Undead Farm

Chapter 292 The Ratman Soldier's Ideal

stomping on...

In the dark tunnel, Ye San tried harder to avoid the puddles on the ground, but he still couldn't avoid stepping on the excrement left by the mutated rat. After going back and forth, the dirt on his feet was as much as three catties!
And Bei De has him on his back, it doesn't matter if they are skeletons, Weng Ling's mind doesn't seem to be here, as for Zhou Hong, even though he is barefoot, he can float, and he won't land at all, there is nothing he can do except envy .

You can't lick your face and say that your future wife will take me with you, right?

Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle!

"Sister Weng, are you really sure that Jeff is still alive?" As he was walking in the middle of the night, Bede on his back suddenly turned around and asked.

Seeing Weng Ling's brows tightening, Ye Sangen quickly took the opportunity to pinch Bede's thigh: "What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Bah! You're just a kid! You have to call me ancestor because of your age!" Bede said dissatisfiedly, but he didn't ask any more questions wisely.

"It's okay." Weng Ling shook his head, and the radiance technique in his hand slightly illuminated the tunnel.

"Actually, I'm not sure, but my master never does anything uncertain. As a retired team leader, he has experienced countless dangerous moments, and he will not take his own life as a joke."

Midnight eyebrows trembled.

That's a fierce man who ran to fight the bear man when he had nothing to do. If this is not called making fun of his own life, what is it called?

But he had to do his best and obey fate. Besides, everyone from the Holy Silver Church was here, so he didn't have much time left.

"Don't worry, Jiren has his own destiny, we will definitely find him!"

Ye Sangeng comforted him, speeding up a bit again.

And under the leadership of Bede's nose, after going through nine turns and eighteen turns, until the last midnight, when he couldn't tell where he was and couldn't go back, Bede suddenly lightened. Gently patted his shoulder.

"There is a strong smell of demon slag not far ahead, be careful."

The so-called devil slag breath actually refers to the devil energy with poor purity, like the mutated devil rats outside, there is a trace of it, and Bede's words are obviously reminding that there are enemies ahead.

Ye Sangen understood immediately, slowed down, and then slowly touched it. Weng Ling cleverly turned off the holy light, and the entire tunnel immediately fell into darkness.

However, this is not a problem for the night watcher who can see night. He led the old people around a passageway and saw an empty underground hall in front of him.

The dry ground was covered with human corpses that had been gnawed clean, here and there, but fortunately, there was no excrement. It seemed that even mutant rats would not defecate where they ate.

This three-meter-high hall seems to have been built for some years, with some unknown algae growing on the top, emitting a faint light, but this is not the only light source.

In the center of the hall, there was actually a bonfire burning cracklingly, but on the dozens of wooden sticks on both sides of the bonfire, human thighs were actually inserted. Combined with the slight smell of meat in the air, it was a barbecue. feast!
There were six rat-headed men in leather armor squatting by the campfire, slowly turning the sticks while drooling.

"Is the meat ready?" The fattest rat-headed man flicked his tail, staring straight at the meat on the stick.

"No! It's still alive!" Another rat-headed man said impatiently.

"Okay! Look, it's all dripping with oil. It's ready to eat!"

"You can eat it but you don't have it, it's for the leader!"

The fat-headed mouse pouted: "You can eat it raw, why bother? I'll go up later to see if there's any leftover. I heard it's the meat of a paladin and a bishop. Tsk tsk, I haven't tasted the meat of the holy meat yet." What does a knight taste like!"

"You're greedy, didn't you say you couldn't tell yourself about it in the first place? Why are you so greedy now." The skinny mouse in charge of cooking delicately sprinkled salt on the human's leg, and said contemptuously.

"Hey, what can I do!" The fat-headed rat's eyes showed a sadness, but he was immediately attracted by the smell of meat again.

"You said that we have all changed into such a ghost, and I can't get rid of those rat girls, so the only thing left is to eat and drink to soothe my wounded soul, and don't say it, after trying it, it's like an addiction , I can't quit anymore!"

"Come on, this body is a bit ugly, but you have to think about the future. If we are so fierce now, what kind of beauties will we not get in the future? Who doesn't obey? Hmph! I will bite his head off!"

The thin mouse said viciously, while packing the roasted leg meat.

"Okay, send it to the leader with me, or you will be scolded if you are too late!"

"it is good!"

The fat rat took a greedy sip, and then followed the thin rat towards the depths of the hall. However, there were only four rat-headed men with rusty knives across their waists, who continued to cook on the fire. I don’t know what I was thinking, and I didn’t participate in the conversation between the two rats at all.

Ye Sangen waited for a while, nodded to Lao Gu and the others, and immediately rushed, and the four undead rushed towards the four ratmen.

Ye San naturally used the fast-sprinting assassination technique of Moonlight Slash. Anyway, after acquiring the skeleton arm, his bone quality could fully withstand the damage to his body caused by this technique. The first one cut open a rat-headed man into two halves.

Although Lao Gu didn't have the strong bones of the night shift, after being nourished by the crocodile lizard milk for this period of time, he has recovered a lot.

One move, Moonlight Slash, was even faster than Ye Sangeng's, and the stabbing distance was fifteen steps away, and he immediately eliminated his target.

This made Ye San even secretly smack his tongue, sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!
It seems that the fit can only allow him to learn skills, but it doesn't mean that he can improve to the strength of Lao Gu without hard work. After all, he is a sword master.

And the old methods are a little more retro.

As unskilled soldiers, they simply charged forward pound-for-pound, one wielding a shield and the other wielding a knife, but before rushing halfway, Ye Sangen and Lao Gu, who thought they were too slow, had already killed the rest of them. The two Ratmen were subdued.

"Do you want money or your life? Bah bah bah! Do you want to die or live?!"

Ye Sangeng stared at the two mice viciously, and even removed the old and dusty appearance disguise.

Sure enough, when he saw the three skeletons suddenly appearing in front of him, the two ratmen who were about to piss went straight across the process, spewed out shit with a puff, and Ye Sangen was so angry that he almost killed them with a sword. Chopped.

However, because he had seen that these guys' brains were abnormal before, he was worried that he would also be affected if he directly used ghosts to read their memories, so he decided to ask questions first to see if he could gain anything.

After all, rats with guts should still be easy to scare.

"Speak! What are you doing here? Who is the leader? Have you ever seen a cripple named Jeff? And..." Ye Sangeng licked his lips:

"Where do you hide your valuables?!"

(End of this chapter)