Mr. Zombie lingers in the city

Chapter 23 The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain is so unconventional

From Hu Xiaoyu's words, Gu Xixia gained a deeper understanding of the duality of things.

"Love and hate at the same time?"

"There's some truth to that. After all, those guys were inhuman to me, but they were still pretty good to people."

"And later, as times changed, I also achieved some degree of cooperation with them."

"cooperate?"

When questioned, Hu Xiaoyu got up and went to the kitchen.

"I'll tell you later. I'm going to cook now. Come over here and wash the rice and chop the vegetables!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Xixia pouted and reluctantly put down the cushion to go to the kitchen to help.

Looking at Gu Xixia, who was squatting by the trash can, peeling garlic and scraping ginger with an unhappy expression, Hu Xiaoyu pursed his lips.

"I won't say anything about me doing this for free, but you're cooking for yourself and you look so unhappy. Do you believe I'll just quit?"

Gu Xixia didn't flinch at all when threatened by Hu Xiaoyu.

"Heh, perfect timing to order takeout, I don't mind."

"You're always so stubborn!"

As he spoke, Hu Xiaoyu began to stir-fry the chicken.

The aroma of oil wafted from the pot, and a smile appeared on Gu Xixia's lips as she squatted in front of the trash can.

Sometimes, it's no wonder her filial piety has gone awry.

No, they never had any filial piety to begin with!

Blame it on him being too handsome and habitually taking care of himself; what can he do if he doesn't want to rely on others...?

Standing behind him, holding his shoulders and watching the discolored chicken nuggets, Gu Xixia spoke softly.

"Stir-fry it with a little oil; otherwise, the spicy chicken won't taste good."

"I know, I'll put in extra oil, open your mouth."

She casually picked up a piece of chicken with just the right amount of fat and lean meat and handed it to Gu Xixia, who smiled and took a bite.

"The saltiness is just right."

"Okay, go out."

She happily swayed her hips as she sat down in the living room, her fair toes twitching slightly with her mood.

Later that evening, the spicy chicken was ready, and Hu Xiaoyu brought it to the kitchen.

While eating the spicy chicken, I looked at the ingredients on the table.

"Aren't you going to put it in the refrigerator?"

"Room temperature is fine, and there's no such thing as spoilage. A suitable temperature is beneficial for activating the substances inside."

Gu Xixia nodded, biting her chopsticks as she looked at Hu Xiaoyu.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is the ingredient that works on zombies?"

"I don't know. I'm not a materials scientist, and people who are aren't interested in this."

"As long as it works, that's fine. There's no need to study the causes and consequences of some things; that would be too much work."

"Putting aside everything else, the causes of ghosts and zombies are two topics that, if you put them in any country, you won't be able to figure out the causes and consequences within the next hundred years."

"The equipment runs without errors, so why do you care about its specific operating principle? You're not the manufacturer, so do whatever you want."

Gu Xixia nodded and looked at the water dispenser next to her.

Hu Xiaoyu got up, poured her a glass of water, and placed it on the table.

"I really think you should write a book. Any one of your past experiences could be a major topic of discussion."

"Write my ass. I'll just tell you, but if I actually wrote it, those bastards from the Anomaly Management Bureau would definitely come knocking on my door."

"Anomaly Management Bureau?"

"Okay, you eat your food, I'll continue preparing the ingredients."

Gu Xixia clearly saw through Hu Xiaoyu's evasive talk and instinctively thought of her parents' sudden deaths.

Silently staring at the spicy chicken in front of her, Gu Xixia wanted to ask a question, but she didn't speak.

Grandpa won't allow it, and neither will he, so why bother adding to the trouble?

The most important thing right now is to spend time with Grandpa and be there for him.

Later that evening, Hu Xiaoyu sat down at the computer and began typing furiously.

If there were levels to insulting others, this person would be in the extremely high tier.

In the bathroom, Gu Xixia began to wash her fair body.

Hot water slid down her hair, over her waist, and down her shapely thighs and calves.

I looked down at the white floor and couldn't see my toes.

Although she can barely see after letting go, she's still better than most women, right?

and...

Gu Xixia pinched her skin back, and as a woman, she felt that her body and skin elasticity were beyond reproach.

He sighed, picked up a towel, and started rubbing his hair.

The cool and charming face in the mirror—I wonder how many people have dreamed of having starry eyes like that.

Only he hasn't shown any reaction all these years!

Sometimes, if I deliberately walk around in front of him wearing only my underwear, he will kick me back to my room in disgust.

Upon entering the living room, the sound of a gas stove could be heard coming from the kitchen.

Wearing a purple nightgown, he arrived at the kitchen doorway and was adjusting the peach wood branches in his hand.

Hu Xiaoyu glanced at Gu Xixia, who was wearing a dress that revealed large expanses of white skin and underwear, and frowned.

"If you don't want to look, that's fine. What's wrong with me, a girl, liking to look good?"

"..."

Shaking his head speechlessly, Hu Xiaoyu continued to adjust the peach wood branch in his hand while it was still warm.

After a while, Hu Xiaoyu finally nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the branch in his hand that was bent like an elbow, Gu Xixia tilted her head slightly.

"What kind of weapon are you planning to make?"

"Kukri!"

"A kukri?"

"Yes, this is the only shape we can have."

Pushing Gu Xixia outside, Hu Xiaoyu took out a fruit knife and began shaping her with a kukri.

Gu Xixia looked at the kukri that was gradually taking shape in his hand and pouted.

"If those Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain saw this, they'd probably be furious with you."

"Heh, you underestimate them. They really know how to use peach wood in their hands."

"What daggers? What poisoned rain of pear blossom needles? The things they come up with to deal with an outrageous bunch like me!"

Seeing Hu Xiaoyu's expression of secretly gritting his teeth, Gu Xixia leaned on his shoulder with one hand.

As soon as I placed my hand on him, he tried to shake it off in disgust.

Xia didn't care and shamelessly leaned against him.

Finally, unable to resist her persistent nagging, Hu Xiaoyu could only give her a disdainful look.

"Are those Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain so unconventional?"

"They're very unconventional; they'll use any method to kill the other side."

"Take alchemy for example. Third-rate Taoists refine heavy metals, second-rate Taoists refine pills, and first-rate Taoists refine weapons."

"Those idiots from Longhu Mountain once refined a very strange pink crystal; that stuff was truly evil."

"I was once stabbed in the body by an arrow made of pink crystals, and I didn't dare to go out for almost half a year."

Why?

"Because the body is covered in lividity and has become very fragile, it can be damaged if not handled carefully."

"That amazing?"

"You think they were the masters of weaponry in ancient times? Hah~"

Blowing away the wood shavings from the kukri, Hu Xiaoyu took the ink and began writing strange characters on the knife.

"Isn't peach wood enough? Why do we need to draw talismans?"

"I don't know. I've tried the damage from drawing talismans and not drawing them. Drawing talismans caused me significantly more damage than not drawing them. Heaven knows why."

"Elemental reaction?"

"Possibly."

"Should we take a look at this?"

"Screw your research! It's 11 PM, go to sleep!"

"Okay~"