes, the smile on the beauty's face slowly faded, and she became a little melancholy. She sighed: "What's the use of beauty? It's just self-admiration! Since I turned into a zombie,
Your Majesty, he has never touched me again, do you know the desolation in my heart?"
Without waiting for Wu Ming to answer, the beauty let out a low sigh and said in a very literary and artistic manner: "There are flowers that can be broken and no one can break them. Who can I tell you when you are so beautiful and self-admired? I have been sighing at night for six hundred years, and my heart is complaining bitterly about separation and separation."
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"Are you Liu Yu's princess?" Looking at the beauty who wrote poems in front of him, Wu Ming felt that he might have won the prize.
What kind of zombie is this? She's just a literary and artistic woman who stays alone in an empty house, the kind whose eyes glow green when she sees a man.
To say that she has been in the army for three years, a sow raced against Diao Chan, and the female corpse queen who has been alone in an empty house for six hundred years must be so hungry.
In a daze, Wu Ming felt that his legs were a little weak and his waist was aching, and he thought of the advertisement for Huiyuan Shenbao.
"What are you afraid of? I can still eat you!"
The female corpse king looked at Wu Ming sadly, her eyes almost dripping with water, and said seductively: "Come here, my shoulders are so sore, please come and squeeze them for me!"
"To have a beautiful woman throwing herself into my arms is worthy of being in the world of Liao Zhai! I just don't know what level this female corpse queen has reached. I can't stand it! However, judging from her intentions, she probably has no intention of killing me. I don't know what level she has reached.
It’s like we’ve penetrated into the enemy’s interior!” Wu Ming was enjoying himself and planned to take a look below.
Putting both hands on the shoulders of the female corpse king, it was like touching a precious jade, and the silky feeling made people imagine.
Wu Ming gently squeezed the female corpse king's shoulders, and while looking around, he whispered: "Madam, what is your name?"
"Wang Yumeng, if you like, you can call me Mengmeng!"
"Cute!"
Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and he tentatively said, "I'd better call you Princess!"
"You're quite interesting. Okay, I'll just do whatever you want."
The princess had a charming smile on her face. After saying this, she grabbed Wu Ming's hands and said softly: "My chest is also a little sore. Please rub it for me."
Wu Ming didn't know whether he should agree or refuse at this time.
Agree, it is very likely that you will not be able to guarantee it at the end of the year, and you will make a mistake.
Don't agree. This princess is a zombie, but she looks like a living person. Her strength may be higher than that of the golden-armored zombie. If he really angers the other party, Wu Ming can only rely on the black tower to escape quickly.
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"Master, let's play with you. Madam is busy right now and can't play with you!"
"No, I want my mother to accompany me, and you all get out of my way. Mother, what are you doing? The baby misses you so much?"
When Wu Ming was in trouble, a conversation suddenly came from upstairs, and a little zombie came down.
This little zombie is not tall and looks about seven or eight years old, but he is born with double eyes.
"Mother"
Walking down the stairs, the little zombie jumped up and rushed into the barrel like a cannonball.
In an instant, water splashed everywhere, and the princess in the barrel screamed, grabbed the little zombie's butt and spanked it.
"Call you naughty, call you naughty, naughty boy!"
The princess beat her hard, but the little zombie giggled and looked unconcerned.
Wu Ming could see clearly from the sidelines. The slap hit the little zombie, and only the sound of gold and iron could be heard, as if it was a piece of meteorite.
"Mom, who is this person?" The little zombie looked up at Wu Ming, coquettishly in the princess's arms.
The princess was stunned when she heard the sound. She looked at Wu Ming on the side, then at the son in her arms, and said vaguely: "This is a new servant, good boy, don't tell your father!"
"Why can't you tell your father?" The little zombie tilted his head and couldn't understand. After a long time, he suddenly realized it and said, "Mom, are you someone outside, and this is your sweetheart?"
"Baby, don't talk nonsense!" The princess raised her hand to hit her again, completely destroying the literary and artistic aura on her body.
The little zombie was unwilling to let go, nuzzling and coquettishly in the princess's arms, begging: "Mom, can you let this person accompany me? It's been a long time since anyone has played with me. If you let him play with me, I won't go.
Tell Father!"
"This" princess was in a bit of a dilemma. She was reluctant to part with the fresh meat Wu Ming had obtained, and she couldn't bear to reject her own son.
Seeing that his mother did not agree, the little zombie sat in the water and cried loudly. Although there were no tears in his eyes, the princess panicked and said quickly: "Okay, let him play with you, that's alright!"
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"Mom, you're the best, you smell so good." The little zombie pouted, kissed the princess on the face, and jumped out of the barrel.
The water droplets on his body dripped on the ground. The little zombie didn't care at all. Instead, he said to Wu Ming: "You have to play with me from now on, and you must not let my father find out! Otherwise, my father will be the last to
If you hate living people, he will tear you apart!"
Wu Ming didn't know what was going on, so he could only look at the princess beside him for help.
The princess's eyes were full of reluctance, she licked her red lips with her tongue, and whispered: "You go play with Dabao first, and I will go find you again in the evening!"
"Uh" Such an obvious hint made Wu Ming feel bad.
The corpse king Liu Yu's family is really the best. Looking at the princess like this, she doesn't want to give up without eating herself.
I really don’t know if Liu Yu, who is leading troops in the field, would be so angry that he would vomit blood if he knew that his wife at home was trying every possible means to steal her.
"Mom, let's go first!" After receiving permission, the little zombie pulled Wu Ming and left happily.
Before leaving the house, Wu Ming looked at the princess's reluctant eyes and felt that she was looking at a piece of fat, and drool even flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"No way, so hungry!" Wu Ming shuddered and felt that no matter what the outcome was, he must leave before tonight.
Otherwise, if I fall into the hands of this beautiful young woman who is empty, lonely and cold, I will probably have my marrow squeezed out.
"Dabao, where are you taking me?" Wu Ming, following the little zombie, walked for a while and couldn't help but ask.
"I'll take you to listen to a story. There's an old man with a white beard who tells great stories. There's also a strong man with a green beard. He's very strong. My father said that when I can beat the green beard to death, that's it.
Go out and play by yourself!"
Wu Ming doesn’t know any of the people the little zombie mentioned.
Just led by the little zombie, we went around to the back of the attic, where there was a secret door leading to the underground.
Entering the secret door, you will see a magic circle in operation, exuding bursts of black energy.
In the center of the array, ten golden-armored corpses sat cross-legged, looking as if they were practicing.
Sensing someone coming in, ten golden-armored corpses opened their eyes at the same time, and bowed their heads respectfully when they saw the little corpse queen.
Wu Ming looked around and found that this place seemed to be an underground prison.
In addition to the guarding golden-armored corpses, there are more than a dozen tunnels leading deeper, and it is difficult to see clearly what is at the end in the darkness.
"Dabao, what's inside here?" Wu Ming couldn't help but ask as he followed the little zombie walking inside.
The little zombie jumped up and down, walking along the chain, and said without looking back: "These are the prisoners captured by my father. They used to be against my father, but now they are all captured!"
"Prisoner!" Wu Ming's face remained calm, but he thought quickly in his mind, thinking of the captured land gods.
If these people were really imprisoned here, would the disappeared City God Dou Kou be imprisoned here as well?
"Old man with white beard, come out and tell me a story quickly. I'm going to fight Green Beard later!" The little zombie led Wu Ming to the end of a tunnel and stopped in a dark room.
Pushing open the door of the darkroom, it was empty, with no furniture at all. There was only a lone statue of a god, tightly locked with a black iron chain, placed in the middle position.
"Little Corpse King, why are you here again? Didn't you just leave this morning?" Visibly to the naked eye, the statue transformed into an old man with a white beard and was chained.
Wu Ming looked carefully and found that the old man was holding a jade plaque with the words "God of the Land of Xiaohegou Village" written on it.
"I've been looking for nowhere, and it took no effort to get here. It is indeed this place!" A smile appeared on Wu Ming's face, knowing that he had come to the right place. (To be continued.)