Chapter 4

I have a problem with this person, that is, when I get angry, I am not afraid of anything.

My dead ghost father said that I lacked a sutra and didn't know what it means to be afraid of death. He even chased and beat five boys from the same village, scaring them so much that they cried.

In short, I was so courageous that when I saw something being robbed, I rushed over with a groan.

Press directly on the zombie's body and reach out to grab the phone.

As if he had been petrified, he let me grab him without moving, and still stared at me.

Should zombies be scared too?

"Why are you staring at me?"

Glaring at him, he opened the text message, and it was a message from his grandfather: Are you in the coffin?
He just reacted, right?
Damn!

I gritted my teeth and poked the screen to reply: Yes, in the coffin.

There is also a zombie, your granddaughter is about to be gnawed by a zombie, no one will see you off, hum!
"Ding!"

Grandpa came back very quickly this time: Hey, I don't believe it, unless you take a picture and let me see.

I:"……"

Photograph?

I take pictures with zombies?

Do you want to take a photo together and scare him to death?

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a pale face dangled in front of his eyes, his hands trembled in fright, and the phone almost fell.

"Lady, what kind of treasure is this, it can emit light and sound."

From just now until now, this handsome zombie has never done anything to me other than talking about being a lady and taking advantage of me.

Oh yes, he also stole my first kiss.

That's not the point, the point is that he doesn't look vicious, he doesn't look cold and wants to kill, but he is quite talkative, maybe he can let me go if we get along well.

"This is a mobile phone, and it can take photos together. How about we take a photo?"

Grandpa doesn't want to see the photo?
snort!
scare him to death.

He turned on the camera neatly and took pictures for him, not to mention, this guy is really photogenic, no need for beauty, just posting it without makeup can make him look handsome.

I directly sent the photo to the WeChat group in our village. I just sent it, and before I could type it, I saw someone reply.

A flower from the Ye family: "Hey, auntie, who is this beautiful boy, he is very handsome."

Little idiot: "Oh my god, fuck who is this, so handsome, I want to lick my screen."

The handsome guy in our village said, "My aunt's boyfriend."

Little idiot: "Wow, aunt, I want to pry into the corner of your wall."

"..."

This group of obsessed old and young men really don't give my aunt a face.

"See clearly, I'm lying in a coffin now.

This is our ancestor, who has been transformed into an old zombie that has never rotted for thousands of years. Whoever wants to pry the corner of the wall, come quickly. "

Gritting his teeth, he poked the screen of his phone to reply, and by the way @下外爸爸.

Look!
Don't you want a photo?

Yejia Yizhihua: "Wow, I have a date with a zombie."

The handsome guy in our village said: "Such a handsome zombie, enjoy yourself, grandma."

Little idiot: "In those years, why didn't I meet such a handsome zombie? It's not fair."

"..."

What can I say?

None of these bastards cared about other people's safety, they just cared about handsome men.

"Li Ge, are you really in the coffin?"

Grandpa has spoken.

see...

It's still my own family, I will call back immediately, and it will be replaced as if it were fake.

Afraid of not being convincing enough, I took a selfie and sent it: "It's in the coffin, you fucking put my aunt in the coffin."

"..."

"..."

The group was suddenly quiet!
Within a few seconds, the phone rang extremely coquettishly: "Come on, pretend...Anyway, there is..."

(End of this chapter)

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