Zombies are relatively lazy beings. If you don't disturb them, they can sleep in their coffins for hundreds of years.
When Wang Xu brought Old Yellow Dog to the basement, the zombie was still sleeping in the coffin, and not even the sound of the door opening woke it up.
"Get up!" Wang Xu was mentally connected with the zombie and sent out a message in his heart.
The next second, the coffin lid flew off with a "bang", and a zombie with a dark and purple complexion wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform stood up straight from the coffin.
The moment "Hungry" saw Wang Xu, the thought of hunger came out.
Wang Xu walked around the zombie a few times, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Follow me."
Wang Xu and the old yellow dog walked in front, and the zombies followed behind.
It was the time when the sun was setting, and the sunlight could no longer shine into the living room, so the range where zombies could be active was not small.
"I'll feed you in a while. After you're full, remember to go upstairs to swallow the moonlight, and don't wander around!" Wang Xu walked in front and said without looking back.
The level of the black-haired zombie is not low. Even if Wang Xu didn't feed it and got special hormones from the musical zombie, it could still understand simple commands.
For a zombie with an IQ equivalent to that of a 5-year-old child, being well fed is a great blessing, and even the jumping steps are a little lighter.
After a while, a person, a dog, and a zombie stood in the living room on the second floor.
The second floor and basement are places where no mediocre people are allowed to enter. Here are the evolutionary fluids hidden by Wang Xu, as well as blood bags prepared for zombies.
Taking out two 800cc blood bags, Wang Xu threw them out without any explanation.
The zombies held the blood packs in each hand, and stabbed them with their sharp corpse teeth.
Gudong, Gudong
The two blood bags were sucked dry in a few breaths, and the zombie seemed to be not full yet, rubbing its nails against the refrigerator door.
Listening to the harsh friction sound, Wang Xu frowned slightly and reprimanded: "I'm eating tomorrow, you have to learn moderation."
The zombie would definitely not understand such a profound question of moderation. It just knew that Wang Xu didn't want it to eat.
Seeing that there was no food left, the zombie rubbed his nails impatiently and breathed out gray-black corpse gas.
Wang Xu didn't pay attention at first, but with a startled glance, he suddenly discovered that there were a few gray hairs stuck to the corners of the zombie's mouth.
"What?" Wang Xu took two quick steps, opened the zombie's jaw, and looked into its mouth.
The hair is indeed gray and very short.
After discovering these things, Wang Xu trotted downstairs and came to the basement to take a look.
As far as I can see, there are several clumps of hair like this in the coffin where the zombie is lying, some of which are mixed with red blood.
A strange "squeak" sound was heard, and Wang Xu suddenly raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.
This is a gray mouse. I don’t know when it left a hole in the basement. When I saw some movement here, I ran out to take a look.
"It turns out to be a mouse!" After seeing the gray mouse, Wang Xu knew whose fur these hairs belonged to.
He kept the zombies in the basement, and the corrosive smell on them most likely attracted the attention of rats.
These mice didn't know that the rotten smell was not only rotten corpses, but also zombies. As a result, many rats and mice died from zombies.
"It seems like a zombie eating a mouse is not a good thing!" Wang Xu glanced at the zombie following him, took out the secret technique of corpse refining hidden in the coffin, and flipped through it with his hands.
It is recorded in the secret art of corpse refining that zombies kept in captivity should not be allowed to find food on their own, but should develop the habit of being fed by others.
Otherwise, once the zombies are extremely hungry, they are likely to go outside to look for food. Once the killing starts, it will be difficult to stop it.
The zombie raised by Wang Xu was transformed by Mrs. Ren. It turned into a zombie in the coffin, and the first person it saw was Wang Xu.
In its concept, there is no concept of becoming stronger by sucking human blood, so this kind of zombie is the easiest to raise and the least likely to betray its master.
"Roar!" Wang Xu just saw this and jumped out when he saw the rat zombie.
The mouse was so frightened that its bones were brittle, and it screamed and tried to run into the hole.
Unfortunately, the black-haired zombie was as fast as the wind. Before the mouse could run into the hole, it was caught by the zombie.
crunch, crunch
After catching the mouse, the zombie didn't hesitate at all, opened its mouth and stuffed the mouse inside.
Wang Xu rushed forward, grabbed the zombie's arm, and ordered: "You can only eat what I give you."
The "hungry" zombie conveys the emotion of hunger and is very resistant to Wang Xu's orders.
But Wang Xu did not back down, because he knew that he could not develop the habit of foraging for food on his own, otherwise he would not be able to control the zombie if it got wild.
"You are not allowed to eat. You are not allowed to eat anything without my order. I will feed you when you are hungry." Wang Xu tried his best to instill his meaning in an attempt to make the zombies understand his thoughts.
The zombie's heart was full of desire for blood. He looked at the mouse in his hand and then at Wang Xu beside him, with a look of struggle flashing in his eyes.
After a long time, Wang Xu's order prevailed. The zombies threw away the mouse in their hands and kept jumping around Wang Xu. Thoughts of hunger kept coming.
Wang Xu knew that if the zombie obeyed the order, he should give him a certain reward like an animal tamer.
So he quickly brought the zombie to the second floor, took out two bags of blood bags from the refrigerator, and emphasized again: "If you are hungry, I will give you food. You are not allowed to steal it yourself."
The "hungry" zombie conveys his thoughts, with the word "hungry" coming back and forth.
Wang Xu shook his head helplessly, threw the two blood bags over, and said: "The sun will set soon. After eating this, go to the balcony to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon. You are not allowed to go anywhere without my order. I will help you.
Block the mouse hole."
The zombie sucked up the blood bag in several mouthfuls, looked at him quietly for a while, and then jumped to the edge of the balcony.
By this time the sun had gone down and darkness began to cover the earth.
The zombie opened its mouth wide at the position of the moon, exhaling corpse air bit by bit, with an expression of enjoyment on its face.
Wang Xu looked at the old yellow dog. Under his command, the zombies knew that the old yellow dog could not be eaten and would not attack it actively.
After discovering that the old yellow dog didn't want to leave, Wang Xu stopped caring about it and jumped directly from the second floor, looking for stones on the lawn that could block the mouse hole.
After searching for a while, Wang Xu took the stones to the basement and filled the mouse hole inside with stones.
And just when he returned to the second floor again and planned to call Walter, a scene that shocked his jaw appeared.
The zombie is on the left, the old yellow dog is on the right, and the corpse dog is standing on the balcony, all mouthing at the moon.
Wang Xu thought he had seen it wrong, so he wiped his eyes and looked again. What he saw was that the old yellow dog was imitating the appearance of a zombie, vomiting the essence of the sun and the moon at the moon.
"Holy shit, the old yellow dog has really become a sperm?" Seeing this scene, Wang Xu was not afraid at all, but felt very strange.
After all, the old yellow dog is his dog, and it will also be his dog after becoming a spirit. This fact cannot be changed.
However, Wang Xu soon became confused again. If the old yellow dog became a spirit, how could he die of old age?
Could it be said that it has not become a spirit yet, but is just on the verge of becoming a spirit, and it has not yet taken a step forward, and will eventually die.
If you think about it this way, if you give it an injection and let the old yellow dog save his life, wouldn't it be a help to him?
Finally, if the old yellow dog is going to become a spirit, should he be happy, should he be happy, or should he be happy.
No matter how he thinks about it, Wang Xu thinks this is a good thing.