A lonely head called grandma to the old woman, how terrifying the picture looks.

If it is an ordinary person, he must be scared to pass out at this moment.

But when the old woman saw it, not only was she not afraid, but she also showed an expression of ecstasy. She hurriedly took the head from Xie Yao's hand, hugged it in her arms, and kissed the boy's forehead a few times: "My little winter , Great, you are finally back."

Zhang Jiankun, who followed after, saw this scene, his calf began to tremble, and when he saw the appearance of the boy's head, he almost lost his breath.

It was real just now, not an illusion?

He suddenly became suspicious of the authenticity of his existence, unable to distinguish between what is true and what is false, and he was horrified and dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiankun stared at the face of the old woman, stared for a long time, and said loudly: "Shanpo? Are you a Shanpo? You...how could you, you haven't...?"

He wanted to say why you are still alive, but he always felt that this question was too provocative, and he stopped in time.

"Know?" Xie Yao asked.

Zhang Jiankun hurriedly explained: "Yes, this old lady is a Shan Po. About twenty years ago, I saw her when I just wandered to Stronghold 7. She was a barefoot doctor in the village. She lived on the mountain. Without a name, we just met her. Call her Shan Po!

"But, I remember that she passed away ten years ago. At that time, I was helping to serve the dishes and wash the dishes. I ate several meals..." He said, his voice gradually reduced and his eyes gradually frightened.

"That's it." Xie Yao turned his head and looked at the wooden house behind the old woman. His eyes were piercing and said: "I'm a little thirsty, old woman, please go in for a cup of tea!"

The old woman looked embarrassed: "Ah, there is no hot water today."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you to burn it!"

Xie Yao couldn't help but squeezed the old woman aside and kicked the door open.

Crunch!

The painted wooden door opened inward at once, and it was darker inside, and the ground was also covered with dust, which did not look like a human being.

"You are guarding outside, I'll go in and take a look."

After Xie Yao finished speaking, let Ling Haijing and Wu Qing be outside to prevent accidents, while he looked inside the house.

Ling Haijing took a look at the room, the arc on her body began to condense, ready to go, and replied: "Okay, be careful yourself."

"I have a count."

This wooden house was built against a cliff. The whole is very narrow and long. The asphalt pour on the ground is cratered, about seven or eight meters square. There are coffee tables, wooden tables, a few broken chairs, and several plastic boxes in a mess.

A thick layer of ash accumulated on the stovetop, and a pair of shallow footprints remained on it. Depending on the size, it did not match the old woman's at all.

"Young man, there is really no hot water at home."

A hoarse voice sounded from behind, and the old woman slowly walked in from outside holding Xiaodong in her arms.

She raised her leg exhaustively and stepped over the threshold.

Click! The old woman's face suddenly became very gloomy, almost turning blue, her ears and nose became pointed and long, and her muddy eyes grew into round fish eyes.

At the same time, her body has also become a thick circle, and thick black hair grows on her arms, which looks unusually hideous and powerful.

Xie Yao's expression was calm, he looked at the thick and long palm of the old woman, and then at the ‘footprint’ on the stove, which just fit.

However, the old woman's expression was weird and gentle. While stomping on the ground, she was still crouching, as if in her eyes, she was still an old and frail woman.

"Young man, sit and wait, I will boil a pot of water for you."

As she said, she scooped a few times in the already dry water tank, made the action of pouring water into the pot, and split a few pieces of wood with her bare hands and stuffed them into the bottom of the pot.

Then, she took out a box of matches from her arms, took a match that had no head from it, struck it a few times, and then threw it into the bottom of the pot, staring at it quietly, returning from time to time. Flick the wood, as if there is a fire burning inside.

A strong but trembling old monster woman, and a boy with only one head left but the grandmother's name, all this looks so strange.

"Strange, she and this child, it seems that they really don't know that they have become monsters?"

Xie Yao wondered.

The old woman stared at those muddy and terrifying white eyes, looking a little foolish.

But Xiaodong was lying quietly in her arms, eyes closed, as if already asleep.

"A corpse mandarin and an earth attached spirit. These are not monsters that can form naturally. Will the source of pollution still be here?"

Xie Yao scanned the room.

The appearance of the old woman and Xiaodong can deceive ordinary people, but can't deceive a potion warlock like him.

At a glance, she is not human!

This is a corpse mandarin, long before the cataclysm, folks have similar legends.

Afterwards, the demonic wave frequently occurred, and human deaths and injuries are unknown. After some people who may have been slightly contaminated during their lives died, if the corpses were not cremated, there was still a possibility of ‘surviving’!

This is the Mandrill.

The level of strength of the corpse mandrill is not uniform, and it must be determined according to the different pollution sources. The weak points may only be equivalent to the physical fitness of an adult, while the powerful ones have the hope of reaching E level.

They can retain some memories during their lifetime, and even in some places there are relatively large groups of mandrills that can live in racial groups and are called camps for the living dead.

The D-class corpse is basically not seen. There are rumors that there was a rich man in Yuanzhou City, who secretly raised a female corpse for fun. As a result, the corpse was promoted to the D-class and backlashed after being fed too fat. The whole family was killed and their deaths were miserable, and their hearts were taken out and eaten.

Xie Yao feels that the authenticity of this news is open to question. There is always no one who can give birth to female zombies, right? Isn't it?

However, if the corpse real mandrill can reach the D level, it can probably be called the zombie king, but it is more than enough to slaughter a small family~lightnovelpub.net~Welfare] Pay attention to the public.. No. [Book Friends Base Camp], every day Read books and draw cash/point coins!

The corpse mandarin and the earthbound spirit, these are relatively special things, there is no magic core in the body, so Xie Yao did not rush to kill them.

This old woman actually has the strength of the middle and lower E-level, Xiaodong is probably barely able to be the E-level, which in Xie Yao's eyes ~lightnovelpub.net~ is not a threat at all.

Xie Yao's purpose is very clear. The purpose of this trip is threefold.

First, the most important thing is to find a few D-level or close to D-level magic seeds, and recharge the sign-in treasure chest; for him now, he does not have the strength close to D-level, and there is no charge provided. almost.

The old woman and Xiaodong were not even interested in making him scare them.

too weak! I need more powerful goals!

The second is to take over the task of Tang Wenbo and protect Wu Qing along the way. She should be seeking something from the ruins. I don’t know if it was the target of the Tang family that Xie Yao overheard. She didn’t say anything, Xie Yao Just too lazy to ask

Third, kill monsters and make a fortune!

"There is also the second floor."

Xie Yao turned around and didn't find any useful clues on the first floor, so he turned his attention to the second floor.

The black on it makes people shudder.