Looking back on the past, a hundred years of time is just a flick of a finger.

Seventy years seems like a long time, and it doesn't seem like a long time.

Bai Luo walked out of the ancient tomb and raised his hand to cover the slightly dazzling sunlight, which had not seen the sun for a hundred years, making Bai Luo a little uncomfortable with the sun.

The outside world seems to change a lot, and standing on the top of the hill, you can clearly see the high-rise buildings in the city in the distance.

Bai Luo turned his head, looked at the little zombie hiding in the cave and didn't dare to come out, smiled slightly, raised his hand, and drew a light avoidance spell in the air, which fell on the little zombie.

Among the Maoshan Taoist techniques, there are naturally the techniques of raising ghosts and driving out corpses, and the light avoidance spell allows ghosts and zombies to move freely during the day.

"Alright, now you can come out......"

The little zombie came to the tomb fifty years ago and dealt with ghosts every day, and A-Ying only lived to be sixty years old before dying of illness.

The yin qi in the ancient tomb is very heavy, but it is suitable for the cultivation of little zombies, and at night, the little zombies will also run to the entrance of the ancient tomb to absorb the essence of moonlight.

Fifty years later, although the baby zombie is still afraid of the sun, he has become like a normal human child.

The little zombie walked out of the tomb with some cringe, and his little arm tentatively stretched out in the sun, and when he realized that the sunlight really didn't hurt him, he jumped out excitedly.

Bai Luo gently pressed the little zombie's head, "From now on, you have to learn to walk like a human." ”

"Dad, why?"

Bai Luo: "......"

The first word that the little zombie learned was Master, and the second sentence was Dad.

Master naturally refers to Uncle Ying, and Uncle Ying is of great significance to the little zombie.

And dad is the little zombie's name for Bai Luo, Bai Luo wanted to correct the little zombie more than once, telling him to call him brother, but the little zombie just looked at Bai Luo and said, "Master asked me to call it that." ”

For Uncle Ying's words, the little zombie will never disobey.

In this regard, Bai Luo can only let the little zombie go.

"I'll take you to live in a human city, so you have to learn human behavior and don't let others know that you're a zombie."

"Oh......"

The little zombie struggled to move his steps, learning to bend his knees, and his steps were a little staggering, like a baby who had just learned to walk.

Glancing at the ancient tomb behind him that had been sleeping for a hundred years, Bai Luo picked up the little zombie and strode down the mountain.

"Cher, I'm here......"

Xue'er's soul has the breath of Bailuo, so Bailuo can easily feel Xue'er's location.

It is, not far from Jianghai City.

……

Looking at the streets where people come and go, Bai Luo's expression is a little trance, is it already a modern society......

The clothes on him and the little zombie look out of place with the surroundings, and the little zombie has a Qing Dynasty hairstyle.

Fortunately, cosplay is a common thing in this era, and everyone just glanced at Bailuo and the little zombie with some curiosity, and then continued to be busy.

The pace of life in the city is fast ......

Bai Luo walked into a barber shop with the little zombie in his arms, and half an hour later, went to the clothing store to buy clothes and walked into the bathhouse.

21st century money, in the white storage space, there are still a few.

Although the world is different, the good thing is that there is no difference in currency.

Looking at the outfit of himself and the little zombie, Bai Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Walking into a black Internet café, Bai Luo turned on the computer, and his fingers began to tap rapidly on the keyboard.

He and the little zombie need identity information.

Moreover, it takes some skill to get close to Cher......

After all the operations were completed, Bai Luo went to the police station to apply for an ID card and found a rented house to rent.

Two bedrooms and one living room, where he and the little zombie live, are enough.

……

Bai Luo took the little zombie and sat on a park bench, the two of them wore peaked caps on their heads, like thieves, and looked into the distance secretly.

As the sun set, the golden light stained the ground, and at the end of the line of sight, a little girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, carrying a schoolbag, was jumping towards this side.

Bai Luo looked at the familiar delicate cheeks, his vision was a little hazy, and the whole person was stunned in place, until Xue'er passed by the park and walked into the villa not far away, Bai Luo came back to his senses.

Bai Luo suddenly remembered what the host had said to him at the beginning, waiting for a hundred years......

He counted the time and slept for a whole hundred years, not more than a day, no more than a day, but when he woke up again, Cher was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

This host ...... It seems to be a bit old-fashioned......

"Dad, who is she?"

"She's your future mom......"

Bai Luo replied casually, only then did he react and remind the little zombie: "In the future, in front of outsiders, you are not allowed to call my father ......"

His current appearance is about twenty years old, but sometimes, for a man, twenty-seven or eight and twenty-one and twelve, from the appearance, there is not much difference.

Therefore, if the little zombie still calls his father, I am afraid that everyone will think that the little zombie is really his son.

Naturally, he didn't care what others thought, but once Xue'er thought so, he didn't have a chance at all......

Although Xue'er didn't drink Meng Po soup, after all, she had walked the Nai He Bridge, and although the memories of her previous life still existed in the depths of Xue'er's mind, she still needed to work hard in vain if she wanted to remember it.

And before Cher remembers everything, Bai Luo must make a good enough impression on Cher .

Moreover, you must find a way to get close to Xue'er, his Xue'er is so beautiful and cute, there must be many people who are worried about it......

Bai Luo inexplicably felt that he had a sense of immediacy that was weird......

Isn't he abducting an ignorant girl?

Doesn't count, does it?

Well, it doesn't count!

Bai Luo gave himself the answer.

"Dad, it was Master who asked me to call you that......"

Bai Luo supported his forehead, and came to this trick again.

Forget it, it's better for him to pay attention to himself in the future, anyway, if he dates Cher, it's impossible to bring the big light bulb of the little zombie.

Bai Luo looked at the little zombie, and suddenly remembered that the little zombie didn't have a name yet, and thinking of Ah Ying, Bai Luo said: "In the future, I will call you Xiao Shi......"

The name on the little zombie's ID card is three words typed out by Bai Luo, and it seems to be called Hu Batian......

……

Early the next morning, Bai Luo left the little zombie alone in the rental house, came to the door of a villa, and gently rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by a woman in her thirties, her skin was well maintained, and the years did not seem to have left traces on her face, she looked intellectual and beautiful, and there was a touch of mature charm.

Bai Luo smiled brightly, "Hello Auntie, I'm a student at Jianghai University, are you looking for a tutor?" ”

This is his future mother-in-law, and he must keep smiling.

Bai Luo showed his forged student ID and transcript, and successfully got the position of tutor, and what he wanted to teach was naturally Xue'er, who was still in the second year of junior high school......

(End of chapter)