Self-introduction: Song Zize

I'm Song Zize. You must be wondering why the creator wrote my autobiography when my name doesn't appear in the story. Actually, I exist in the story. If you read my biography, you'll understand...

Like the protagonist Cheng Wen, I am also a zombie, but I am different from him. I am a first-generation zombie.

Song Wenshu was the emperor who established the relationship between corpse keepers and zombies.

Unlike the original legend, Song Wenshu took me back not because I looked like his dead concubine, but because I forced him to do so.

That year, I accidentally killed someone and began to fall. When I was separating the next generation, he happened to see it. I threatened him not to tell anyone, otherwise I would kill him. For my own sake, I asked him to take me with him so that he could supervise me.

He was different from any human I had ever met. Instead, he looked at me with excitement and asked me an unexpected question, "Will you marry me?"

I didn't answer. Putting aside the fact that I was a zombie, even if I wasn't, how could a man like me marry him?

I was very weak after separating the next generation. He seemed to notice it, so he specially changed to a larger carriage, covered it with cushions, and installed a chaise longue. The next generation I separated was also carefully placed on the other side.

I lay on the chair, holding his sleeves tightly with my hands. I was worried that he would expose me, but he was not afraid that I would kill him and looked at me with burning eyes.

"What are you looking at?" I asked him casually. Was he looking at my hair that was gradually turning white?

"Look at your waist and (mute--)." He said.

I was stunned. It was the first time I saw such a shameless human being.

"Are you trying to make me let my guard down?" Humans are naturally cunning, but zombies' hearing, vision, and even sense of pain are all beyond ordinary people.

"No, I just like you very much," he said to himself, not caring about my reaction.

He brought me into the palace, and then he took me to a very large palace to live with him. It is said that this is the Golden Dragon Palace.

My hair has turned completely white. If other humans see me, they will definitely think I am a demon.

In fact, zombies are not only born through separation, but can also slowly form in some extremely dark places.

"Are you awake?"

Every time I woke up, he had just returned from the morning court session.

He came to the bed and put his arms around my waist, buried his head in the crook of my neck, and breathed deeply.

Like a pervert.

"Does your clan have any way to make us check and balance each other?" His face was filled with fatigue. I guess those ministers are going to appeal to me again, asking me to get out or burn me to death for being such a nuisance.

"No." I pushed him away, got out of bed and got dressed. Everyone here already knew, and there was no point in keeping an eye on him now. It would be better to leave for the mountains and jungles where it would be quiet.

He seemed to read my thoughts and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a place where there is no one." I turned my head to look at him, but was frightened by his deep eyes. I immediately pinched his vitals, but he counterattacked and pressed me down on the bed.

Yes, no matter how childish and perverted he behaves in front of me, he is the emperor who rules over a country, the ruler of an empire who is worshipped as a god by the people of the country.

"Let me go." I squinted my eyes and looked at him. Although I was punished and my strength began to decline, I did not recommend fighting him to the death. Even if the wolf dies, it must bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy. What's more, I am the ancestor of zombies.

He looked at me intently for a moment, then laid on top of me. "If you want to leave, can you take me with you?"

A aggrieved voice came from behind me, and my first reaction was that it was too ridiculous. The king of a country wanted to run away with a little zombie like me?

Before I could say anything, my mouth was blocked. I looked at him in shock, but he didn't stop moving. He kept mumbling, "Zize, can you take me with you? It's too cold here..."

A tear fell on my face, and my eyes dimmed. For the first time, this heartless zombie felt emotions.

"You really are a lunatic." I reached out to wipe away his tears, held his face, and responded enthusiastically.

Seeing that you are a lunatic, I am one too, so I will go crazy with you for a while!

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I told him how to restrain each other and become my body keeper, and he did it very successfully, beyond my imagination.

He argued with the court officials, and a year later, he won.

Bring the alien races to the surface, order them to be protected, and set up special sect death squads to protect them.

But I don't have much time left, my punishment has already come.

Lividity spots also began to appear on his body, and there was a faint corpse odor...

I looked at my left hand, which was covered with a large patch of corpse spots. The same was true on my body. I sighed, put on gloves, and lit some strong incense in the room to cover up the corpse stench on my body.

"A-choo! A-choo!" He came in and sneezed twice, then rushed towards me.

It's winter now, and he hugged me and kept complaining that he was cold. Zombies are also cold. I really don't know how he kept warm on me.

I had no appetite that night and didn't eat much, so I went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was not next to me.

I stood up and sat up, but the incense in the room had gone out! The stench of death slowly began to rise. I quickly lit the incense. Every day, the incense would burn until morning, so why did it go out in the middle of the night?

Although I don't like this fragrance, it is the only one that can cover up the smell on my body.

I put on my coat, took some spices with me, and went to find him.

It's easy for the zombie clan to find people. I followed the breath of his soul and came to a wall.

He was behind the wall, a very simple mechanism, the wall opened and I walked in.

I saw him kneeling in front of a statue of a god, with servants behind him whipping him non-stop. He kept muttering, "Don't take him away, don't take him away, I will atone for my sins, I will atone for his sins..."

I wasn't moved, only angry. I jumped in front of him and kicked him, "Who taught you that? Song Wenshu, how dare you? You dare to worship others and let others whip you?"

He stood up and hurriedly reached out to wipe away my tears. I cried? I don't know.

He said he was a mortal and I was a zombie. He smelled my odor, took off my nightgown at night, and saw my body. He was scared and couldn't accept me leaving him, so he prayed to God to let me accompany him to the end of his life and then die together.

I looked at him with an angry smile, "If the gods really were useful, there would be no more suffering people in this world."

I pulled him back to the palace and asked them to remove the incense. Since he already knew about it, there was no need for me to force myself to smell the incense. Let him smell the stench.

I was so angry that I lay down and fell asleep. I know he did it for me, but I didn't want him to do these things for me. And he wanted me to cry like a little girl and say I was touched? I am the ancestor of zombies. I don't need others to do anything for me.

After a while, he also lay down and put his arms around my waist.

"Are you scared?"

I asked this, but he didn't answer, he just hugged me closer.

These days, I have been getting more and more sleepy, and the longest time I slept was two and a half days.

When I woke up, I saw him staring at me with red eyes. I even wondered if he would stare at my corpse for the rest of his life after I died.

I woke up again, and this time he was not there. I asked him where he was, but the maids did not answer. Two days later, he came back from outside the palace.

I looked at his forehead which was covered in blood and flesh. He was holding something in his hand and ran towards me excitedly, asking me to take it.

He said it would definitely work this time. I took a look and it was a longevity talisman.

Looking at the wound on his forehead and the dirty clothes on his body, I understood.

This time I brought a talisman and laughed at him, saying that he had a disfigured face and was so ugly that even dogs didn't want to pay attention to him.

He was very happy and happily asked me to change into festive clothes.

I looked at the big red robe embroidered with golden phoenix patterns. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed ugly. Su Jin's clothes looked better.

In order to keep him happy for a while longer, I forced myself to stay awake until the day of Crystal's judgment came.

My body began to slowly dissipate and my soul was crushed bit by bit.

He sat down on the ground with red eyes and trembling.

Are you scared now? I looked at him deeply. He dug out his heart and held it in his hands up to the air.

I couldn't see clearly anymore, but I felt a suction force and was sucked into a warm space. This space made me feel very safe, and I fell asleep.

Song Wenshu put the heart back on his chest and looked at the crystal in front of him calmly, "I want to make a deal with you."

A madman will unconditionally accept his lover, and his heart is no exception.

When I woke up again, the world had changed so much that I couldn't believe why I didn't die completely.

He has also been reincarnated and become a little carrot head.

As I watched him lead a difficult life, I gradually realized that something was wrong. His fate shouldn't be like this. He was the one who had fought for the stability of the country in his previous life. This shouldn't be the case. And... why did his soul show signs of splitting?

I seem to understand something. Using souls to make a deal, this doesn't seem like a big deal to a madman...

I was blocked by the Heavenly Dao and I couldn't help him until I felt my separate body.

When he fell in the mass grave and was about to die, I forcefully drilled into the body of my separate body. I stuffed the tender bud into his mouth, but he refused to chew it. I was not strong enough, so I said a word and left in a hurry.

The power of the split body is very strong. I cannot occupy it for a long time, and I cannot let the split body see him.

He survived, but he recognized the wrong person...

I saw him being kind to the Splits, helping them, and secretly dealing with all those who discovered their Split identities...

He was a fool, he couldn't cook, and to make a plate of cakes, he wasted tons of ingredients and didn't sleep for several nights...

Although I know that he mistook the split body for me, but...

I watched him do everything until he died...

The original feudal dynasty left a deep impression on his soul.

Just because I once said, "Two men can't be together..."

I accompanied him in hell and burned for thousands of years. He protected me very well and I didn't get hurt at all.

In this life, I discovered that I could enter the bodies of zombies. When he was abandoned in a room, I immediately entered the body of a zombie...

The ending was still very bad. He didn't recognize me. Then I realized that he only had half of his soul, and he gave the remaining half to me to nourish my soul.

The laws of nature will not allow zombies and humans to fall in love, just like the secular world does not accept the eye contact between boys...

When he injected the crystal, I was in pain. I wanted him to know that I was here, but I was blocked by the Heavenly Dao...

He died again. Before he died, he opened his eyes wide and looked at me. I knew... he remembered me... recognized me...

His eyes were filled with a complex mixture of attachment, love, grief, regret, unwillingness, and... a madness like the depths of the abyss...

He really is a complete lunatic. Even when he is about to be reduced to ashes, he still wants to drag me down with him...

Since you love me so much, I will agree to your request.

I injected my last bit of strength into my two separate bodies, forcing them to revert to their original form, then kill me and crush my soul...

Crazy, I'm with you.

A small skirt

I originally wanted to release it together with Zhao Ya's autobiography, but Zhao Ya's story was revised again and again, and it's still not perfect. Because I am from the creator's perspective, I understand everything, but the angels are from a God's perspective, and I am afraid that if it is too tight, people won't understand it, and if it is too loose, it will be too silly and sweet, so it has been delayed until now. However, the little skirt has been established, and I am afraid that the angels don't know what to open a new one.

Wuwuwu, thank you angels for being willing to listen to all my nonsense, but now only one angel has come in. It would be so embarrassing if no one came in ( )

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New article looking for collection! "After losing my memory, I became a heartthrob"

After Losing My Memory, I Became a Heartthrob

Powerful loyal wife slave top x noble crazy sick beauty bottom

Duan Shan is the regulator of the world, keeping all races in balance. However, he lost his memory after falling into a deep sleep. But he is not afraid because he has a very powerful opponent.

Duan Shan handled everything without any worries because he knew his lover would help him take care of everything and he had absolute trust in their love.

Yan Wu's soul was split into two parts. One half was made into earrings and worn on Duan Shan's ears. The other half followed Duan Shan around every day. He would stutter for a long time before saying a word, and would say "Madam... hug..." "Madam... kiss..." "Madam... bed..." from time to time.

On the day of the wedding, the Heavenly Dao acquiesced, but the various tribes rebelled and joined forces with the outside world to attack.

"The most noble God in the world! How can you be with a filthy demon?!"

Yan Wu is gone, and the world he cherished and protected has betrayed him...

He left the luxurious manor and returned to his small but warm study, no longer receiving guests or showing up in public.

When the outside world invaded, the leaders of various tribes came to the library and asked for his protection, but they found that the supervisor was huddled in a dark corner, his long hair had been cut, and he looked extremely decadent.

"Save you? Haha... I saved you... Who will save my Daidai?! Who will save him?!" Duan Shan stood up shakily and stretched out his hands to all the living creatures, "Can you give Daidai back to me? Give it back to me... I beg you..."

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