Chapter 137: The Living Corpse

The sound made the three of them blow up, Zhang Ling turned around and used a flashlight to shine in the direction from which the sound came, and the sound came from the west room.

Zhang Ling looked at Qi Dapeng and the two of them raised all the weapons in their hands, and walked towards the door of the room that made a sound.

But as they reached the door, the sound suddenly stopped, and the room was dead silent!

In the live broadcast room on the other end of the camera, some timid people have already withdrawn from the live broadcast room, and even those bold ones insist on continuing to watch, because they are too curious about the follow-up development.

"What's behind the door? It can't be a ghost, right? ”

"It could also be a cat!"

"Impossible, my meow scratching the door is not that kind of sound at all, this sound sounds like the sound of a corpse scratching the coffin board!"

"Upstairs, don't talk like you've heard of it!"

"Quality point, stop looking, why can't you go to heaven like this!"

“……”

This time, Zhang Ling didn't let Qi Dapeng take the lead, he took out a Five Thunder Talisman and said softly: "Brother Peng, after opening the door in a while, I will rush first, and you will help me break the back!" ”

Qi Dapeng nodded, he leaned sideways and let the door out, signaling that Zhang Ling could go up.

Zhang Ling looked at the dilapidated wooden door in front of him and took a deep breath, then kicked it over, and with the sound of a wood breaking, Zhang Ling rushed in with an arrow step, and Qi Dapeng followed closely behind to provide lighting and support for Zhang Ling.

However, Zhang Ling's momentum suddenly stopped, and Qi Dapeng behind him almost didn't hit him.

"What's wrong?" Qi Dapeng asked in surprise

Zhang Ling used a flashlight to shine at the corner of the dark room, and Qi Dapeng followed the light to find a thin figure shrinking in the corner, his body shaking.

"Isn't this Li Xiang's youngest daughter?" Qi Dapeng looked at the dirty little girl in front of him and exclaimed in surprise

Zhang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and squatted in front of the frightened little girl and asked, "Little sister, don't be afraid, uncles won't hurt you." ”

Li Xiaoyu, who was originally floating in the yard, suddenly appeared beside Zhang Ling, she looked at her sister with sadness in her eyes, and squatted down beside her.

"Tell uncle, what happened, how did you end up here? What about your sister? ”

The four or five-year-old girl in front of her was obviously frightened, she trembled and hugged her thin body tightly with both hands.

At this time, Qi Dapeng, who was standing on the side, looked at her little pale face and frowned: "It looks like she hasn't eaten for several days!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a Snickers from his backpack and handed it to the little girl, who immediately snatched it and devoured it.

After eating, a trace of blood regained on her pale face, and she seemed to have some strength.

Zhang Ling asked softly again: "Little sister, tell your uncle, what about your sister?" ”

The little girl looked at Zhang Ling for a while and then said, "My sister was taken away by an expressionless uncle!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ling's mind immediately appeared with the mysterious young man with cold and vicious eyes

"Then why are you here?"

"Dad, Dad, I think Xiaoxue is troublesome, keep Xiaoxue here......"

"And how long have you been here?"

"Three days ......"

After the girl named Xiaoxue finished speaking, those people in the live broadcast room immediately sent a message and scolded: "This beast, it's good to die!" ”

"It's so TM that he is not a human being, and he actually abuses his own children like this!"

"Whip the corpse! A brute like this should be crushed and scattered! ”

“……”

Zhang Ling looked at Li Xiaoxue's innocent and aggrieved big eyes, and felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, he gently hugged the girl in his arms and said, "Don't be afraid, uncle will take you out of here now!" ”

After saying that, he picked up the girl and was about to leave here, but as soon as he stood up, Li Xiaoyu, who was standing beside him, suddenly disappeared.

And the moment her figure disappeared, a creepy laugh came from the east room, and the voice sounded like a night owl, terrible.

Zhang Ling's face couldn't help but change when he heard the laughter, he hurriedly handed Li Xiaoxue into Qi Dapeng's hands and said, "Brother Peng, take care of her, I'll take a look!" ”

"Be careful!" took the child Qi Dapeng's concerned advice

Zhang Ling nodded and rushed towards the opposite room, and as soon as he entered the room, an extremely strange scene appeared in front of Zhang Ling.

At this time, on the kang next to Li Xiang's corpse, there was a woman with a disheveled head, the woman was facing the direction of the window, and only her side could be seen from this angle of Zhang Ling.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling hurriedly stopped his figure and shone at the woman with a flashlight, only to see her hair scattered and her head lowered, her shoulders constantly shaking, and she seemed to be holding something in her hand.

Zhang Ling looked at the strange woman in front of him, and immediately recognized from her clothes that this was Song Huihui who had come back from the dead.

Lu Mingxuan, who was following behind Zhang Ling, also swallowed nervously when he saw this extremely strange scene, and the DV in his hand kept shaking.

However, at this time, no one in the audience in the live broadcast room paid attention to the shaking on the screen, but all looked at the weird woman in front of the camera with full attention.

"Is she alive or dead?"

"No, I don't know, isn't she resurrected?"

"No, she doesn't look like a living person!"

"Whose living person covers himself in the quilt!"

"yes, it looks like a zombie!"

"Mom, the baby doesn't dare to look at it!"

“……”

Zhang Ling clenched the folding iron sword in his hand and looked at Song Huihui who was not far from him, and swallowed nervously, because he couldn't feel any trace of the breath of a living person on Song Huihui's body.

"What the hell is going on here? Why doesn't she have the slightest breath of life on her? Isn't she resurrected? ”

Just as Zhang Ling was thinking about what was going on, Song Huihui's swaying shoulders suddenly stopped, and then she saw her head slowly raised and turned in the direction of Zhang Ling.

When Zhang Ling saw her face hidden under her hair, she immediately gasped in fright and took a step back.

I saw that the yellow talisman that was originally attached to her face had long since disappeared, and her original beautiful facial features were all distorted and distorted, and her face was stained with blood that had already coagulated.

The weirdest thing is that although she doesn't have the slightest breath of a living person on her body, she is actually breathing!

Just when Zhang Ling looked at Song Huihui's incomparably terrifying face in horror, she suddenly turned her body to Zhang Ling, and looked at him with a hungry look and showed a bloodthirsty smirk.

And in her arms, she also held the corpse of an unrecognizable baby that had been gnawed. (To be continued.) )