A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yueqing once again glanced at Xiao Fu with suspicion:

"Are you the first batch of zombies, the mother? But you look like a tall boy."

"According to that old man, the first zombies appeared tens of thousands of years ago."

Xiao Fu blinked his innocent eyes, "Ancestor, you really don't remember anything at all? Thirty thousand years ago, the zombie tribe you just created was suppressed before it did anything. Including me, I have been sleeping until now."

Yun Yueqing thought to herself, "I was tricked by Wen Chuning and forced to become the ancestor of zombies. How could I possibly have memories from 30,000 years ago?"

The words he spoke were calm and composed: "Tell me the basic information about our zombie clan."

Xiao Fu: "Zombies are categorized by pupil color. Red is the highest-level zombie, which is you, the original ancestor."

Yun Yueqing cast a spell to conjure up a bronze mirror. She rubbed her eyes, stared at the mirror, and then closed them again.

Finding no change, she pointed at her eyes and asked:

"I can't become famous either. Xiao Fu, is there a possibility that you have recognized the wrong person and I am not your ancestor?"

Xiao Fu stopped suddenly, and the leaves rubbed against the leather velvet soles of his shoes, making a rustling sound.

"It's impossible to be mistaken. We have a natural connection with the ancestor. It's you, there's no doubt about it."

Yun Yueqing: "Then why can't I turn into a zombie until now? And I don't have any urge to suck blood."

Seeing that she didn't believe him, Xiao Fu bravely grabbed Yun Yueqing's hand and placed it on his chest.

"Ancestor, do you feel it?"

Yun Yueqing's eyes were fixed, revealing the pure stupidity of a college student. "What are you feeling? You can't even feel a heartbeat. Are you going to die?"

Xiao Fu asked persistently, "I'm a zombie and I don't have a heartbeat. I can't die. Can you feel it again?"

Yun Yue lightly pinched his chest muscles with her fingers. They felt bouncy and firm like muscle fibers, yet soft and dense.

"I can tell you have some nice chest muscles. You zombies really do pay attention to exercise, so you should be praised."

As he spoke, his hands slid down to his abdominal muscles, "My abdominal muscles are not well trained, only a six pack."

Xiao Fu lowered his head in shame, "Ancestor, I will try my best."

"No, that's not the point. Although zombies don't have heartbeats, the heart is an important organ that connects them to their ancestors. Under normal circumstances, if you put your hand on my chest, a blood-red light will be emitted.

I don't know why you didn't trigger the induction, but it was through the communication between our hearts that we successfully gathered at the Peach Blossom Plain near Xuantian Sect."

Yun Yueqing: "I remember you had green pupils, what level are you?"

"Green is the second level, yellow is the third level, blue is the fourth level, gray is the fifth level, white is the sixth level, and black is the seventh level."

"White and black eyes have no subjective consciousness. Only those at level five and above have the ability to think."

"Classes are passed down through blood. The person I bit was a third-level yellow-eyed person, and the rest are in order..."

Yun Yueqing discovered the key point: "Can you say that I bit you?"

Xiao Fu touched his neck and said, "It should be like this, but I have been your subordinate for as long as I can remember."

As the sky gradually brightened, a noisy commotion reached their ears. "We've arrived at the market."

There are rows of stalls on both sides of the street, and the steaming food mixed with the aroma of various snacks is mouth-watering.

The vendors' calls echoed one after another, harmonious and lively like a symphony: "Freshly baked buns, thin skin and big fillings!" "Fresh vegetables, picked from our own fields, so juicy!"...

Pedestrians are shoulder to shoulder, some stopping to choose, some hurrying on their way, their faces filled with anticipation and joy for the new day.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the bluestone road, with light and shadow interweaving.

Every gap seems to hide a story, adding a touch of warmth to the entire morning market.

For Xiao Fu, who had never been out of the house in a year, every place was new and interesting, and he looked around.

I went to the candy figurine stall and picked up a small candy figurine in the shape of the Nian beast. "This thing also has two fangs. It looks quite like me."

Without saying anything, he took it away without even paying. The vendor yelled, "Sir, you haven't paid yet?"

Yunyue gently pulled his ear and said, "Come back, put it back."

Xiao Fu's head suddenly drooped. "I'm sorry, I've never seen such a lively place before."

Yun Yueqing sighed deeply, took off one of the pearl earrings on her ear, and handed it to the vendor.

The vendor picked up the pearl earrings and shook them in the sunlight. "Here... Boss, are you going to buy my stall? I... can't find the change."

"keep the change."

Yun Yueqing simply pushed the entire vendor's cart away. "Xiao Fu, you bought it yourself, so you can push it yourself. You don't have to worry about choking your two little fangs."

After a while, he put down the cart and found a stall selling fans. He fell in love with a fan with a landscape painting and was reluctant to put it down.

Yun Yueqing glared at him fiercely and said, "Put it down."

The fan vendor had a sharp-tongued, mercenary face, and rolled his eyes, "Miss, I just saw that you have booked a stall next door. I think you are not short of money. It's just a folding fan, so I will buy it for your husband. It's not expensive.

Yun Yueqing resigned herself to her fate and tried to take off the other earring. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't buy any more. Let's get down to business."

Before she could take off the earrings, a white and slender hand reached out to the middle of the stall, and a white silver ingot floated over.

"I want the fan."

Yun Yueqing: "Do you understand first come first served?"

The vendor didn't care about anything else. When he saw the huge amount of silver, he just handed over the folding fan.

The folding fan swung open, and a gentle voice rang out, "Oh? Do you really want to buy this landscape fan for your husband?"

"Master...Master uncle, why are you here?"

Xiao Yirao used his folding fan and gently tapped Yun Yueqing's forehead. "If I hadn't come again, you would have become someone else's wife."

Yun Yue slapped her forehead lightly, "Master uncle, you misunderstood, this is my younger brother."

Xiao Yirao narrowed his eyes, "I don't remember that Sect Leader Xingyuan has a second son?"

He lifted Xiao Fu's chin and looked at him carefully. "This delicate skin and tender flesh, if he were to be your younger brother, he would be just the right age."

Xiao Fu smelled danger and knocked the folding fan down, his innocent eyes filled with deep anger.

Seeing this, Xiao Yirao curled up a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly opened his folding fan, and waved it lightly, bringing up a gust of fierce wind, which went straight to Xiao Fu's face.