Daughter-in-law

Chapter 114 The Shadow
Now the old Taoist is a little worried by Duanmuqing, this bitch-like guy really has a problem with his sexual orientation!

Especially now that guy is still smiling at himself, that smile is extremely lewd in the eyes of the old man, which makes the old man's scalp tingle.

Duanmuqing hated the old man very much, and even felt disgusted when he saw that guy, but it was different now, because the boiling blood on the old man was really an incomparable temptation for him.

Duanmuqing stood up and walked back to the yard, because he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would really bite his neck and suck his blood clean.

Sitting in the yard, Duanmuqing covered the wound on his neck with his hands in a daze. He knew that he was bitten by the walking corpse, and now he had been poisoned by the corpse. He had to deal with it and pull out the corpse poison from his body.

If this continues, I am afraid that I will gradually lose my true nature.

But now is not the time, because this place is dangerous, and Big Ear has not come back, so he can only wait.

Not long after, a sweaty old man walked in.

Although it was tiring to dig a hole by himself, the old man didn't dare to have any opinions, because the current Duan Muqing made the old man feel a little scared, and the old man didn't want to become a gay at his age.

Looking at the old Taoist who came in, Duanmuqing couldn't help but took a deep breath, a hint of greed flashed across his face.

After exercising, the blood on Lao Dao's body was even more boiling, and the smell of fresh blood made Duanmuqing almost go crazy.

Duanmuqing couldn't bear it anymore and stood up suddenly.

His actions startled the old man, he quickly took two steps back, full of vigilance, the old man was a little worried, could this sissy force himself?

But Duanmuqing ignored him at all, but walked out, leaving a cold sentence: "I'll go find Big Ear, you stay here alone and don't run around!"

After Duanmuqing finished speaking, he ran out directly.

He was worried, worried that if he stayed here again, he might really be unable to control himself, hugging that wretched old guy to suck blood, so he had to leave here!

Duanmuqing who walked outside raised his head and took a deep breath, there was an indescribable smell floating in the air.

This smell is unique to zombies, and I also have this smell on my body at this time.

Duanmuqing glanced at the village, no longer hesitated, and walked over directly, he knew that where the zombies were, I must be there.

At this time, there was only Lao Dao left in the yard, and the night wind blew past, making a sound of rustling leaves.

The old Taoist only felt a chill coming from the back of his neck, and could not help shrinking his neck.

"Damn, this ghostly place is quite scary!" The old man spat on the ground, feeling his scalp numb.

Looking at the dark night sky outside, the old Taoist reached into his crotch, and took out a talisman after a while.

Although the talisman paper smelled like his own urine, the old man still took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

He knew the power of this talisman paper, it was his life-saving thing, now that the talisman paper was in his hand, the old man felt a little relieved.

I walked out of the toilet, and there were still conversations in the front living room. It was the voices of two men, obviously they were a little too drunk.

I walked to the window and glanced inside, and sure enough, I saw two drunken men talking and laughing.

The wine bottles on the ground and the current state of the two people all indicate that they have drunk too much.

I glanced at the man sitting in the main seat in the room. I was a little surprised. He looked about 40 years old. I had never seen him before, but that face made me feel a little familiar.

I sized him up, my heart skipped a beat, and I finally understood how my sense of familiarity came from, because this person looks a bit like that old guy!

I took a closer look, and there are indeed many similarities between the two people's eyebrows and eyes. This man is probably the old man's son!
Thinking of this, I am even more confused. What did that old guy bring that zombie to his son's house in the middle of the night, and he even killed his son's guest.

The two men inside were still drinking and chatting. I sniffed, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. The source of the smell was in the next room, which should be the bedroom.

At this time, the door of the room was ajar, and it was pitch black inside.

I frowned, walked to the door, and stretched out my hand to push the door open.

Standing at the door, the bloody smell became even stronger, almost hitting his face.

I walked into the room, and there was a sticky feeling under my feet, like I stepped on something sticky.

I reached out, found the switch on the wall, and turned on the light.

Turning on the light, I turned my head and looked inside. When I saw the scene inside clearly, even I couldn't help but gasped.

There was a bed in the room, and there were two people lying on the bed, a middle-aged woman, and a little boy about seven or eight years old.

It's just that these two people are already dead at this time, and their bodies are distorted exaggeratedly, as if they were tortured in great pain during their lifetime, and their death conditions are extremely miserable.

At this time, the two women were lying on the bed with their heads up, their heads drooping on the edge of the bed, their necks were bloody and bloody, their necks were almost bitten off, and the blood was dripping on the ground non-stop.

I took a deep breath and stepped forward to check the two corpses. If there is no accident, they were also killed by that zombie.

Looking at the miserable scene in the room, I became more and more puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

This is the home of the old man's son. The mother and son who died on the bed should be his daughter-in-law and grandson. Why did the old man let that zombie kill them?
"The old third guy is so ink-stained in the toilet, I'll go and see." With the sound, the door of the living room was opened, and a man who was walking a little staggered towards the toilet.

I hid in the room and did not move. After all, this is someone else's home, and someone died. If someone finds out, I will definitely not be able to tell.

The man walked to the toilet door and walked in.

"Third son, why the hell are you still peeing? Is there something wrong with the prostate gland? If it doesn't work, go to the andrology department to see it. It's like this before you get married. What can you do in the future!"

The man found the person in the toilet, but he didn't realize that he was dead yet.

At this moment, a black figure quietly appeared at the door of the toilet. It looked vaguely like a human figure, but its body was bowed and a little stooped.

Seeing that black shadow, before I had time to react, it swished into the toilet.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled groan from the toilet, and then there was a plop, as if something had fallen to the ground!
(End of this chapter)