Paintings of Terror

The slaughterhouse of the old pig butcher is easy to find, because a few miles away, I can smell the fishy smell coming from there.

"This smell is similar to the one we heard outside the city." Fang Fei said.

"Right." Wei Dong shrank his neck, not daring to imagine the horror scene he would see for a while, "be prepared for it, there may be the core terrorist zone of the Lion and Tuo Kingdom."

Even if Wei Dong hadn't played up the horrible description of Shituoling in "Journey to the West" for Fang Fei, she could guess a little, and she was a little silent at this time.

"If the pure person is really in it, we have to find a way to save him." Wei Dong felt that his stamina was obviously insufficient when he said this. By then, he and Fang Fei would not know the good or bad, let alone how to save people.

"Junren really knows the whereabouts of the fragments? What are the original words of Niaoxian?" Fang Fei asked.

Weidong remembered the words of Niaoxian clearly: "He said at the time: The woodblock for the New Year painting was made by humans, and only people know its whereabouts."

Fang Fei and Weidong walked side by side on the slightly dirty streets. A dirty dog-headed child led a two- to three-year-old human child and tied his neck with a rope. The human child stumbled and ran unhappy, the dog-headed child Just sticking out his tongue and opening the dog's mouth to murder him, let him follow, his voice mixed with barking.

Human children can't even cry, and they staggered and ran with fear, and their necks were almost choked by the rope several times.

Seeing that Fang Fei stared at him coldly, the koo-head boy bared his teeth at Fang Fei: "Dead duck, it belongs to me! Don't want to eat it! I haven't had enough fun!"

Wei Dong stepped forward and asked, "Where did you get this baby boy?"

The Kotou kid didn’t hear Wei Dong’s bad words. He grabbed the horns and bun on the kid’s head and dragged the kid over: "I picked it up at the old pig’s farm, and both of them were killed. This is the only one left. I said I want to keep it for fun, and Erzhu said that it would not be enough to kill two bites, so he gave it to me."

Wei Dong stared at the dirty child on the ground. The body was already very thin and weak. He didn't know how long he had been in the slaughterhouse. The wounds on his arms and legs had rotted, and some maggots had even grown...

Weidong originally restrained himself from looking at him, but he couldn't help it. His eyes followed the eyelashes with the feathers of the bird fairy. It was a big, big clear night sky with some star-like fog. Floating slowly, look carefully, but there are a large group of fireflies, four of them are very close and very bright, and soon the light of three of them dimmed and disappeared, only one small firefly, headless The ground was shaking, and the faint light was very desolate.

Wei Dong felt that someone behind him was holding him vigorously: "Don't look, go."

Weidong stumbled and was pulled by Fang Fei, and walked in a more cruel direction.

After walking a few steps, Wei Dong barely stood still. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the real world he was in. The ground was stained with blood, there were human bones that had been removed from the flesh in the corner, and some beasts were beaten down. The head beggars squatted on the ground to eat.

Weidong discovered that Fang Fei was carrying the human child who was treated as a pet by the puppies on his back.

"I bought him and spent some money." Fang Fei said.

Fang Fei doesn’t know what’s wrong. Maybe it’s because the heart of the Virgin is overwhelming. Maybe she can’t see Weidong’s strength just now. It just twisted its dog ears severely, then picked up the half-dead human child, and said, "Take it back and play with my son"...

"Let's go to the slaughterhouse," Wei Dong didn't look at the child's eyes. "Remember, they are all NPCs, all."

Fang Fei remained silent, and only wrapped the child's head with a cloth, which made people seem to be carrying her own child.

Thus, the Dongfang Geese family of three swaggered into the old pig slaughterhouse.

I was prepared, but as soon as I walked into the courtyard, I almost vomited.

I saw a huge boiled water basin on the ground with more than a dozen white human heads, steaming in the pot, and a sturdy man with a wild boar head was holding a woman’s head and plucking her hair—to be exact. The pig’s long hair, he saw that he was used to this job, his hands were very dexterous, he pulled out the hair of one head within a few strokes, and the bald head was thrown into another bucket. Sprinkling salt in the bucket, he called the little pig next to him: "Hurry up, there are so many hairs here, it’s the one who blames Mai Tai! Hurry up and send it to your Aunt Yang, no need to collect her money. Just send us a few thick felt blankets."

The little pig guy quickly cleaned up those long hairs on the ground. He saw two goose monsters and said, "Uncle, there is a guest."

Wei Dong didn't know how he squeezed out such a disgusting smile: "Master Pig..."

The big pig said: "Don't dare to be an old pig, call me a pig three. We only sell big goods here. If you buy bits and pieces, we won't sell them!"

"Master Zhu San, we are here to buy bulk goods." Fang Fei said.

"What's your business?" Zhu San said, but his work was not delayed at all. After a while, the heads of the two men had been plucked, and by the way even the thick eyebrows were rubbed off. The next one was an old man. At the end of the head, Zhu San started to shout, "This is an old man! It's an old one! It's grilled to make jerky! That way, you won't be able to eat the firewood."

Soon, the little pig guy ran over and took the old man's head away, and there was still blood oozing out from the broken neck.

"We are big producers of roasted meat, and we need a lot of meat." Fang Fei and Zhu San were talking, but tried not to look at the things in the basin and bucket around him.

Zhu San smiled: "Look at the courage of you two geese, these people have been slaughtered, and they are all dead. Now the dead are not afraid of boiling water. What is terrible."

"We are not afraid, we just feel a little sick." Fang Fei said coldly.

Zhu San smiled and said: "What kind of pretense? Before coming to the Lion and Camel country, there are all monsters in the mountains. If you haven't eaten any blood, you will be pretending to look like this."

Wei Dongqiang resisted the desire to vomit, cleared his throat and said, "We are going to the slaughterhouse to pick a hundred fresh people by ourselves."

Zhu San looked at the piece of gold that Wei Dong handed over, and then nodded his head to let Mr. Pig lead them into the yard to pick someone.

The two followed the pig mate and stepped on the water on the ground. Wei Dong was still wondering why there was so much water on the ground. It stands to reason that the slaughterhouse should be covered with blood.

"You don't need to look here, this is a place where raw meat is sold." The pig guy led the two through a'human curtain'-here was half a leaf of people hung like a curtain, white flesh red in it, Some have their heads, and some don't.

Fang Fei held her breath, pulled those "human curtains" over, turned her face away from looking, her other hand held the child behind her tightly, and patted him on the back soothingly.

Going further, Wei Dong slowed down unconsciously, and saw a large group of naked human beings with potbellies gathered in a filthy clearing full of water. Everyone had a tube made of human intestines inserted in their mouths. Several pig guys and cow guys pour water into the pipe.

After all, it is not modern, and there are not so many modern tools. At this moment, pigs and cows are using magical force to draw water into the pipe. Those who are forced to fill the water are almost dying.

"The two bosses laughed," a bull head guy smiled naively, "Recently, people in a radius of tens of miles have almost been eaten up. There is really not enough meat to eat. We can only make the best move."

Another bull head guy raised a big hammer and walked towards the group of people filled with water. He raised the hammer and hit the people's door directly, directly beating them to death.

Wei Dong felt that Fang Fei pulled herself forward, "Don't look carefully."

Wei Dong understood that Fang Fei was talking about not allowing herself to use the bird fairy feathers to see the spiritual world of those people. However, you have to see if you don't see it, maybe there are pure people in these people.

Wei Dong looked at Fang Fei, and found that the other party's eyes were looking at the group of still alive and filled with water for an instant. I don't know if it was an illusion or something, Wei Dong seemed to see Fang Fei's eyes sparkling. Things are flashing.

Finally, Fang Fei said: "Let's go, neither is it."

Wei Dong also didn't know how Fang Fei looked at everyone's illusion one by one, only knew that he had no courage to look at it at this time.

Wei Dong felt that the two had left the scene as if they were running away-although "neither", they were "both".

At this moment, Wei Dong seemed to suddenly understand the meaning of the phrase "human beings are not humans".

"We picked live and fresh ones." Wei Dong said to the pig dude blankly.

"The two of you are here, they are all just caught!" The pig guy graciously led them to the next yard.

The next yard was full of people. Some were chained, and some had their hands and feet cut off. The difference between these people and other slaughtered subjects was that they all wore clothes.

This yard is very big, always the size of a small square.

There are probably two to three hundred people caught here.

A dozen little monsters looked at them, there were pigs, cows, and other monsters.

"Go through these people and hurry up." Fang Fei whispered.

Weidong understood what Fang Fei meant. "Cross it again" means to look at the other side of these people with Niaoxian's eyelashes to find out if there are pure people inside.

"I look here, you go and look over there." Fang Fei carried the child and walked to the side.

Wei Dong walked to the other side.

The pig guy laughed beside Weidong: "These are all new, don't look at some of them with broken hands and feet, it is to prevent them from escaping, these things are very cunning!"

Wei Dong was unwilling to listen to the words of the pig, and at this moment, he concentrated on observing everyone. After watching the illusion of these people for a long time, it would gradually make people feel numb.

Among these people, there were pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese, and even flying insects and ants. Wei Dong watched with expressionlessly, but he never saw anyone.

"Do you have any other venues?" Fang Fei asked.

"This is the place where there are living people. The other places are all cut pieces of meat. Do you want to pick?" Dude Pig responded.

"No need, we just need fresh ones." Fang Fei said, and then asked again, "Are they all here?"

The pig guy was confused: "Is this not enough for you? More than 300 people!"

Wei Dong was probably in a illusion. He couldn't get rid of the feathers of the bird fairy for a while. At this moment, he stared at the pig man in front of him and saw a fat pig in the mud pit.

Weidong looked at the two cowboys next to him again, and saw two big buffalo soaking in the pool water.

Wei Dong couldn't restrain his sight, so he had to turn to other directions, and he saw all the original forms of monsters.

Suddenly, a violent cold wind brought Wei Dong into a new illusion, and saw a person sitting on the desolate mound with corpses everywhere.

Is a person.