Chapter 930

The little boy stared at Su Bai for about three minutes before Su Bai returned his gaze. Gradually, the other expressions on the little boy's face began to fade. His pair of black eyes became much deeper at this moment. In fact, Su Bai seemed to have discovered a hint of mockery in the depths of his eyes.

This little brat actually started to mock me.

"You should know where this place is, right?"

The little boy slowly closed his booklet. At this moment, he was no longer as naive as before. Instead, he seemed to have created a solemn atmosphere.

After seeing this little boy, Su Bai was thinking about a question. Was this fellow a dwarf or a naturally intelligent or even overly intelligent child prodigy?

"The office in the cemetery?" Su Bai pulled over a chair beside him and sat on it.

In the eyes of an outsider, this seemed like a pair of uncle and nephew who knew each other and were chatting harmoniously. However, no one knew that there was a terrifying whirlpool hidden between these two people. Moreover, these two people, regardless of whether it was their physical existence or their inner thoughts, were undoubtedly the representatives of the dark element. They had their own obsession with blood, death, and slaughter, and they had even evolved their own art.

The little boy waved his little hand, and everything around him was shrouded in a layer of black and white. However, the staff here were still doing what they were supposed to do, as if they were not affected at all.

This was a layer of barrier, similar to the ghost wall of zombies. It made it impossible for nearby living people to discover what was happening inside.

A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth. It seemed that this little thing still had something to show him. The photos in the booklet should be the works that he was proud of and proud of, but in Su Bai's evaluation, they were clearly inferior. For a child, this was something that he was very indignant about. Therefore, he would definitely follow his temper and take out one of his treasures to regain his dignity.

Generally, listeners were very cautious about their magic devices and secrets, and would not easily take them out unless they were in a life-and-death situation. However, this little boy's brain circuit was obviously different from that of ordinary listeners, and he was more willful like a child. To a certain extent, in fact, his behavior was a bit similar to that of Su Bai. I only do what I like to do, and I will not use, no, I will not use the stupid and disgusting way of thinking of adults to decide my life and my choices.

Perhaps Gu Fan, who was sitting on the other side of the table at that time, was also aware of this. He knew that if he dared to stop the boy who had been strengthened by a zombie, the boy would really dare to fight with him regardless of the rules and punishment of the broadcast. The result of the victory, defeat, and life and death would definitely be announced before the broadcast punishment came. Therefore, Gu Fan decisively gave in at that time and watched Jin Guofu's family, who had a friendship with him, die tragically in front of him. He even endured all the humiliation of the other party.

At this moment, black official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty fluttered down from above like ghosts, bringing a sense of gloomy deja vu. The surrounding temperature also seemed to drop in an instant, which also affected the cemetery staff who were working. They thought that the heating system in the office was out of order.

Zombies in official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty became a standard costume for zombies after a series of zombie films became popular in Hong Kong. The official explanation was that in zombie films, the zombies wore official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty to show contempt and ridicule for the decadent Qing Dynasty. However, the official explanation was just like the official explanation of the public servants serving the people. In fact, the real reason was that Hong Kong was another circle of Chinese people close to the mainland, and most of them were overseas Chinese. During the middle and late period of the Qing Dynasty, it almost became a custom to sell official titles and titles. There were many rich Chinese living overseas. Otherwise, Mr. Sun would not have been collecting donations from the overseas Chinese in Nanyang.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Central Dynasty had always maintained a hateful attitude towards the overseas Chinese group. Those who left their homeland to open up living bases in Nanyang were basically regarded as traitors who had forgotten their ancestry. Although they lived a comfortable life in Nanyang, they had no political status in their homeland and were even regarded as exiled sinners. They were far less popular than Taiwanese businessmen during the reform and opening up of the Republic.

Therefore, these rich Chinese in Nanyang would basically buy themselves official uniforms from China through legal channels. During the later period of the Qing Dynasty, moral integrity was also completely lost. Official titles were clearly priced according to their rank, and they cheated neither the old nor the young. If they paid enough money, they would be given a set of official uniforms and other things.

Because of this, almost all of the overseas Chinese at that time, as long as they came from a respectable family, were officials of the imperial court. After they died, they would naturally wear their official uniforms to show off to their ancestors. Therefore, in Hong Kong and the coastal areas, if zombies appeared, they would naturally appear in Qing Dynasty official uniforms. Moreover, because the southern coastal areas were developed later, there were not as many ancient tombs as there were in Henan and Shaanxi.

Here, the four official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty that Su Bai saw were all large sizes, and each of them was overflowing with color. These four clothes were all magical artifacts! Moreover, they were magical artifacts suitable for enhanced zombies.

In the middle, there was a small size, which should be worn by the little boy himself. A string of bright Dadong pearls exuded a pale white brilliance. There were many mysteries hidden in the dark color of the clothes. This was not a prop used in a horror film, but a battle robe specially tailored for the little boy!

Wearing it, the little boy's strength could be increased by several times!

The little boy stood up, and the clothes naturally fell on his body. At the same time, his eye sockets began to sink, and his body began to shrivel. His entire body and the clothes perfectly fit together. Two fangs were revealed at the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head and let out a low roar. His aura instantly increased. Whether it was the feeling it gave or the pure appearance, it could be said to be superior!

The little boy licked his lips, as if he was very interested in Su Bai's flesh and blood. The little boy stretched out his finger and made a hooking gesture at Su Bai, with a hint of provocation. At the same time, there was also a kind of childish aura.

"So ugly." Su Bai shook his head. "It seems that the level of someone's taste is really only so-so. After watching too many Hong Kong films, must everything be according to Hong Kong films? Limitations and fixed views, for mediocre people, are used to abide by, but for smart people, they are used to break. "

The little boy curled his lips disdainfully and said, "I think a vampire has no right to comment on the taste of these clothes."

Perhaps it was because he had turned into a zombie, his voice did not come from his throat. Instead, it reverberated in the surroundings, as if it was directed at one's heart. Ordinary people would subconsciously tremble in fear when they heard these words. It could also be seen that this little boy had truly integrated the zombie bloodline into his personality and branded it in the depths of his soul. To him, the zombie bloodline was not only the guarantee and tool that he relied on to survive in the story world, but also his life. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to portray a zombie so vividly and vividly!

It was only then that Su Bai understood. It seemed that this little boy did not see through his hidden bloodline, and did not know that he was actually one of his kind.

This was a very normal thing. Su Bai's bloodline had been strengthened many times, and he had also absorbed the blood essence of Ansester. Therefore, when other people felt Su Bai's aura, they could only feel the most obvious bloodline. As for the audience with the existence of double bloodlines, it was not that there were no listeners, but they were absolutely rare, and usually did not grow up, so basically, they were not considered. Think about it, if not for the fact that Su Bai had enough opportunities and exchanged his life for more things, it was very likely that he would be stuck at the bottleneck of not being able to strengthen his mutated bloodline in the micro store and not be able to get out.

His body, at this moment, shrunk, and a green light was released from Su Bai's eyes. His whole body was shrouded in a layer of black fog. At this moment, he really was like a zombie that had just walked out of a thousand-year-old tomb, bringing about ominous and disaster.

"Then, is this okay?"

"Double bloodline?" The little boy's face was full of disbelief. "Double bloodlines have caused a conflict and mutation, and yet you can still be ranked among the ranks of the veterans.

Cool! "

However, the little boy still shook his head and said very seriously, "But this time, you are not as artistic as me."

If there was an audience here at this time, witnessing all of this and hearing these two people's words, they would deliberately be speechless to the point of vomiting a few liters of blood.

F * ck.

Come on, one of you is a lunatic who almost brought 8,000 dead souls to the downtown of Shanghai not long ago, and the other is a pervert who likes to make art of the dead on the surface of the so-called "punishing evil" on the surface. Both of you are top-notch figures among the senior powerhouses, but in the end, you started a so-called "I show off" art competition here. Are you guys retarded?!!!

Looking at the little boy's serious expression, Su Bai also nodded seriously. However, this did not mean that Su Bai admitted that he had lost. In fact, as for which feeling and style was most in line with the artistic aura of the zombie, Su Bai actually already had an answer, and this answer was obtained by cheating. Back in the story world, his own clone had actually already told Su Bai what he would look like a year later.

The zombie's body began to become slightly rounder than before. The wounds all over its body were dyed with a layer of red. The outline of its entire body became much softer at this moment, but it also highlighted a kind of elegant temperament!

At this moment, Su Bai finally understood the origin of his clone's purple hair. At this time, the clone stood in front of him and said that this hairstyle was too ugly. After Su Bai returned to the real world, he even dyed his hair purple for a period of time. Now, he really felt that it was really silly. At that time, the clone was obviously reminding him that after a high degree of fusion between the blood race and zombie bloodline, he would obtain a unique and brand new bloodline that belonged to him!

At this moment, Su Bai finally understood the origin of his clone's purple hair. The other party had stood in front of him and said that his hairstyle was too ugly. After returning to the real world, he had dyed his hair purple for a period of time. Now, he felt really silly. The clone was obviously reminding him at that time that after a high degree of fusion of the vampire bloodline and the zombie bloodline, he would obtain a unique and brand-new bloodline that belonged to him!

At this moment, the wool of the trench coat was slowly torn out. Su Bai's blood and evil aura seeped into it, forming a strange color that was slightly red and slightly black. However, the trench coat that was formed by this color was very suitable for Su Bai at this time.

When Su Bai's pupils were revealed from the darkness of the trench coat, the little boy pursed his lips.

He was a little unwilling and also a little helpless. In the end, it turned into a sigh. He nodded, obviously admitting that even in the zombie style, Su Bai had displayed a level of aesthetics that surpassed his own.

"Very beautiful." The little boy sighed. "Killing people in such a state is a great reward for those who are killed. I'm really envious of them."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Su Bai's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked faintly,

He asked faintly, "Then, let me kill once, okay?"

The little boy slowly closed his eyes.

"Okay."