The skin of the Little Corpse King, which was originally terribly bruised and purple, now looked white and tender, like a freshly baked milk bun.
My whole body is white and fat.
They saw that Zai Zai was so chubby and cute, and they liked her very much.
At this moment, if you just look at the little corpse king’s fat and white flesh, it is also white, tender and cute.
But when I looked at that face with very asymmetrical eyes, one large and one small, my heart beat wildly.
Huo Sichen directly said something about the quintessence of Chinese culture.
"Wocao! This..."
Huo Sijue said what his younger brother wanted to say but didn't know how to describe it at the moment.
"The head is black, the body is white and fat, this...Yin Yang Bagua diagram?"
Zaizai: "Huh?"
The little corpse king lowered his head and looked at his fat white hands, feeling very satisfied.
After being happy for less than a second, I realized something was wrong with my face.
It is short and there is a mirror in the bathroom, so you can't see it even when it is jumping.
I don't dare to use my power at will, for fear that if I don't control it well, it will be destroyed directly. When the time comes, it will not be beaten, but dead.
So it never saw what its face looked like.
It knows the Yin Yang Bagua chart.
Half black, half white.
So now its head is black and its body is white?
Little Corpse King: "..."
Huo Sijin also felt that this was quite...hard to describe.
He coughed and looked at Zaizai.
"Zai Zai, it's probably scary to take it out like this..."
Little Corpse King: "..."
So say it!
Can't we just wait for it to grow up and wake up naturally?
You have to be greedy with all your heart!
Look how long it has grown now...
Zaizai looked at the little corpse king whose black and white were clearly defined by his neck, and he was quite satisfied.
"Brother, this is much better than the way it looked before."
The little corpse king who was buried before: "..."
It's not its fault.
It's a thing that was raised by nature and artificially raised by magic... You can't expect too much from it.
Huo Sijue hesitated.
"Zai Zai, can this...can be adjusted further?"
The Little Corpse King raised his head and looked at her with two very uncoordinated eyes.
Zaizai: "..."
Zaizai nodded.
"try again."
The little corpse king was full of joy.
"Thank you sister~"
Zaizai snorted and grabbed the little corpse king's arm again to use his strength.
Next, the three brothers Huo Sijin saw various changes in the little corpse king.
Huo Sichen was shocked when it changed for the first time.
"Is this... a Dalmatian?"
Little Corpse King: "..."
Zaizai does it again.
Huo Sijue: "Little cow?"
Little Corpse King: "..."
Zaizai: "..."
This black and white seems difficult to blend.
Or maybe she blended it, but she's not a painter, so the color mixing is inevitably uneven.
Huo Sijin sighed with emotion next to him.
"Zai Zai, if that doesn't work, I can just follow the color scheme of the national treasure panda."
The little corpse king almost cried.
Zaizai breathed in.
"For the last time, show up for what it is!"
The little corpse king shivered.
When Zaizai regained his strength, the little corpse king didn't dare to move his eyes.
Afraid of becoming a Dalmatian or a little cow or a panda again...
For an existence like this, Heaven will not allow it to become a national treasure-level panda and harm people.
so……
What does it look like now?
It subconsciously looked at the three brothers Huo Sijin, Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen.
The three Huo brothers nodded in unison.
"Zai Zai is awesome!"
The Little Corpse King breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to look down.
My hands and legs are white and tender again.
It patted its face.
"Where's your face? Is it white?"
Huo Sichen nodded with satisfaction.
"Sure enough, one thing covers all the ugliness!"
The little corpse king took it as a compliment and laughed stupidly.
"This... treasure is beautiful!"
Huo Sijin asked it.
"May I have your name?"
Before the little corpse king could answer, Huo Sichen spoke first.
"Ugly bag!"
The little corpse king looked at him resentfully.
Huo Sichen just laughed.
Huo Sijin touched the few slender little fetal hairs of the little corpse king. If you don't look at the head, you can hardly see it.
"Call Ugly Baby!"
Originally I wanted to call him Guobao.
But Guabao is more suitable for girls, while Little Corpse King is a boy.
The little corpse king nodded wildly.
Now that things have happened, it no longer dares to ask for a name that includes both the first and last name, at least it needs to be like a personal name.
Zaizai also nodded.
"Then let's call him Choubao from now on."
Huo Sijin looked at the pink tutu on it and it was funny.
He felt that boys and girls should be differentiated from childhood to avoid blurring gender when they grow up, which would not be a good thing.
"Ugly treasure, come with me."
The Little Corpse King immediately went to see Zaizai.
Zaizai hummed.
"Listen to big brother!"
The little corpse king followed Huo Sijin in a hurry.
In less than two minutes, one big and one small came back.
Zaizai and two brothers, Huo Sijue and Huo Sichen, just came from behind.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
The Ugly Baby Corpse King is still wearing that pink tutu.
Huo Sijue realized that there must be something wrong.
"Brother, what happened to Chou Bao?"
Huo Sijin directly lifted up Chou Bao's skirt.
Huo Sijue, Huo Sichen, and Zaizai brother and sister all sighed after seeing it.
"So...the black color didn't disappear, but...it was all concentrated in the area covered by the skirt?"
The ugly little corpse king was about to cry.
Then he looked at Zaizai expectantly.
Zaizai waved his hand.
"If you were a living person, Zai Zai would be able to adjust you to be very neat and beautiful. But... you are something that grew out of a mountain of corpses, and there are countless grievances mixed with it. If it weren't for the fact that you didn't harm anyone, Zai Zai would have eaten it long ago. you."
"Now...it's pretty good."
After finishing speaking, Zaizai hurriedly raised his head and asked Huo Sijin.
"Brother, if Zaizai learns to paint, how long will it take to adjust the colors evenly?"
Huo Sijin answered cautiously.
"This...it depends on your talent."
Zaizai looked at the two little corpse kings of different sizes that were very uncoordinated.
"Then wait until I learn to mix the colors evenly and can draw beautiful paintings, then I will adjust it for you."
Little Corpse King asked nervously.
"Sister~ You are so powerful, you must be very talented, right?"
Huo Sichen laughed and made trouble next to him.
"Choubao, although Zai Zai is powerful, Zai Zai can't do everything. At least she doesn't know the way."
Huo Sijue nodded.
"There are some things that Zai Zai will never learn."
Little Corpse King: "..."
Huo Sijin touched its head to comfort it.
"You are only... one and a half years old. You don't need to go to school for the time being. You can just stay in the manor first."
The implication.
Although there are problems, I won’t scare others if I don’t go out.
Little Corpse King: "..."
Zaizai shook his head.
"Big brother, Choubao will go to kindergarten with Zaizai and Xiaojiang's brother and uncle."
Ji Yuanxiu, who had finished meditating upstairs, also came.
"Yes, Si Jin, the Corpse King is still young and doesn't know how to control his power. If you don't pay attention, it will be a disaster."
Huo Sichen: "It's so troublesome, how about..."
The little corpse king was so frightened that all eight of his fetal hairs stood on edge.
"It's no trouble, no trouble, and I don't have to change the color. This is good. I... I just have it on my body. Just wear clothes to cover it up. I can go to kindergarten. I like to go to kindergarten. I love school. Going to school makes me happy!"
Huo Sichen: "..."
As expected, this corpse king has not been weaned and actually likes to go to school!
