I ignored the voice above and continued walking up the stairs.
As soon as I started walking up the stairs, I smelled a faint smell of blood.
Ordinary people cannot smell this level of blood smell, but I am a zombie and am relatively sensitive to the smell of blood.
Although the smell of blood is very light, and there is also a smell of disinfectant mixed in, it is obvious that someone wants to use disinfectant to suppress the smell of blood.
But for me this is of no use at all.
I walked to the second floor, and the smell of blood became even stronger. Even the smell of disinfectant couldn't suppress it.
The woman following me also frowned and covered her nose with her hands in disgust.
I have been observing her and seeing her appearance, I know that she should be different when she first came here.
"The last time I came here, there was no such strong smell of blood. There was nothing unusual except that the old man was a little crazy."
The woman quickly explained to me.
I nodded, then looked inside and asked the woman, "Which room does the old man live in?"
The woman pointed to the closed door in front of her.
I walked to the front and opened the door directly.
As the door opened, I froze on the spot.
Because the curtains were drawn, the light in the room seemed very dim.
Moreover, the whole room exuded a strange mixed smell of stench and blood.
There is no extra furniture in the room, only a bed inside.
At this time, an old man with a stooped figure was squatting on the ground, holding a chicken in his mouth, staring at us with a pair of eyes.
In the dim room, the old man's eyes actually emitted a faint green light.
"hehe!"
Seeing us, two more wild beast-like sounds came from the old man's mouth.
I looked at the old man and couldn't help but frown.
He looked to be around sixty years old, his face was pale without any trace of blood, and it was a bit frighteningly white.
There was a green light in those eyes, which did not look like human eyes at all, but more like those of a beast.
The old man was holding an old hen tightly in his hands. The chicken was obviously dead, because the chicken's neck was bitten and the blood was blurry, and all the blood in the body was sucked dry.
"Holy crap, how can this old guy be so virtuous!" At this time, the old man also walked into the room and watched the old man eat it involuntarily.
The woman standing next to me was also shocked, as if she couldn't believe that this old man would become like this.
At this time, the old man threw away the hen he had bitten to death, screamed strangely, kicked his legs, and jumped up on the ground like a hunting dog. He opened his hands and rushed towards me.
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I frowned and didn't move at all.
Because Xiaobai had already stood in front of me, and then slapped the old man in the face.
Snapped!
There was a muffled sound, and the old man who rushed over was slapped by Xiaobai and flew out, hitting the wall. Then he fell down again, crawling on the ground, looking at us with a vigilant face.
Although the old man has now become neither a human nor a ghost, he still knows how powerful Xiao Bai is, so he does not attack again.
"It's interesting." I looked at the old man and raised my eyebrows.
This old man has an obvious aura that belongs to zombies, but it's not pure, because there is another strange aura about him.
That kind of smell is very unfamiliar to me, so it's hard to tell what it is.
The strangest thing was that the old man jumped up just now, and I saw his belly was bulging, like a frog.
His belly was as big as a pregnant woman's.
I stared at the old man, and the more I looked at him, the more interesting he became, because the aura on the old man's body interested me very much.
At this time, the old man was slapped by Xiaobai. Although he kept roaring like a wild beast, he did not dare to step forward at all and just huddled in the corner.
Xiaobai glanced at me and I nodded. This old man was a little weird. I wanted to see what was going on with him.
Seeing me nodding, Xiaobai rushed towards the old man huddled in the corner.
After being hit by Xiao Bai just now, the old man clearly knew that he was no match for Xiao Bai, so he let out a strange scream, jumped up, and climbed up like a big gecko, grabbing the wall with his hands.
Only then did I realize that the nails on his fingers were very long, like the claws of some kind of beast.
Seeing the old man climbing up the wall, Xiaobai sneered, jumped up with his fists in his hands, and punched the old man on the back hard.
Xiaobai's punch was so hard that the old man let out a cry of pain and fell down.
Xiaobai rushed over immediately, grabbed the old man's neck, and lifted him up.
The old man waved his arms and grabbed Xiaobai's face.
Xiaobai raised his other hand and blocked the old man's attack.
Then there were two clicks, and the two arms of the old man were directly twisted off, and the old man was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
The old man with his arms broken was twisting on the ground, but his appearance did not show much pain, but more of a beast-like ferocity.
Although the old man's arms were broken, he still kicked his legs and crawled under the bed.
Xiaobai snorted coldly, walked over, grabbed the old man's legs, and twisted them off with two clicks.
The woman who brought us here looked at everything in front of her with a face full of shock. It was obvious that she had been frightened by Xiaobai's actions.
She couldn't understand why Xiaobai, who looked a little silly and sweet, could be so ruthless.
I shrugged my shoulders and didn't stop Xiaobai.
This is not because I am cruel, but because this old man is no longer a human being, so I don’t need to sympathize with him.
Now the old man has been poisoned by corpse poison and has completely lost his consciousness. He is more like a beast with only primitive animal nature.
Xiaobai pulled the old man with his limbs broken back and threw him in front of me.
I walked up to the old man, and Xiaobai moved a chair and put it behind me.
I sat down and looked at the old man who was twisting and struggling on the ground.
At this time, his arms and legs were broken, so he couldn't attack or escape. He could only keep roaring at me like a wounded beast.
I didn't pay attention, but carefully observed the aura on his body.
It's really different, obviously different from ordinary zombies.
Moreover, there was another kind of aura on his body that actually made me feel a little uneasy. The most important thing was that I couldn't determine what that aura belonged to.
I couldn't help but bend down, wanting to feel it more carefully.
At this moment, the old man's bulging belly suddenly moved.
And it moved very strangely, as if a small hand was stretching out from his belly.
