"Fang, Fangxiang! You? ”

The fat man's body paused slightly, and the wooden sword in his hand subconsciously blocked in front of him.

Fang Xiang hurriedly said: "Fatty, you listen to my explanation, it all has to start with the date that day." ”

"Don't say it, I'll ask you a word!"

The fat man's expression was solemn.

"Whoa!"

Fang Xiang's face sank, and his strength in pinching the starving ghost increased a little: "You ask." ”

The fat man leaned forward and raised his hand to support the frame of his glasses: "Are you still the Fang Xiang I know?" ”

"Poof! Fatty, I told you, when you pretend to be forced, don't hold on to the frame of your glasses, it's really low! ”

"Really? How do I think that's cool! ”

The fat man didn't forget to pose for it.

"I was bitten that day."

He looked at the fat man with an indifferent expression.

"Xu Wantao bites?"

"How do you know?"

Fang Xiang didn't expect the other party to hit the nail on the head.

The fat man spread his hands: "You let me stay away from her, isn't it because of this?" ”

Fang Xiang nodded: "I won't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu has become a zombie, you can watch it." I remember you saying that your family is an exorcist. ”

He looked at the wooden sword in the other party's hand and knew that the fat man was chasing the starving ghost back.

"Are you Fang Xiang?"

"Of course."

"What about zombies?"

"Aren't you subduing demons?"

"Did you hurt someone?"

"I haven't had time to hurt anyone."

"Then wait until you hurt someone."

Fang Xiang showed a smile on his face: "Okay, wait for me to hurt the heavens and reason, and bring you together for the sake of harming the world!" ”

"Death is not right, believe it or not, Lao Tzu stabbed you to death with a sword."

The fat man has no good airway.

"Wait, we still have an account to settle."

"What?"

Fang Xiang was a little confused.

The fat man stared at him stunned: "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?" ”

"I'm not afraid you're worried about ......"

The fat man interrupted him directly, waved the carpenter in his hand, and shouted: "Worry about a fart!" Don't talk about such a big thing! What should I do if I hurt you by mistake? Made's mentally retarded thing! ”

"Haha, calm, calm."

"By the way, how can you still be human after being bitten?"

"I don't know."

The fat family is a professional exorcist family, and they understand that zombies who can maintain their humanity are generally from zombie families.

It stands to reason that people who are bitten into zombies will be corroded by the poison of the corpse, and eventually they will become unconscious zombies.

This was also the reason why he was vigilant when he saw Fang Xiang just now.

But this guy, in addition to the rich corpse aura on his body and the long black nails, where does he look like a zombie?

"Damn, you don't have zombie blood in your body, do you?"

The fat man stared at Fang Xiang and looked at it, if it was said that it was a hidden bloodline, it might not have been discovered.

Fang Xiang was stunned for a moment, thinking that Momo also said that he had zombie blood.

It seems that he needs to check this matter with his family.

The conversation between his parents that happened to him before seemed to have something to do with it.

At the time, they were vague and did not explain.

Fang Xiang now knows that there is a chance that this matter will be nine times out of ten.

To be honest, he is still a little difficult to accept, after all, from normal people to zombies, this gap is too big.

At this moment, the hungry ghost who Fang wanted to hold in his hand said weakly: "Two big brothers, have you talked enough, there is another one here." ”

"Oh."

Fang wanted to smile with the Buddha, so his eyes fell on it.

"You give it to me, this guy caused me to run all night, and when I climbed over the wall, my clothes were also scratched! See if I don't throw it in the pan and fry it! ”

The fat man rolled up his sleeves and rushed over angrily.

"Wait!"

Fang Xiang raised his hand to stop the fat man.

The fat man looked at him: "What are you doing?" Do you want to eat it? ”

Zombies feed on ghosts, and it's no wonder that fat people have this idea.

The starving ghost in Fang Xiang's hand struggled desperately.

"Don't eat me, don't eat me!"

Don't say it, Fang Xiang's stomach gurgled when he looked at this shriveled black and thin starving ghost.

He said to himself: his stomach is too angry.

"This thing has devoured the souls of a lot of living people, it should be cut with a thousand knives, if you want to eat it, take it and eat it."

After saying that, the fat man put away the peachwood sword, walked back to his bedside, and began to change clothes.

"If you feel awkward, you can take it out to eat."

Take it out to eat?

Fang Xiang's face twitched, that is, a fat man could say such a thing.

But he really can't be here, after all, he can't tell the fat man about the tricky system.

Just now, Momo communicated with him through his spiritual power, warning him that he couldn't tell the other party about the tricky system, otherwise the fat man might be recorded by the tricky system, and the object of the trick next time would become him.

"Then I'll take it out."

Fang Xiang said to the fat man, and walked towards the door.

"Wait."

The fat man suddenly stopped him.

Fang Xiang looked back with a smile: "What, you want to eat too?" I don't mind being with you. ”

"Eat your sister!"

As soon as the fat man saw that shriveled face, he was unhappy for a while, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's lack of exercise recently, how could he be so embarrassed by a weak chicken?

"Don't eat me, don't eat my ......"

The starving ghost's struggle didn't work at all, and it could only babble and try to resist.

"Cut, stupid!"

He even forgot that he had been teased by such a stupid ghost last night, and his gaze turned to Fang Thought, "Will you let go of the corpse?" ”

Fang Xiang frowned: "It doesn't seem to be." ”

The fat man groaned: "There are many people from exorcist families in Xuancheng, if you meet other exorcists, zombies like you with no background will inevitably cause trouble, but fortunately, I am responsible for the school, just don't go out." ”

"Okay! The younger brother will rely on you in the future! Fang Xiang gave him a reassuring expression, and then waved his hand in a chic manner: "I'll go first!" ”

"Go, go, go."

Looking at Fang Xiang's back, the fat man's heart tightened inexplicably.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that something seemed to be between the two of them.

Are things wrong with people? It's not, Fang Xiang is still Fang Xiang.

Either way, I'm on your side.

The fat man turned around and fell on the bed, he put his glasses aside, and stroked his big belly back and forth: "I've been busy all night, I have to catch up on sleep." ”

It didn't take long for a snoring sound to be heard in the room.

Fang wanted to know that there was an idle dormitory on the top floor of the boys' dormitory.

That floor is used for graduate students, and there is basically no one.

He led the starving ghost to the top floor.

"Master!"

"I'll go, what are you doing!"

Fang Xiang was thinking about things just now, but he was really startled by Momo, and the starving ghost in his hand was almost thrown out.

"Follow up on the progress of the mission, do you have a solution?"

"Of course."

"Are you looking for something to eat for it?"

Momo thought that the task required to support the starving ghost, so he thought that he should be looking for food for him.

"Hmm."

Fang Xiang walked upstairs with his head bored, and in the empty staircase, his footsteps circled.

"It eats people's souls, so it's better to go to places with a lot of people."

Momo ran to Fang Xiang to block the way.

Hearing their conversation, the Hungry Ghost's body shook.

What's wrong?

This zombie doesn't eat itself, but also finds food for itself?

"You'll find out later, I'll make sure he's full!"

Fang Xiang showed a light smile on his face and continued to walk upstairs.

Momo looked at the smile on Fang Xiang's face, and knew what he was thinking.

She subconsciously glanced at the starving ghost, and felt that it was a little pitiful.

The starving ghost raised his head, just met her eyes, and a chill inexplicably arose in his heart.