Mr. Zombie lingers in the city

Chapter 19 forbids zombies from learning Taoist arts?

After leaving her bedroom, Gu Xixia went to school early because she had classes in the morning.

I went to the bathroom and checked my teeth in front of the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with them.

I reached out and tried to bend it; it was as solid as new.

As a zombie, you must take good care of your teeth.

Humans can simply get dental implants when they lose teeth, but vampires can't get their teeth back with implants.

After all, the zombie's canines are not only hollow, but the gums connected to them also have reflux tubes that go directly to the throat.

Leaving aside whether the dental implant can be successfully connected to the reflux tube, the fact that no abnormalities are detected is already a problem.

Furthermore, based on Hu Xiaoyu's understanding of his own body, the pain during the dental implant procedure is estimated to be similar to that of directly touching a nerve in a human...

While zombies aren't particularly afraid of pain, they wouldn't just randomly inflict a few blows on themselves.

After checking his teeth from top to bottom, left to right, and right to left, Hu Xiaoyu nodded in satisfaction.

I went to the refrigerator, took out the duck blood that I had filtered last night, and drank it. A cool sensation welled up from my stomach.

Summer is here, even zombies need something cold to drink.

Upon arriving at school, I first attended a Marxist philosophy class, and then it was time for Gu Xixia's class.

However, today's class is not in a lecture hall, but in a regular classroom.

On the way to the classroom, the older and younger students all glanced at Hu Xiaoyu, intentionally or unintentionally.

Some of the bolder ones even came up with their phones to ask for the Flash Message.

There were several women who were quite attractive, but Hu Xiaoyu didn't have much interest in them.

There was no other reason, mainly because the lingering scent of other men on them made Hu Xiaoyu feel uncomfortable.

This is why Hu Xiaoyu only smoked virgins' products when he used to visit brothels; at least the scent was clean and wouldn't affect his desire.

There were a few girls whose scent was cleaner, but their looks didn't meet Hu Xiaoyu's requirements.

One girl in particular was a real "sweet girl." The sweet smell emanating from her body was enough to show that milk tea must be a regular customer for her, not to mention the high sugar content in her blood.

Unfortunately, he didn't feel like eating anything sweet lately, so he ignored the girl.

The boys were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment, wishing God had given them handsome faces.

Gu Xixia walked into the classroom through the back door and sat down. She was sitting behind the lectern, scrolling through her phone.

A white batwing top paired with beige slim-fit trousers and pink high heels...

With a frown, Hu Xiaoyu immediately took out his phone.

"I'm seriously going to throw all your lousy high heels away!"

The phone vibrated. Gu Xixia opened the message and saw Hu Xiaoyu's angry words. A cold smile appeared on her lips.

"Throw it away? You've got the guts to throw it away, but I've got the guts to buy it."

Believe it or not, I'll give you your money...

Before the text was even typed out, Hu Xiaoyu casually deleted it.

He rubbed his temples. His daughter had grown up and had her own source of income.

Economic threats have lost their meaning for her...

Looking at Hu Xiaoyu, who was sighing and rubbing his forehead, a smile appeared in Gu Xixia's narrow eyes behind her glasses.

The school bell rang, and Gu Xixia on the podium once again transformed into her intellectual and elegant self.

Hu Xiaoyu took out his phone, took a picture, and sent it to Grandpa Gu Xixia before starting to listen attentively to the lesson.

Hu Xiaoyu's purpose in coming to university was simple: one was to find something to do, and the other was to keep himself from becoming disconnected from the world.

Zombies also need to keep up with the times; knowing themselves and their enemies is the only way to better disguise themselves in human society.

If someone speaks in classical Chinese, they'll either end up in a mental hospital or be taken to a dark and gloomy research institute for dissection.

Anyway, it's durable, so I doubt anyone would care if I cut it into slices.

Just as Hu Xiaoyu was listening attentively to the lesson and marveling at how much the girl had really grown up and knew,

Suddenly, there was a sound of someone falling down at the door.

Gu Xixia, standing on the podium, looked up and saw a girl wearing jeans and a short-sleeved shirt lying on the ground.

Subconsciously, Gu Xixia went closer and checked on the girl's condition while taking out her phone to call the school clinic.

"Get out of the way, let the air circulate!"

At Gu Xixia's request, all the surrounding students stepped back a few paces, which allowed Gu Xixia to see Hu Xiaoyu frowning and staring at the girl.

Just as the girl was hurriedly taken away by the infirmary doctor and the ambulance, the school bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

People were coming and going in the corridor. Gu Xixia picked up her notebook and went downstairs with Hu Xiaoyu.

"Is it that dirty thing?"

Hu Xiaoyu nodded, his eyes turning somewhat cold as he looked at the lingering dark aura that remained after Gu Xixia touched the girl.

Gu Xixia was slightly startled when she noticed Hu Xiaoyu's gaze.

"Could I have been... as well?"

"I'm not sure, but the black aura from that dirty thing definitely stuck to you."

Gu Xixia frowned slightly, but she wasn't too flustered, since Hu Xiaoyu was right next to her.

"It seems that thing has stayed at the school the whole time."

Hu Xiaoyu nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Most importantly, it now seems to be launching indiscriminate attacks."

"This is very troublesome. If we continue to let it continue like this, it will attract the attention of the authorities sooner or later."

"At that time, all sorts of strange and shady people will be invited over, and I will also be at risk of being exposed."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xixia paused and looked down at Hu Xiaoyu.

"What should we do then?"

"What else can we do but get rid of it?"

"How can I help you?"

"I won't wear your high heels."

Gu Xixia rolled her eyes.

"Tsk, can you stop rolling your eyes?"

No, because I don't want to be your junior.

Speechless, the two returned home.

Gu Xixia had just changed into a white short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts for home, and came to the living room while biting her hair tie and pulling one side of her hair back.

Looking at Hu Xiaoyu on the sofa, who seemed completely unaware of his own charm, a hint of frustration flashed in her eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Sitting down next to him, Gu Xixia nudged Hu Xiaoyu with her knee.

"I need to find out where the flea market is in Fuzhou so I can buy something."

"Buying things? At a flea market?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Leng Mei's pretty face, and Hu Xiaoyu began to explain.

"Yes, buy some things to ward off ghosts."

Gu Xixia blinked rapidly in her narrow eyes.

"The Taoist kind?"

"right."

"...You're a zombie, and you know Taoist ghost-catching techniques?"

Hu Xiaoyu put down his phone and glanced blankly at Gu Xixia.

"What, zombies aren't allowed to learn Taoist arts? Do you even know what it means to know yourself and your enemy, and you will win every battle?"

"I don't know how those people deal with zombies, and how they've managed to survive this long unscathed?"

That makes sense, but...

Looking at Hu Xiaoyu's pale skin, Gu Xixia felt increasingly uneasy.

In particular, the image of Hu Xiaoyu with sharp teeth, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and wielding a famous peach wood sword, that came to mind made her burst into laughter as she lay on the sofa.

Hu Xiaoyu glanced at Gu Xixia speechlessly and shook his head.

Can't zombies use Taoist magic?

really...