In the room, a thirty-two-three-year-old woman was lying on the ground, clutching her stomach and humming.

On the other side, a little girl of four or five years old ran over crying, holding the woman's arm: "Mom, Mommy." ”

While crying, he looked at Ning Sheng, his eyes were hazy with tears, and his milk voice was milky: "You are a bad person!"

Ning Sheng glanced at the impoverished house, a little embarrassed, and said, "I'm sorry Sister Ah Chun, I didn't know you and the child were still there!"

He knows this woman, a local, her husband died in a car accident three years ago, she looks good, and her husband is gone, she usually likes to talk to young boys in the community about some half-meat and half-vegetarian jokes, especially with Ah Hao.

The woman got up, straightened her hair, licked her chapped lips, and smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, I thought it was a zombie......!" Come in and sit down?"

This sentence used to be avoided, but now it sounds even more weird.

"No, take care!" Ning Sheng smiled and closed the door.

With a sigh of relief, he walked downstairs.

At this time, several mutant cats and mutant weasels outside were attracted by the sound of talking, all of them the size of calves, and the people talking in the two buildings immediately disappeared.

Ning Sheng was careful not to be discovered, then brushed the sheet and continued to the second floor.

Today, I will finish the three units first, and when I come out again, I have to change places.

The doors of the two rooms on the second floor were locked, the same ones he had closed six days earlier.

At this time, there was no sound from 205 on the left, but there was a clanging sound from room 206.

Ning Sheng pondered for a moment, and first pried room 205.

The door soon opened, and it was dark and smelling musty.

He set the sheet aside and carefully turned on the light.

There is no danger, presumably the old lady and girl who were killed by himself six days ago are the owners of this house.

There are three bedrooms in total, and the decoration is very warm.

Ning Sheng found the kitchen, bathroom, and grocery room from the two bedrooms, and found only some seasonings, cold and anti-inflammatory medicines, a handful of rotten celery, some rotten fruit, a piece of stinky pork, and half a bag of rice noodles.

After collecting the rice, noodles and medicine, he walked to the last room.

This room is strange, it is an old-fashioned wooden door, and the outside is locked.

Ning Sheng took out a screwdriver and hammer and continued to pry.

"Dangchang!"

When the door was locked, the door opened automatically, and a wooden sign suddenly hung down.

Ning Sheng was startled, and hurriedly dodged back, finding that the wooden card had no attack power, and only after simply hanging down did he breathe a sigh of relief, staring at the wooden card, only to see that it was written: Clean closed entrance!

Retreat?

Ning Sheng rubbed his nose and looked inside, and couldn't help but be stunned.

This room opens onto a balcony, but the decoration is very special, full of retro style, with some cold weapons and some posters such as "Wu", "Forbearance" and "Compassion" hanging on the wall.

At first glance, it is a room for avid martial arts enthusiasts.

Ning Sheng's interest has increased greatly, who didn't have a dream of a martial arts hero when he was a child?

So one by one, the cold weapons were inspected.

Soon saw the last one.

It is a knife placed on a separate knife holder at the offering table, with a portrait of an ancient person on the back wall and an incense burner underneath.

Good fellow, the knife that was offered.

Ning Sheng subconsciously picked it up and played with it, and it was very heavy to start, estimated to be about thirty catties.

Gently pull out the blade, not very good-looking, it is full of circles around the firing lines, the same as the ghost painting talisman, but the handle of the knife is engraved with two words small seal: Sorrow!

"Leave the sorrowful knife?"

Ning Sheng muttered.

At this moment, the sound of breaking wind behind him sounded, and someone "drank".

Ning Sheng put down the knife and dodged to the side, but he was a step too late, and he was hit in the back, and it hurt fiercely.

When I looked back, I saw a thin old man wearing a Tai Chi morning exercise uniform, holding a dagger.

His appearance seemed to be normal, except for a pair of blood-red eyes and an open mouth with fangs.

Ning Sheng glanced at the balcony and said carelessly, this old man should have come from the balcony.

This is also an infected person, but this is the first time I have seen an infected person who can stab people with a dagger.

The blood on the back was dripping down the corners of the clothes, the stabbing was very deep, and the wound was very painful.

Ning Sheng endured the pain, clenched his fists, and pondered how to kill the old man.

"Drink!"

Who knew that the old man was the first to attack, and the dagger stabbed again.

Ning Sheng simply struck back with a "Blood Devouring Claw".

"Poof!"

The two staggered, Ning Sheng's chest had more blood marks, and the "Blood Devouring Claw" grabbed empty, and the old man was intact.

"I'll go!"

Ning Sheng looked at the old man blankly, there was an illusion of facing a martial arts master, he could have caught him just now, but who knew that the old man dodged away strangely, but the dagger stabbed himself like a vegetable!

Who's going to reason with this thing?

"Drink!"

The old man stabbed again.

Ning Sheng's scalp was numb, and he jumped behind the old man with a "rat jump", and directly "tore".

He studied this trick very thoroughly and was very confident.

However, the old man seemed to have eyes behind him, his shoulders shrank forward, dodged the "tear", and turned around and stabbed two daggers.

"Poof!

Ning Sheng's arms were bloody.

"it!"

He panicked instantly, and he met a master! There was no move, and the "long tongue" was thrown in the room.

Finished!

Die before you get out of school!

Why is my life so miserable!

Is it going to hang here today?

"Drink!"

The old man was so nimble that he stabbed again.

Ning Sheng's face turned pale, and he ran away, but the more anxious he was, the worse it became, his feet slipped, and he sat on the ground.

The old man's dagger stabbed him in the eye!

Seeing that it was about to arrive, in a hurry, he took out the "Sorrow Knife" on the offering table and stabbed back at the old man.

The old man saw the "Sorrow Knife" and was a meal.

"Poof—"

Stunned, the scimitar pierced the old man's heart, and a foul smell came out of his body, and brown dirty blood dripped down.

And the dagger was only three centimeters away from Ning Sheng's eyes.

"Hoo ......"

Ning Sheng panted desperately, seeing that the old man was not moving, he threw him aside with a knife, and then lay on the ground in a large shape.

At this time, the kill screen appears in front of you again:

"Class B infected.

Attack Power: 11.

Contagiousness: 3.

Status: Deceased.

Absorbable Energy: 5.

Absorbability: Nine Slashing Techniques!

Does it absorb it?

[OK], [No]?"

"B-level infected? There are high-level infected, no wonder it's so scary!"

Ning Sheng was stunned for a moment, and "clicked" to confirm.

The strength instantly increased again, and a strange set of sword techniques was clearly imprinted in his mind.

There are a total of nine knives, one knife, two stabs, three cuts, four cuts, five cuts, six cuts, seven swords, eight swords, and nine swords!

"The martial arts of the dead can also be absorbed?"

This feeling is indescribable and unclear, as if I have practiced sword techniques for many years.

At this time, the symbols in my mind also changed:

"One Heavy Heaven: (17/30)

Attack Ability: Blood Devouring Claw, Tear, Long Tongue, Rat Jump, Nine Slashing Techniques!"

Ning Sheng really didn't have the heart to analyze, he found that his body became cold and his head began to dizzy, which should be the cause of excessive bleeding. It's not good to be out of school today, so you have to go back as soon as possible, otherwise the mutated animals will find it with the smell of blood, and they really want to hang here.

He got up and walked out, took two steps and turned back to take the "Sorrow Knife" with him.

Carrying things out of room 205, the sound in the house of the infected couple in 206 on the opposite side stopped, and the sound of people talking was faintly heard.

Ning Sheng frowned slightly and glanced over.

Just then, the door creaked open, and two bald heads poked out of it.

It's two survivors.

They were all in their thirties, shirtless, with tattoos on their bodies.

The moment they saw Ning Sheng, the two of them were startled.

Ning Sheng took the opportunity to look into the house, only to see that there were still four or five men inside, the couple had fallen to the ground, and a large hole had been carved out of the east wall.

It turns out that these people came by digging the wall, presumably looking for food!

The two men in front of the door finally found that Ning Sheng, a guy covered in blood, was a survivor, and one of the round-faced men scolded: "Look at your mother selling batches, get out!"

Ning Sheng didn't say anything, he didn't have the strength to contradict people now, and there was no need to contradict these hammers.

Lift your feet and go upstairs.