Salted Fish Zombie [Unlimited]

The world seemed to split into two pictures.

A pair of bright colors, everyone cheers and worships, welcoming the auspicious light of God.

A look of black and white was dim, and the six people silently opened their mouths to the maximum, without tongues, and the painful cries were issued from the distorted facial muscles.

Players intuitively and deeply feel what the status of Hua Nu is in this world.

They are inferior to animals.

In many worlds, animals still have protection laws, there are conservation societies, they don't.

They were wantonly hurt, no one cared, no one thought they shouldn't, and even everyone was cheering.

Zhu Shuangshuang couldn't stand it anymore, "Let's help them."

Su Xiangsheng said calmly and indifferently: "Boss Qi promised her that the life expectancy will start in seven days, and we helped them. If they died, Boss Qi will pick two more, maybe six flower slaves for her, and water prison No. [-]." There are many players."

Jia Chensheng said: "Su Xiangsheng is right, hold back."

But this is too unbearable.

Su Xiangsheng stood in front of her, Zhu Shuangshuang turned her head and didn't want to look any more.

She turned her head to face Ning Su, Ning Su looked at her half-lidded eyelashes, bit her lip slightly, and said to her, "You have to get used to it."

Zhu Shuangshuang was slightly taken aback, and looked up at him.

Ning Su was just indifferent, looking at her blankly.

She bit her lip and nodded vigorously.

She really has to adapt, the tone of this world is like this, and there will be more scenes like this later, things like this.

The same goes for countless worlds in the future.

They have also downloaded two books, why can Su Xiangsheng be so calm, and she has to stand behind him.

Zhu Shuangshuang took a step behind Su Xiangsheng and continued to look at the situation ahead.

After receiving the blessing of the saint, eight men in black carried vases and left from the entrance of the Flower Temple, passing by them.

You can see their condition more clearly at close range.

The flower slave closest to them had a bowl-shaped head.

Jia Chensheng said: "I heard from Hua Nu in our courtyard that there is a kind of brain-type person."

Brain-type people correspond to what is in the flower. They can't remember it for a while, but it may be what the head expresses.

Ning Su said: "Among roses and Chinese roses, there is a flower type called Austin, which is in a round bowl when it is half open."

Zhu Shuangshuang, who often buys and collects flowers, immediately thought of what kind of flowers he was talking about, and then looked at the heads in the vase, and immediately matched them.

"How do you know?" Zhu Shuangshuang asked suspiciously.

"Ah" Ning Su said, "I learned that when I bought flowers for Ah Fei that day."

Before he entered the dungeon, he happened to buy a bunch of little girls for Ah Fei.

Only then did he know that Feverfew Chrysanthemum has double petals and single petals, and that the double petals have a name called Little Girl.

At that time, I thought it was cute to buy a bunch of little girls for Ah Fei, but it sounded a bit weird in this copy.

There are also many varieties and flower types of roses.

Ning Su wants to bargain with the boss, and also intends to see more of them there and learn how to grow them himself, so he knows a little more.

The boss said that relatively speaking, the price of Austin Rose is more expensive, which is the kind he cannot afford.

Some of this kind of flowers are not easy to open, so you need to help them open manually.

The "flower" in front of me is fully opened manually.

Jia Chensheng continued: "They said that people with this type of brain can be reused. At the end of the human period, oil can be poured into the brain as a food sacrifice."

Thinking of that scene, several players suddenly felt a pain in the brain, and had the hallucination of the brain twitching and shrinking.

Su Xiangsheng looked at the brain-shaped person who was walking away, and said, "Is it still possible to start in seven days?"

Normally, with such an open head, he would not be able to survive a day.

Dai Dong said: "It is possible in this world, which shows that this world should indeed have superhuman powers, and it also shows that in this world, our group of players is really small."

After the ceremony, it is also the sacrifice they have heard about, the signature.

"This year, Mr. Wang sent the holy book and someone to sign it."

"If someone signs, no one will have a lot of pomp."

"It's because you don't understand. Boss Wang claims to be the most educated businessman in Furen County, and he doesn't bother to spend money, so he copied a holy book."

"Yes, don't underestimate this holy book and its signature. I heard that Boss Wang spent three whole months writing this holy book with the blood of five flower slaves."

It took three months to write the holy book, which was naturally very large, and was also carried by the man in black to the gate of the Flower God Temple.

The holy book written with the blood of five flower slaves is a blood book.

The blood book was opened from the middle. On the pure black and stiff paper, there were strange bloody runes densely covered, and the alien characters looked like elongated and distorted human bodies.

There is a person's signature on it, and the players can't imagine how they made a person into such a person's signature.

She still retains her original appearance, her face and body are in the natural state before she was alive.

But there was nothing inside her.

Only the skin and thin blood vessels remained, the whole body was thin, not dry, but stuck firmly on the red and black paper.

Such as the raised portraits of human figures on the so-called holy book.

Because of the real human skin image and blood runes, this is not like a holy book, but an evil forbidden book.

The holy maiden's fingers, as white as jade, caressed the blood rune, "Boss Wang is paying attention."

She folded her hands on her chest and lifted it up, "May the God of Flowers bless you."

There were more and more people kneeling in front of the hall. Hearing her words, they rushed to kowtow again, muttering something.

The surrounding onlookers applauded again.

Zhu Shuangshuang couldn't help but said, "What kind of god is this? An evil god."

In the game hall, when she saw the ten-second preview video of this dungeon, she also thought that the blooming flowers were beautiful.

When she first entered the dungeon, when she heard "Flower God" for the first time, what she thought of was Flower Fairy, that kind of bright and beautiful fairy.

It feels completely different now.

Ning Su let out a "huh", he was listening intently, listening to the voices of the people kneeling in front of the hall.

Gifts to the God of Flowers are like this, passing through the Temple of Flowers one by one, the saint prays, and the believers bow down.

From morning to noon, countless kinds of pain unfolded in front of them, and death notices followed one after another.

The players saw all kinds of tragic sacrifices, the most normal of which was a hundred flower god cakes.

After noon, they didn't feel hungry at all.

Except Ning Su.

But they can't go back to eat now, and more players from different families gathered in front of the Flower God Temple. It's rare that there are so many people, and they want to exchange news together.

There are lakes everywhere in Furen County. Players gather by a lake to exchange news from different families.

Discussions focused on holy water and body modification.

"If we don't drink or soak, what will happen?"

"You can try it. The flower servant sounds good, but he is still a flower slave in essence. What will happen to the disobedient flower slave?"

"I think we should accept holy water."

There are many players who support this view.

"If this is just a big family's method, it may not be credible, but I let us drink holy water and soak holy water in every family, even Boss Qi has it, which shows that this is already the consensus of the entire Furen County. "

"They all do this, it should be confirmed as a necessary action to meet God."

"Yes, and if we don't follow suit, there will be no good end. If this is the case, why not accept it."

"If there is a serious reaction, find a way to notify other people, we live very close, it should not be difficult."

In the afternoon they went to the Yenan family.

On the way, Zhu Shuangshuang said: "I didn't see Fang Qi, did he not come out, or is he at Boss Qi's place?"

The others don't know either.

If he is still with Boss Qi, that is to say, he has not been sold as a flower waiter, then his current situation may be very dangerous.

Su Xiangsheng: "Don't worry, he is very powerful."

Zhu Shuangshuang gave a low "hmm".

On this day, apart from the shock of welcoming God, nothing happened.

That night, they heard the wind sound like a devil's cry, blowing from behind the courtyard and past the wooden house.

When their bodies began to feel dry again, they didn't resist anymore, and put their feet into the stream of the house.

The stream seeped into their bodies from their feet and ankles, and they sighed comfortably, and soon escaped the torment of the wind and fell asleep.

From the second day on, they ate on time and drank well. After three days, Ye Nanwang appeared again.

He said with satisfaction: "Very good, you can start learning how to serve flowers."

The twelve flower attendants all looked at him. They have been thinking for the past few days, how to learn how to serve flowers, mainly what is the object to serve when learning.

Ye Nanwang said: "A flower attendant must have flowers, so prepare yourself. When the sun goes down, I will take you to choose a flower owner."

There is a forest-like place behind the courtyard where they live, and Ye Nanwang brought them to the entrance here when the sun was setting.

There are quite a few courtyards like this on this street. On the first day of the welcome period, they found that there were many flower attendants living here. At this time, besides them, there were also flower attendants from other families.

They were all looking at this place full of gray and black mist.

There are several rows of lush old trees at the entrance, blocking the sight of looking in.

The old trees have luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun. The leaves are so green that they are almost black. There is a dark mist around it. I don't know whether it is gushing from inside or growing out of the leaves.

Ye Nanwang said: "You just choose a little flower owner inside, and choose it before dark."

He told them again, "It's very dangerous inside after dark, you must come out before dark, otherwise I can't save you."

The players walked in hesitantly.

When they walked under the old tree, they smelled a strong rancid smell, and a thin flower waiter vomited on the spot.

"Why is this forest so strange?" Zhu Shuangshuang said, "Are there really flowers here?"

Su Xiangsheng said: "This forest is a shelter, and it should be even weirder inside."

He hit it off.

Through a small forest, there is a swamp that can't be seen as far as the eye can see.

The black swamp reflects the orange sunset on the horizon, rising and falling, as if it is moving.

The foul smell emanates from this black swamp.

Zhu Shuangshuang couldn't take it anymore and wrapped her mouth and nose with a red ribbon, "What is this?"

Even Su Xiangsheng couldn't take it anymore, "Is the flower here?"

The thought of them going in and looking for flowers made the retch well up.

Let him guess right again.

While they were looking at the black swamp in surprise and resistance, a flower attendant calmly tied his clothes to his waist and walked into the black swamp.

His feet sank into the swamp, and the black putrid mud spread upwards on his legs and didn't stop until his waist.

Thankfully it stopped.

He took a few steps forward with a calm face, turned back and said to them: "If it's later, I won't be able to get out of the black marsh before dark, so I can only sleep in it."

The one who was speaking was the native world flower attendant who was in the same courtyard as them. He had graying hair and was very good-looking.

He is usually very silent and doesn't like to talk, and when he speaks, he is full of intimidating words.

After all, he is an unusual npc. Hearing what he said, several players started to organize their clothes.

Because they knew that they were going to choose flowers, both men and women wore pants, but the clothes prepared by several families for flower attendants, even trousers, also had robes and other flowing coats.

Su Xiangsheng reminded Zhu Shuangshuang: "Put your robe in your belt, but don't roll up your trousers. We don't know what's in the mud. Use your trousers to protect your legs."

The imaginative screenwriter Zhu Shuangshuang has already thought of all kinds of things that may be in the swamp, such as blood-sucking insects that cannot be shaken off when they are attached to their legs, piebald snakes that bend and crawl in the putrid mud, and rotten snakes that suddenly grab their ankles silently. Dead hand.

Zhu Shuangshuang: "Don't say such things!"

Then, she glanced at the weird and sticky black swamp, and asked Su Xiangsheng: "Didn't the flower attendant just say that he couldn't get out of the swamp after dark and wanted to sleep here? Ye Nanwang also said that it would be over if he didn't go out after dark. Then you say, will there be many flower servants who died in the swamp, and the corpses rotted and fused together with the rotten mud?"

Su Xiangsheng: "..."

The legs that had just been stretched out were retracted again.

So, the state officials are only allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps.

Su Xiangsheng: "Can you and don't say such things?"

Zhu Shuangshuang: "What I said is well-founded. Look, is there a little water on the black swamp, which is red, could it be corpse water?"

The two were noisy, and finally stretched their feet into the swamp.

It was a feeling that I absolutely didn't want to come a second time.

The swamp is extremely soft, and the foot sinks into it when you step on it lightly. You can clearly feel that when your feet step on the soil, what kind of juice is also stepped on, seeping from the pants and sticking to the skin of the legs.

"Oh yes!" Su Xiangsheng and Zhu Shuang's legs stretched into the black swamp, and Ning Su said slowly.

Both of them looked back at him, and Zhu Shuangshuang asked, "What is it?"

Ning Su: "It's corpse water, I can smell it."

"..."

Zhu Shuangshuang cried at that time.

Ning Su comforted her: "It's okay, there are no rotten hands like you said, the corpses have rotted and fermented into muddy water."

"..."

Zhu Shuangshuang walked into the swamp while crying, "My tweed, my tweed, mother..."

Su Xiangsheng turned grief and anger into strength, gritted his teeth and half of his body fell into the black swamp. Before leaving, he asked Ning Su: "Are you still coming down?"

Ning Su looked at Ning Changfeng who was also motionless, he was lazily leaning on an ancient tree.

This person is also lazy, he does not participate in the exchange of information, and is not active in doing tasks.

He was just about to send Su Xiangsheng's words to Ning Changfeng when he noticed something surging in the black swamp.

It is a white snake.

Ning Su sighed again, it's great to have a bloodline inheritance, it's better than any skill weapon.

Ning Changfeng: "Brother, you said that you will stand with me on the united front against Shi Tianshu, and I will bring you a flower back."

Ning Su turned his back to Ning Changfeng, squatting on the ground not knowing what he was doing.

A few seconds later, there were two more children.

Ning Changfeng only slightly raised his eyebrows at his way of "giving birth".

As soon as Guisheng came out, he hugged Ning Su's arm and rubbed against it.

Manman looked up at him with satisfaction, "Mom is so beautiful."

"Huh?" Gui Sheng: "Cute!"

Ning Su's beauty in this world is beyond doubt.

Hearing this, he immediately assumed the posture of a sickly beauty, propped his forehead with his hands, and said weakly, "I'm so tired."

"But I still have to go to the swamp to find flowers."

Guisheng immediately said, "I'm looking for it!"

Zhu Shuangshuang who happened to turn around to see this scene: "..."

Is it human?

The ghost is so small, once the little man came in, he couldn't even see the stupid hair on the top of his head.

Ning Su hypocritically, "Is it okay for such a cute ghost to be born?"

Guisheng's eyes brightened suddenly, and just about to express how capable he is, Manman sighed maturely, "Let me do it."

As soon as she finished speaking, more than a dozen tall skeletons jumped into the black swamp and quickly spread out in all directions.

Ning Su: "Ah Fei is really capable."

Guisheng: "Can do it!"

Manman sighed again, and looked at Boundless Black Ze with a slightly melancholy look, but when she saw Zhu Shuangshuang crying and looking for flowers in the rotten mud, she felt stupid again, "Why didn't she ask Zhizhi for help? The black The swamp is child's play to Squeaky with the lotus lantern."

Zhu Shuangshuang: "..."

I don't know if it's because the nearby swamp has been found by many flower attendants, but no player has found the flower yet.

The deeper the quagmire goes, the greater the pressure inside.

Zhu Shuangshuang couldn't lift her legs, and the irritating rancid smell hit her brain and stomach. When she raised her head suddenly, Zhu Shuangshuang saw two orange sunsets shining in front of her eyes.

Her physical strength is also failing. It is difficult to walk back this way, and it is dangerous to go forward.

The quagmire sank to the chest, and a strand of hair fell down. When it was about to fall into the putrid mud, it was caught by a pair of small gray hands.

The boy wearing small leather shoes sat on a lotus lantern, looked at Zhu Shuangshuang, "Squeak."

In the distance, Guisheng saw a familiar little friend, and took two steps forward, "Squeak!"

The little boy looked back at him, "Squeak!"

Guisheng happily waved his little arms.

Zhizhi pushed Zhu Shuangshuang back, and drove towards the depths of the swamp on a lotus lantern, looking more relaxed than a skeleton man.

Su Xiangsheng: "..."

So, what kind of dungeon did they enter? Why are there coolie children after ten days of absence?

In the end, he was the only one who walked deep into the swamp with grief and indignation.

It's not a long time from sunset to dark.

The skeleton man quickly brought a black-leaved red-petaled flower to Ning Su. The flower had two branches, and each branch had four flower heads, just like the multi-headed rose bubble.

Zhizhi found a green Tenghua plant for Zhu Shuangshuang. The flower vine is palm-length and hangs down slightly.

After completing the task, the three children played together.

Not long after, Su Xiangsheng also found a dark blue flower with difficulty.

And the Lone Ranger Ning Changfeng had already returned with flowers.

When the sky was about to dark, no matter whether there were flower attendants who found the flowers or not, they all started to go back.

But even so, a few flower attendants were too late.

When some of them failed to find the flowers, they continued to walk forward unwillingly, miscalculating their physical strength, and the return journey was difficult and tiring, and they had to rest for a while after walking a few steps.

"Let's go, if we don't go, it will be too late." Su Xiangsheng said, looking at the only ray of red light left on the black marsh in the distance.

When the last ray of sunset was about to disappear, the ups and downs of the black swamp seemed to be more obvious, as if something was moving in the depths of the swamp.

Those flower attendants opened their eyes very wide, as if they saw the most terrifying thing in the world.

"what!--"

With a shrill and sharp scream, the flower attendants were suddenly dragged in by something deep in the black swamp.

Before he had time to struggle, he was submerged in the swamp, and a black wave surged up in the swamp, returning to silence.

There is only one exception.

The closest flower attendant is circled by a red hijab.

Half of his body fell into the swamp, struggling desperately with his arms waving.

Zhu Shuangshuang was staggered, and Su Xiangsheng immediately grabbed the red hijab in front of her.

Only when he seized that moment did he realize how powerful the swamp is. The comparison between the power of the two of them and the swamp is two drops of water and a boundless sea.

Su Xiangsheng: "Come and help!"

The flower waiter in the black swamp also shed tears, looking at them in pain and pleading.

At that time, they were in front of the Flower Temple, and the players in the vase they saw looked like they were praying.

The surrounding players reacted and swooped over one by one to hold down or grab the long red hijab.

Together with a dozen players, they also felt a small sense of powerlessness.

They couldn't pull the flower attendant up a bit at all, but followed him, moving deeper into the swamp.

After becoming a flower attendant, during the recovery of the holy water of the major families, the players are no longer as weak as they were in Boss Qi's water prison, and their physical strength has recovered to the peak. Even as the blood vessels become stronger, their physical strength has also increased, and they can use skill weapon.

They use much stronger strength than ordinary people, and use various skills and weapons to bless them, but they still can't pull it up a bit.

There seemed to be a huge and terrifying monster in the black swamp, pulling a group of human beings as small as ants towards Li Gou like a game.

As night fell, the black mist on the swamp became thicker, and the rot inside became stronger. There was an inaudible "babbling" sound, like a knife stabbing the brain.

That's too late.

Also powerless.

Many flower attendants were about to let go, when suddenly a layer of black matter came from behind, and the red hijab collapsed even more straight.

A white and thin hand, behind the flower attendants, grabbed the tail of the red hijab.

Ning Su's voice came from behind, "Ghost birth, use your strength."

"Ok!"

I don't know when the ghost child ran to the front, black lines like cracks appeared on the little gray hands.

He was in front, most directly facing the treacherous and deep power in the black swamp, pulling on the red hijab, his little feet took a step back.

At the same time, force was applied from the rear, and the black energy rushed straight into the swamp.

The black mist thickened into water droplets, turned into black raindrops and fell on the flower attendants, smelly, cold but burning the skin.

The red hijab, whose color could no longer be seen, finally shrank back.

The flower waiter who was constantly being swallowed by the putrid mud was dragged out of the black swamp by them.

The players were overjoyed.

Regardless of whether the person is important or not, the feeling of doing everything possible to pull people back from the seemingly invincible existence is always somewhat joyful.

But this joy only lasted a second.

When the man was pulled up, he brought out a piece of liquid, which splashed on the faces and bodies of the players.

The liquid neutralized the old and stale decaying aura and the fresh and hot bloody aura, hitting the skin with both cold and hot.

The players who were pulled up landed heavily.

Only half.

The connection between the disappearing lower body and the upper body was broken and tiny jagged teeth, as if corroded by something.

The corrosion continues.

From the position of the waist and abdomen, to the palms of his hands that overlap and lift up.

Dense black rain fell in the sky, and the black swamp surged like sea waves, and the whimpering wind sound like a devil's cry that they could hear every night came from above.