I ground my teeth and turned to look at the slender figure. I thought, it doesn't matter how many corpses there are, I just need to be vigilant. After all, I have the burning犀oil on me, and it's easy to hide anywhere.

As I was thinking this, I wanted to see where the voice was coming from.

But the corpses surrounded me and howled as they came at me, like I was a magnet and they were iron filings!

My heart immediately went cold. I looked at the pillar in the east and hid behind it, but the corpses clearly saw me and chased after me!

The burning犀oil didn't work?

At this moment, a cat's meow came from above my head. I looked at the shining cat eyes of Xiao Bai's feet and then at myself. Finally, I cursed - when I went to hold the dwarf-like body earlier, didn't I knock off his head?

It turned out that the head was filled with some liquid, and when it fell, it splashed all over me.

It smelled greasy and not very good, but it was extremely disgusting. It was like corpse oil, but the smell was stronger - white bone paste?

That's right, white bone paste is extracted from corpse oil. If corpse oil is fresh milk, white bone paste is cream, the essence of corpse oil. It is often used as feed for small ghost zombies. As long as it is a small ghost zombie, as soon as it smells white bone paste, there is no way it won't be attracted!

This Yin face master is indeed clever!

Since I came in, he probably noticed that I had the burning犀oil on me, like I had a cloak of invisibility, so he put a dwarf on the ghost door crossing line to lure me over. When the dwarf's head fell off and the white bone paste splashed on me, I was like feed and immediately exposed!

This trap is indeed more difficult to deal with than the one in the hospital.

As I watched countless dark shadows surround me and was about to tear me to pieces, I defended myself with the seven-star dragon spring while looking for a place to hide. At this time, something suddenly wrapped around my neck and choked me. It was cold and delicate - hair!

It turned out to be a "bacon", hanging above my head, also wanting to eat this living white bone paste of mine!

My eyes suddenly filled with blood, I couldn't see anything, the hair tightened around my neck more and more, I couldn't even cough, my brain went blank, and I was almost suffocated.

At the same time, countless dark shadows chased after me. The cold hard nails were already pinching me!

I was going to die... This time I was going to die...

But in that instant, I kicked my foot against the ground, flipped over, and held onto the bacon that was wrapped around my neck with its hair. We both hung upside down on the rope, and the dark shadows missed their target, crashing into each other and blocking the way under their feet.

I raised my hand and used the seven-star dragon spring to rub against my own neck. The hair broke off at once, my neck loosened, and I gasped for breath - the air was icy and fishy, filling my lungs made me want to vomit.

Before I could catch my breath, my waist and abdomen were also tightly wrapped - it was the bacon!

A cold breath blew by my ear, making my skin crawl with goosebumps. Then I felt something sharp trying to bite into my neck - just like when the red ghost behind me did it!

I reacted quickly and pushed her throat away with my hand. Her neck was pushed away from me, and she seemed to get angry and tried to bite me again. Suddenly, I heard the rope above my head creaking with an unbearable sound.

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Right, the rope can only support one person hanging upside down, but it might not be strong! If she struggles anymore and breaks it, we will both fall down together.

I used my elbow to push her away from behind me, climbed up a little, but she tried to catch up, unfortunately, the zombie couldn't bend over, only swaying like a pendulum. I grabbed the top of the rope with my hand, and the Qixinglongquan sliced through where her feet were. She fell down into the zombie crowd like a dumpling.

The zombies on the ground surrounded her. I heard flesh being torn and bones being broken. The "bacon" was being ripped into pieces.

Self-inflicted damage? Huh, yes, because that "bacon" held me, got the white bone paste on me too, and was mistaken for food by the zombies!

This sight made me shudder - if it had been me who fell down, I would have been ripped into pieces already?

The little white paw seemed to relax a little bit, crouching on the beams, licking her paws at first, then looking around casually. Suddenly, she seemed to notice something and looked in a certain direction.

That direction was completely shrouded in shadows, but I could hear knocking sounds faintly.

I suddenly remembered when I went fishing with the old man in the countryside, I saw a shepherd calling his sheep back by knocking on his tobacco pouch.

Just like the shepherd, that owner was giving orders to the zombies.

Sure enough, the zombies didn't fight anymore, and looked up at me.

I followed that direction and looked up, trying to see who the owner was, but I didn't have night vision or Qiqiang anymore, so I couldn't see anything.

If you want to catch the thief, catch his accomplice first. I didn't have time to fight with these zombies; as long as I could capture the owner, everything would be fine.

With this thought, I put all my strength into moving my body up on the beams - there were many beams on the top of this parking lot because it was made of steel structures. The beams were strong enough for me to walk on.

The sound of my weight on the steel beams made a creaking sound, but at first I didn't pay much attention to it. But when I put my foot on the steel beam, I felt a little trembling sensation - like something else was also coming up besides me.

A sticky smell of zombie oil came up - zombie oil imp!

But this smell wasn't as strong as the one in Professor Luo's house; it was very light.

My heart suddenly tightened - the lighter the smell of zombie oil, the higher the level of the zombie oil imp. Could this be a thirty-two person oil?

"Little brother, I didn't expect that you still have some skills," the Sichuan accent came from the shadows: "Even a three-tooth imp couldn't catch you, and in this shitty place with no birds or toilets, you are the first person who forces me to use twenty-eight person oil."

Before the words were finished, I felt a blast of killing intent flying at me quickly from all directions. I wanted to dodge, but as soon as I raised my thoughts, a burst of sharp Qi flew towards my throat. My reaction ability only allowed me to move my left side out of harm's way. Then I smelled a fresh bloody scent spreading all around me, and felt a coolness on my left side followed by a burning pain.

Fortunately, I was able to avoid the main attack with a narrow margin. I raised my hand with Qixinglongquan blocking, but this was still no match for a twenty-eight person oil imp. My abilities hadn't been fully mobilized yet, and the twenty-eight person oil imp was too fast and too fierce for me to hold out for long.

The Sichuan accent came again with a hint of triumph: "Little brother, in the future you will be my servant and I will be your master. Don't worry, you won't die in vain. With such a handsome body like yours, I will train you..."

Before he could finish his words, a loud howl came from somewhere and a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of him blocking his attack. Eight tail...

And at this time, the man who spoke thought he had the upper hand. He had already come out of the shadow and walked out slowly, with a little pride. He raised his head to see how I would die. I took this opportunity, put all my strength into my feet, and jumped down from the beam, aiming at him.

He didn't expect me to jump down. His body trembled, and he took a step backward. At the same time, a sound came from under his hand, and the dead who were standing still like walls stopped in front of him.

I had been ready for this. I breathed in the qi and poured it into the seven-star dragon spring. I aimed at the dead who were protecting their master and sliced them down.

The dead stopped in half like a wall, and he had nowhere to go back. I pressed down on him and held his neck: "Practice, practice, you practice! Let me see how you can turn me into what kind of person!"

But when my hand touched the skin of this person, I felt something was wrong. The skin was very smooth.

And, this person's body smelled good.

Woman...female?

I didn't expect that she was a woman!

At this moment, I felt a wet feeling on her face and neck: "You can kill my father, and you can kill me too."

Father...could she be the daughter of the yin-faced man in the hospital?