Chapter 503 Cute and Stupid Zombie Dad 4 Zombie Dad's Next Life 4
"Do you still want to go to work?" Fuchen asked while grinding his teeth.
The big zombie nodded and helped Fuchen get dressed. He was still not good at words and worked as a programmer under the name of Nangui Company. Because of his technical skills, he became a key employee.
A monthly salary of 3,000.
"Kindergarten." the big zombie reminded.
Fuchen shook his head, "I won't go." She didn't like kindergartens, she didn't like children, and she didn't like crowded places.
Upstairs, the female ghost Rourou and the male ghost were having an affair, and they were happily watching the zombies coming out of the underground palace.
The female ghost picked up her new nail polish and said with great joy, "Our city's landmark building has a zombie dug out of the wall. Do you want to go and see it?"
Liu Minzhi showed no reaction and dragged Fuchen, who was unwilling to move on the ground, to the restaurant to eat.
There is a blood bag in the underground palace. It is a dessert that can be sucked occasionally when you can't control yourself. But sucking this thing will destroy your spiritual practice and make you prone to violence.
The female ghost Rourou suggested that the two zombies learn human habits, whether they are pretending or not, they also learn to eat.
The boss who is always busy, the front desk lady who clocks in first even though she has no ability, the front desk gentleman who always stands like a slack and sits like a clock, the smiling cleaner who keeps smiling... everyone is just trying to make a living.
"Ah!" The young man could no longer hold back and crawled away from the dust. "Take me away quickly! Take me away!"
The door of the tomb was blown open, many strangers entered the house, and the tomb was completely destroyed. There was also a coffin... Fuchen took the initiative to hold Liu Minzhi's hand. "Coffin."
Because Liu Minzhi doesn't sleep, the people below him don't dare to sleep either, so they work overtime. His hard work is also famous in the hairless IT industry.
Liu Minzhi patted a "person" and said, "Reception."
This place is right next to the company where Lu Minzhi works. The radius is only a hundred meters, and he can fully feel the air pressure from the advanced zombies.
The female ghost Rourou sighed, "You two are really boring." She didn't have any desire to share.
Everyone helped the young man and left quickly.
The programmers outside stretched their necks one by one, "Oh my God, the boss has such a tender side."
Liu Minzhi did a great job.
The man at the front desk has no skills. He just sits there every day, occasionally doing odd jobs, and he doesn't even know how to use a computer.
Early the next morning, two corpses appeared in front of the kindergarten, fully wrapped.
The child chewed his fingers.
Xiaolu said to the little zombie, "You are not flexible enough. First, help with odd jobs in the transportation department. Follow them and don't wander around. The company will give you a place to stay (coffin), money, and it will be calculated on a per-piece basis. It will also take you with you."
Go out to play (go to the mountains to let yourself go). You can be free and flexible, and you can go to other departments to learn things."
Liu Minzhi saw the blood all over Fuchen's body and noticed that the back of her head was sunken. He took off his shirt and wrapped Fuchen, then picked her up and went in.
Liu Minzhi took out a small pink schoolbag and said, "Go there tomorrow."
"There are some new little Taoist priests in the city. Do you want to watch them? I heard the taste is pure. I'll give you a 50-50 cooperation." The female ghost caught up and offered duck blood fans to her own memorial tablet.
The five zombies all stared at the bloody man. Only the ghost lady at the front desk was idle, spitting out bubble gum and continuing to try new eye shadows on herself.
The tombs of high-ranking officials and nobles all have self-destruction devices.
It was difficult to see details in the darkness, except that the young man's clothes were a darker color around his stomach.
The two corpses hurried back and ran back into the mountains, only to see that the original protected area was sealed.
Fuchen stared at the person on the ground, pressing the tip of his tongue against his fangs to suppress his desire to stretch.
Fuchen looked up and saw that the tomb on the hilltop had collapsed, completely burying the newly opened tomb and the experts inside.
During the Qingming Festival, the female ghost Rourou put on a more mature look and went back to the village to brag.
Fuchen and Liu Minzhi quietly walked back to the tomb.
If the male ghost Mighty Brother hadn't been too busy with his business empire, she wouldn't have complained about these two stupid zombies.
Someone else is quietly blasting and digging to find a tomb.
The house was dug up.
There were also corpses buried in the tomb, but now I don’t know where they are.
"Help! Help!" The young man looked at the child in horror.
No one minded. In the words of the receptionist herself, "We are the face of the company. We just need to look good. Serving tea and pouring water are all incidental tasks."
"Your name is Xiaolu. Come with me to get familiar with the company." Mr. Zombie at the front desk took the little zombie to the transportation department downstairs.
Everyone comes out to make a living.
Under the stimulation of blood, its throat was also gurgling, wanting to take a bite.
Everyone immediately returned to their workstations and continued today's progress.
Because the yin energy was sufficient, Xiao Lu also developed some intelligence. He originally wanted to seek revenge on others, but was attracted by the new era TV and temporarily forgot about revenge.
Xiaolu is a two-hundred-year-old rice dumpling in the local suburbs. Due to village development and construction, his grave was cut off to make greenhouse vegetables.
When Fuchen walked to the front desk and saw the bloody man talking to two zombies, his eyes froze.
Fuchen put his hand into his mouth and stretched out his hand again.
"That's his daughter."
Xiao Lu accepted the incompetence and listened blankly.
After that, he looked at the little floating dust on the ground.
The blood constantly teases the little zombie's sanity.
Due to emergencies, the B&B was fully occupied by experts and other staff.
hometown.
Fuchen raised his head and said, "You handle it."
There is also a little tail following me downstairs.
The man stood up, his slender body was wearing a crisp suit, he walked upright and powerful, and looked quite capable.
Ghosts can see through people's minds.
How much sense can a newborn zombie have?
Fuchen stared at it for a moment, then the little zombie quietly retreated.
Someone ran to the ground and saw dripping blood, "This is..."
For twenty-five days in a row, Liu Minzhi worked overtime at the company and did not return.
The man who was beaten looked at the five people surrounding him and smiled awkwardly, "I'm leaving now. I'm leaving now."
The tomb is very large, with many tomb chambers, and they are not located on the same plane.
This seriously stepped on the bottom line of the two zombies.
After eating, the two corpses sat at the door of the B&B, looking like two homeless dogs at the mountains at night, where their home was.
Although the room was soundproof, the zombies had extraordinary ears and could hear everything clearly.
Knowing that there was a big zombie nearby, I stupidly found Liu Minzhi's company report.
Emphasize, "Don't scare people."
At night, the full moon reveals its dark face from behind the blown clouds.
Fuchen stared at the large chunks of duck blood, losing his appetite.
The two zombies were still grinding their teeth silently.
Fuchen didn't look at him, but looked at the pair of eyes deep in the darkness.
"Not interested in."
Fuchen turned around and left.
"Hey. Hey." The people on the ground were very happy, and they were helped down by the ghost while holding the empty leather bag.
Xiao Lu immediately stopped moving, stretched out one foot stiffly, and learned to walk, looking like a clockwork robot.
Another problem was discovered during the third test of the new game, and the whole company was staying up late and working overtime to write code.
Fuchen looked at Liu Minzhi. His eyes widened.
Look at the familiar place again, feel dazed, and count the number of tomb passages and steps.
Liu Minzhi stared at Fuchen's head and carefully pulled out the scalp for her. The bones had been broken, which would affect her future sensitivity.
The new little zombie was grabbed by the neck by the zombie at the front desk, still staring straight at his belly.
Once a large tomb is excavated, the tourist area will become even more popular if you just blow it up.
The two corpses silently walked down the mountain, got back into the car, and drove away.
A month later, the female ghost Rourou called, "Your tomb was blown open."
Fuchen unconsciously walked in and looked inside.
Just as he was about to enter the water, the mountain suddenly shook.
Mr. Zombie at the front desk is responsible for arranging new arrivals.
In the burning cigarette, inhaling the breath of duck blood vermicelli.
Under the thick darkness, one after another rushed from the mountains to the villa carrying the golden nanmu coffin.
The two corpses listened expressionlessly throughout the whole process, with their eyes open and silent.
The two corpses had expressionless faces.
The experts and residents looked very angry, watching helplessly as an opportunity for rapid development evaporated before their eyes.
Not long after Liu Minzhi lay down, he was called to the company to catch up on the progress.
Liu Minzhi emerged, followed by the familiar coffin. He slowly walked out of the water carrying the large coffin.
There were busy figures passing through the large floors.
After a while, the tone of the residents and experts became sour. There was a hint of threat in their words. If they did not agree, they would put on their high hats and enter the bureau.
The two zombies gritted their teeth with expressionless faces and made no response.
"Their deaths alarmed the province. The province sent people to check. Be careful about your tombs..."
But he seemed angry.
It doesn't move, I'm just not sure if it will be cleaned up.
Fuchen walked slowly over and walked to the alley behind the company.
The businessman took the cup and looked at Liu Minzhi intentionally or unintentionally, but found that the boss still looked expressionless.
There were many experts gathered at the entrance of his tomb.
A wave of people is surrounding and beating a man.
"Have you noticed that the eldest daughter seems to have something wrong with her head?"
Over the years, historians have gradually focused on this place. They learned from a certain unofficial history that there was a large tomb hidden here, and they secretly wanted to find it and then protect it.
The two corpses hid the coffin and quietly returned to the village B&B for a day.
Next door is a group of experts discussing cemeteries.
Black, dead eyes.
"Hey, there's a kid here!" The leader pushed Fuchen and tried to push her down. But his strength was like a cow sinking into the sea.
The blood was immediately mopped up by the new cleaner.
Late at night, the female ghost Rourou shouted symbolically outside, "dong dong." and floated into the underground palace. "Five young men from the village who entered the mountain fell to death. Do you know?" Is it you who did it?
Fuchen thought about it and said, "Let's go." It's a bit boring. Let's go have some fun.
People in the IT department were whispering.
"Brother!" someone shouted.
He tiptoed away with the cup and said to the inquirer, "Don't cause trouble. The eldest daughter seems to have had a fight with someone. The eldest brother is angry now."
The ghost lady at the front desk came forward and said, "Are you here to hide from trouble? You are not easy to deal with." She directed the person who was beaten, "You call the hospital first. I have no obligation to help you."
"Is this the eldest daughter..." Coder No. 1 pointed to the ground and persisted.
The two corpses had no expression on their faces, stood up and left.
A stick from behind was swung at the back of Fuchen's head, and hit Fuchen on the back of the head with a "bang".
"No jumping, let's go." Mr. Zombie said calmly.
"The boss's daughter."
Breakfast is duck blood vermicelli.
Mr. Zombie left, and Little Green followed the same green-haired zombie to move the box.
Even if everyone knows in their hearts that finding and protecting him is too much, the best protection is to never be discovered. But they also know more clearly how much fame will bring.
The two corpses woke up from their deep sleep. Fangs sprouted from their mouths, revealing bloody eyes.
"The boss works overtime day and night and has a wife and children?"
The little zombie subconsciously jumped to follow him.
The two corpses entered the tomb door and walked through the all-too-familiar tomb passage.
Her only remaining sanity is not to kill people for no reason.
"Okay, go to work quickly. The progress is only 60%. Be careful of being invited to drink tea by the boss." The charming front desk lady twisted her body and patted the bespectacled man on the shoulder and blew.
They looked at the brand new underground palace: this is their new home.
Over the years, some tomb passages have been damaged by running water and rocks. It is unclear how many tomb chambers there really are. But Fu Chen knows that there are eighteen outer chambers.
The male ghost's business is very big. Liu Minzhi is a character that he can rest assured that 007 will not worry about sudden death and compensation. He is not talkative and even has no thoughts. He likes to come to him for everything.
During dinner in the evening, Fuchen and Liu Minzhi ate fried rice with egg expressionlessly among a bunch of "thieves".
Fuchen was bored and took a taxi to Liu Minzhi's company. The moment he got off the bus, Fuchen smelled a familiar smell.
This smell stimulates the floating dust.
The stick was broken and the back of his head was flattened. Fuchen stood there without any reaction, looking up at the young man holding the stick.
A little zombie. A little zombie that has just grown fur.
The room was eerily silent.
The young man looked at the child's indifferent face and raised his little hand to grab the right side of his belly.
He is a green-haired zombie, the lowest level of little zombie.
Liu Minzhi held Fuchen's hand and stood in front of the kindergarten. He gently pushed Fuchen and said, "Go." He blended into the crowd.
Fuchen turned back and blinked, "Will you come to pick me up?"
