Zombies: Uncle Nine Has Qiqi

Taoist lineage, strict rules. Zombies are evil and should be killed. Until that night, when it rained heavily, Uncle Jiu picked up a little zombie from a mass grave. She is not afraid of glutinous rice or the sun. The ice on her fingertips can seal demons, and she has orders on her forehead to save the souls of the dead. She would only hold a small notebook and write crookedly: "Qiqi, write it down." Disciple Wen Cai Qiusheng: "Master, this little zombie will not harm anyone!" Named disciple Axing: "She is an alien just like me." Uncle Ma was furious: "Lin Jiu! How dare you accept a zombie as your disciple and violate human ethics!" Wandering medical women, evil demons, dragon and tiger inspectors come one after another, and the thousand-year-old corpse king is ready to move... Uncle Jiu held a mahogany sword in his hand and guarded the small figure. In the face of countless accusations, he just said calmly: "Under Pindao's sect, all living beings are equal. Good or evil is not determined by race, but only depends on one's heart." "She is my disciple!"