Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

Longing for Life: Four-year-old Zombie Author: Zombie Fish

A little zombie who has lived for thousands of years has strayed into the life that variety shows yearn for.

Sister, what is this, why don't I?

Brother, what are you looking at?Why are the two villains fighting?

What should I do if I want to eat game?

Bring the game to your door!

Chapter 1 Millennium Zombie, Qin Qing!

　　Xiangxi, somewhere in Shiwanda Mountain

　　It was the afternoon, the sun was high, and there was a sense of silence all around.

　　Suddenly, the grass shook violently.

　　A little rabbit seemed to be frightened and ran wildly.

　　"Bang" sound.

　　Because he was in a panic, the little rabbit slammed into a big tree and stopped moving in an instant.

　　At this moment, a child who looked only four or five years old and was white and tender as if about to drip water, burst out of the grass with a cute explosion.

　　He was wearing a purple embroidery, an official uniform of an unknown era, and the already white and tender skin against the background had a crystal clear feeling, which was really cute.

　　If this is placed in the city, it will be a charming little lady.

　　"Little bunny, I'm sorry, I just want to play a game with you, why can't you think of it?"

　　The little guy sat next to the little rabbit with a sad face.

　　"Cuckoo."

　　While talking, Xiao Zhengtai's stomach suddenly protested.

　　"Oops, I'm hungry."

　　"Little Tutu, you are dead, it's useless to have this skin, so give it to Xiaoqing?"

　　"Why don't you speak? If you don't speak again, Xiaoqing will take it as your default?"

　　"Emmm, since you agreed, Xiaoqing is welcome."

　　Xiao Zhengtai held the rabbit in both hands, opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and bit the rabbit directly.

　　That's right, this little Zhengtai is not a human being, but a little zombie, a little zombie who doesn't know how long he has lived!

　　He didn't know why he became like this. He didn't have any memory in his mind, only a vague name, like Qin or Qing.

　　The little zombie is free and easy by nature, so he simply combined the two words and named him Qin Qing.

　　How long has Qin Qing lived?

　　He doesn't like going down the mountain, because many people have a smell that disgusts him.

　　In contrast, he prefers to spend time with animals.

　　In a long time, he also knew a few people.

　　There is an old grandfather who herds cows, an auntie who goes to the mountain to pick mushrooms, a child who herds sheep, and a young lady who often secretly brings him delicious food.

　　Because of boredom, Qin Qing often sleeps.

　　Sometimes it takes decades, and sometimes it takes hundreds of years.

　　This time Qin Qing slept again, and when he woke up, he found that the world had changed a lot.

　　When I was sleeping, there were warlords everywhere. You beat me and I beat you all day long. There were explosions everywhere, and many, many people died.

　　After waking up, there is something called a car running everywhere, and something called an airplane flying in the sky.

　　It's just that the air doesn't smell good anymore, it has a stinky smell.

　　It has been more than three years since she woke up from her sleep, and Qin Qing has only descended the mountain once.

　　The scenery at the foot of the mountain has changed, all of which are cold concrete steel bars.

　　The air below the mountain has also changed, and the smell of decay is everywhere.

　　There are others, Qin Qing feels very uncomfortable.

　　So he didn't go down the mountain at all for the past few years, and it was fine to stay on the mountain alone.

　　Well, it's just a little boring.

　　"Bah, bah, bah! It's really not good to drink when the blood is cold."

　　"Woohoo, I really want Xiaohua, she is delicious. Unfortunately, she has died, and she has been dead for a long time." Qin Qing held a cute little head with both hands and sorrow.

　　On a hill not far away, a few towering trees have grown on a small grave.

　　Suddenly, a loud roar made Qin Qing's eyes light up.

　　He opened his short legs, and it turned out to be like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he stayed in place for hours, leaving only the weeds swaying in the wind.

　　On the mountain road not far away, a long motorcade stopped there.

　　All the roofs are pulling a lot of things, and a row of red and yellow LOGO is printed on the body of each car: yearning for life.

　　In the middle of the road, a pile of boulders blocked the originally narrow mountain road, and everyone was concentrated beside the first car with a gloomy expression.

　　If there are modern people, it will be a big surprise.

　　These are all big stars that swept the country.

　　He Jong, known as the God of Ageless, is the almighty host of his confidant brother He Jong.

　　Film, video, song, entertainment, and education, Huang Lei, a well-rounded entertainment tycoon.

　　The youngest old actor, Zhang Zifeng, the new generation acting leader.

　　The popular little flower, the new star of the Jade Maiden faction, becomes Yuqi.

　　Three bowls are not enough, and four bowls are just right, Peng Peng, the number one foodie in the entertainment industry.

　　"This is the way you're leading? What are you talking about taking shortcuts, this is a good copy! How many times have I said that, what do you do for inspections and inspections in advance? The show will start early tomorrow morning, and it is too late to turn back Now, delay the broadcast, can you afford this responsibility?"

　　Director Lao Huang roared angrily. *

Chapter 2 Why is there a tiger here? (please subscribe, ask for flowers!)

　　"Director Huang, we have walked this road before, and there was no landslide at that time."

　　A man with glasses who looked only in his twenties gave Director Huang a weak look.

　　"There was no landslide at that time, what is this? Excuse me, what is this?"

　　Director Huang pointed to the hill-like rock in front of him and questioned loudly.

　　"Okay, okay, old Huang, it's really no wonder Xiao Liu, what we have to do now is to find a way to minimize the loss."

　　Huang Lei patted Director Huang's shoulder, also having a headache.

　　"Yeah, old Huang, I believe Xiao Liu, this kid has always been very reliable."

　　He Jiong also spoke.

　　Director Huang glanced at the two of them and hesitated.

　　These two are real big coffees, and face is naturally to be given.

　　"Isn't it a live broadcast? We can broadcast it anywhere. The previous episodes all started from the mushroom house, and we will start the live broadcast directly from here this episode. It can explain why we suddenly changed the live broadcast routine, and it may be more attractive. Eyeballs."

　　After Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, he realized that everyone was staring at him.

　　"Yes, Zifeng, this is a good idea! Director Huang, I think you can try it. The mushroom house has not changed for thousands of years, it will definitely make people feel boring." He Jiong said with some excitement.

　　Director Huang thought about it for a while, and that was all he could do.

　　"Okay, all departments are ready, and the live broadcast will start immediately!"

　　"Huh? Am I dazzled? Why is there a little doll there?"

　　The live broadcast had just started, and Cheng Yuqi, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up.

　　"Little Doll?"

　　He Jiong glanced at Cheng Yuqi suspiciously, followed her line of sight, and suddenly widened his eyes.

　　"God, what a little baby! How can it be dangerous to stand on the edge of a cliff!"

　　As soon as the camera turned, I saw a little doll in an official uniform who looked only three or four years old sitting on the edge of a cliff, staring at the film crew with relish.

　　"My God! Where's the parent? Isn't your heart too big?"

　　"Quickly call the police!"

　　"Save people, save people! It's too late to call the police now."

　　The live broadcast has just started, and the live broadcast room is instantly lively.

　　"Little brother, don't sit there, step back!" Zhang Zifeng's anxious face turned pale.

　　"Don't shout, don't shout, don't scare the baby! Let's go up, let's go up and see if we can lead him to safety."

　　He Jiong waved his hand and stopped the few people who were about to speak.

　　"Are you talking to Xiaoqing?"

　　Qin Qing stared at He Jiong and his party with great interest, and asked happily.

　　He didn't know how long he didn't talk to anyone.