65 "Father, is this?" ...”

The teenage zombie opened his mouth and looked at the strange space in front of him that was entwined by streamers, very confused.

Demon Qin Yang cracked his teeth and smiled: "Boy, this is the first step of our great cause. ”

"First step?" Teenage zombies don't quite understand.

"Yes, the space I created is parallel to the Netherworld, so they can't enter our world from the underworld, but we are intersecting with the human world, so they can still find us in the human world, so I let you not leave here for more than a hundred years, in order to protect you, and at the same time, it is also for the formation of this space."

"Is there anything special about this space?"

"Beautiful."

“......”

"Of course, it's useless to be pretty, and its biggest role is to help us choose talents."

"Talent?"

"Yes, we need some strong souls, some strong souls for us, for some souls who will enter the black soil abyss in the future, so we must be strong."

"Father means that we are still in hiding, but we can use this space to absorb the living and train them to be slaves for our use?"

"Smart, my son who won the hook is really genetically outstanding, hahaha~~!"

I see....

Qin Yang watched from the side and quickly understood.

Look at the square here, only the size of a house, and it is circled up and you know that it does not plan to expand, which is obviously the origin of the Blood Curse Apartment.

He guessed correctly, this was indeed a hellish apartment.

Half a month later, a group of migrant workers poured in, all with pale faces, full of fangs, and looking full of resentment.

Qin Yang was a little surprised, and at the same time understood something.

Aren't these guys the vampires of the Dracula clan, who seem to have been trained for a long time, and it turns out that they have premeditated and planned to collect a batch of free coolies.

"Damn, Frank, I haven't sucked blood in a hundred years, and I'm still working as an excavator like a piece of shit, I'm really fed up!"

"Forget it, the zombie king sent you a girl last month!"

"What's the use of that, you can't eat it!"

"Why?"

"It's good to be paired, you can't do anything else except do it!"

"That's not bad, I'm so old that I don't even have to do it!"

"Shit, how do you feel about fucking you with a chocolate sandwich?"

"Oh, my Satan, this kind of thing is unbearable!"

Vampires are zombies after all, powerful and fast, and the house is well repaired, and soon an apartment is coming out, looking like a petty bourgeoisie from the 17th century Renaissance.

"Prince Jema is !!"

The vampires knelt down and learned the standard Chinese way of greeting, at which point the zombie boy also changed into a set of high-ranking official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty and made a flat gesture towards the bottom.

"It's done, and you've worked hard, so let's take a few days off, go out and want to bite people, and gather in a week, do you understand?"

"Thank you, Prince Long!"

The vampires dispersed, and the corners of Qin Yang's mouth twitched.

It took a whole day to accept the fact that this Jema was actually his own son, so when he thought about Teng recommending himself to Gema, his feelings were very complicated.

The next step is to connect with modern history.

"Phew, it stinks, why do the people in this place stink so much?"

"No, we need to find something clean!"

The vampires went out on the street to catch prey, but found that in the early Qing Dynasty, because they had fought for too long, there was no ordinary person who liked to wash white, although the blood was the same, but the process of sucking blood was like a human squatting in a pile of to eat, which was really a bad scenery.

Civilians are too stinky, businessmen are too fat, and only officials can suck them.

So the officials suffered.

During the Shunzhi period, the zombie tide began, zombies were infested everywhere, a Qing Dynasty literati who never believed in gods and ghosts, one day he got drunk and fell into a pool of dog blood, and vaguely saw a white-faced fanged monster in an official uniform.

He was so frightened that he almost became incontinent, thinking that he was going to die, but the strange thing was that the monster only rubbed it on him a few times, and then threw a bad stinky word, and ran away with his nose pinched.

Since then, there has been a legend that the blood of the black dog can drive away zombies, and this person has only taken a bath once a year since then, and the most rare thing is that he wrote a book, which is now the public's favorite reading, this book is called "Strange Tales from Liaozhai".

During this time, the officials who sprayed perfume in the last dynasty became the favorite food of the group of vampires, and the zombies did not like the smell, so the vampires bit the officials, and the officials who became zombies also bit the officials, and then a large number of zombies in official uniforms came at this time.

"Dizzy, it turns out that my son made these things, I'm a little sorry for Uncle Nine." Qin Yang was embarrassed.

Of course, this is just a few minor twists and turns.

Zombies are soulless, soulless things are rootless, different from ghosts, ghosts can also improve themselves through resentment, zombies are destined to not improve from the moment they are born, and they will be at this level for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, the zombies have been almost killed by Yin Cha before the Republic of China, there is no need to be afraid, what is terrible is the living zombies, that is, the zombies with souls, whose scientific name is living ghosts.

The Bloodcurse Apartment was created to create living ghosts.

In the days that followed, the apartment entered the testing phase, which was the 19th century, and although there were many wars in the human world, the period when there were the fewest spikes, until the beginning of the 20th century.

The apartment was finally launched.

On the streets of Munich, Germany, a 17-year-old boy stood on the street and shouted: "Sell paintings, sell paintings, this "Spring in Munich" only sells for ten marks, miss it!" ”

The sun was violent, but no one came to see it, if he couldn't sell it anymore, not only would he not have food today, but he would still be left on the streets, which he couldn't bear.

Unfortunately, despite his efforts, he still couldn't sell one, and he felt the ridicule of a non-Germanic people.

"Damn, don't let me find a chance!"

The boy gritted his teeth and put away the painting, gritted his teeth and walked back, thinking about where to stay tonight, when suddenly the shadow moved, and then quickly left his body and drilled somewhere.

Startled, he ran after him.

It was an apartment, a fairly comfortable one, and it was the most beautiful place he had ever seen.

When I entered the apartment, the hall was full of people, and I was not surprised to see him come in, but there was a little more sympathy in my eyes.

"Hello, my name is Albert." A young man who was some older than him stretched out a palm and smiled.

"Adolf." The boy responded politely, but did not reach out.

"Hello newcomer, welcome to Hell!"

Gemma patted him on the shoulder and smiled.