Ah Tao locked herself in the coffin for a whole week, and for a week she was addicted to the news that Cangli was really alive, she couldn't control herself at all, and even excitedly wanted to kill a few people and suck a few mouthfuls of blood.

Of course, if she did this, Cangge would definitely spray her to death first.

She just wants to stay with Cangli now, talk, and don't want anyone or any zombies to disturb them.

Feiji came to knock on Ah Tao's coffin lid every day, and after knocking on the coffin lid, he walked around the street, looked at the scenery, and appreciated the cultural landscape of the zombie dynasty.

On this day, he suddenly slipped in front of the door of the zombie school, and through the heavy wooden door and layers of curtains, he could smell the evil aura of the group of zombies.

He felt it roughly, obediently

All the zombies here are here.

He looked up and saw that the four gilded characters on the tall door plaque were more flashing than his smooth head: Zombie Academy.

A Taoist priest is teaching a group of zombies to learn to read?

Fei Ji couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He strode open the door and walked inside.

At that time, the zombies were trying to learn how to look like they were in class but were actually sleeping

When I looked up by chance, I suddenly found that the school was a lot brighter.

On closer inspection, the brightness comes from a large, smooth and round head.

The zombie tiger body was shocked, and the monk!!

Don't say that there is a Taoist priest, where is there another monk.

It's all natural enemies!

This day is not to let us zombies have a good time!

Why don't you just come to a few more immortals to get together and play mahjong!

Stumble!

Feiji stood next to Zhang Zhang with a smile and said to Zhang Zhang: "It's been a long time since I see Daochang Zhang." ”

"Yes." Zhang Zhang reacted coldly.

"What are you teaching them?" Non-Ji came interested.

"The Three Character Sutra."

"Oh, are you tired? Why don't you take a temporary place for you? ”

Zhang Zhang thought about it and nodded.

He hadn't seen Tao for several days and wanted to see him.

The monk sent Zhang Zhang away, turned around and looked at a bunch of zombies, and floated a kind and compassionate smile, "It's not interesting to learn the three-character scripture, today the poor monk teaches you how to chant the Buddha, this person should be compassionate, be a zombie should also be compassionate, the saint does not seek the Buddha, the fool does not seek the Buddha, the fool does not seek the Buddha."

Zhong Zhuang shed tears of remorse, they were wrong, they shouldn't dislike Daochang Zhang, Daochang, you are fat

The summer of the Tang Dynasty is hot, and the green willow trees stretch their waists, like a graceful and charming girl.

In addition to the zombie school in the Tang Dynasty, which is a place with its own shade, Ah Tao's palace is also a good place to be cool and comfortable.

She has a cooling effect all over her body.

Spreading out from her coffin, the whole palace was shady and cool, extremely comfortable.

The little steamed bun was lying on the coffin lid dreaming and drooling.

Tao is obsessed with the colorful light.

Everyone was happy, only Cangge's face was calm.

The red-haired zombie next to her seemed to sense that something was wrong in her heart, and kept guarding her, gently and gently caressing her.

The fiery red hair almost surrounded her completely.

Zhang Zhang walked in.

After greeting Cangge, he went straight to the white jade coffin.

Looking at the small steamed bun on the coffin lid, Zhang Zhang furrowed his brows: "This child is"

The little steamed bun turned over and continued to sleep.

Cangge blinked and said, "Ah Tao's son." ”