"There's zombies—"

The scar-faced man screamed in horror, and just fell to the staircase, he was caught off guard and rolled down with a "poof".

The faces of the proprietress and the four men changed, and they hurriedly went over to help him up, and the proprietress scolded him in a low voice: "What is the ghost called! Is that kid dead?"

The scar-faced man trembled, his lips trembled, and he pointed to it and said in a trembling voice, "Yes...... There are zombies!"

"Zombie your sister's corpse!" the proprietress slapped it and said hatefully, "Your brain is in water, how can there be zombies in this house?"

The scar-faced man didn't care about the pain on his body, and said with a shocked face: "That kid...... That kid is a zombie, I slashed at him, the knife broke directly, but he didn't move......"

"Is there such a thing?" the boss frowned, his face solemn, "He didn't react at all, didn't jump up, or bleed?"

The scar-faced man cried and said, "No, he's like a stone, hard and scary." No, it's harder than a stone! You see, my hands are broken. ”

Everyone looked through the dim light, and the scar-faced man's tiger mouth was indeed cracked and bloody.

"Boss, this ......" One of the black-faced men had an ugly face and a little chill on the soles of his feet.

The proprietress was also frightened, but she was unwilling to give up, she glanced at the black-faced man, and ordered: "Kuizi, you go up and have a look." ”

"Me?" When the black-faced man heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he shook his head again and again, "I'm not going, I'm not going, boss, even if you kill me, I won't go." ”

The proprietress was angry in her heart, glanced at the five people, and looked like she hated iron but not steel: "Five big men who kill people without blinking, they are very timid! Even if that kid is a zombie, he is a zombie who can't move, what are you afraid of!"

When everyone heard this, they felt justified, but they all bowed their heads, and no one dared to say that they wanted to go.

The scar-faced man looked at the proprietress cautiously and said, "Boss, why don't you ...... Are you going?"

"Yes, yes, boss, you are bold, you go!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts were relieved, and they all echoed it, and their faces were full of encouragement.

"You ......" The proprietress was very angry, her face was pale, she paused, and she had no choice but to grit her teeth and say, "Okay! I'll go, I'll go!" But this time, I want to get a share of the harvest. ”

"Yes, yes, I agree. Seeing her agree, the scar-faced man hurriedly said.

The other four men also raised their hands again and again and said: "I also agree, the boss takes the lead, is not afraid of zombies, and deserves more than one percent." ”

"Fuck you!"

The proprietress cursed, held a sharp knife, and tiptoed up the stairs.

Just now, the scar-faced man escaped from the wilderness, and the door was not closed, at this time, the proprietress swallowed and spit, suppressed the tension in her heart, clenched the sharp knife, and stepped in one step.

"Boss, why are you here now?"

Under the dim candlelight, Yang Que was sitting at the table, leisurely drinking wine, eating vegetables, and looking at her with a smile.

"Bang dang!"

The sharp knife in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the proprietress shook her legs and almost knelt down.

Her face turned extremely pale, she glared at Yang Que, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you still ...... Drinking?"

The corners of Yang Que's mouth curved slightly, and said, "If you don't drink, should you lie on the bed and be in a different place?"

"You ......" The proprietress shook her body, and her face changed violently.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed, she bent down to pick up the sharp knife on the ground, flicked her body, and pounced fiercely towards Yang Que, shouting in her mouth: "It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost!

"Smack!"

Yang Que held the wine glass in one hand, waved it casually with the other, and slapped her out and rolled to the ground.

"Boss, I just wanted to ask you something, there's no need to use a knife, right?"

Yang Que's expression was calm and unfazed.

The proprietress jumped up from the ground with blood on the corners of her mouth, fear in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Who are you a master?

Yang Que shook his head, but he didn't speak, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

"Kuizi Scarface! guy! All come up and cut him!"

Seeing that she couldn't ask why, the proprietress flashed fiercely on her face, and turned her head and shouted.

"Oooo

The sound of rushing upstairs sounded, and after a few breaths, five fierce men holding Pu knives appeared at the door together.

The scar-faced man saw that the proprietress was fine, and wondered: "Boss, you ......"

Before he could say anything, he saw Yang Que who was sitting at the table drinking, and suddenly his eyes widened, and his mouth opened: "He...... He ......"

"Kill him!"

The proprietress shouted angrily, raised the sharp knife in her hand, and rushed towards Yang Que again.

Except for the scar-faced man who stood trembling in place, the other four men shouted in unison, and the Pu knife in his hand was cold, and he followed the proprietress and rushed forward.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the black fog in front of him was rising, and a sneering ghost appeared!

It opened its bloody mouth, its fangs creaked, its claws flashed, and its body swelled suddenly, breaking through the roof in an instant, becoming huge.

With a big mouth, he swallowed the proprietress who rushed forward into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and a broken foot fell between its teeth and fell to the ground, its muscles twitching.

Then, its blood-red gaze stared bloodthirstily at the humans behind it.

"What the hell—"

The four men who rushed over with the proprietress suddenly screamed in shock, and their bodies were stunned, and they collapsed to the ground in fright, their faces full of horror and misery.

The scar-faced man standing at the door trembled directly, rolled his eyes, and died of fright.

The spirit ghost grinned with a big mouth, and was about to stretch out his claws to tear them apart, but he heard Yang Que drink: "Come back!"

The spirit ghost's body shrank rapidly, his face was full of respect, and he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, and went directly into the soul cultivation house.

The four men who were trembling all over their bodies and their teeth were fighting violently looked at Yang Que in horror, even more frightened than when they saw the ghost.

"I ask you something, and if I am satisfied with the answer, I will spare your lives today, understand?"

Yang Que put away the soul house, and didn't talk to them, and said directly.

The four men nodded in horror again and again, their lips trembling.

"Have you ever heard of Snow Mountain, or Divine Fox Palace?" Yang Que asked.

The four of them tried their best to think hard, but they didn't know.

"Then what unusual things have you found around here, such as strange beasts, flying things, or strange lights?" Yang Que continued to ask.

The four of them racked their brains and thought hard, but they still didn't know anything, and suddenly, their hearts became desperate.

Yang Que sighed, disappointed in his heart, and said, "Then, I can't leave you alone." ”

Just as he was about to make a move, his eyes were cold, and his body instantly appeared at the window, smashing the wooden window with one palm, and looked at it.

"Giggles", a burst of laughter came, and a white figure suddenly fell to the ground, stepping on the white snow on the ground, and swept towards the jungle in front of him, behind him, a small fluffy tail was faintly revealed.

"Elves!"

Yang Que's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about killing a few more mortals in the house, so he jumped out, sacrificed the exorcism sail and chased after the white figure.

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