A dry living corpse suddenly emitted a girlish and melodious sound, and anyone who heard it would doubt their ears.

Named

When the living corpse customer of "Tinian" said his name, he immediately attracted the astonished eyes of everyone in the store.

"Guest, your voice?" Ringer stared at Tinian's rosy lips, but except for the skin around her mouth, she still had the look of a corpse.

"Great, my voice is back." Tinian was also pleasantly surprised by the change in her voice.

"My throat had been dry until I drank that glass, but now I'm feeling better. Sure enough, you can't do it without water, and even if you become a zombie, you have to drink water. She rubbed her throat and said.

"One more glass, one big glass, I feel like I need more water." Ringer was also curious about what would become of her if she continued to drink, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of pure water fell from the sky and refilled the empty beer glass.

Tinian picked up her glass, gulped it down, and quickly drained it again.

"One more drink, thank you." Ringer then used her magic to add water and watched as Tinian drank cup after glass, her shriveled body gradually plumping and white, becoming more and more feminine.

For an ugly living corpse, clothes that have been torn over time are appropriate, but hanging on a sexy body is full of seduction.

Tinian finally put down her glass and patted her stomach in satisfaction: "Ah, it feels alive, it's a wonderful feeling." "Her current appearance is indeed no different from that of a living person, and surprisingly, she has a young face that does not correspond to her mature body.

The girl's face, the body of the little F. Fortunately, Ringer is also a man who has seen the world, and he glanced at the guest who seemed to be a newborn, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly calmed down.

It seems that this guest is not an ordinary zombie, and ordinary zombies will not become beautiful women after drinking water, let alone survive from Jarlet's hands.

"Isn't there a water source around Miss Tinian's cemetery?" He asked. Tinien tilted her head and thought about it—before the white-haired robber broke into her house and slashed her head open, she lived a chaotic zombie life like the other zombies in the cemetery, sleeping in the grave during the day and crawling out for a walk at night, except that she seemed to have gone a little further and met humans several times.

She couldn't remember the details of the book anymore, and all the memories were blurry until her head was split open by the silver sword.

When she awoke again, she found that her head seemed to be brighter than before, and that the white-haired robber had gone, probably thinking she was dead.

"Ah, I remember, there is a well in the cemetery, but there is a very fierce woman living in it, and I dare not disturb it." Vague fragments of memories flashed through her mind, and Tinian grabbed them, recalling some of the things of the nightmare period.

"Didn't Jaylet clean her up?"

"I don't know, I haven't been out since I woke up...... Hey, wait, who's Jarlit? ”

"It's the white-haired robber you call it."

"Do you know that robber?!" Tinian stared at Ringer with wide eyes.

"Think about how you got here, the entrance is there, she was in the store before you came here." Tinian hugged her head and said in fear, "Will she still come here then?" If she finds out that I'm awake again, she'll cut me again. ”