Himalayas.

"Look! There is a big footprint here!" A man with a fully armed little eyes exposed only with a pair of bright eyes squatted down and pointed to the hard ice surface of the Himalayas under his feet to greet his companions.

The hard ice surface was covered with a thin layer of snow, leaving a huge footprint, which looked like the barefoot human, but was ridiculously large, with a big thumb and wide open outward.

Several men who were also tightly wrapped ran over immediately and squatted down excitedly to observe the footprints carefully.

"Professor, these are the footprints of the snow monster?" A man who was tall and strong like a big bear asked curiously, with a wide, thick and heavy sheathed iron ring knife on his back.

The professor of Little Eyes sniffed: "In 1951, the famous British mountaineer Eric Shipton took the first clear footprint photo of the heavy snow monster in the snow in the Himalayas, which is the famous "ice axes and footprints" photo in history. The situation is almost the same as ours this time, except...the smell!"

"Smell?" The man with a knife knelt down curiously, stuck out his butt and pulled off the warm mask to put his nose to his footprints, and sucked it deeply!

This is sour! It's sour!

The man with a knife couldn't help it, and "wow" it sprayed out a yellow turbid current. He vomited so casually and so heartily. The amazing flow instantly drowned the big footprint...

The professor's little eyes that he just took out the camera instantly petrified. I have a saying that my mother doesn't know whether to speak or not...

"This is fucking... even more smelly than body odor..." The man with a knife covered his mouth and cried: "It's like frozen garlic, rotten meat and yak manure... Sorry, Professor, I really can't hold it..."

Professor Xiaoying let out a long breath: "Forget it, the smell on the heavy snow monster is indeed stinky.

"But since you can smell the stench in this icy and snowy environment, it seems that this snow monster has not left for a long time. Let's find the traces left by the snow monster. Maybe we can catch him today!"

"That's great!" A man with a big black mole on his eyebrows said happily: "We have been searching in the Himalayas for more than a month this time. If we catch him, we can go home!"

"Look! Heavy snow monster!" At this moment, the youngest among them suddenly pointed in a certain direction excitedly. Everyone hurriedly looked over. Sure enough, seeing a snow-white figure swaying from the vast snow and snow, everyone was immediately excited!

Although the heavy snow monster has strong combat power and even records of tearing tigers and leopards with hands, they are not afraid.

Except for Professor Xiaoyan, everyone in the team is very good at fighting, especially the man with a knife who had just vomited.

Professor Xiaoying and others rushed up excitedly, rushing towards the snow-white figure, as if rushing towards the soft girl coins.

However, when they rushed to the snow-white figure, they felt like a basin of cold water was poured on their heads:

The figure was about 1.6 meters tall, and the recorded snow monsters were all over two meters tall, otherwise they would not be called the snow monster. Of course, this does not rule out that the figure was a snow monster in childhood. What really made them feel half cold was the ice and snow covered by the figure, revealing brightly colored fabric... So the question is, will the snow monster wear clothes?

Still wearing such a fancy dress?

Professor Xiaoying was very disappointed, but he quickly greeted his companions: "It's a woman! Save people quickly!"

Everyone was depressed when they found out that it was a human, but when they heard that it was a woman, they were all resurrected in the place with blood. This time they searched for the ice and snow of the Himalayas for more than a month. They ate energy bars all day long, and they couldn't even see a ghost. Even if this woman was a sow, she had to be as good as Diao Chan!

Everyone rushed up excitedly, and the strong man with a knife on his back rushed to the first place. He sexually slammed the woman's ice and snow covered with both hands, revealing the traditional costume "Sari" in India.

There is no doubt that this is an Indian woman. Her breasts were entangled with fabric so big that the man with a knife swallowed subconsciously, but the woman's exposed waist surprised the man with a knife.

The frozen gray-white skin was covered with dark blue tattoos crisscrossing. After a brief surprise, the man with a knife became even more excited: I didn’t expect that this Indian girl was still a social person! It was so exciting!

However, at this moment, the Indian woman with a somewhat stiff body suddenly burst out with an amazing speed and strength that was completely incompatible with her condition, and suddenly threw the man with a knife onto the snow and ice!

She pressed the shoulders of the man with her hands on the knife's shoulders with her hands, opened her mouth with her torn bloody mouth, exposed her mouth with a foul smell, and bit her hard on the nose of the man with her mouth!

"Ao—"

The man with a knife was caught off guard and bit her nose. Tears of pain suddenly came out, which also aroused his ferocity. He grabbed the Indian woman's head with both hands and twisted it hard without thinking!

"Gaba!"

The Indian woman's head was twisted off by him at once, and the black and sticky blood immediately sprayed his face!

"Bastard!" The professor of Little Eyes waved his hands in shock and angrily: "How can you kill someone? Are you crazy?"

"Ph! Pah! She is almost biting me to death!" The man with the knife was very annoyed. He spitted out the black sticky blood that was spraying into his mouth, but the black sticky blood not only did not spit it out, but also flowed into his throat!

"Look! So many people!" The little man discovered it first. Professor Xiaoying and others saw many figures of different heights, fatness and thinness shaking from behind the huge rock.

"No, no, no! That was just an accident!" The professor of Little Eyes was so scared that he waved his hand to explain to these figures. These figures were staring at them without moving, without saying a word, which was particularly cunning!

Suddenly, the crisp ringtone of "Ding Ding Dangdang" came from a distance. These figures who were motionless and silent were like receiving orders, and rushed towards the professor and the others like a mad dog...

Not long after, Professor Xiaoying and the man carrying the knife all joined the ranks of these zombies, staggering towards the bottom of the mountain as if they had lost their wits. But what is surprising is that behind these large numbers of zombies, there were several Indian monks wearing black and red monk robes!

They all held a copper bell that made the evil god in their hands, and they kept ringing "ding" from time to time as they walked.

The black and thin old man in the lead had white hair and beard, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his head was wrapped in a black cloth to look like a rice dumpling.

He was wearing a white bead necklace as big as a fist around his neck. Looking closely, the white beads were obviously baby skulls!
Chapter completed!