The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

A young man carrying a backpack, wearing a dark windbreaker and a black hat, suddenly emerged from the bushes nearby.

As he walked, he patted the weeds off his clothes, laughing and joking about how disgusting he was.

"This is in the middle of nowhere."

"They always get my clothes dirty."

"Hey."

then.

He walked straight to the tunnel entrance.

Stop.

"Hello, 104."

"Is he still alive?"

"Say something if you're still alive."

The words had barely left his mouth when...

Suddenly, a metallic-looking snake flew out of the tunnel at lightning speed and shot towards the face of the man in the hat.

With a "bang".

The immense impact sent the man in the hat's entire head flying.

But strangely enough...

The man remained standing in place, and no blood flowed from his neck.

One second, two seconds, three seconds later…

The man moved.

He raised his hand and moved his fingers.

next moment.

The head that flew off flew in a strange arc and landed back on the man's neck.

"Hey…"

He slightly adjusted his head and spoke in a somewhat wistful voice:

"Sure, 104."

"Judging from the speed of your attack, you've probably recovered quite a bit?"

As he spoke, his fingers twitched again.

On the other side, the hat hanging on the treetop suddenly flew back.

It landed squarely on his head.

"It seems that this kind of small, remote place suits you best."

"It took such a big incident to attract even a little bit of attention."

"Unlike me, I get run around like a dog just because I found a few toys, hahaha..."

He laughed for a while, then, finding no one responding to him from inside the cave, he wasn't embarrassed. He took a sandwich from his bag, sat down on a nearby rock, and began eating as he spoke:

Actually...

"Thinking about it, you're still the one who's more comfortable."

"I just take on a task and squat here."

"It's okay if I don't come out for a year or two, unlike me..."

He rambled on and on.

then.

After finishing the sandwich.

He stood up and patted the dust off his pants.

Then I opened the backpack and emptied everything out.

About four or five balls covered in lime powder rolled onto the ground.

"All right."

"The message has been delivered, and the hearts of these extraordinary individuals have been sent to you. Now I..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he noticed the long tongue sticking out of the hole and throwing something at him, and he seemed to remember something.

A sheepish smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Sorry sorry."

"I almost forgot."

As he spoke, he stuffed the items into his pocket, then reached into his backpack and pulled out a silver card with the number '19' printed on it, holding it in his hand.

Then flick it gently.

The card vanished instantly, and then a large hole exploded in the rock beside the tunnel with a loud 'boom'.

At the same time, the man straightened his hat and chuckled as he made a comment.

"congratulations."

"From now on, I should call you Mr. Number 19."

.........

Chapter Forty-Six: It's called a coffin board.

Dijia encountered a strange person.

It's only early autumn, but the weather is still hot.

He was wearing a large windbreaker, a black hat, and wrapped himself up tightly, standing by the roadside with a backpack.

Is it cold?

She stood behind the counter in the cake shop, glancing down at her short-sleeved shirt and skirt.

It seems alright.

He was muttering to himself.

Then there was a 'ding-a-ling' sound.

The door to the cake shop was pushed open.

"Welcome..."

The last word was paused, because Di Jia looked up and saw that the person who entered was actually the same young man who had been standing by the roadside.

I was momentarily stunned.

"Meiliyuan Cake Shop..."

"What would you like to eat?"

however.

The other person didn't seem to be interested in buying a cake; they just glanced at the layout of the cake shop and then walked over to the counter.

She looked over with a smile through her long, narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes.

"Miss."

"Excuse me."

Do you know how to get to the waterworks?

Waterworks?

Xiao Dijia was stunned for a moment when she heard the name.

"It seems to be in the development zone..."

She paused for a moment as she spoke.

"Wait a minute, let me ask for you."

then.

Without waiting for a response, she opened the kitchen door.

"Sister Tian!"

Do you know how to get to the waterworks?

...

"Route 26?"

"Terminal station?"

"Oh, okay, thank you, Sister Tian."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the young man in front of the bar.

Smiling, she said:

"Once you're outside, turn right, cross one traffic light, and wait for bus number 26 at the first stop on your right. Just ride it to the last stop."

Such a detailed explanation.

The young man seemed satisfied and thanked him with a smile.

Then, without waiting for a response, the other party spoke again:

"As a token of my gratitude, I can grant you one wish."

"No, no, no," Xiao Dijia waved her hand somewhat fearfully.

"It's just a small favor, a simple act of kindness."

"real."

But the other party wouldn't leave.

I stood there quietly, waiting for her response.

This made Xiao Dijia a little embarrassed.

I glanced back at the boss, who was busy in the kitchen.

"or."

"Just buy a cake."

It is clear.

This answer took the young man somewhat by surprise.

Then, I saw him look down and touch his pocket.

When I looked up again.

He gave a gentle smile.

"Ok."

"I'll grant your wish."

.........

One hour later.

When Little Dijia told this story to a butcher woman...

The other person was sitting by the pool, carefully sharpening a knife while making small talk.

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