The waste is going to strike back

Following Mu Xin's guidance, the two cars of people quickly found the abandoned military camp.

Mu Xin, holding a sword in his hand, was the first to get out of the car, followed closely by Yan Shaohui.

Ming Xiche was about to get off the car when Xiahou Shuo grabbed his sleeve. There was fear on his pretty face, like a frightened bird.

"Xi Che...I, I don't quite dare." Xiahou Shuo said stutteringly.

He was really scared. Although he had seen zombies before, his sixth sense told him that this time would definitely not be as simple as the previous times.

He wanted to stay in the car, which was protected by the iron sheet, so he should be fine. Xiahou Shuo thought so in his heart.

Ming Xiche looked at Xia Houshuo's pale face and sighed in his heart, "Okay, I'll leave you a pistol and a smoke bomb. If you see a zombie, just use the gun to kill him. If there are many zombies, throw a smoke bomb. Zombies mainly rely on their noses to find people. The smell of the smoke bomb can cover you up and let you find us."

Ming Xiche took out a pistol and a smoke bomb from his arms and handed them to Xiahou Shuo, then touched Xiahou Shuo's hair and turned and left.

"What's going on? Boss, is that guy scared?" Wang Jia saw Ming Xiche lingering in the car for a long time, and when he finally came out, Xiahou Shuo was not there. He already had a general idea in his mind.

"Xiao Shuo is timid, so just stop talking." Ming Xiche defended him.

Wang Jia shrugged, then swaggered towards the military camp carrying a machine gun.

Ming Xiche glanced at Xiahou Shuo in the car, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

He actually liked the obedient Xiahou Shuo very much. He stayed by his side like a kitten, just like he did just now. That made him feel a great sense of accomplishment and conquest.

Ming Xiche curled his lips and smiled, then turned and walked towards the military camp.

Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui ignored Ming Xiche and others who were dawdling, and were the first to arrive at the large black iron gate of the military camp.

At this time, the big iron gate was already rusty and wide open, as if someone had fled from here in a hurry before.

The weeds are already half a person tall, which shows how long it has been since anyone has taken care of this place.

The location of the military camp is very secret, in the mountains and forests outside the city, surrounded by lush trees. But now it is late autumn, there are many fallen leaves on the ground, and the cool wind is blowing, making it look particularly desolate.

Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui looked at each other and were about to go in, but Mu Xin discovered something unusual.

There were some strange weeds next to the iron gate. They were very tall and strong, and their color was not the withered yellow or green, but a strange scarlet. If you approached them, you could smell blood. Compared with the weeds around them, they were very strange.

"This weed is really strange, it's actually scarlet." Yan Shaohui frowned. His sixth sense told him that this military camp was a little unusual.

"Blood-destroying grass." Mu Xin recognized what this so-called wild grass was at first sight.

"What? What blood-killing grass?" Ming Xiche and the others rushed over at this time. Wang Jia carried a machine gun and strode to the front, as if showing off his power.

Jia Renzhong secretly held his forehead, thinking that he had seen stupid people but not such a stupid person. If Yan Shaohui was really angry, he would have thrown you to the zombies by now!

"Blood-destroying grass? What is that?" Ming Xiche obviously grasped the key point. He moved closer to the very strange grasses and smelled a very strange but unusually strong smell of blood.

"Zombies have been here before, and it is estimated that they had fierce fights with humans." Mu Xin did not answer Ming Xiche. Instead, he walked to the big iron gate, groped the gray and white wall, and said lightly.

"How do you know?" Yan Shaohui raised his eyebrows curiously.

"This zombie blood grass turned into this strange shape because it came into contact with the blood of zombies. Just like humans will be transformed into zombies as long as they are infected with a little zombie virus, these wild grasses must have absorbed the blood of zombies and turned into zombies."

"How could plants be transformed into zombies? That's a fantasy!" Wang Jia sneered.

Mu Xin curled his lips, "You don't believe it?"

"Words are not enough, why should I believe you?"

Mu Xin didn't say anything, but went to the bushes near the military camp alone, squatted down and looked for something.

Zhang Ting curled her lips, "Mystery."

Zhang Ting has always been on the same page with Wang Jia. Wang Jia is hostile to Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui, so Zhang Ting also dislikes these two people. He usually keeps silent, but sometimes he will make some sarcastic remarks.

When Yan Shaohui heard Zhang Ting say this, his eyes suddenly became fierce and he glared at Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting was so frightened by Yan Shaohui's glare that he dared not say another word.

Not long after, Mu Xin appeared carrying a few fat and big-eared mice.

"What is this for?" Ming Xiche was a little confused about what Mu Xin was trying to do.

"I just want to open your eyes." Mu Xin smiled, but there was no warmth in his smile.

Yan Shaohui stood aside, crossing his arms, looking like he was enjoying the show.

Ming Xiche was blocked by Mu Xin's words. He pursed his lips and said nothing more.

Mu Xin tied up several mice with ropes to prevent them from escaping, then pulled out a small dagger from the pocket on his calf, picked up a mouse, and cut open the mouse's belly with the sharp blade, and blood flowed out instantly.

The mouse screamed in pain. The piercing roar made several people around frown at the same time, but Mu Xin's expression did not change.

Then Mu Xin placed the bleeding mouse on top of the blood-sucking grass. The blood dripped onto the scarlet leaves of the blood-sucking grass. Gradually, the leaves absorbed the blood drops, and the scarlet color became brighter and brighter. The bloody smell emitted by the blood-sucking grass became stronger.

Immediately afterwards, the land under the blood-killing grass began to move strangely, and the soil began to tremble abnormally.

“This is…” Yan Shaohui’s expression began to look a little strange.

Mu Xin then took a few steps back and threw the dead mouse, which had lost its breath due to excessive bleeding, onto the ground that was moving constantly under the blood-sucking grass.

"Back off." Mu Xin pulled Yan Shaohui and began to retreat, and they did not stop until they had retreated seven meters away.

Ming Xiche and the others were also alert. When they heard Mu Xin say this, they quickly retreated.

They had just retreated a few steps when the ground beneath the blood-killing grass cracked open, and then a blood-red spherical object as big as a baby's head trembled out of the ground.

"It is indeed the Blood-Destroying Grass." Mu Xin curled his lips, looking as if he had expected it.

"It's... too horrible! This thing actually started eating this dead mouse!" Wang Jia screamed in shock, his eyes widened, unable to accept this fact at all.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the blood ball with fangs in its mouth. They saw it wriggling its blood-red branches, and then it moved closer to the dead mouse not far away. Its four-half mouth immediately wrapped around the dead mouse, and a strange gurgling sound came from the bulging blood ball, as if it was chewing the dead mouse.

With a swallowing sound, a bulge appeared on the slender branch, and then slowly sank into the ground along the branch.

Not only that, the blood ball suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a complete mouse skeleton. There was not a single piece of flesh on the white skeleton, only a fishy dark red liquid stained on it. It looked terrifying and weird.