After Wu Lin killed a white-haired zombie, he turned around and gave me a show-off smile.
I just felt that something was wrong with Wu Lin.
When the corpse energy first appeared, he was obviously a little nervous, but when the corpse energy approached, he actually became excited again, and now the smile on his face is full again.
The provocation made me feel more and more like he had become a completely different person.
During the short time I spent with Wu Lin, my impression of him can be generally described in three words: steady, competitive, and elusive at the same time.
But at this moment, Wu Lin was only elusive.
He waved to me from a distance: "I killed one."
What he said was that if I didn't act quickly, I would definitely lose to him.
Just as he was speaking, the flashlight beam from my side illuminated a large area of rotten face, which was almost attached to Wu Lin's shoulder.
Fortunately, although Wu Lin focused part of his energy on my side, his reaction speed was still very fast.
As soon as the face appeared, he turned around quickly, swung his arm violently, and smashed the butt of the gun.
On top of Bai Maozheng's head.
The gun butt was hard enough, and with a muffled sound, the white-haired stiff head broke in half like a coconut shell.
After killing the second white-haired zombie, Wu Lin turned around and smiled again.
In addition to provocation, this smile also carried a chilling and dangerous aura.
At that time, I had a feeling that in Wu Lin's eyes, his enemy was not those white-haired zombies, but me.
At that moment, I hesitated.
I couldn't decide whether Wu Lin was a teammate on my side or an enemy with murderous intentions towards me.
This hesitation lasted for about five or six seconds, and finally I opened my legs and walked towards Wu Lin.
Although Wu Lin exudes a dangerous aura that makes people palpitate, I still plan to believe him for the time being, because there is a clarity in his eyes that never seems to fade.
In all my life, this is the first time I have seen such clean eyes.
As I walked around, the flashlight beam kept swaying around according to the frequency of the swing of my arms.
The white-haired zombies were moving towards us at a not too slow speed.
The beam sometimes shone on their legs, which were covered with white hair.
There were tattered clothes hanging on the carrion, and some even had a small section of bone exposed, swinging messily in the pale light.
Sometimes the beam hits their bodies and faces, and it's another scene filled with putrid smell.
Nowadays, I no longer feel the slightest fear when facing white-haired stiffness, but the nausea they bring to me can stay in my mind for at least a month.
When Wu Lin saw me moving away, he began to swing the butt of the gun harder.
Fast, ruthless, and accurate, these three words are best reflected in him.
Every few seconds, five or six white-haired stiff heads are opened, and Wu Lin's body is quickly covered with sticky liquid. , I don’t know if it’s brain matter or corpse oil.
I walked up to him, bit the tip of my tongue, raised my neck and spit out a big mouthful of blood.
As early as when I was in the ice room, I used the technique of urging evil to calm the dragon body.
Of course, it was no problem to deal with a few small white-haired zombies.
This mouthful of blood spurted out, and the five or six white-haired zombies standing directly opposite me were immediately hit.
After they were stained with my blood, the corpse energy in their bodies was "burned" by the evil energy in the blood almost instantly.
It is recorded in the classics of the Chen family that for evil corpses, corpse energy is equivalent to the blood in human beings.
People will die if their blood is drained.
If the corpse energy is dispersed, evil corpses will not be able to survive.
The five or six white-haired zombies in front of me just fell down.
I raised my head and tried my best to spit out a mouthful of blood mist.
This time, the area covered by the evil blood was larger.
Even the few white-haired zombies close to Wu Lin were affected, and their bodies were burned away by the evil blood on the spot.
In the past, I also knew that evil blood can dispel evil spirits, but I didn't expect that using it to deal with evil corpses would have such a miraculous effect.
Wu Lin noticed that the white hair beside him was frozen, and immediately turned his head to look towards me.
At that time, I was turning my neck to spray blood around.
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For a brief moment, my eyes met his.
After spraying this big mouthful of blood, I planned to wait for the blood on the tip of my tongue to flow back a little, and then wait for the white-haired zombie behind to get closer before spraying the next mouthful.
Wu Lin took advantage of the opportunity before I spurted blood to come to me and said to me unhappily: "You are cheating."
"This is not cheating, it's about specializing in magic," I said, "You are a mercenary, and I am a warlock, so I am good at handling firearms, and I am good at magic."
Wu Lin: "I'm not a mercenary, I'm a killer."
I said, "I thought killers were also a type of mercenaries."
Wu Lin: "A killer and a mercenary are completely different."
At this time, the wound on the tip of my tongue had almost healed, and Bai Mao Zong happened to press over me, so I didn't waste any more words, bit the tip of my tongue again, and gave a big mouthful of blood to those rotten evil corpses.
Wu Lin was not idle either.
He immediately threw away the butt of his gun and started moving around among the corpses.
White-haired zombies have no IQ, they only act based on instinct.
Now these white-haired zombies are all aimed at the yang energy in Wu Lin and me.
They lined up in a long line without fear of death, as if they were willing to wait for Wu Lin and me to harvest them one by one.
There were more and more white-haired zombies being opened by Wu Lin, and more and more evil blood spurted out of my mouth.
The air was filled with a steam of moisture, mucus and evil blood, and the beam of the flashlight Shaking up and down, the shadows of the corpses also swayed, and the strong smell of putrefaction and blood made this chaotic and weird scene even more disgusting.
I don’t know how to describe my feelings at that time.
If I had to sum it up in one word, I think the word “irritable” is a little more appropriate.
On the surface, these white-haired zombies seem to be easier to deal with than the bumpkins emerging from the pool, but as large areas of white-haired zombies fell to the ground, I felt a little uneasy.
I have a vague feeling that the reason why these white-haired zombies gather together seems to be influenced by some kind of force.
Thinking that the evil god had appeared together with the evil corpse, I couldn't help but guess that maybe the evil god was hiding in the darkness, watching Wu Lin and me silently with its pure black eyes.
Or maybe the guys hiding in the darkness are not evil gods, but those who entered here before Wu Lin and I.
Wu Lin and I both clearly felt that we were being spied on, but neither of us knew where those eyes were, let alone who those eyes belonged to.
Wu Lin swung the butt of his gun to knock Bai Maozong over, while looking around from time to time.
Every time he twisted his neck so hard to look behind him that the skin on his neck was twisted into twists, I could feel it.
See the annoyance in his eyes.
We didn't count how many Bai Mao Zombies we killed, we just kept killing and moving forward.
The blood on the tip of my tongue hasn't run out yet, Wu Lin's gun butt hasn't been smashed, the last batch of white-haired zombies have fallen to the ground, and the rancid smell in the air has finally stopped getting stronger.
Wu Lin stood there and took two deep breaths.
Then he picked up the flashlight and shined it on the ground twenty meters away.
Where the beam of light shines, there are two or three irregularly shaped holes.
There are a large number of broken palm bricks and wet soil scattered around the hole, as well as some scattered rags.
I also picked up the flashlight and swept the light in front of me.
Wherever the beam passed, there were all holes like this.
Wu Lin clicked his tongue next to me and said: "After a long time of trouble, all these zombies crawled out from the ground."
I quickly walked over to a hole, squatted down, picked up a handful of soil on the ground, smelled it, and then fired the beam into the hole.
The hole is very deep, and light cannot reach the bottom at all.
On the surface, those white-haired zombies just now should have been dug up from very deep underground.
They dug through at least hundreds of meters of soil and rock before finally breaking through the palm bricks and reaching the ground.
But is this possible?
Although the bones of white-haired zombies are harder than those of living people, they are not much harder.
In addition, their muscles are severely rotten, and they simply do not have enough strength to claw through such deep soil and rock.
Moreover, the soil clearly carries the aura of the early Northern Song Dynasty, but Bai Maozheng's body has almost no other era aura except the aura of the Republic of China.
If they were dug out of the earth, why don't they have the smell of soil on their bodies?
Moreover, I didn't see much soil on Bai Maozheng's body just now.
While I was thinking about things like this, Wu Lin suddenly turned around and lit the light behind me.
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His sudden move made me immediately alert, and I quickly turned around and looked behind me, but saw nothing but the swaying beam of light and darkness.
Wu Lin lowered his hand, and the flashlight beam fell diagonally at his feet.
I asked him: "What's going on?"
Wu Lin was silent for a moment before speaking: "Just now, someone might be following us.
I felt like I was being watched."
I agree: “I feel that way too.”
"I used to think that I was a master of stealth," Wu Lin said somewhat depressedly, "I am the only one who can follow others.
No one has ever been able to follow me better than me."
I shined the flashlight near Wu Lin's armpit, so that the residual light of the beam could just reflect the expression on his face.
His tone of voice when he spoke was quite normal, but there was an obvious irritation in his expression, as well as a kind of excitement that was hard for me to understand.
Wu Lin noticed that I was observing his expression and looked at me with a frown.
I asked him: "What's the matter with you?"
Wu Lin: "What's wrong with me?"
I said, "You look different now than you did before."
Wu Lin was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand towards me: "It seems that something in my stomach has come out again.
It's okay, don't worry about it, it will be fine after a while."
Although I really wanted to ask, "What's in your stomach?"
, I saw that he didn't want to say anything, so I didn't ask any more questions
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