Bloodthirsty Count's Overbearing Love

These past few days, Li Xinjun had been racking her brains trying to come up with a way to deal with the zombie, but she still couldn’t think of anything. She stared blankly at Uncle Wang (the zombie) in the iron cage, lost in thought.

Just then, the family cook returned from the market with groceries. Li Xinjun ran over to Sister Sang and took some of the groceries from her, wanting to help her put them away in the kitchen.

As she happened to walk past the iron cage, she noticed that Uncle Wang seemed to be extremely frightened. Feeling curious, she picked up the string of garlic in her hand and held it towards him.

The moment Uncle Wang saw the garlic, he immediately hid in the corner in fear. Looking at Uncle Wang in the iron cage, the corners of Li Xinjun’s mouth couldn’t help but turn upwards.

“So you’re afraid of garlic?”

An idea suddenly popped into Li Xinjun’s mind. She immediately turned and ran to the kitchen, grabbing a string of everyday cooking ingredients: rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea. She looked at Uncle Wang in the iron cage with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Rice!” She grabbed a handful of rice and threw it at Uncle Wang.

“Roar!”

“Not afraid of rice? Then salt!” Li Xinjun grabbed a handful of salt and continued to throw it at Uncle Wang.

“Roar!” Uncle Wang still didn’t react.

“Not afraid of salt either? Hmph, then black vinegar!” Li Xinjun threw the entire bottle at Uncle Wang’s head. The black vinegar exploded on his head, splashing all over his body. The entire area was instantly filled with a sour smell.

“Roar! Roar! Roar!” Uncle Wang wasn’t afraid of the black vinegar, but he was annoyed by Li Xinjun’s actions. He lunged towards the iron gate, wanting to strangle her.

“Ha, there’s a reaction! Let’s continue, flour!” Li Xinjun opened a whole bag of flour and sprinkled it on Uncle Wang. Since Uncle Wang was already drenched in black vinegar, he was now covered in flour, instantly transforming from a zombie into a snowman.

Brother Wu and Song Ling, who happened to be passing by, saw this scene. Their facial expressions simultaneously showed a strange look, and they exchanged glances.

“Doctor Song, are you just going to let her ab*se that zombie like this?”

“…”

Song Ling was speechless for a moment. She spread her hands towards Brother Wu, showing a helpless expression. Brother Wu felt very fortunate in his heart that he hadn’t become a zombie. Otherwise, it might be him being locked up in the iron cage and tortured by Li Xinjun.

“Chili oil!”

“Roar! Roar! Roar!”

The two of them couldn’t bear to watch Li Xinjun’s actions any longer and decided to leave, no longer watching them.

PS: A story from ancient times to modern times

Tags: Past life fate, zombies, vampires, ancient to modern, yuri