Zombies are lazy beings, and if you don't alarm them, they can sleep in their coffins for hundreds of years.

When Wang Xu took the old yellow dog to the basement, the zombie was still sleeping in the coffin, and it didn't even wake it up when the door opened.

"Get up!" Wang Xu was connected with the zombie, and a message was sent out in his heart.

In the next second, the coffin lid was bounced off with a "boom", and a zombie wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform with a black and purple face stood up straight from the coffin.

"Hungry..."The moment he saw Wang Xu, the idea of hunger was transmitted.

Wang Xu walked around the zombie a few times, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Keep up." ”

Wang Xu and the old yellow dog walked in front, and the zombies jumped and followed behind.

At this time, it is the time of sunset, and the sunlight can no longer shine in the living room, and the range of zombies that can be active is not small.

"I'll let you eat in a while, and when you're full, remember to go upstairs to spit out the moonlight, and don't walk 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 give him food and got a special hormone from the music zombie, it can understand it with a simple order.

For zombies with IQ equivalent to that of a 5-year-old child, it is a great happiness to be able to eat enough, and even the jumping steps are a little brisker.

A moment later, a man, a dog, and a zombie stood in the living room on the second floor.

The second floor and the basement are all places where mere people are not allowed to enter, there is the evolution liquid hidden by Wang Xu, and the blood bag prepared for zombies.

took out two 800CC blood bags, Wang Xu threw them out without saying anything.

One by one, the zombie grabbed the blood bag in his hand, and the sharp corpse teeth stabbed down violently.

Goo knock, goo knock...

The two blood packets were sucked dry in a few breaths, and the zombies seemed to have not eaten enough, rubbing their fingernails against the door of the refrigerator.

Listening to the harsh friction sound, Wang Xu frowned slightly, and reprimanded: "Tomorrow you are eating, you have to learn moderation." ”

With such a profound question of moderation, the zombie must not understand, it just knows that Wang Xu doesn't want it to eat.

Seeing that there was nothing to eat, the zombie rubbed its nails impatiently, swallowing the gray-black corpse gas.

Wang Xu didn't care about it at first, but at a glance, he suddenly found that there were a few gray hairs sticking to the corners of the zombie's mouth.

"What's that?" Wang Xu took two quick steps, broke the zombie's jaw, and looked at its mouth.

The hair, sure enough, is gray hair, and it is very short.

Finding these things, Wang Xu trotted downstairs and came to the basement to take a look.

In the coffin where the zombie was lying, there were several such hairs, some of which were mixed with red blood.

"Squeak..." came from a strange sound, Wang Xu raised his head sharply and looked towards the source of the sound.

It was a gray rat that had left a hole in the basement at some point, and ran out to take a look when it saw movement here.

"It turned out to be a mouse!" After seeing the gray mouse, Wang Xu knew whose hair it was.

The zombies were kept in the basement by him, and the corrosive smell on his body attracted the attention of rats.

These rats don't know that it is not only rotting corpses that smell of rot, but also zombies, and as a result, many rat brothers and rats have died in the zombies' mouths.

"Zombies eat rats, which doesn't seem like a good thing!" Wang Xu glanced at the zombies following behind, took out the secret technique of alchemy hidden in the coffin, and flipped through it with his hands.

It is recorded in the secret art of corpse refining that captive zombies should try not to let them forage for food on their own, and should develop the habit of being fed by others.

Otherwise, once the zombie is extremely hungry, it is likely to go outside to find food, and once the killing ring is opened, it will be difficult to stop.

The zombie raised by Wang Xu was made by the old lady Ren, and it became a zombie in the coffin, and the first person he saw was Wang Xu.

In its concept, there is no concept that sucking human blood can become stronger, so this kind of zombie is the best to raise, and it is also the least likely to betray its owner.

"Roar!" As soon as Wang Xu saw this, he pounced on the zombie of the rat.

The rat was so frightened that his bones were crispy, and he screamed and tried to run into the hole.

It's a pity that the black-haired zombie is as fast as the trend, and before the mouse can run into the hole, it was caught by the zombie.

Crunchy...

After catching the mouse, the zombie did not hesitate at all, opened its mouth and stuffed the mouse inside.

Wang Xu rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed the zombie's arm, and ordered: "Only what I give you can be eaten." ”

"Hungry..."The zombie conveyed the mood of hunger and resisted Wang Xu's order very much.

But Wang Xu didn't flinch, because he knew that he couldn't develop the habit of foraging for food by himself, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control it if he was wild.

"Don't eat, you can't eat anything without my orders, I'll feed you when you're hungry." Wang Xu instilled his meaning as much as possible, trying to make the zombies understand his thoughts.

The zombie's heart was full of thirst for blood, looked at the mouse in his hand, and then looked at Wang Xu on the side, and his eyes flashed with struggle.

After a long time, it was Wang Xu's order that prevailed, and the zombie threw away the mouse in his hand, and kept jumping around Wang Xu, and the idea of hunger kept coming.

Wang Xu knew that the zombie obeyed the order, and he should be like a beast trainer and give a certain reward.

So he quickly took the zombie to the second floor, took out two more bags of blood from the refrigerator, and emphasized again: "If you are hungry, I will give you food, and you are not allowed to eat it secretly." ”

"Hungry...", the zombie passed on his thoughts, and the word hungry was used back and forth.

Wang Xu shook his head helplessly, threw the two blood packets over, and said: "The sun will go down soon, after eating this, go to the balcony to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and don't walk around without my order, I'll help you plug the mouse hole." ”

The zombie sucked up the blood bag in a few bites, looked at him quietly for a while, and jumped to the edge of the balcony.

By this time the sun had already set, and the night had begun to cover the land.

The zombie opened its mouth wide at the position of the moon, swallowing the corpse gas one by one, with an expression of enjoyment on its face.

Wang Xu looked at the old yellow dog, under his order, the zombie knew that the old yellow dog could not be eaten, and would not take the initiative to attack it.

After finding that the old yellow dog didn't want to leave, Wang Xu didn't care about it anymore, jumped down directly from the second floor, and looked for stones on the lawn that could block the mouse hole.

After looking for a while, Wang Xu took the stones to the basement and filled the mouse holes inside with stones.

And just as he was returning to the second floor to make a call to Walter, a jaw dropping appeared with him.

The zombie is on the left, the old yellow dog is on the right, and a corpse and a dog are standing on the balcony, all gulping at the moon.

Wang Xu thought that he had seen it wrong, wiped his eyes and looked again, and his eyes were still the old yellow dog learning to look like a zombie, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon at the moon.

"Damn, the old yellow dog is really a sperm?" Seeing this scene, Wang Xu was not afraid at all, but felt very wonderful.

After all, the fact that the old yellow dog is his dog, and Chengjing is also his dog, cannot be changed.

However, Wang Xu was soon confused again, if the old yellow dog became a sperm, how could he die of old age.

Could it be that it has not yet become a sperm, but it is on the verge of becoming a sperm, and it is still one step away from it, and it is about to die.

If this is the case, I gave it an injection and let the old yellow dog pick up a life, wouldn't it help it.

In the end, if the old yellow dog wants to become a sperm, should he be happy, should he be happy, or should he be happy.

No matter how you think about it, Wang Xu thinks this is a good thing.