There is a fairy world in my house

Chapter 133 The Mutant Child

The burnt village was shattered, and some broken bones and broken furniture could be seen everywhere underfoot.

Zhang Qing squatted on the ground and studied for a long time, and found that the biological bones here should be very similar to human beings.

In this way, he has a little bottom in his heart.

Following the position instructed by the combat power detector, Zhang Qing slowly came to a ruin.

This is a collapsed room. Logically speaking, there should be no life.

However, he took a closer look around and found that the collapsed stone and wood wreckage supported each other and accommodated a very small passage.

Zhang Qing scanned around the passage, and it was indeed cleaner than other places, obviously this was an entrance and exit.

If it's a beast, it's definitely a very smart beast.

But if it's human...

Zhang Qing draws the range of the entrance of the passage, how young children can enter and exit.

"This is no ordinary child, it must be a five or six-year-old child."

He frowned, if it was really a young child, how did he survive here.

What is that beast outside afraid of coming in?

With too many doubts in his heart, Zhang Qing directly tore away the heavy stones and heavy wood piled up on it without any scruples, and directly cleared all obstacles.

Only now did he realize that there was an iron handle under the house—it was obviously a basement.

Zhang Qing tried to lift it, but unexpectedly found that it was still locked from the inside. Apparently the people inside had discovered the situation outside, or they had been so cautious all the time—it was impossible to be a beast with such wisdom.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that there is really nothing to do with this thing, but who makes Zhang Qing so powerful?With a little force, he directly lifted the entire piece of iron from the surrounding mosaic floor, and then he saw a small figure hanging under the iron piece with both hands.

Obviously, even if the basement was locked, this little figure desperately used his strength to firmly hold the gauntlet below, trying to use such a little strength to resist the coming danger.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Qing suddenly felt that a piece of softness in his heart was touched. He looked at the child who seemed to be only seven or eight years old hanging under the iron block. A rag was draped over it, and dirty mud was all over the body, as if after rolling in the mud.

The only thing that looked bright was the child's eyes, looking at Zhang Qing with sparkle, and finally kicked him hard.

After a crackling sound, the child frowned in pain, but remained strong and did not cry, but continued to hit Zhang Qing.

It's just that anyone who sees it can only regard it as a desperate struggle.

Zhang Qing just watched the little guy's senseless and fearless resistance, and then looked at the opened basement.

This is a very small basement, the area inside is only about seven or eight square meters, filled with many rotten fruits and some raw meat, and the pungent smell quickly permeates after opening the lid.

Zhang Qing frowned and looked at the basement under his feet. The child in his hand struggled even harder, obviously because he discovered this food storage place, and he was afraid that he would rob all the food here and explode.

At this moment, the numbers in Zhang Qing's eyes flickered instantly, and he turned his eyes to the child in his hand in shock, only to see that the combat power value was constantly changing.

It soared from 12 o'clock to more than 100 points, then rose to more than 300 points, and finally fell back to more than 200 points.

The child's body also seems to have undergone some strange changes. The hair that was originally covered by the dust broke free from the dust, revealing a golden luster, the ears are slightly sharper than before, and the eyes have a blood-red luster. For the shape of the vertical pupil.

"My own form has undergone a slight change, and my strength has also increased dozens of times." Zhang Qing stared at the child whose strength had soared, watching the other party roaring and attacking him.

No wonder the beast outside didn't dare to come in. If the child was forced to show such strength, he would be able to kill him with a few punches.

But even if his strength soared dozens of times, in the face of an existence like Zhang Qing, even if he expended all his strength, he still couldn't do any harm to him.

After a few futile attacks, the child roared again, and the power on his body exploded again, and his combat power sprinted to 400 points. At the same time, the changes in his body became more severe, his ears became sharper, and his hair began to grow longer. , with fangs protruding gradually in the mouth.

Apparently, with the outburst of power, the child is becoming more and more inhuman.

This situation cannot be allowed to continue.

Zhang Qing shook the iron block in his hand, shook the child down, then held down the child with one hand, and took out a compressed biscuit from the storage ring with the other.

Peeling off the outer packaging bag, he handed the compressed biscuit to the other party: "Don't worry, I have a lot of food, and I won't grab yours."

Zhang Qing was not worried about whether the other party could understand what he said.

One of the characteristics of all things in the Emperor's Law is to integrate thousands of worlds into one, and one of the abilities extended from it is that books and carriages are on the same track. All words are the most familiar accents in their ears, directly Can understand what the other person said.

Therefore, what Zhang Qing said, the other party could understand what he meant.

Hearing what Zhang Qing said, the child on the opposite side was silent for a long time, then opened his mouth wide and bit the compressed biscuit handed over.

After chewing it twice, it seemed to taste good, and immediately reached out to snatch the biscuit from Zhang Qing's hand, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

The taste of compressed biscuits is of course good. Although it is only industrially processed food, it is already delicious compared to rotten fruit and raw meat.

Watching the other party gobble up a compressed biscuit, Zhang Qing casually took out another bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and handed it over: "Drink some water."

The child was still chewing rapidly like a hamster, and after hearing his words, he suddenly paused for a long time, tears streaming down his face, swallowing the food in his mouth with sobs, and pouring mineral water into his mouth with tears middle.

At this time, the combat power value marked on the child dropped rapidly, the mutations on his body also gradually subsided, and the hostility towards him also gradually disappeared.

After gulping down a bottle of water, the child belched full, his face covered by dust seemed to be a little blush, he pursed his mouth and handed back the empty bottle to Zhang Qing, Then he said to him, "Thank you."

The sound is crisp, like the song of a lark.

It was only then that Zhang Qing was surprised to find that this child who looked like a bath in the mud was actually a little girl.

(End of this chapter)