"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang"

“……”

……

Concubine Wang Yu sat on the ground, covering her mouth tightly, trying to hold back not to make any noise.

Soon, the sound of banging on the door disappeared, and Concubine Wang Yu stared at the door with red eyes, she was afraid, afraid that the next moment, that terrifying figure would rush out from behind the door.

Although she was afraid, Concubine Wang Yu got up from the ground and walked cautiously towards the door.

Because、The old lady is still in it。

When she arrived at the door, Wang Yufei put her ear to the door, and a sound like tearing rags came into her ears, followed by a sound of chewing.

No matter how much she didn't want to accept it, she also understood at the moment that the old lady was afraid that she would be more than lucky.

Concubine Wang Yu subconsciously took a few steps back away from the door, her heart filled with infinite panic.

She panicked because the old lady was his mother, his favorite mother, and she didn't know how to explain himself when he returned.

But she was even more worried, worried that he would be sad and sad to know that his parents were gone when he returned.

However, thinking of the current situation outside, as well as this terrible virus, Wang Yufei's panic turned into worry, worried about his and the child's safety.

Concubine Wang Yu knows very well that the most important thing now is to live, and only by living can she see him and her child again.

Therefore, Concubine Wang Yu, who gradually recovered from her panic and worry, decided to solve the current problem first, so she decided to find someone to help.

……

After coming back from next door, Peng Zishao cooked a bowl of noodles first, and after eating, he moved a stool and sat down in Chen Li's room, waiting for Chen Li's mutation.

Peng Zishao believes that there must be many people infected with the new virus, and there will definitely be no fewer people who mutate.

Now that there is an opportunity to figure out some mutations, it is natural that this opportunity cannot be missed.

What will happen in the future Peng Zishao doesn't know, but if you want to live longer, then understanding these deadly things is definitely only good and no bad.

As night fell, the room became darker and darker, and Peng Zishao lit a candle and put it on the bedside table.

The room was very cold, and with a corpse, it felt even colder, and Peng Zishao directly rolled up a quilt on himself, revealing only one head.

Every ten minutes, he would open Chen Li's eyelids and pry her mouth open to take a look.

After more than two hours of observation, he came to the conclusion that the rate of mutation at night is much, much faster than during the day.

As for whether this conclusion is correct, Peng Zishao doesn't know, because there are no more samples for him to record and observe, but at least in Chen Li's case, this is the case.

At this rate, Peng Zishao estimated that in another two hours at most, Chen Li's eyes would be completely black, and her body would dry up like Wang Songhe.

As for whether Chen Li will "live" after becoming like that, he is not sure.

About an hour passed, and there was a knock on the door, which frightened Peng Zishao, who was waiting for the result of Chen Li's mutation.

At this time, he knocked on the door, and he knocked so urgently, Peng Zishao didn't need to think about it to know, it must be next door.

Sure enough, after opening the door, Peng Zishao saw Concubine Wang Yu holding a candle.

Seeing Wang Yufei's pear blossoms with rain and lost her soul, Peng Zishao knew that something was wrong.

……

Outside the door of the old man's room, Peng Zishao, who was holding a simple spear, stood at the door, listening to the movement inside the door with his ear close to the door.

Wang Yufei stood aside with a candle and looked at Peng Zishao nervously and worriedly.

After listening for a while, Peng Zishao frowned and straightened up, looked at Wang Yufei and shook his head slightly, signaling that there was no movement behind the door.

"I heard it." Wang Yufei lowered her voice and whispered.

"Don't worry." Peng Zishao also whispered back, and then reached out and knocked on the door gently.

Soon, there was a slight noise from behind the door, followed by a muffled "bang".

Peng Zishao and Wang Yufei both subconsciously took a few steps back, and Peng Zishao directly raised his spear and pointed it at the door.

"What should I do?" Wang Yufei held the candle, and her soft tone trembled slightly.

"Wait, I'm going to think about it!"

Peng Zishao was also a little helpless at the moment, to be honest, if it wasn't for Concubine Wang Yufei who saved herself, he wouldn't have helped with such a dangerous thing.

The muffled sound of slamming the door kept ringing, and it sounded like the things inside were not small, which Peng Zishao had already experienced.

In fact, it's okay to lock the mutated old man in a room, but it's uncomfortable to be in a room with such a thing.

What's more, the door of the old man's room is not an iron door, and if it is hit like this, it won't take long for the door to be broken.

Therefore, it is necessary to deal with this old man who has mutated.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is no good way, Peng Zishao wants to use the trick of clamping the door, after all, it has been used twice, and the effect is not bad, but the door of this room is open inward, and it is not so easy to use the door crack to clamp the mutated old man outside.

In the end, Peng Zishao decided to harden the steel and directly deal with the mutant old man face-to-face, so he began to arm himself.

With the help of Wang Yufei, Peng Zishao wrapped his arm with a book, wrapped it tightly with tape, made a simple arm guard, and then used the same method to make a leg guard.

After a brief arming, the two pushed the sofa in the living room to the door of the room.

Looking at the door of the room blocked by the sofa, Peng Zishao suddenly had an idea, so he piled up the tables, chairs and benches of Concubine Wang Yu's house at the door of the old man's room, leaving only a few gaps that were not too big.

Everything is ready, looking at the debris blocked at the door, Peng Zishao can't help but feel that the brain is a good thing, after all, using the brain can reduce the danger, which is still very good.

Peng Zishao, who was holding a simple spear, waved his hand to Concubine Wang Yu, signaling her to step back a little, and then stepped forward, put his hand through the gap and opened the door of the room.

But as soon as the door opened, it slammed shut.

Seeing that this was the case, Peng Zishao was also a little speechless.

So, the two waited for a while, and when the mutant old man in the room stopped banging on the door, Peng Zishao stepped forward again and opened the door through the crack.

"Squeak......

There was a screeching sound from the somewhat deformed door that had been slammed, and at the same time, a fishy wind suddenly rushed out of the dark room.

"Huh...... Heh......"

The mutant old man was blocked by the debris at the door, and while reaching out to grab it, it hit the debris with its body, and its big open mouth kept making a hehe sound.

Seeing that the debris pushed at the door was useful, Peng Zishao breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his spear and stabbed the mutant old man along the gap of the debris.

Like the feeling of thorny bark, Peng Zishao also felt the resistance, he pushed forward hard, and with a snort, the blade of the entire kitchen knife stabbed into the old man's body.