Wang Lu thought for a moment and tore off the fragments of sanitary napkins on the tree - the zombie puppy was obviously attracted by the smell of blood on the sanitary napkins, so he ran to the mountain, and was immediately trapped in the pit - and threw it into the pit.

The zombie puppy excitedly opened its deformed mouth and swallowed the fragments of the sanitary napkin, and then, looking directly at Wang Lu, whimpered, and wagged its short tail, as if waiting for him to throw another sanitary napkin down.

Everyone on the pit was stunned, and laughed with Da Lu, is there any mistake, you are a zombie dog, a zombie dog that is more ferocious than zombies, zombies will not be deformed, your mouth will open chrysanthemums, you actually begged a human to eat? Please, you should pounce on him all at once and tear his throat open with his deformed mouth. Don't be so cute.

Everyone relaxed, and Chen Wei and Xie Ling also stepped forward and picked up a branch to stab the zombie puppy. It's also strange to say that as soon as Chen Wei and Xie Ling stepped forward, the zombie little milk dog stopped staring at Wang Lu and wagged its tail, but turned at Chen Wei and Xie Ling, waving at them with its mouth deformed, but after being whipped by Xie Ling a few times, it immediately returned to its original form and whimpered at them.

Wang Lu was a little strange at first, but after a little thought, he understood that Chen Wei and Xie Ling were coming to "Big Auntie", the dog's sense of smell was sensitive, and they had already smelled the smell of blood on their bodies, so they were eyeing them. Hmph, this is that the zombie puppy has not grown up, if it was an adult dog, it would have pounced on it a long time ago.

Wang Lu glanced at Feng Haiqi, and the two of them let Chen Wei and Xie Ling toss the zombie little milk dog, walked to the side, and muttered in a low voice.

Feng Haiqi sighed: "There is trouble." ”

Wang Lu nodded sympathetically: "Such small zombie dogs have climbed the back mountain, which shows that the defense line of the back mountain is becoming more and more dangerous, and the zombies are going up the mountain from here." It's just a matter of time. ”

Feng Haiqi hugged his arms and said, "Obviously, this zombie puppy just smelled the bloody smell of sanitary napkins and came up all the way down the mountain." Although dogs have a sense of smell that is thousands of times that of humans, zombies should not be underestimated. Once they smell it, the terrain behind them can't stop them. ”

Wang Lu smiled: "Ah, haven't we already considered such a situation." The tree hills and pits in the back mountains are all prepared for them. ”

Feng Haiqi also smiled: "That's right, I still wish those zombies came early, now the food is still sufficient, and I can eat enough three meals a day." The dry frame has the strength. If you come late and drink gruel every day, you won't be able to 'greet' them properly. ”

Wang Lu patted his buttocks: "Ah." It was too late, the meat had lost weight, but there was no chewing. ”

The two talked and laughed. Back to the pit. Wang Lu said to the two ladies: "Come, let me go, I will smash it to death with a hoe." ”

Xie Ling shouted: "Ah, it's disgusting, such a little milk dog was stoned to death." ”

Wang Lu rolled his eyes, was there any mistake. This is a zombie dog, no matter how small. It's also a zombie dog, so it's not disgusting to smash it to death. The relationship between a dime and wood is also good or not.

But he didn't expect that Chen Wei actually echoed Xie Ling and said: "I don't think you can kill it, such a small thing can't hurt us." Well, let's lock it up. ”

Wang Lu was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to jump up: "Wife, when did you become such a 'virgin'?" It's a zombie dog! You—You're going to raise it? ”

Chen Wei said: "What's wrong? Isn't it possible? Don't you also have half a zombie in the back mountain grotto? ”

Wang Lu froze: "I used it to observe the habits of zombies." ”

Chen Wei clapped her hand: "I want to lock up this little guy for the same reason." This zombie puppy is a rare second-degree viral infection, and if we try to figure out its characteristics and habits, we will also use it to deal with adult second-degree virus infection zombie dogs in the future. ”

Wang Lu touched his forehead - this, I wonder if Chen Wei has a point.

Xie Ling said beside him: "I think it's okay, this zombie dog is so small, and the threat to us is lower than that half-cut zombie." Let's raise it for a while, and when we know more about its characteristics, it's too late to kill it before it gets bigger. ”

Wang Lu looked at Feng Haiqi helplessly, Feng Haiqi didn't speak, just nodded.

Wang Lu thought about it, what Chen Wei said was not blindly unreasonable, "Okay." However, we don't have any extra food to feed it on the mountain now. ”…,

Chen Wei smiled: "I'm so stupid, of course I can't really keep it as a pet, besides, although it is small, it is also a zombie dog, eating flesh and blood, and not rice." Just throw it and the half of the zombie in a grotto. ”

So be it.

Wang Lu got the zombie dog out of the pit, the method is also simple, take a woven bag, use a shovel, shovel the zombie little milk dog out of the bottom of the pit, and pour it into the woven bag. After all, the zombie milk dog is a zombie, it has its own ferocity, it is deformed in the woven bag, and the mouth bites indiscriminately, and the rice-like teeth naturally can't bite through the woven bag, but because the teeth are hooked on the inner wall of the woven bag, they are entangled by the plastic woven rope, and they can't change back to the prototype. Wang Lu was not polite, and reversed the hoe and knocked it a few times, smashing the zombie little milk dog to shrink at the bottom of the bag. Only then did he hang the woven bag on the hoe, carry it on his shoulder, and said to Chen Wei: "Go, I'll send you back to the Dragon King Temple first." "After this incident, Wang Lu naturally didn't worry about letting Chen Wei walk around in the back mountain alone.

Xie Ling and Feng Haiqi went back to Shugang to sentry, poor Feng Haiqi didn't even eat when he ran to save Chen Wei, it is estimated that he has no appetite now, the appearance of the zombie puppy is a dangerous signal, everyone reminds themselves in their hearts that Yashan is no longer as safe as before.

Sending Chen Wei to the entrance of the Dragon King Temple, Wang Lu advised: "Although it is said that it is daytime, it is better to close the temple door." After thinking about it, he remembered the tragedy of being broken through the mountain path by three zombies and the chickens behind the temple were all wiped out, and said: "Bring the chickens, rabbits and sheep to the yard." Chen Wei understood what Wang Lu meant, and nodded in response: "You have to be careful yourself." ”

Wang Lu took a plastic bucket and walked towards the grotto where half of the zombies were kept.

As usual, smelling the smell of the living, half of the zombie dangled bravely in the bucket.

Wang Lu didn't bother to pay attention to this fool, so he put down the bucket next to the half-zombie and turned the woven bag upside down. Threw the zombie puppy in.

As soon as the zombie puppy entered the barrel, it repeated the old trick of mouth deformation and recovery, but unfortunately the barrel wall was slippery, and its teeth only pulled a few shallow scratches out at most.

Wang Lu stood by the two buckets, looking at half of the zombies, and then at the zombie dogs. Both of them were grinning at themselves, and an idea suddenly came to them.

Wang Lu stretched out his hoe and slashed it on the face of the half-zombie, slicing a small piece of meat down, of course. A fearless zombie comrade would never frown at such a small injury. Wang Lu threw the zombie meat into the bucket of the zombie dog. As a result, the zombie puppy didn't react at all, and didn't even sniff it.

Wang Lu scratched his head and said to the zombie dog: "You are picky, you don't eat fresh meat." Get. You're hungry too. ”

I thought about it. He hooked the zombie dog out of the bucket with a hoe and stuffed it into the mouth of half of the zombie, although it was said that half of the zombie had no teeth, and he couldn't gnaw even if he wanted to, but the problem was that this fool didn't even make a bite action. Let the zombie puppy wriggle around his mouth.

Wang Lu shook his hoe. Throwing the zombie puppy back into the plastic bucket, he shook his head: "I said." You are helping each other and loving each other, zombies don't eat zombie dogs. Zombie dogs don't eat zombies either. It's weird. He knocked on the top door of half of the zombie with a hoe: "If you were still alive before, you must have eaten dog meat, how did you become a zombie, but you became dog powder, and you don't eat such tender milk dog meat when you put it in your mouth." ”

Of course, Wang Lu knew that this had nothing to do with love and peace, and there must be some kind of special connection within the zombies, so that they would not attack each other. Is it smell or something else?

Wang Lu naturally thought of the past when he was at the foot of the mountain that day, rushing towards the tide of corpses in order to cover Chen Wei and the three escape.

That time, I thought I was going to die. But miraculously survived.

Because the zombies didn't attack themselves.

At that time, he activated his Loss of Sensation ability.

And when the sensory loss ability failed, the moment he felt the severe pain again, the zombies immediately pounced.

There's no doubt that there's a connection between feeling lost and zombies not attacking themselves.

Wang Lu wanted to try again.

He slashed his finger with the small folding knife he carried with him, and blood came out of the wound and reached the mouth of half of the zombie, and when the half zombie smelled blood, he immediately started to stir, and his head twisted around his neck, shaking so violently that he almost knocked the bucket to the ground. …,

In fact, it was not only it that was so excited, the zombie little milk dog next to it was also jumping in the bucket, opening its deformed mouth and waving towards Wang Lu.

"The reaction was fierce enough." Wang Lu muttered.

Then, without hesitation, he turned the tip of the knife upside down and stabbed it between his fingernails.

It's an old-fashioned approach, but it works.

All the pain is gone.

Half of the zombies and the zombie puppies were quiet.

It's like some kind of switch, and with a click, they don't move, and they have no interest in Wang Lu, the big living person in front of them.

Although he guessed this result, Wang Lu was still very excited.

He tried to slowly bring his fingers, which were still dripping blood, to the mouth of the half-zombie, whose eyes stared at him vacantly, motionless. A drop of blood slipped from Wang Lu's finger and dripped on the zombie's lips.

The bloodthirsty zombies didn't react.

Wang Lu put his bloody fingers on the head of the zombie dog, the zombie dog had recovered its original shape at this time, and the blood droplets fell on the tip of its nose and the bottom of the bucket in front of it, and the zombie dog didn't stick out his tongue to lick it.

Wang Lu retracted his finger and stared carefully at the blood oozing from the wound - it was normal, red. Unlike zombies, bodily fluids are black. He even stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was a little fishy, a little salty.

This is the blood of the living.

But why are zombies and zombie dogs not interested in it?

Could it be that when you activate the loss of sensation ability, you secrete some kind of material in your body, so that the zombies mistakenly think that they are the same kind?

Just then, a sharp pain came—the loss of the ability was ineffective.

Hell, Wang Lu scolded bitterly, the method of using severe pain to activate abilities is getting shorter and shorter, and it is extremely unstable.

In the beginning, I was able to activate the ability for about 1 hour by pricking my finger, but since then, the time has become shorter and shorter, and when I was at the foot of the mountain that day, I plucked several fingernails, and the ability was only activated in a few dozen minutes. I was almost eaten by zombies because of the underestimation of time.

Garbage, really garbage.

Wang Lu was scolding, and suddenly inadvertently saw half of the zombie and the zombie puppy, after feeling that the loss of ability disappeared, the two fools resumed the commotion, which was expected by Wang Lu.

Then, to Wang Lu's surprise, the two were desperately licking the drops of blood that they had just dropped on them, and half of the zombies' tongues stretched out, trying to lick the blood droplets from the corners of their mouths.

Wang Lu involuntarily took a step back.

That's not right!

Grossly wrong!

Wang Lu turned around in place a few times, calm and calm, think about it, think about it.

The blood that you drip on zombies and zombie dogs should not change when the Sense of Loss ability is activated or after the ability ends.

So why do zombies and zombie dogs react very differently?

I thought it was because of some special ingredient in the blood that the zombies and zombie dogs lost their due reactions.

But now it looks like that's not the case at all!

There's only one answer!

Zombies and zombie dogs don't rely on their sense of smell to distinguish their kind!

Although zombies and zombie dogs have a great sense of smell when chasing humans, they certainly don't rely on their sense of smell to distinguish their own kind.

By what do people discern human beings?

It's a ridiculous question, and you just have to look at it and you'll know that the other person is a human, not a pig.

However, all physical and physiological definitions between humans and pigs, are acquired.

When a zombie is already a super idiot, how can it tell if it's a zombie and it's a pig? You must know that zombies can't even explain what a "pig" is.

It's not ridiculous, isn't it not uncommon for people to go crazy and think they are pigs, and eat and sleep with pigs in the pigsty?

In the mind of a madman, there is no difference between a "human" and a "pig".

Then why do you think that a zombie can be distinguished by its idiot head, this is a zombie, this is a human, this is a zombie dog, this is a cat, this is a cow, this is Xiao Ming?

There was an answer that Wang Lu struggled with in his heart, but this answer was too absurd for Wang Lu to dare or want to confirm.

It probably has something to do with the sixth sense.

If you were stared at the back of your head, would you notice?

There are no eyes in the back of the head, and the other person's vision is invisible, so it is impossible to detect it from a physiological point of view.

But people can detect it.

In this regard, bosom friend gossip books will tell you seriously that this is the sixth sense. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation.

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