In the dark, Fang Hao tensed his nerves.

He was engrossed in his movements, and somewhere, there was a constant thumping sound. It was very slight, if it weren't for his recent increase in sensitivity, Fang Hao really wouldn't have noticed this movement.

"Where did it come from?" Fang Hao thought to himself.

He slowly crouched down and pressed his hands lightly to the floor to get a better sense of where the tremor was coming from.

"Hmm, it seems to be over there?"

Fang Hao was a little confused, this time he supported the ground with his hands, put his head on the ground, and his ears were tightly pressed to the ground. Solids conduct sound much better than liquids and gases, and by touching the ground directly through his ears, he is better able to grasp the direction in which the vibrations are coming.

"Over there!"

After a few breaths, Fang Hao raised his head, his eyes blazing at an inconspicuous corner of the blacksmith's house.

Click

bite

boom

Slowly walking to the corner, Fang Hao swept away the messy garbage on the ground with his feet, and then squatted down again.

"It's funny, there's an underground secret room!"

Fang Hao said excitedly, it seems that this is the place where the blacksmith family uses to store things. After all, it is a long-established blacksmith shop, and some large utensils or finished products need to be stored in a place.

"But why did the tremors come from here?"

"What kind of plane is the blacksmith's son doing at home?"

Fang Hao was puzzled, he had just sensed it carefully, and there was no doubt that it was the source of the vibration here. But why is there a vibration coming out of the next moment? Could it be that this guy is a pervert and is playing in a secret room here?

Bang dang

Forcefully lift the square lid at the entrance, revealing a dark staircase passage below.

"Go down and have a look?"

Fang Hao hesitated, he pondered for a while, and began to search in the dark room.

Ten minutes later, he reappeared at the entrance of the passage. At this time, he had a small candle in his hand, and if he was going to go in and explore, he could not do it without a light source.

Underground, he wasn't afraid of being spotted by the patrolmen.

The doors and windows of the room were sealed, and Fang Hao lit the candles. By the light of the candle, he could see what was going on.

This staircase passage is short, less than two meters away. At the end of the passage there was another door, which was covered in reddish-brown rust, only the doorknob was still smooth and shiny due to regular use.

Click

Click

Click

Fang Hao walked down the stairs slowly, and the vibration inside never came out again. When he came to the rusty door, he stood still, and the silence inside was terrifying.

"The increase rate of magic energy points here is actually faster!"

Fang Hao was a little surprised, this meant that the demonic aura here was much stronger than that of the outside world.

......

Half an hour later, there was still no movement inside. Fang Hao pondered for a moment, he held the pig-killing knife he was carrying with him in his hand, and then stretched out his left hand and gently knocked on the rusty door.

boom

boom

boom

A dull voice echoed through the quiet corridor.

roar

Woohoo!!

Suddenly, an astonishing roar came from behind the door, and the thumping vibrating sound rang out again. Fortunately, the sound insulation of this iron door is very good, otherwise this roar would have attracted the patrol soldiers from the outside world.

"There's only one sound source. ”

Fang Hao judged, although he didn't know what was roaring, there should be only one voice. And he also knew that the vibration just now was emitted by the roaring thing inside.

Moving his steps, Fang Hao hid his body behind the gate. He holds the doorknob in his left hand and a pig-killing knife in his right hand. After taking a few deep breaths, Fang Hao slammed the rust door open......

Whew......

Oh!!

Roar......

An even more frantic roar was heard, and a violent vibration was transmitted through the walls.

The imaginary attack did not come, Fang Hao looked inside carefully, and he felt surprise again.

It is indeed a secret room, and the space is small, which should be used by the blacksmith to store some precious items. The secret room was extremely dark, and by the light of the candle in his hand, Fang Hao could see the situation inside.

Now the chamber is empty, and in the deepest part of the chamber is a huge piece of iron embedded in the wall, which must be the blacksmith's family heirloom foundry, right?

Bang la blah

Huge chains dragged on the ground with a crisp sound. The iron chain was tied to the huge casting platform, looking at its appearance, the huge iron chain gave Fang Hao a strong visual impact.

"Was this chain originally made to tie up dinosaurs?" Fang Hao complained, a single chain buckle was the size of Fang Hao's fist, I really don't know why the blacksmith family has such a huge iron chain.

Following the huge iron chain, Fang Hao saw a guy in rags. Through the tattered clothes, Fang Hao clearly saw the other party's purple-brown skin and swollen and clumpy flesh.

Countless tumor-like bumps on the flesh had burst open, oozing a purple-brown viscous liquid, and the whole person looked as if it was a rotting corpse soaked in a stinking gutter.

"Damn, is this a realistic version of the Walking Dead?" Seeing the other party's posture of pulling the chain with a thumping sound, Fang Hao felt that if he let this guy pounce, it would be a hard battle for himself.

"Huh? This face looks familiar. ”

"This seems to be a blacksmith?"

Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, the more he looked at the extremely ugly-looking guy in front of him, the more it looked like a blacksmith. Especially the opponent's signature Mediterranean hair, and the left hand that was left with only three fingers due to a mistake in striking iron.

All this shows that this guy is a blacksmith!

"Is this due to demonic erosion, so you have become like this?"

Looking at the blacksmith in front of him, and then comparing it to the blacksmith's son in the sack outside, Fang Hao couldn't help but have a guess. If the blacksmith's son does not die, he may become a beast without the slightest reason in the blacksmith.

Whew!

Roar!

The blacksmith was crazy and wanted to rush towards Fang Hao, and the huge impact force drove the iron chain on his body, pulling the casting table, making a thumping sound. In order not to attract patrols, why did Fang Hao close the rusty door again.

"Blacksmith??" Fang Hao called tentatively, he slowly approached, and stopped half a meter away where the blacksmith could touch.

"Have you lost yourself?"

Shaking his head secretly, Fang Hao raised the pig-killing knife in his hand.

brush

The sharp pig-killing knife flickered by, and the blacksmith's two fangs and claws were cut off in unison. But as if he didn't feel the slightest pain, he still roared and threw himself at Fang Hao.

"It's too noisy!"

Picking up a rag on the ground, Fang Hao decisively stuffed it into the blacksmith's mouth. In an instant, the whole world fell silent, wow, what a feeling of silence......

The blacksmith who had lost his arm plummeted, and Fang Hao took the opportunity to tie it firmly to the casting table, motionless.

"There wasn't any blood!"

Fang Hao squirted in surprise, and a viscous purple-brown liquid oozed from the blacksmith's severed arm, and the viscous liquid wrapped the wound on the arm like a protective film.

"Interesting!"

Fang Hao was extremely interested, which was why he only cut off the arms of the blacksmith who had become a beast, instead of directly killing him. He wanted to study the body of this thing, after all, there was a good chance that these guys would become the biggest threat to humanity in the future.

Isn't that how zombie movies were played in previous lives?

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