Luo Feifei thought about it and continued to remind: "You can also throw away guns and other things, just in case you encounter someone in need, bullets."
Uncle Ya said speechlessly: "Ahem, what should I prepare?"
Fei'er should have said: "Dislike, uncle, how many good people do you have? In case your new friend needs it, prepare some first. As for the general uncle, just throw things away casually, pay attention, it is suitable for mortals and golden elixir monks."
That kind of thing, and don’t throw zombie blood at me, I’m in a hurry with you.”
Pan Rutian directly made a series of dots: "It's too low. Where can I find it for you?"
Fei'er thought about it and said: "rats, rabbits, and chickens can be eaten. Speaking of dead bodies, will they rot? Also, don't you have Ma Xiaoling at home? You can get some talismans! What's the technique? It's so cute.
Small animals."
"Dead objects can stay in the mall forever without deteriorating. Since there are vampires in the group, they can be packed with blood."
Fei'er complained: "Hey, the pet that Uncle Tian caught, you told him to keep the dried blood and wool for himself? Let's make it into blood tofu."
The two men were speechless. Fei'er turned them into administrators, and then joked: "Uncle Tian, please give Uncle Ya a thumbs up, don't let me be irritated, hehehehe."
Uncle Ya expressed his doubts, and Pan Rutian started to tell a story. As a general with a stalemate, hearing this story really gave me a toothache, so he didn’t say anything, so he just prepared snacks.
Fei'er asked the system: "Dear, let's have a private chat about smuggling public channels? Also, if you are talking about the world, is there a Taishang Laojun who specializes in alchemy? Add him, since his elixirs are all self-produced anyway.
"
"Ding, if you don't want to chat on a public channel, just close the group chat window. But when you want to chat with them, you can force the chat. In Mengtian World, you have died and gained the solidification skill Zombie Transformation, which makes you immortal like zombies.
.Would you like to add the Supreme Master of the World to the chat group?"
Fei'er didn't understand: "Then it's him. By the way, what are you trying to do? Is it fun to have nothing to do?"
The system was silent for a long time before saying: "Your appearance can change some history. If you gain merit, this system will also take a commission. Compared with what you earn, I take more, which is more important."
Fei'er scratched her head: "It's not the so-called origin of the world, right? By the way, if I transform into a corpse, I won't get any blood even if I get slashed, and I can repair myself?"
"Ding, blood still needs to be shed, self-healing is also possible, and blood-sucking is necessary to replenish energy, but you are not addicted to acupoints." Fei'er nodded and understood. The system continued: "Two months off in this world.
.”
A third person soon joined the group. Fei'er introduced: "Tai Shang Laojun, who specializes in refining medicine. Please note your current status when requesting medicine."
Taishang Laojun was very confused, so he still said: "I have met all of you fellow Taoists."
Fei'er complained: "Uncle Ya is a mortal, and he probably needs some rejuvenating elixir, something that can extend his life, or something that can bring him back to life. He is another general who has been a zombie king for a long time. Finally, I, didn't you guys call me the Mother Goddess? Okay, you guys
Let’s chat.” The three of them nodded.
Taishang Laojun clearly realized that the unreliable Mother Goddess was dragging him in as a coolie. Hey, that's it. Anyway, they are just elixirs for mortals, so they won't be too troublesome, so that's it.
Feier woke up again, and the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Uncle Ya's face. She scratched her head in confusion and asked, "Hey, uncle?"
Uncle Ya gave her an angry slap and said, "You have the wrong person. Look around."
Fei'er looked around, uh, on the roof of her newly renovated building, but why was Mao feeling uncomfortable all over? She rubbed her head sadly and said, "I'm not wrong, what are you doing in my room? No matter, go and eat."
." As she said that, she stepped forward, hugged Uncle Ya's arm, and planned to leave.
Uncle Ya paused and looked at Fei'er with a strange look on his face. He crossed his arms and suddenly the room fell into silence. Fei'er opened her eyes and looked at him with a little doubt.
Just as he was falling into silence, there was a sound of opening the door. Fei'er looked up and saw that it was Sister Qi and one of her maids. Sister Qi looked at the frozen breath and didn't know how to interrupt. The atmosphere in the whole room fell silent again.
What broke the silence was the growling sound of Fei'er's stomach. She said a little impatiently: "Uncle, let's go. I'm hungry."
Uncle Ya remained silent, and now the whole girl was almost hanging on him. This action was a bit excessive, not to mention that his wife was right next to him.
Seeing that things were about to get tense again, Fei'er planned to have a private chat with her uncle, feeling that there might be some misunderstanding. But before she could ask, the uncle pulled his hand away and pushed Fei'er. He promised,
There was really no strength, but Fei'er fell out immediately, and even wiped her hand on the table next to her, and blood was immediately visible.
Fei'er became angry and roared: "Uncle, what are you doing? It hurts."
Uncle Ya was also confused: "Are you okay? I didn't use any strength!"
Fei'er replied speechlessly: "If I have some strength, I can hang on you, but can your back move? I'm very hungry!" Now the whole scene was embarrassing, and the chat group was even more open as if the screen was being refreshed.
The scolding made Uncle Ya's whole face stiffen. He had no choice but to scold people on the chat group screen. It was really depressing!
Pan Rutian interjected in confusion: "What happened?"
Fei'er still had the time to reply: "Uncle bullied me, and I was beaten to death."
Pan Rutian replied helplessly: "Are you a grown man bullying a child? No, with the comparison of your two physiques, how can you be hurt?"
Fei'er sighed and said, "I just died and I'm very weak. You didn't even eat anything, so you threw me. You're so stingy."
This kind of thing is too great for Laojun to comment on, so he calmly threw in a row of golden elixirs. Fei'er continued to complain: "Old man, I don't use elixirs, death benefits, I can also suck blood now. I'll be fine once I'm injured.
.”
Pan Rutian asked: "Zombies don't bleed."
Fei'er complained: "I'm not a genuine one. I have the ability to heal injuries on my own. What's more, I won't age or die. Um, why don't I believe that I won't die? I'm so hungry!"
Uncle Ya, who remained silent, was now two heads and two older. He really made an mistake. He sighed, saw the blood tofu prepared by Pan Rutian, and decisively said to the maid: "Bring us a hot pot, and...
Get kitchen utensils, get some hot pot base, dipping sauce, and vegetables.”
Fei'er calmly added: "All kinds of meatballs." The maid went to prepare them, and soon a table was piled here. Here, Uncle Ya sold animal carcasses and blood tofu and processed them obediently.
Fei'er even pulled some vegetables from the space and waited for processing. But when she took out the gourd, she discovered a tragic thing. She forgot to throw the fire spirit to Pangu Holy Land.