I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Zombies have no life, so they don't breathe, so they don't have a heartbeat.

However, the corpse king suddenly lost his mind. The stiff corpse had long lost his sense of touch, but he surprisingly felt the warmth from the top of his head.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

As it was then.

"I'm just the most despicable civilian, worthless, why did you save me?"

"You are a human being, a life, not a commodity."

This is the fundamental reason why he didn't allow himself to run out to harm others after knowing that he was infected, but buried himself alive with the last bit of kindness in his heart.

Jing Xing let him know that not all the so-called "nobles" are greedy.

There are always one or two people who interpret the human relationship in troubled times.

"Your face is pale?" Jing Xing chuckled, "Is your heart beating very fast?"

These words are particularly like a tryst, but speaking to zombies is particularly weird and intrusive, especially the corpse king, who has always been frightening, nodded his head.

"And then?" The corpse king expressed his dissatisfaction with being abandoned in a naive childish tone, "Are you going to take me back and lock me up? Otherwise, I will still come out to harm people."

"I will." Jing Xing said bluntly, "You are human, and other people are also human. I have taught you that life is equal. It is stupid and arrogant to put one's status on the lives of others."

The Corpse King suddenly stretched out his hand towards Jing Xing, and when Jing Xing seemed to avoid it inadvertently, he snorted lightly and said with a light smile, "Then you take me back, I happen to be very tired, and I have been idle for half a day Not bad."

"Impossible, Wen Song, have you seen the corpses all over the place?"

Thunder roared, rain fell on blue stones, the sound of tick-tock and Jing Xing's voice mixed together.

"Before they became zombies, they were also good parents, good couples, and good children."

"But these have nothing to do with me!" I don't know which sentence I touched, the corpse king suddenly roared, "Could it be that the zombie outbreak has something to do with me? I became the corpse king, they deserve it, they forced me... Anyway, it is irreparable Now, you can do whatever you want, you are my benefactor, even if you let me die, I am willing, but what is the use? Can you make atonement for this?"

"Yes." Jing Xing turned sideways, "As long as you want."

The corpse king sneered: "If this king had something you want, you wouldn't talk to me so much. Mr. Jing, a talented man, why would he keep stumbling around with me here? What do you want? Yes, it needs to be obtained indirectly through this king?"

"Indeed, it's just that I don't think you're willing to give it, and you can't give it either."

"What." The Corpse King smiled, "Could it be my heart?"

Facing the corpse king, Jing Xing took a step forward with vague oppression, and said slowly, "Your painstaking effort is the only antidote to save this world."

There was silence.

The rain soaked Jing Xing's clothes, and also messed up the corpse king's long-lost heart.

It seems that several years have passed, and it seems that everything happened yesterday, but it is like a lifetime.

"Do you know that zombies have no heart." The corpse king lowered his head slightly, brushing his fingers over his heart.

Once you have a heart, you are no longer a zombie.

If you stab it in the heart, you will die.

But Jing Xing didn't respond, even Ye Zhuolin couldn't tell whether he didn't know, or he was so cold that he didn't care at all.

"I do have a heart." The Corpse King didn't seem to see Jing Xing's expression, and said to himself, "When you are forcing so much nonsense, something is wrong, huh, you really are superior people , They are all honey-mouthed, black-hearted people."

These words are neither light nor heavy, but they are heartbreaking. Ye Zhuolin is separated by dozens of feet, and they can taste the sadness on the surface of anger.In a trance, Ye Zhuolin suddenly wanted to check his gold, and was taken aback for a moment.

It's full, the task is completed, and it is estimated that Jing Xing's... death method has also been shown.

"Jing Xing, in fact, this world has nothing to do with us."

Ye Zhuolin muttered softly, and continued, "But it was also related to us."

Jing Xing has never been a heartless person, even if he has nothing to do with him, he still wants to restore the green water and green mountains to this world.

It's just that this goal is now pinned on a zombie.

At this moment, the corpse king suddenly rushed towards Jing Xing, with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to tear Jing Xing to pieces on the spot, the people who had been in a daze immediately woke up, and they all exclaimed, Ye Zhuolin frowned, Huang Hejian was urged to move straight towards the corpse king.

There was a sneer on the corner of the corpse king's mouth, which made people feel uneasy, as if he could create some moths that would destroy the world in the next moment.

The distance was too close, and the only thing that dared to come in time was the sword from its sheath.

Huanghe stabbed fiercely at the corpse king with a majestic momentum that went straight into the sky and pierced the nine heavens. Because he was too hasty and the angle was not adjusted properly, this stab could not hit the vital point, but Huanghe is still Huanghe, it is still enough for the corpse king Drink a jug.

However, at this moment, the corpse king suddenly stopped, and frantically faced the Huanghe sword. Before everyone could react, the corpse king's heart had already been pierced by the Huanghe sword.

The blood that flowed out was immediately washed away by the rain, and the lingering smell of blood and stench mixed together and soaked into the breath.

Ye Zhuolin was startled, and subconsciously looked at Jing Xing.

I saw a large pool of blood splattered in front of Jing Xing's body, red and black, but the corpse king didn't seem to feel any pain, and continued to walk forward with the sword's edge unchanged, until the whole sword pierced his chest However, he didn't stop until he reached the hilt of the sword.

Ye Zhuolin was slightly taken aback.

Jing Xing didn't hold back.

When he became ruthless, he was so cold-blooded that it was unexpected.

The Corpse King naturally noticed that Jing Xing's hand didn't shrink at all, and a trace of loneliness appeared in his eyes involuntarily: "I thought, you would take a few steps back more or less."

"Wen Song." Jing Xing suddenly called the corpse king's original name, "Actually, I don't have a deep impression of you."

The corpse king chuckled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I know, if you say you know me very well, I will think you are hypocritical. It's just a few days of getting along, and you just saved a little trouble."

"No, I never thought you were troublesome, even until now." Jing Xing said softly, "I don't belong to this world, I'm leaving, so don't remember me."

"Oh, so what, you see."

Holding the sword stuck in his chest, the corpse king opened his clothes as if he didn't care at all, and took out a piece of parchment that was already stained red with blood, on which was a picture of the person Ye Zhuolin was most familiar with.

"You don't belong to this world, and I will remember you. If the lights of thousands of families can be rekindled one day, I hope... I will be the first person to light the lights for you."

These words really sounded like love words, but at this time they seemed particularly inexplicable and inappropriate, Ye Zhuolin hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

In comparison, in fact, he never promised Jing Xing anything, and he never did anything "only" for him other than his body.

A zombie is actually more caring than him.

When he returns to the original world, he really has to treat Jing Xing well, he doesn't know how to take care of others, and he won't get tired of it, but at least, he will always treat him as the "only".

As time passed, the blood gradually clotted, and the corpse king's figure gradually fell down. This was the same process as a real person, but at the end, black smoke began to appear from his bones, slowly overflowing from the seven orifices.

The corpse king pointed his fingers to the ground tremblingly, but his eyes were shining, like a poor ghost who had come to the end and saw the gold all over the ground: "These... are all my painstaking efforts, and they are also the evidence of my past."

"Thank you."

Jing Xing filled a small bottle, and the blood inside was so brightly colored that no one could believe that it was blood from a zombie.

The corpse king also lived vigorously.

"Wait until the lights are lit again, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will no longer be empty and lonely. When you are leisurely and elegant, enjoy a cup of new tea. You...don't forget me."

The voice fell, and there was no sound.

Ye Zhuolin was silent for a moment, then asked Jing Xing in a muffled voice: "After giving birth to a heart, a zombie is no longer a zombie, right?"

"Ah."

"So he's dead?"

"En." Jing Xing paused for a while, then said, "I know."

Ye Zhuolin hesitated to speak, but finally said softly: "You did the right thing."

This is the first person Jing Xing met when he first entered this world. Although the relationship is hard to let go, the other side of the scale is the future of the entire human race.

The corpse king's body gradually became translucent, and then turned into fly ash, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

The high mountains in the distance suddenly buzzed, and if you listen carefully, you can find the low growls mixed with zombies, rising and falling, mixed with the bleak wind, as if mourning.

Jing Xing lowered his eyes slightly, and handed over the blood bottle: "Hao Qian, give this to your master."

You Haoqian was already stunned by the scene, and took the bottle almost devoutly: "Uh... oh, good."

Jing Xing looked a little tired, left the group of zombie corpses, walked to Ye Zhuolin's side, stopped, and rubbed the dirt on his legs uncomfortably.

Ye Zhuolin didn't care that he was covered in corpse water and gray smoke, seeing that he didn't move, he simply sat down on the ground, leaned against his legs, and said naturally: "Wen Song is very similar to you, but not very lucky. "

The experience is almost the same as that of Jing Xing, meeting the most important person at the most desperate time.

Unfortunately, however.

This world is not a world worth meeting and getting to know each other.

The author has something to say: Sorry, I have to ask for leave and stop for a while

The reality is too busy, really too busy. In fact, I have been busy since the beginning of school, so I have been gnawing and saving manuscripts, and I have no time to make up. As a result, this chapter has become the last chapter to save manuscripts.Then I’m very stuck recently, and I can’t hold back a few words in an hour, so I want to stop for about half a month, get busy with real things, and smooth out my thoughts by the way

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll be back (hugging my head and crying)