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I'm a zombie because my dad is a zombie and my mom is a zombie, so it's okay.Dad said that the zombie's favorite food is the brain, which is said to be based on what it eats to make up for it. Although, I think the bloody and wrinkled lump is quite disgusting.

The mother said: "I'm afraid the child hasn't infected the whole body yet."

Dad dismissed it, since he felt the ability of zombies, he never wanted to be a human again.Human beings are fragile and easy to get sick. To sum it up, they are not easy to raise!

Later, I thought about it, so I happily ate my brain.I asked my father, aren't there not many human beings?Why do you still have brains.

Dad said, "I dug up a guy who couldn't move last night, he was so stupid. Today's brain is the guy next to him."

Yes, this is how our zombie family rises!After having human thoughts, my father gave me a name, "Let's call you Cuihua."

I think it's an earthy name, and so does my mother.So my mother said, "Let's call you Ruile."

I accept that the stomach is obviously more important than the name.All I feel every day is hunger, hunger, and a duck flying in the sky.Since that thing grew four wings, it loves to fly, and no bird can compare to it.

I ran, then stepped on the stone, jumped up on the spot, grabbed a nearby branch, turned 180 degrees in the air, kicked the branch back with my feet, and grabbed the duck with my paws forward.Don't ask me how I made such an unreasonable action, because I am a zombie, and I am just so insane.

When I was eating happily, my father called me, and I turned my head. He was not frightened by my bloody mouth and dead duck.

"Wipe your mouth, Dad will take you to the theater, it just opened today, and it's free to watch."

"What is it?"

"A bunch of people playing on stage."

"Oh."

Do zombies still need to watch movies?Anyway, I don't know, I just see that the zombies are there, they can see why we can't.Dad said that the group of guys who wore Qing Dynasty official uniforms and had long braids and pasted yellow talisman papers were sworn enemies with them, and they should stay away from zombies.

"Then why do they like to hate us?"

"Because we ate the brains of their ancestors."

"...That's what you should hate."

At this time, I noticed a woman sitting in the VIP table, a woman in a skirt, more beautiful than anyone I have ever seen, no rotting skin, beautiful eyes, beautiful face everywhere, everywhere.The people around her are just like her, like the human beings described in the book.Unfortunately because of the infection, my eyes can't see the color, so I don't know what color the dress she is wearing.

Dad told me again: "The one sitting there is the scariest race in the world, who can blow your head off with a wave of your hand." Dad suddenly covered his head, "Without a head, there is no brain. Without a brain, we die."

What is death? It sounds like a strange word.Dad seems to have lived for many years, so did my mother, and so did I. Didn’t it mean that when I grow up, I will grow taller and get older? Why do I still have small arms and legs.I stretched out my paws and looked. My nails were black and filled with mud and carrion.

At this time, the drama that Dad said began.I heard it was an excerpt from a play.A man, also good-looking, was holding a woman who had just taken a sip from a small bottle.After chattering a lot, the man took out a knife, stabbed himself in the chest, and fell on the woman.

Liar, I clearly saw that the knife contracted by itself, so it must have missed him, and there were no tears.

Dad said: "That's a robot, it's scary if it can cry."

I tilted my head to look at my father, "Then why is it not scary to cry?"

Dad laughed, he grinned, and a rancid smell hit me. I saw the teeth in his mouth were black, his tongue was also black, and there were a few white and tender maggots crawling in his mouth.Dad has an ugly smile, and so do I.I have seen myself in puddles on rainy days, messy hair, rotting face and gray eyeballs, ugly.

"People, there are all kinds of animals." Dad seemed to think of something, lowered his head, and didn't even watch the drama. "Unfortunately, there are no such things in this world."

Since then, I have determined to fulfill the dream of all zombies: to degenerate back to human beings!

After the play ended, my father led me to walk home, but on the way home, a group of zombies with arms stretched out bouncingly stopped us.By the way, I forgot, this group of guys have never put their arms down since the beginning of the drama.

The leader is a man with a white beard who wears a different hat from the others. You can tell from his face that he is very fierce.Dad said that this guy was a former high-ranking official, he was older and stronger, and he could blow our heads off with a single claw.

I asked Dad if we should run.Dad said no, they are slower than us, they can't bend their hands, and they have yellow paper to cover their eyes, so they can't beat us.

Dad was right. After being teased by us for a while, those zombies cursed angrily, "You! I have never seen such a brazen person before."

"What the general said is very true. These two people are flexible with their hands and feet. They bully others. They won't win by force."

"What are they talking about, Dad?" Very advanced.

Dad looked back at me in the same confusion, "Probably scolding us."

After the zombies are gone, we continue on our way.We saw our kind everywhere along the way, they were much more pitiful than those with advanced brains like us, they moved slowly, and they were headshot by zombies at some point.

Dad said: "Strigoi generally don't do anything to us, they think it's dirty. So don't go near the castle of Strigoi." When he said this, he looked a little aggrieved.Mom said: "Your dad has wanted roses grown by others for a long time, and he is becoming more and more human."

What is a rose again? I have been hearing advanced vocabulary these two days.

"Rose is your mother's favorite flower," Dad replied, and buried his face in the pig's brain we had just caught on the way.I looked at my mother again, and my mother's saliva fell to the ground and she didn't know how to close her mouth.

Not only is my father like a human being, our family is becoming more and more like a human being.

It was a long time before I saw the rose that Dad wanted, and I was running after the rolling pig. I hadn't eaten a pig's brain for a long time and didn't want to let it go.So I ran into the territory of the castle, but no one or robot found me.

I'm so lucky.

But in a blink of an eye, the pig disappeared.Now that the pig is gone, I think I'd better go, but I saw the rose field.I still remember that the day after I asked what a rose was, my mother found a picture somewhere and pointed to the picture and said that this flower was a rose.

I suddenly wanted to secretly pull one and take it home, so my father would be very happy, and so would my mother.So I walked over, and when I was close to the sea of ​​flowers, I was caught by two stick-like things, and I turned around immediately, away from the roses.

My heart hurts, oh no, forgot my heart stopped beating.I looked back and almost screamed, but since I didn't have that function, I just watched blankly.

Mom, it's a zombie who caught me!

It was a zombie about my age, about six or seven years old.He didn't wear an official uniform, but he wore a long gown. When he let me down, I saw a pattern of fangs, claws and eyes like copper bells printed on his gown.Another advanced gadget that I have never seen before.

Unlike common zombies, this little zombie has no yellow symbols, no hat, and half of its head is shiny.Only his face was still the livid gray of a zombie.

"What are you doing? I almost plucked roses."

"Ignorance!" The little zombie snorted, "Brother, I saved your life just now. If it wasn't for me, you would have died long ago. Come and thank me soon."

Me: "..." What are you talking about?I can't understand.

The little zombie glanced at me and jumped beside me, pushing my face to the other side with stiff hands. "If you don't believe me, see for yourself, the dog bit Lu Dongbin."

I stretched my neck and squinted my eyes. There were two more men who were not human anyway. They took a handle and tilted it slightly, and water flowed out of the hole immediately.Hey, fun.

"Fool, look."

I obeyed, trying to raise my head.On the balcony on the second floor, a woman held the railing with both hands and bowed down.Behind her was a woman in a long skirt, but unfortunately she buried her head on the neck of the person in front of her.Otherwise I would have known if the woman in the dress was the one I had seen in the theater.

I turned around and wanted to ask the little zombie what he wanted from Maida.Who knew that this guy looked very angry. "Damn it, it's really unethical to dare to publicize prostitution in broad daylight!"

I thought about it and said, "That's right, the sun is out today. I haven't seen the sun for a long time."

The little zombie seemed to be pissed off again.

"Idiot, brother, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to bed."

"Wait." I held him back, "Dad said that zombies don't come out during the day, why are you here?"

"I, I, you can't sleep too much! Brother Ben is out of your business."

"Oh."

The little zombie glanced at me, jumped a few steps, and turned around, "I shouldn't have saved you, my benefactor is leaving without saying a word."

I said indifferently: "Come on, you."

At the same time, the woman holding the railing finally slipped weakly to the ground.Luo Jia's face was rarely ferocious. Didn't I just see the sun come out to see the flowers, and say hello to the handsome robot guy by the way, who did I provoke?It was almost sucked dry last time, and it took three days to raise it back.During those three days, she didn't dare to look in the mirror, for fear of seeing the mummy.

Wilster touched the blood on his lips and closed his eyes.The little blood slave has just recovered, so he can't... control himself well.Soon, she bent down and picked up Lorgar.

"I was wrong this time."

Eh?The proud vampire even apologized to her.Luo Jia couldn't believe it, but she couldn't turn around in this posture, and she couldn't see her face.

Wilster spoke again, in a low voice. "As compensation, I'll take you to the bar tonight."

Whoa, is that zombie haunting the bar?

The author has something to say: Chapter [-] of ghosts hhh I will go home tomorrow, and I will finally not be tortured by my roommate's special hobby of playing singles for the time being.To be honest, the school owes me a roommate, let me have a young lady next semester.