Zombie Boy Cultivating Immortals

While thinking about it, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a female in tinkling clothes suddenly let out a high-pitched scream. At that moment, he felt that he was almost going to see Dainichi Tathagata.

"Master, wake up, tell the master and wife quickly, the second young master is awake!!!"

As the water basin fell to the ground, the water splashed everywhere, and there were many female footsteps and screams, I was not used to being a certain zombie and felt the pressure on my ears.

Just as he was thinking whether to strangle one or two casually to warn these ignorant guys, a slightly hasty and clumsy footsteps sounded.

"Oh, my son—"

With a heart-piercing cry, he felt that his newly functioning heart almost returned to the state of a zombie.

No, zombies can live without their heart beating, but people are dead without their heart beating.

It's so fragile, our zombies can still be alive and kicking without every part, but fragile humans can't.

He continued to mutter in his heart, full of nostalgia for the old days.

An older female grabbed his shoulders, then pressed his head firmly on her chest, rubbed it vigorously, and then started howling loudly.

"My son, my poor son!!!"

The piercing sound made his heart twist, and his ears rumbled.

Noisy!

He really wanted to slap the old female to death, but for no reason, he didn't do it, because the body seemed to retain a lot of memories of the old female, and they seemed to have a lot of affection, and more importantly, the old female was a mother .

The word mother is a great word in all creatures. They reproduce species and make great contributions to the diversity of creatures.

Although zombies are motherless creatures, zombies respect such races.

At this time, an older male came out next to the old female. He was carrying a box. He smelled some familiar grass.

For injuries, for calming the nerves... quite comprehensive.

He suddenly became more fond of this older male, because this older male has the feeling of the great elder of his own tribe, and the elder always takes some flowers and plants to smear them, and helps other creatures. Sometimes they will help humans, but usually humans are scared to death when they see their real bodies.

The skin of this elderly human being is already very loose. Well, it seems that the vitality has gradually faded, and the mental strength is not bad, but the various organs of the body have failed. It would be great if he could also become a zombie.

He sincerely hopes that the ranks of zombies will grow stronger and stronger.

"Reporting to Madam, the Second Young Master's health is fine, and the old man just needs to prescribe some soothing prescriptions to recuperate."

She understood all the words of the older male, but she couldn't understand a single word when put together. What the hell was he talking about? The zombie's brain has become rigid because he hasn't thought about it all year round. The brain, but found that there is nothing useful in it except for the memories that the original owner could not understand.

No, there is one more thing, he knows his name, those women who have a memory that looks very similar to the ontology are called ontology Sishi.

The main body is called Jiang Wen, and the word thinks about poetry. He doesn't know what a "word" is, but he likes Jiang Shishi very much. The name is good and appropriate.

This is the only place where a certain zombie boy is satisfied with the main body, the name is good.

A certain zombie who was digesting this information heard the female who almost suffocated herself in the "waves of breasts", that is, the mother of the main body, said: "Thank you, Dr. Lin... Chunxi, hurry up and serve me with pen and ink."

A certain zombie was surprised. This female’s mood swings are so big. The emotional index is negative when facing the little female who is about the same age as the main body, but the emotional index is positive when facing the older male. This positive and negative change occurs in an instant. Let the zombies with one expression and one emotion all the year round be far behind.

The older male held a short stick with hair, which he remembered to be called a writing brush, and drew a few strokes on a thin, white sheet, and then handed the sheet to the young female.

"Crying and crying, what a pity!" It was another high-decibel human being, who didn't have any intention of digesting it, and a more high-pitched voice sounded.

The new human being, Jiang Sishi, almost immediately smelled that he had a mating relationship with the female next to him, and had a blood relationship with the main body, which should be the memory thing called dad.

He was a little disdainful, the courage of human beings is already very small, and the local courage seems to be lower than the average level of human beings, even seeing the same kind will be frightened.

"You woke up, thinking that you are young and inactive, and you are recovering from a serious illness, so I won't worry about this incident. Our Jiang family tree is a thorn in the flesh, and we are a thorn in the flesh of others. You are so unbelievable as a man, what use is it for you as a father, look at your elder brother and younger brother, which one is not a hundred times stronger than you, you evil animal, if it is not for the sake of your mother and brother's pleading , the old man insists on family law to serve him."

The stern-faced male who looked more like a zombie than his real zombie left with his belly outstretched, and there seemed to be an echo of his "hum" in the air.

Young and inexperienced, recovering from a serious illness, a big tree attracts the wind, a thorn in the flesh...

A series of words fell down, and his eyeballs were shaped like mosquito coils, so he didn't know what the other party meant.

What the hell are you talking about, why didn't I understand a word, he wanted the male to explain, but the man had gone away.

He howled in his heart, but he didn't bother to open his mouth.

But I heard another burst of ultrasound, high-decibel howls in my ears——

"My son, my miserable son, why can't you think about it so much, why is your life so miserable?!"