Chapter 370 I don’t have a son like you
“Corpse chaser?”
A hint of curiosity appeared on Zhang Ling’s face, and he looked out.
When she was in Longhu Mountain, she heard a senior brother who liked to study "witchcraft" culture say: Corpse driving originated in western Hunan. In the earliest days, it was essentially a way of seeing off foreigners who had died in a foreign land and returned to their roots.
One day, Ying Gou, one of the four ancestors of zombies, established a zombie kingdom in the underworld and offered generous rewards to recruit zombies and buy them. This gave birth to the business of exorcising zombies all over the world. .
At the beginning, except for the corpse chasers in western Hunan, the corpse chasers from all over the world were looking for zombies who had no descendants alive and scattered in the wilderness, and sent them to the underworld.
As the business continues to develop, they sometimes take on some "fallen leaves return to their roots" tasks, gradually forming the scale they have today...
When the scale of the industry is large, it will naturally happen Attracted a large number of speculators.
They are like the dark lanterns of the industry, trampling on the perfect system. Under the trend of huge profits, countless corpse hunters with weak bottom lines transport corpses at all costs.
It is possible to do such immoral or cruel things as digging people's ancestral graves and practicing living corpses...
Later, it was said that a big boss in the Fengdu system got mad and single-handedly lowered the acquisition amount set by Yinggou, so that the harvest from driving the corpse to the underworld was far less than the deduction for bad ethics, and this was finally stopped. kind of collapse.
Everyone in the world is here for profit.
Everyone in the world is hustling for their own benefit.
Containing the source of profits is ten thousand times more effective than repeated orders or even the promulgation of laws and regulations...
Zhang Ling heard that the senior brother talked about a lot of corpse exorcism culture, but he didn't touch it once after he came down the mountain. I've been there before, but I never thought I'd hit it right here.
"You two, please give way. The Yin people are on their way, and the living people give way." The Taoist, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe and a black scarf hat, holding a bell in his left hand and a wine pot in his right hand, swayed in front of them and shouted loudly. Said: "The deceased is the greatest, please understand Solution."
"Dad~"
Qin Yao grabbed Zhang Ling's wrist and just retreated to the side, a crisp and childish voice suddenly sounded from the rear of the zombies, and there were three of them seven in one moment. The stunned people heard the sound and went away.
“Little zombie, it’s you again!!”
The corpse exorcist was the first to react, looking at the small figure not far away, quickly tied the wine gourd around his waist, and turned He drew out the mahogany sword with his hand and rushed towards it fiercely.
This guy followed him for more than a hundred kilometers, and would pop out to look for his father from time to time.
No matter what he said, no matter how he explained, the other party was like a muscle, biting him and not letting go, almost annoying him to death.
"Whoosh."
The corpse exorcist is very fast, and the little zombie is even faster. The small figure instantly turns into an afterimage, bypassing the corpse exorcist, and reaches Qin Dynasty at high speed. In front of Yao, he raised his head and shouted: "Dad~"
Qin Yao: "???"
Zhang Ling: "???"
At this moment, the corpse exorcist breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Qin Yao with eyes filled with gratitude.
What a good man.
A savior.
This slippery little bastard finally changed his target...
The corpse exorcist's nose felt sore for a while, and his eyes filled with tears!
“Dad, give me a hug.”
Standing in front of Qin Yao, the little zombie with round cheeks jumped up and down and opened his arms to Qin Yao.
Qin Yao's cheek twitched: "Don't yell so much, I don't know you at all!"
The request was not satisfied, and the little zombie was not angry either, jumping up and down. His legs rushed towards Qin Yao's thigh: "Dad, give me a hug..."
Qin Yao raised his right hand, pressed his palm firmly against the little zombie's head, raised his eyes and looked at the corpse exorcist: "Fellow Taoist, what's going on with him?"
The corpse exorcist shook his head, spread his hands and said, "Tao Friend, to be honest, I don’t know what’s going on with him.
A few days ago, when I was passing by a deep mountain, this guy suddenly appeared. He came out and chased my client and called him daddy.
At that time, the corpse suppressing talisman failed to control these clients. If my spiritual blood talisman had not worked at the critical moment, it would have been a catastrophe in an instant. .
From then on, this kid followed us wherever we went.
I tried to persuade him, but I couldn't persuade him; I tried to beat him, but he couldn't do it, but it made me sick. "
Qin Yao: "..."
This plot seems a bit familiar.
It's a pity that I can't remember which story it comes from!
< br>"Little guy, can you understand me? "After a while, Qin Yao lowered his head and looked at the little zombie.
I thought that the little zombies in Yizhuang were already small enough, but unexpectedly, the one in front of me was even smaller than that one, no more than four or five years old.
The little zombie nodded, took a step back, and tried his best to look at Qin Yao's face with his head raised, his eyes full of admiration.
Although Qin Yao's heart was as strong as iron, he couldn't bear this look. He said cruelly: "Why do you call me daddy?"
"Because you are my daddy. "The little zombie looked innocent.
"I'm not." Qin Yao said seriously.
"You are." The little zombie was more serious and serious.
The corpse exorcist looked at Qin Yao with pity. At this moment, he had already foreseen the miserable life of the other party in the future...
It is terrible to be haunted by ghosts.
Being entangled by zombies is also scary!
Although this little zombie looks a bit cute, and it doesn’t look lethal...
"What is your father like?" Qin Yao took a long breath and asked patiently.
"Tall and mighty." said the little zombie.
Qin Yao: "..."
What the hell?
So, all tall and mighty people are your father?
"What about other than that?"
"It's awesome." The little zombie said again.
Qin Yao had a headache and said: "The important point is appearance, I mean what does he look like?"
"Exactly the same as you."
Qin Yao: " …”
The gods are exactly the same!
"Fellow Taoist, you and your son are chatting first, while I continue on my way." The corpse exorcist pinched his thigh secretly, and then he suppressed laughter and waved his hand.
Qin Yao's heart moved, he pointed at the other party and said to the little zombie: "You came with him, not after me. Take a closer look and see who is your father."
< br>The corpse exorcist: "..."
Gan!
I regard you as a fellow Taoist, but you regard me as a scapegoat!
It flashed, it flashed...
Thinking of this, the corpse exorcist quickly shook the bell in his hand and took the zombies around.
At this time, don’t worry about the dead being the most important, let the living make way.
Getting rid of the big trouble of little zombies quickly is the right thing to do.
"Hey, brother, don't leave. You are the cause of this trouble. You have to help solve it!" Qin Yao shouted at his back.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the man walked faster, as if driving three times the speed, and was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Dad, give me a hug." At this time, the little zombie jumped up again with its short legs and looked at Qin Yao with longing.
"Let's go." Qin Yao ignored him and turned to Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling pursed his lips and looked at the cute little zombie reluctantly. He squatted down by mistake and, not knowing what he was thinking, said softly: "Call Mom."
"Mom." The little zombie shouted obediently. Qin Yao: "..."
Miss, what are you doing? ? ?
“Be good.”
When cuteness reaches a certain level, the attraction to women is simply fatal.
At this moment, Zhang Ling's heart almost melted when he heard this cute little guy calling him Mommy. He pulled him in front of him, kneaded his chubby little face and said.
Qin Yao really couldn't stand it anymore and said: "A Ling, stop playing."
"I'm not playing." Zhang Ling shook his head, with a trace of hope in his eyes: "Qin Sir, don't you think he is very cute? Do you love him?"
Qin Yao: "Yes, he is very cute, and what next?"
"Let's take him with us first..." Zhang Ling hesitated and didn't say anything. Say something like 'let's adopt him'.
Qin Yao said calmly: "Be sensible. We are not going out to play. We can take a child with us."
Zhang Ling is very sober and knows that his request is irrational, but there is a kind of magic in his eyes. It makes people want to stop: "Mr. Qin, I beg you, I won't let him hold us back."
Qin Yao: "..."
I have seen people who are obsessed with ghosts, This is the first time I’ve seen Corpse Fan Xinqiao!
"Dad..." The little zombie seemed to know the current situation and followed Zhang Ling to look at Qin Yao eagerly.
Qin Yao was silent for a moment and stretched out three fingers: "You can take him with you, but you must make an agreement."
"You say." Zhang Ling said.
"First, he can't call me daddy." Qin Yao pointed at the little zombie.
The little zombie paused for a moment, hesitated, and softly shouted: "Dad?"
Qin Yao: "..."
"Pfft!"
Zhang Ling couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing on the spot, and then waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth, stared at the little zombie and said: "It's not okay to call me Dad, it's not okay to call me Dad either. You have to call me Mr. Qin, or you can call me Brother Qin."
Little zombie: "???"
It can't understand either.
Why did my father suddenly become my brother?
“It’s just a title, it’s the same no matter what you call it.” Zhang Ling whispered to the little zombie.
The little zombie seemed to understand, but fortunately, he could still understand the situation and said: "Brother Qin."
Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction and raised his second finger: " Second, we... no, it should be me to be precise. I won't care about any of your needs, and you have no right to make any demands on me."
"Okay," said the little zombie.
"Third, I have no obligation to save you. If you insist on following us, if you encounter any danger, you can only hope for blessings. Do you understand?" Qin Yao said in a solemn voice.
"I understand." The little zombie actually didn't understand, but this did not prevent him from agreeing first.
Qin Yao: "Just understand... Aling, you are the one who kept him, and I will leave it to you to discipline him."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I We must take good care of him and prevent him from causing trouble for us!" Zhang Ling said quickly.
Qin Yao nodded slightly, looked up at the night sky: "Let's go, let's continue looking for a place to live..."
Zhang Ling took the initiative to hold the little zombie's hand, followed him step by step, and asked softly: "Little zombie, do you have a name?"
The little zombie shook his head.
"Can Mommy give you a name?"
"Okay, okay." The little zombie jumped happily.
Zhang Ling raised his head and glanced at the "child's father" in front of him, and said with a smile: "You have a round face, how about you call me Gungun? Qin Gungun..."
Qin Yao paused, turned his eyes and said, "I don't think it's possible!"
"Why not?" Zhang Ling was surprised.
"How can his surname be Qin?" Qin Yao said seriously.
Zhang Ling laughed dumbly: "That said, why can't his surname be Qin?"
Qin Yao shook his head: "Stop making trouble, this name is not good, it is easy to make people angry. A misunderstanding occurred.”
Zhang Ling was silent for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then call it Si Qin, thinking Si Qin, hardworking Qin. This name reminds him to think often and work hard."
Qin Yao: "... "
He felt that the name was not innocent, but the other party made it very clear from the beginning that Qin was Qin who was hardworking, not Qin Yao's Qin.
He had no reason to refute this.
"Si Qin, starting from today, you have a name, are you happy?" Seeing that he was speechless, Zhang Ling slowly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
"Happy, thank you Mom." Si Qin said obediently.
“My son is so good.” Zhang Ling praised.
Qin Yao: "..."
What the hell~
Doesn't the progress of your relationship require a process? !
After a long time.
The two people who were trekking all the way froze and finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. Under the guidance of Qin Yao, they quickly quickened their pace and came to Zhuangzi with two red lanterns hanging in front of the door.
“It’s a Yizhuang!” Zhang Ling looked up at the dusty plaque and whispered.
Qin Yao has lived in Yizhuang for several years and does not shy away from this: "I'm going to knock on the door and ask if I can stay here tonight."
"Dong, dong, dong."
"Dong dong dong."
Inside Yizhuang, in a room with lights on...
The silver-haired old man who was sleeping in his clothes suddenly sat up and picked up the wooden frame beside the bed. He put on a coat and put on his cloth shoes while striding out of the room and straight to the front of the village.
“Who is it?”
“Hello, father-in-law, we are pedestrians passing by. Seeing that it is getting late, we want to stay in Yizhuang for one night. Is it inconvenient? "Qin Yao said.
Listening to his breathy voice and sensing the breath of living people outside the door, the old man hesitated for a while before finally pulling out the bolt and opening the wooden door. When he looked up, he saw a little zombie.
"Why did you bring a zombie with you?" the old man asked in surprise.
"We met this little zombie on the way. It insisted on following us whether it was life or death. We had no choice but to let it go." Qin Yao explained.
The old man was obviously not afraid of zombies. He thought for a while and turned sideways: "Come in, I will arrange a place for you to stay."
Not long after.
The old man took them into a side room and said: "There is only one clean room in Yi Zhuang, so you can make do with it. The latrine is in the southeast corner. Remember not to go to the main hall when you get up at night."
< br>“Thank you, husband ." Qin Yao cupped his hands, then took out a piece of ocean from his pocket and handed it to the old man: "Let this be used as our accommodation fee tonight."
"No way, no way." The old man refused again and again: "It's convenient and convenient for others." How can we collect money?"
Qin Yao shook his head and forced Dayang into the old man's hand: "It is a sin to disturb people's dreams. If we stay in your place for nothing, we will be even more embarrassed. You keep the money, this is what we bought and we feel at ease. "
Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, the old man held the silver dollar, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "I work as a third uncle in the family, and people outside call me third uncle. I don't know what you two are doing. Title? ”
(End of this chapter)