Zombie: I Was Dug Out by Uncle Jiu Again

Do zombies have souls? Isn't a corpse with a soul a demon? Zombies have bodies but no souls... They still think they are very smart. I think they are just like a bunch of others...

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As a zombie, these Taoist priests harm you everywhere, so you can forgive them and help them because the system allows you to do so. The treasures given by the system unconditionally really impressed me. Although they are useless against zombies, these are treasures for ascetics. When Taoist priests rise in rank, they will always oppose you. In fact, this is a book about Uncle Jiu. Your son and granddaughter can die (although they are not relatives) But as long as they have a good relationship with Uncle Jiu, they cannot die.

I never write reviews, but I was really angry when I saw this book. Originally, the protagonist and the system were very strict, and the plot was very funny according to the plot development, but the author didn't know how to write the protagonist to be arrogant and seem to be awesome but always get cheated. He feels good about himself even though he has no brains. It really makes me sick. You can either make the plot more light and funny, or make it completely dark. Even if you want to play with personality and make a protagonist who is neither black, white nor white, then your IQ must be online, right? His IQ is not online, and his strength seems to be very good, but after reading so many chapters, he just keeps bullying people like Uncle Jiu and Siyan. The more he reads, the angrier he gets. Damn it! ! ! ! !

It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away, alas. The properties panel is confusing, especially those few data, they are all the same? It's better not to write this. It is said that "zombie worship the moon", zombies also need the energy of the lunar calendar, right? The so-called selection panel and the rewards are even more dry, which is what I want to complain about the most. Almost all Taoist activities are rewarded. Do you dare to do something different? There are also all the bronze-armored corpses and so on. Their specific functions and abilities are not shown at all. Are they useful? I think what you lack is not your writing skills at all, but your basic logical thinking, layout ability and imagination. Really

It's so lickable that the protagonist, a zombie, was almost taken away, but he could still forgive Simu. Forget it, he even gave him a precious medicine to heal his wounds. From the beginning of licking it to the time it was put on the shelves, the poison was almost unbearable 😰

The setting was okay at first, but later on the protagonist became less and less like the protagonist, and sometimes was even thrown aside by the original plot. Moreover, the protagonist's character was very unstable and fragmented, the plot was capricious, and the protagonist's behavioral logic was also very confusing. To sum up the character of this protagonist, he is both powerful and stupid, with a capricious personality. He is always cheated, but he always gets stronger. He wants to show off and be a bitch at the same time. It is really strange that this kind of work appears on a boutique channel.

The plot rabbit can really jump! Never thought that this was the case?

Uncle Jiu is not like Uncle Jiu, Yixiu is not like Yixiu, his four eyes are not like his four eyes, and the female ghost is not like the female ghost. Is the author using a shell to write a new story? I haven't seen Mr. Zombie yet.

Usually the previous chapter is meaningful after all, but you directly poisoned a group of people with the previous chapter. It's really funny. How can you be confident?

The other three zombie ancestors do not suck blood. The only vampire zombies are generals, and all vampire zombies are descendants of generals. Belongs to the same family as the generals... It has nothing to do with the other three

I can't stand it anymore. . . . Highly toxic.

The subject matter of this novel is relatively new, and it does not follow the same routine as the protagonists in other books. From this point of view, this book is indeed worth reading. But there is one thing to say, it is indeed very toxic. () Not to mention that the selection system forces selection, and selection is required. The fact that the protagonist is able to do something to his granddaughter when he knows he is occupying someone else's "zombie" is a bit toxic And the image of the protagonist is a bit confusing. I can't tell what kind of zombie this protagonist is. I read the first thirty or forty chapters in confusion and found that I couldn't stand it anymore, so I wrote it down. The daily drug introduction made us meet, the novel subject matter made me weak, and the huge poisonous spots pierced my stomach, so I had to leave () PS: The above is just my personal opinion. If you want to truly understand this book, I hope you can read it for yourself and not be biased by my own opinions. 🌹

The first few pictures are okay. Starting from the conspiracy theory that killing Uncle Jiu is a conspiracy theory, why is it that the system wants to kill Uncle Jiu and control the protagonist, but the reward for helping Uncle Jiu is the best? Three options 1. Kill Uncle Jiu, the reward is medium (upper) 2, just lie there and do nothing, the reward is the lowest (lowest) 3, Help Uncle Jiu, the reward is the best (middle) Shouldn't it be the reward for helping Uncle Jiu that is the lowest, right? Otherwise, don't show that if you don't help Uncle Jiu, you will be controlled by the system, giving people the feeling of being both upright and licking.

The Drought Goddess, also known as the Drought God, is in charge of drought. Like the God of Plague, she is a righteous god, and she is not a zombie.

Mountain gods are grassroots cadres among the gods. It is also organized. After all, he is a civil servant within the system! All belong to township cadres. The superior is the City God. The City God is divided into the City God of Yuzhou City, and the City God is directly under the Yin Division of the King of Hell. The Yinsi took Emperor Dongyue as its superior, and then the highest administrative leader was the Jade Emperor. And Yinsi is an independent state. It is not directly under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court and belongs to the independent kingdom of Yama's autonomy. Its administrative system is not linked to heaven. All in all, the mountain gods, earth gods, and city gods are all Yin gods directly under the underworld. The local officials and the central government, that is, the gods in heaven, are two systems. What you eat is the salary of the underworld, and what you receive is also the errand of the underworld. Moreover, the power of the underworld is the largest after the heaven. If the protagonist is tied to the car of the underworld. But I can't get rid of it. And Yinshen wants to enter the center. Become a god. Almost impossible.

Suddenly I realized that I hadn't deleted this book yet. Oh My God

What kind of plot is this? Why did it end up like this? .

It really poisoned me, I was like a dog all the time. And tmd's three views are poisonous

I haven't started watching it yet, but a lot of comments said that it fell apart after it was released, right? Is it still possible to watch it?

It seemed a bit interesting at first, but as I watched it I realized something was wrong. Many of the plots were simply retelling the content of the movie. The protagonists are all just soy sauce, and they occasionally jump in to mention it. According to my understanding, the protagonist should be deeply involved in the plot, rather than just being thrown aside. The plot of the movie can be there, but it cannot be based entirely on the plot of the movie. The whole chapter is based on the plot of the movie, and the protagonist is mentioned in just a few sentences. What is this, a retelling of the content of the movie? Or expand? The character of the protagonist looks very weird, like a lump of mud with no definite shape.

"Beep!" The high-pitched and exciting eagle call resounded through the mountain forest at noon. In an open space, a huge golden eagle was fighting with a blue python. The fight made the dead leaves flutter and hundreds of birds flew away in fright. It was very lively. That huge golden eagle was none other than Mo Ming. The person he was fighting at this time was the green python that posed the most threat to him in the territory. This python is green in color with some patterns. It is ten meters long. The snake body is thick and flexible. If Mo Ming hadn't taken advantage of his flying advantage, he would not have dared to fight against it. "Chi!" There was another chirp. Mo Ming flapped his wings and stirred up the strong wind, rolling up the dead leaves to cover the view of the green python. He then walked around behind it and stretched out a claw. The sharp and powerful claws scratched through the snake's scales and scratched four deep blood marks. "Hiss!" Feeling the pain coming from his body, the big green python looked up to the sky and roared, biting Mo Ming with its bloody mouth. However, Mo Ming succeeded in the attack and spread his wings. The big green python missed the attack and could not even touch a bird feather. It could only let out a furious and silent roar on the ground. He reached for his claws again and started fighting with the big green python. The dead leaves were still flying everywhere with great momentum. After fighting for a few more minutes, the big green python had several deep blood marks on its body, and the blood flow continued. Although it was not fatal for its size, it also made him sober and calm. He turned around, quickly got into the forest, and escaped. "Run away?" Mo Ming, who was about to make a strategic retreat, looked at the big green python that was escaping in embarrassment. He was stunned, and then shouted: "If you have the guts, come back and fight for another three hundred rounds!" Of course, the sound it made was just a eagle's cry, and he was not very confident. "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, I'll let you go." Mo Ming waved his wings and flew away grandly. Just as I come gently, I don't take away a single cloud. On the other side, the green python that fled in embarrassment was obviously not in a good mood. It walked through the forest arrogantly until it passed through several dense forests and arrived in front of a deep valley pond. After swimming into the lake and catching a few fat red carps and swallowing them, it calmed down a little. When a touch of gold flashed in the deep green pool, it went ashore with some fear, and rested on the shore quietly to recover. Time passed bit by bit. After a few hours, the blood marks on the green python's body had scabbed and stopped bleeding, and even the scales were showing signs of falling off. The second day, early morning. "Roar!" Beside the deep pool in the valley, a large green python roared up to the sky. The sound was no longer the hiss of a snake, but the roar of a liger. It was like a sudden thunder, resounding through the valley and forming an endless echo. It echoed in the air in the mountains, causing birds to fly away and insects and ants to retreat. "Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" The big blue python roared louder, louder and more joyfully. It twisted its body, and its sixteen-meter-long body broke free from the shackles of the shed snake skin. Its green and flawless body was like being made of sapphire, full of vitality. If Mo Ming saw this scene, his jaw would definitely drop. The green python that he had just fought with yesterday had not been seen for just one night. It actually grew from ten meters to sixteen meters. It was shocking to the world. It couldn't grow like this even if it was fed. "Roar!" At this moment, the big green python felt that it was okay again, and felt the powerful power contained in its body. Now it just wanted to go to that hateful smelly bird to settle the score, and eat it in one bite to satisfy its hatred. On the west side of the river, wild fruits fall on the branches on both sides of the river, red, green, and vivid. But it is such a beautiful place, but it is not very quiet. There is a lot of noise, apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and red and green fruits are flying from both ends. At this time, Mo Ming, who wanted to eat fish set meal for breakfast, was hovering at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Looking at this scene, he was inexplicably annoyed, and his good mood for breakfast was no longer good. But when he selected a target and was about to kill the monkeys to scare the monkeys and teach these troublesome monkeys how to behave, a loud roar came from each side of the strait, and the monkeys were instantly quiet. Two different monkeys came out of the forest on both sides of the strait? Seeing this, Mo Ming felt uneasy. What is this? Chimpanzees? How come there are orangutans in mountainous areas? What came out from the right bank was the white-haired monkey, but in Mo Ming's eyes, this was clearly an orangutan with white hair, and he would never admit it wrong with that big face that deserved a beating. On the left bank was a two-meter-tall, muscular chimpanzee, with a mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth, a fierce look, and thick and powerful arms. Without even trying, Mo Ming knew that if he got punched, he would be dead or disabled. What's more important is that not only are these two animals much larger than similar animals, they both walk upright and behave somewhat humanely. They are simply more intelligent than the orangutan monkeys in the video. "Isn't this a man who has become a spirit?" Mo Ming was confused, so he chose to let the educational monkey go first and watch from the air. Below, the chimpanzee had a bad temper at first glance. He roared, sprinted, jumped to the other side, clenched his fists and rushed towards the white-haired monkey. The white-haired monkey is also not easy to mess with. Although it is not as good as the chimpanzee in terms of size, it still fights with its fists. The two fists collided like solid rocks colliding, making a banging sound, stirring the air and creating a strong wind. However, the white-haired monkey lost in size and was eventually punched away by the chimpanzee. The chimpanzee beat its chest and roared: "Ho ho ho ho!" On the other side, the white-haired monkey that was knocked away was not seriously injured. It picked up the gravel around it and threw it towards the chimpanzee. "Bang!" The chimpanzee punched away the gravel that came at high speed, but the white-haired monkey threw stones more and more frequently. More than a dozen pieces of gravel flew together, and all of them locked onto the chimpanzee. There were too many gravels, and even if the chimpanzee reacted quickly, it couldn't hit it. The body was hit by the stone for a while, and the rough and thick skin was broken, and bright red blood flowed out. "Roar!" The chimpanzee was a little irritated, so he allowed the stone to attack and quickly ran through the forest towards the target. Mo Ming thought to himself: "These two guys are so powerful! Can they beat me if they fight against each other?" "That's not right, I can fly, but they can't beat me." Chimpanzees are still very powerful. Even though there were many monkeys and white-haired monkeys trying to stop him, he still rushed to his destination and stared at the empty peach growing on an old peach tree among the piles of bones. Even though he had eaten it several times, he still couldn't stop drooling all over the floor. "This is..." Mo Ming also followed, and naturally saw the old peach tree and peaches. His mind was suddenly attracted, and the blood flow in his body accelerated, and he felt a strong desire. The peach tree is not tall, but its branches are very old. The green leaves are very sparse, and there are six overripe bright red peaches. The color is like blood, which is very eye-catching. It is this thing that makes the two sides fight. At this time, the white-haired monkey came and rushed at the chimpanzee anxiously, and soon the two were fighting together. Because the latter had consumed too much energy before, this time the white-haired monkey had the upper hand and almost drove the chimpanzee out of the clearing several times and away from the old peach tree. "What a good opportunity! I'll just take a few and it shouldn't be too much. After all, I eat meat." Seeing the two of them fighting, he didn't pay attention to the old peach tree for a moment, so he swooped down and quickly landed on the old peach tree. He opened his mouth and picked up one. Without chewing, he raised his head and swallowed it. However, when he was about to eat, both the chimpanzee and the white-haired monkey discovered him as a third party. They immediately broke up and stopped fighting. They roared angrily and rushed towards the sudden appearance of the hateful thief. "Run away!" "No! It's flying!" Seeing this, Mo Ming picked up one in his mouth, grabbed one with both claws, and flew up into the air with a flutter of wings. Hundreds of meters away, the wind blew away the few sparse green leaves of the old peach, leaving only two bright red peaches and two orangutans, messy in the wind. He roared with anger, but helplessly watched Mo Ming fly higher and farther, until he disappeared from sight. Cliff, nest. Mo Ming hurried slowly and finally arrived. As soon as he entered the nest and put down the three red peaches, his blood boiled and he passed out. If he was still conscious, he would definitely come up with a compliment! Time passed by, and the blood in Mo Ming's body was as if it had been boiled by fire. It was boiling and running wildly in his body. His skin was red on the outside, and his body was steaming, as if it was being steamed. The feathers on the body fell off, the cuticles on the feet, paws, and beaks fell off, and even a layer of old and necrotic skin peeled off on the surface of the skin. When these changes occur in the external appearance, the internal organs in the body resonate, and the muscles and blood vessels tremble like plucked strings. The cells all over the body are in joy, and the blood is like a rolling hot current that repeatedly washes away all the tissues inside the body. The bones are also washed away from gray to pure white, which is much purer. A few hours passed, and suddenly all the changes in the body stopped, and the hot blood returned to normal temperature, but it was much purer and the color was brighter red. The thumping heart beat faster, the organs began to function, and the blood began to circulate, but the speed was more than ten times as fast as before. After a while, a breath of vitality was born from the heart, and the whole body suddenly shook. Countless foul-smelling impurities were discharged from the pores on the body, some were black, some were red, and the colors were mixed together, and the stench spread for miles. After the impurities in the body were eliminated, several more strands of vitality aura emerged. After merging together, the aura became much stronger. On the surface of the body, Mo Ming, who was already bald, had extremely delicate skin, but it also contained amazing elasticity. At this time, the breath born in the heart leaves the heart, travels throughout the body along the blood vessels and meridians, and then returns to the heart. After walking like this several times, the breath became less, but Mo Ming began to grow new feathers on his body, and his beak and claws also quickly formed a harder protective layer, appearing sharper, like a newly forged sharp knife, shining with a cold light. All changes on the surface and inside the body have ended. Except for the breath in the heart that is still circulating in the body like blood, Mo Ming sleeps more comfortably and soundly. Especially, he was surrounded by an inexplicable aura that made birds, beasts and mosquitoes retreat in fear.

It's watchable, not bad. As for the protagonist licking, that's because he hasn't experienced severe beatings from society. I don't think it's a threat in his four eyes 🙂

New book. Zombie, I was carried back by Uncle Jiu again Next Thursday, the five elements belong to fire, and a new book will be released. Thank you for your support.

You say. If the ancestor of zombies fights Yang Jian, the Erlang God, who will win?

Although I felt it would be unfinished, I didn't expect it to be so soon.

? ? ? Is this suddenly the end of the book?

By the way, is there anyone who would like to share my book?

I just opened a novel of this type. If anyone is interested, please take a look.

It's too short