Ling Mo's pupils shrank slightly, not because of how strange this woman was, but because he had received a task prompt:

"You've discovered the Headless Horseman of the Locomotive. ”

"The opponent's strength is judged to be ......"

"It has been judged successful, and the strength of the locomotive headless horseman in front of him is: Level 6 Median Demonic Beast. ”

"The main quest one, the strength of the locomotive headless horseman that needs to be defeated is: a fifth-level high-level demonic beast. ”

"The other party does not meet the conditions of the main quest 1 and cannot trigger the quest scene. ”

These lines of tips are very concise, but there is a lot of information revealed, first of all, Ling Mo originally thought that the motorcycle headless horseman refers to a specific Warcraft, after all, the Headless Horseman is usually on horseback, and it is very rare to ride a motorcycle, but now it seems that the Locomotive Headless Horseman should be a group, or even a race; Third, if he meets the main master, he should trigger a special task scene, the effect of this task scene, Ling Mo knows with his toes, probably to show that 'martial arts combat power is crushing magic at every level'.

Since the other party was not the target of the mission, and it seemed that there was no malice for the time being, Ling Mo naturally would not be looking for trouble, and after he made a gesture of invitation to the headless woman, he ate it by himself.

The woman in black thanked politely and softly, and then walked over to the fire. As she gradually stepped into the range of the firelight, the people in the live broadcast room saw her appearance clearly.

First of all, the most striking thing is, of course, that she has no head, she is dressed in black, she still has gloves on her hands, and the only thing that is exposed is her neck, and her skin is very fair and smooth, like the color of fine milk. The incision in the neck is very smooth, standard oval, and there is no flesh or spine visible when you look down from the incision, only a deep hole, and wisps of black gas coming out from the inside. If you look down, you will find that this headless woman's figure is actually very plump, with big breasts and buttocks, but her hands and feet are very slender, well-proportioned, close to the golden section, and the whole gives people a slender feeling.

To be honest, this look, even if there is no head, does not give people a strong sense of fear, more similar to the feeling of seeing a headless model in a shopping mall, a little out of harmony, a little weird. But her horse was very magical, her master walked to the campfire, turned sideways and 'looked' around, there was no place to sit next to it, the horse was transformed at a great speed, into a set of pure black tables and chairs connected together, so that its owner could eat.

The headless woman sits, her movements are very graceful, and the sitting posture is also very dignified, it can be seen from many details that the headless horseman must have received a very good education during his lifetime, if you look closely, you can even find that the table and chair that the horse has become is also very luxurious, the style is simple and generous, the shape is very exquisite, there are dark lines on the table, and there are hollow patterns on the back of the chair, and the shape is very similar to the family crest of the nobles in the Middle Ages.

Ling Mo on the side was amazed, he finally understood why the system determined that this woman was a 'motorcycle headless horseman', this horse could be turned into a set of tables and chairs, and it must be a motorcycle.

Headless Horseman Ling Mo has seen a lot, but those guys' mounts are usually skeleton war horses, with bones all over their bodies, and occasionally a skeleton can be wrapped in a body of skin, and they are already rich and handsome among skeleton horses, successful people in the headless horseman world, this kind of deformable mount, to be honest, he is also the first time to see it, and he can't help but look at it twice.

Ling Mo's movements may have made the headless woman a little misunderstood, the curling black qi that came out of her neck paused for a moment, and tilted down slightly, as if a normal person was looking down at herself, and then, her nice voice sounded again: "This... Sir, is there anything wrong with me?"

Something is wrong with you, okay!

Ling Mo complained in his heart, but he didn't say it to stimulate the other party's nerves, but responded lightly: "It's nothing, it's normal." ”

"Then why do you keep staring at me... Oh! I see!" The headless woman slapped her palms as if she suddenly realized, and she understood something to herself, and then she gently knocked on the surface of the table and said, "Xiao Han, conjure up another chair and eat the things of the master's house, you can't let the family stand, right?"

"Sigh Rhythm ~~"

A high horse neighing came out of the table, even a layman who didn't know anything about animals could hear the obvious refusal, Ling Mo was about to say that there was no need to forget it, but he saw such a headless woman leaning down and began to patiently reason with this magical horse, after a while, the voice of 'sigh law' finally lowered, with strong reluctance, directly opposite the headless woman's chair, a chair of the same style appeared, of course, there was no pattern.

The headless woman graciously invited Ling Mo to take a seat, and there was a slight apology in her voice, but Ling Mo was not polite, and sat down without hesitation.

Surprisingly soft.

The chair was obviously metallic, but sitting on it was as if he was sitting on a high-end leather cushion, Ling Mo sighed, and then he picked up the skewer of roasted red snapdragons, picked a good one from those skulls and handed it to the headless woman.

The headless woman happily took it, carefully held it in her hand, the black gas coming out of her neck was obviously much more cheerful, Ling Mo didn't care about her, she ate it again, and after he finished eating another one, the woman still maintained a dignified appearance holding the snapdragon, without any intention of eating, which made him a little strange, and asked:

"What's wrong? The Headless Horseman's way of eating, isn't it convenient for me to show me? Do you want me to turn around?"

Ling Mo suddenly spoke, as if startling the headless woman, her body shook violently, the snapdragon almost slipped out of her hand, she hurriedly held it again, and asked Ling Mo with some embarrassment:

"I'm sorry sir, what did you say? I was in a daze and didn't hear it. ”

Idle...... You don't have a head, who can see that you are in a daze?" Ling Mo sneered, he repeated the question again, the black smoke on the headless woman's neck jumped up and down, nodding her head, and then she explained solemnly:

"It's not like that, there's nothing the Headless Horseman can't see when he eats, it's just that I have some cat tongue attributes, I'm afraid of burning, and I'm waiting for the food to cool down. ”

“......”

Ling Mo felt that he had an old groove stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to spit it tactfully, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still decided to go straight in: "That...... This young lady, you don't have a tongue anymore. ”

......The headless woman fell into a stupor again, and after a few seconds, she suddenly realized: "Yes, I don't have a tongue anymore, so the attribute of cat tongue no longer exists, great!"

As she spoke, she placed the snapdragon on the black tabletop, and then took out a two-handed broadsword the size of a door panel from nowhere, which was the kind of broadsword used by ancient knights when they charged, holding it in one hand, and evenly dividing the snapdragon into dozens of parts like embroidery, each of which was exactly the size of the entrance, and then she used a very elegant movement to stuff a small piece of snapdragon into her neck.

Although those snapdragons disappeared as soon as they touched the black qi on her neck, her eating movements were still unhurried, and the interval between each meal was quite long, as if she was chewing slowly, and after most of the day's work, Ling Mo had already eaten a whole bunch of snapdragons, and her skull was still more than half left.

After waiting boredly for a while, Ling Mo finally couldn't help it, and asked with some hesitation:

"This, what does it taste like to you?"

The headless woman paused for a moment as she ate, as if she was struggling with whether she could speak while eating, and finally she carefully put down the food in her hand, straightened up, and sat upright, before replying:

"There is no taste, or rather, I don't know what taste is now, and it is just the same as eating raw, it is just to replenish energy. ”

"That ......"

"But I can imagine that. The headless woman didn't wait for Ling Mo to finish asking, and continued to explain: "According to the feel, this bite should probably be a crispy biscuit taste, the next bite should be a bouncy pudding flavor, and the next bite, it should be a soft cake taste, right? I can also think of it as a scone made by my mother, or a chocolate ...... given to me by my classmates."

"All in all, eating cooked food gives me the illusion that I'm still human. The headless woman finally concluded, her voice tinged with a hint of happiness:

"It's fun to lie to yourself, at least I'm in a good mood. ”

“......”

Ling Mo fell silent, a little unsure of what to say. Seeing that he didn't continue to ask, the headless woman didn't say more, continued to eat, and it took a long time to eat it all little by little, and then, she took out a handkerchief from her tights, and her gloved right hand was slightly raised to the position of her neck, probably wanting to wipe her mouth, and then put it down a little embarrassed, and let out a sigh.

"Thank you, sir, for your hospitality. ”

The headless woman thanked Ling Mo very politely again, and at the same time, her hand stretched out into her arms, and asked Ling Mo, "Although I'm sorry, I still want to ask you for a favor, is it okay?"

"Tell me about it. ”

Ling Mo quietly tensed the muscles of his body, but saw the other party take out a ...... from his tights The map, it should be a map, the drawing is crooked, very non-standard, but she can still barely see that it is a map, she unfolded the map on the table, pointed to a sign on the map, and asked:

"Do you know how to get around this town called 'Talonjun'?"

"Huh?" Ling Mo snorted, glanced at the headless woman in some surprise, and asked, "What are you doing in Dalong County?"

"That's right. The headless woman let out a soft cough and said, "As you can see, my head is missing, and I have been stolen, and I have heard from a good man named Arthas that he once saw an undead who looked exactly like me in Daronshire, and that it is likely that he was reborn with my head." So I want to meet her, if I can, and hopefully I can get that head over. ”

“...... Let's not mention that the source of your news is very strange," Ling Mo pressed his temple with a little headache: "As far as I know, except for your headless horseman clan, most of the undead, their soul fire is stored in the skull, right?

The headless woman didn't speak, just shook the broadsword the size of the door panel in her hand.

Seeing her movements, Ling Mo asked, "Legend has it that you headless horsemen have a bad habit of cutting off the other party's head and putting it on your own body whenever you see someone who looks similar to you when you were alive, is this true?"

"Of course it's fake. The headless woman waved her hand lightly, and denied it in a funny tone: "How can anyone take this kind of rumor seriously, if the severed head is not matched, it will not be able to be installed at all." ”

“...... That is, it is fake to put it on the body, but the custom of cutting off the head is true?"

"Well, it's true. ”

"What if you cut it wrong?"

"If you cut it wrong, you will be wrong, and the most important thing is to be able to find your head. The headless woman's voice was full of indifference: "There is a mistake, don't let it go." ”

"How many did you miss?"

"Dozens, there are living people and undead, I haven't counted them carefully. ”

Hearing this, Ling Mo's brows finally furrowed, and he asked, "From the conversation just now, I feel that you still have a lot of rationality left, right?

"In the early years, when I first became a Headless Horseman, I was quite guilty of cutting off the wrong head," the headless woman replied after thinking for a moment, and then she changed her words, and there was more complaint in her voice: "But now that I think about it, I regret it, I have cut off too few heads before, and maybe I missed the head that I can match." After so many years, the memories of my life have become more and more blurred, and I have almost forgotten what I looked like, and if I continue like this, my hope will become more and more slim. ”

The headless woman sighed again, quite a little emotionally in a posture that could not wait, seeing her like this, Ling Mo completely lost interest in continuing to communicate, glanced at the map and said, "You are now very close to Dalong County, get out of this grove and walk due east, it won't take long to arrive." ”

When he had finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave, not wanting to stay any longer. As soon as he turned around, he was pulled by a small hand on the leg of his trousers, turned around, and saw the headless woman facing him head-on, the black gas spewed out from her neck stretched and shrank, and asked a little shyly:

"Due east, what do you mean?"

Ling Mo wordlessly stretched out his hand and pointed forward, but the headless woman still didn't let go, and the shame in her tone was even stronger: "This gentleman, I won't tell you, I'm actually a road idiot, and under my influence, Xiao Han has also lost the horse's sense of direction." We've been around here for more than two years. So ......"

As she spoke, her horse called 'Xiao Han' had changed from a table and chair to a pure black Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and the headless woman straddled it, patted the back seat, and motioned for Ling Mo to sit up:

"Sir, could you please bring me to Dalon County? ”