No matter what the animal will become when inoculated with blood worms, Han Mo's current problem is to get through the current difficulty, those earth bees are circling in the air one by one, making a buzzing sound of flapping their wings, they have already mutated due to the infection of the twisted power, and then absorbed the blood of the second generation of zombies and carried out a second mutation.

These earth bees don't look small, but they are also copper skin and iron bones, extremely fast, their tail needles have removed the barbs, and after piercing into other people's bodies, they will quickly release a sucking vein similar to that of zombies.

The amount of blood sucked by an earth bee is not much, but once it is surrounded by a large number of earth bees, in a short period of time, the blood of the whole person will be sucked up, especially Liu Yi also specially put his own blood worms into one or two special earth bees, so that the blood worms into the body of the corrector will cause the distortion of the corrector to riot.

Han Mo ran the masking technique with all his might, blending himself into the environment, if he was discovered by these earth bees, it was estimated that these earth bees alone would kill him, and some earth bees had even floated in front of him, he could only hold his breath and wait for it to leave.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for those earth bees to run to the other side, Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he still didn't dare to relax at all, he still lay on the spot motionless, and after waiting for a while, these earth bees turned around and came back to search again.

Looking at the earth bees in the distance, Han Mo didn't move at all, even if there was really no one watching, he didn't want to move, he was careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, according to the records of Xuanyin Alchemy, when the noon sun was fierce, even if it was a second-level zombie, under the sunlight, it would be extremely weak, and even if it was discovered at that time, the chance of escaping would be greatly increased.

Although it was only afternoon, Han Mo's little spiritual power was already insufficient, he was silently running the spiritual root, absorbing the distorted power in the air to replenish the spiritual power, he didn't believe that the enemy would give up so easily.

In the middle of the night, the buzzing wasps flew out again, scattered and searched the entire dry mountain again, and then searched for a total of three more times, until the sun rose high and these mutated wasps from sucking the blood of zombies became groggy.

As soon as noon arrived, Han Mo immediately ran to the top of the mountain, collecting the weeds on the top of the mountain that were blown by the wind all the year round, and filling the back basket to the full, Han Mo immediately ran towards the bottom of the mountain, he did not go to the side of the purple forest group, the purple forest group covers the sky and the sun, if it is not because there are many people, it is more suitable for zombies as a secret stronghold.

Still on the way down the mountain, Han Mo felt the cold eyes of the zombies, if it wasn't noon, then it was estimated that a large number of zombies would rush out soon and split Han Mo's body.

When Han Mo passed by the mountainside, he could even see that under the shadow on the other side, a black-robed man looked at him with a pair of miserable green eyes, and the next moment the black-robed man flew over and rushed over, the black-robed man on his body had a good ability to cover, allowing him to gain a certain ability to move under the noon sun.

Han Mo, who had expected it in his heart, took off the small bottle on his waist, twisted the cap with the vague production date, and a smell came out, aiming at Liu Yi, who was full of speed at noon, and spilled out.

As if boiling water was splashed on a person, Liu Yi wailed in pain, even if he wrapped himself tightly in a black robe, it was difficult to prevent the penetration of the liquid, after all, he had never heard of a zombie being afraid of water before.

The zombie was full of smoke, and his movements were distorted and rushed to the shadows, and after jumping into the hollow, he threw away the black robe, and the places on his body that stuck to those golden holy waters were still smoking, mixed with the original smell, and became even more unpleasant.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, the restraint of the child's urine on zombies is great, but Han Mo also knew in his heart that the other party was a second-generation zombie, if it wasn't for the fact that it was daytime, that little child's urine would basically not do much harm to the other party, after all, he was not a complete child, after all, he was nineteen years old.

Carrying the basket on his back, Han Mo followed a road, and after confirming that he was out of the tracking range of the zombies, he became cautious again and erased his tracks, even if he was lying on his stomach for a day now, hungry for a day, he did not relax.

Finally returning to his nest, Han Mo took out the hidden drink cup, carefully cut his hand, put the blood into the cup, and then added some water to it, he didn't have that much blood.

Dealing with some edible food first, he took a sip of Zilin soup warmly, feeling warm all over, Han Mo once again looked at the wind-blown grass that was soaking in the cup, because the cup was too small, the wind-blown grass could only be processed slowly.

After drinking the soup, Han Mo changed the blood in the cup and ran to sleep, and the next morning, Han Mo woke up again.

Routinely checking the surrounding warning traps, Han Mo continued to deal with the wind and grass, but he bled alone, the damage to the body was too great, and it was not a long-term solution, plus now that there was such a thing as a zombie, he rashly asked for blood, but he might get into trouble.

"It's not okay to always kill people to get blood, you have to find a way to get a stable source of blood. Han Mo thought about it, looking at some of the wind-blown grass that had been processed, a pair of straw sandals should be no problem, and Han Mo gave up continuing to deal with the remaining wind-blown grass.

Every grass has to be processed with spiritual power, Han Mo hurriedly began to compile his first pair of straw sandals, this kind of behavior really has nothing to do with him being called the emperor's uncle in the future, really.

Han Mo's hands-on ability is good, and after getting acquainted with it, he quickly completed the weaving of straw sandals, looking at the straw shoes that looked a little ugly, Han Mo quickly put them on his feet, and after mobilizing his spiritual power to attract it slightly, Han Mo felt that he was covered with wind, and when he moved his body slightly, he was blessed by the wind, and this effect was definitely not weak as mentioned in the introduction.

After the knife test, Han Mo immediately added a layer of highly polluted grass to the outside of this pair of straw sandals, covering the edible wind-blown grass inside, otherwise wearing such a pair of usable straw shoes would probably cause all kinds of problems.

"The zombies in the dry mountains are estimated to have moved away, but even then it is no longer suitable to go there to pick wind-blown grass, and the straw sandals seem to be a good business. Han Mo thought that his own pair of straw sandals had been soaked for so long, close to zero pollution, and it was naturally not so good to sell to others, with low pollution or secondary pollution.

"The current Taoist priests can't specify the ability to absorb the distortion power from the object, and the corrector probably won't lower his body to help with these hours, so I must use the drink cup to accumulate enough resources in the early stage. ”

In this way, Uncle Han Huang began his big business of selling straw sandals.