Thanks to the reward of "I loved to eat winter melon in my childhood", I have always liked to eat ham and winter melon

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Wang Hao looked at the big hole in front of him that was enough for two people to walk through, and immediately understood.

When I saw the bottom of the pot just now, it suddenly occurred to me that since there was no sign of a fight around the wooden house, and even the footprints could not be found, it meant that no one had left "next to the wooden house", so it was impossible to fly away, and there was only one possible surname left, leaving from the inside of the wooden house, that is, underground.

Sure enough.

Light a torch and shine a light at the entrance of the cave, the hole is not deep, only two or three meters can see the bottom of the cave, but there seems to be another way out below.

On the dirt at the edge of the cave entrance, there are marks that look like the paw prints left by some kind of beast, and the whole cave seems to have been carved out by the creature that left the paw prints.

Wang Hao wasn't sure if Anne was arrested, or if he found the hole and took the initiative to go down to investigate.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao took four or five shuttle bullets from the dark compartment under the floor, wrapped them in cloth into a small package, and brought them to his body, and put a rifle on his back to prepare to go down the hole.

Before walking to the entrance of the cave, Wang Hao still felt that something was wrong, turned around and went out to bring some dry food and water, and then sat on the edge of the cave with a torch in one hand.

Pulled out the tiger tooth long knife, stuck it in the cave wall, and then slowly moved his body down little by little, and soon it was finished.

There is solid dirt underfoot, and there are no traps or anything like that.

There is a road in front of me that can accommodate a person to move freely, and it is said to be a road, but it is actually a big hole, but this time it is horizontal.

Wang Hao didn't rush in, he put a torch into the hole and shook it, the firelight illuminated the front, and the cave wall was not satisfied with dense claw marks, the hole was very long, and he didn't know where it led.

Wang Hao raised his hand and pressed the wall of the cave a few times, the soil was very firm and dry, and after confirming that it should not collapse, he walked in.

Walking along the hole for dozens of meters, Wang Hao suddenly smelled a faint smell.

It's like the smell of dead people, or the smell of rotting meat.

Smelling this smell, Wang Hao was a little apprehensive, and he was afraid that he would see Anne's corpse as he walked.

Wang Hao pointed the torch in front of him, and continued to walk forward along the hole, the rancid smell in the air became more and more obvious, the taste was not very pungent, but it was high in people's hearts but very uncomfortable.

In the firelight, there was a turn not far away, Wang Hao slowly approached, and at the same time subconsciously reached out to support the cave wall.

There seemed to be a trace of slime oozing from the walls of the cave, and it was slippery and moist to the touch.

"Is it under the water source?" Wang Hao frowned slightly, if there was water nearby, it would not be good, the erosion of the water source would make this hole easy to collapse.

Wang Hao quickened his pace, continued to walk ahead, and turned the corner.

After turning the corner, the hole suddenly became wider, several times larger than just now, not to mention leaving, even if you carry a sedan chair, there is no problem.

Not far away, there was a large rectangular shadow against the cave wall.

Wang Hao tightened his grip on the handle of the tiger tooth knife, and walked cautiously towards the shadow with his waist bent.

When he got closer, under the light of the torch, Wang Hao saw clearly that this was actually a coffin.

The coffin was nearly two meters long, obliquely blocking the middle of the road, the material had been severely corroded, and the wood on the exterior had begun to rot, producing large and small cracks.

The coffin lid was lifted by something and flipped aside.

"How can there be a coffin?" Wang Hao was strange again, and a little hairy, in this dark and mysterious cave, it was normal to see mutant beasts or something, but the coffin that fell on the side of the road was very unexpected to him.

What's in the coffin? Why does the coffin lid open?

Wang Hao pulled out the tiger teeth, pointed the tip of the knife on the top of the coffin, and tiptoed close to the coffin while paying attention to the surrounding movements.

When he was about half a meter away from the coffin, Wang Hao exerted his strength violently, straightened up and rushed to the coffin, and at the same time waved his tiger teeth and pointed directly at the inside of the coffin.

"No matter what's in it, as long as something is wrong, Lao Tzu will cut it down first." Wang Hao thought secretly.

Unexpectedly, the coffin was empty, there was nothing, only a layer of cotton wool that was beginning to rot at the bottom and something like that.

Got closer, and a disgusting smell came from the coffin.

Wang Hao frowned, and picked the quilt with tiger teeth, the quilt was like syrup, sticky with a lot of mucus.

Seeing these mucus, Wang Hao suddenly remembered the liquid he had touched on the cave wall just now, and couldn't help but feel nauseous, and rubbed his hand on his pants a few times.

"It's corpse fluid! Bad luck! Wang Hao almost didn't throw up, and then thought that this was under a mass grave?

But what about the corpse in the coffin? Even if the muscles and internal organs turn into corpse fluid, bones and hair should always be left behind.

"Is this a grave robber's lair?" Wang Hao thought to himself, but why did the tomb robbers take Anne away? Could it be that they not only steal the dead, but also work part-time as flower thieves? It's a wide range of hobbies.

After thinking for a while, he didn't have a clue, Wang Hao could only raise his vigilance and continue to walk forward along the hole.

Soon, Wang Hao saw a coffin on the side of the road again, the same as the previous one, the second coffin was empty, but there were some more funeral items such as watches.

Wang Hao took a deep breath, it seems that he is not a tomb robber, otherwise he would never leave the burial goods and only steal the corpse.

The further you go, the more coffins there are on both sides of the road, and they are all empty.

Suddenly, around a bend in the road, there were several faint footsteps in the darkness.

Listening to the footsteps, the direction is to approach your own side.

"Someone!" Wang Hao was clever, and without thinking about it, he stuck the torch in the dirt under his feet, and then quickly ran to a coffin not far away and hid.

Within the strafing range of the Pupil of Insight, you can see a humanoid creature approaching itself little by little from the path behind the bend.

But the figure had no color, it was pale.

"Is it a zombie?" Wang Hao suddenly understood where the corpses in these empty coffins had gone, and the pale figure of the Pupil of Insight could only indicate one problem, that is, this guy had no life, just a walking corpse.

Fortunately, there is only one second-order ability and a first-order ability above the figure, and this guy is very weak.

Wang Hao was still hiding behind the coffin, staring at the bend in front of him, he really wanted to see what the zombie looked like.

Although there is a legend of mutant zombies in the new world, few people have really seen it, this kind of guy with slow speed and weak attack power can be easily dealt with by an ordinary new human, let alone a superpower, so occasionally one is also immediately disposed of, and it will not form the scene in the movie where the world is full of zombies and humans flee for their lives.

Footsteps in the distance approached slowly but surely, and a dark figure stepped out of the bend.

Looking at the light of the torches, this is a guy who is only about one meter and a half, with his back bent, and there are only two hollows in the position of the eyes on his face, which flicker with an extremely faint red light, and only skeletons are left in the small half of his face, and the remaining half of his face is also connected by flesh and skin, which is very disgusting.

He was wearing a crumpled mud-stained suit, and he walked like a normal person, but he looked very stiff and a little ridiculous with his hands and feet.

After turning the corner, the zombie in the suit twisted his head to the left and right for half a circle, and found the torch stuck in the ground.

He stopped before he walked to the torch, looking at the torch at his feet with some blankness. Obviously, with what little bit of brain he had left, it was hard to understand how a torch could appear out of thin air in the cave.

After looking at it for a few seconds, the zombie raised its head and stood in place, its mouth open and closed, as if talking to itself.

Wang Hao rushed out from behind the coffin where he was hiding, and with a wave of his teeth, he cut the zombie in half and sent the guy who had sneaked out of hell back to where he was supposed to be.

The zombie didn't seem to feel any pain, and died without saying a word.

It should be said that he is dead again.

It's probably been a long time since the last death, and there isn't much blood coming out of the wounds on half of the zombie's body, just a few drops barely oozing out of some major arteries.

"To drink or not to drink?" Wang Hao was a little embarrassed.

Although this guy's first-order and second-order abilities are basically unable to provide a source of life for the pure-blood tree, any new mutant race may have racial abilities, and Wang Hao also wants to know if a guy like a zombie who is actually lifeless can become the object of his own hunting to obtain energy.

After struggling for a second, Wang Hao quickly dipped his fingers in the zombie's blood, didn't think of anything in his mind, and mechanically put his fingers into his mouth.

The taste is actually not bad, probably due to the fact that it has been dead for too long, and there is no fishy smell in the blood, which is similar to boiled water.

Unexpectedly, the blood of zombies can also be transformed into the source of life, but because the ability level is too low, the blood is like a drop of water into the sea after being integrated into the root system of the pure-blood tree, and not even a small ripple can be aroused.

As for the imaginary racial ability, it didn't happen.

Just when Wang Hao was a little disappointed, raised the torch, and was about to walk forward again, a mental fluctuation suddenly struck in his mind.

With the appearance of this mental fluctuation, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in his consciousness, Wang Hao's head ached slightly, and he felt that there seemed to be a rather powerful existence, using this way to communicate with himself.

The scream contained a patrol-like command.

"I see!" Wang Hao finally understood what these lifeless zombies relied on to act, not instinctively, but by a more powerful guy using mental fluctuations to control.

Just like marionettes, mental fluctuations are a bridge between the two sides, but they can only pass some simple commands, or with the brains of zombies, they can't understand more complex instructions.

Seeing that Wang Hao didn't respond, the other party let out another scream, the meaning was similar to before, probably patrolling or something, but the whistle was even more urgent.

Wang Hao was bold and tried to imagine himself as the zombie in his mind, responding with a simple meaning of "safe".

After the response was issued, Wang Hao waited quietly, and after two or three seconds, another "continue" command came.

Wang Hao was secretly happy, and slowly continued to move forward with a knife.

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