That's not a very big yard.
There are several clay pots about the same size as water tanks placed in the yard.
The courtyard door was open. After Chu Muye came in, he looked at these pottery jars and felt inexplicably frightened.
There was a mass of flesh and blood that stood out in the yard. Chu Chaoge squatted aside and studied for a while: "It's a very large dog? It was skinned alive before it was alive, and now only the flesh and bones are left. I don't know where the skin went." .”
Chu Muye couldn't help but want to vomit just by looking at it, but he still held it back: "...This dog can't be her father."
I said before that young girls often walk their father around.
"Well... you can't tell. His head was chopped off, but his body shape is about the same." Chu Chaoge said matter-of-factly.
Chu Muye couldn't help but glance at the bloody mass with his peripheral vision: "Ugh——"
He still couldn't hold it back.
After vomiting, Chu Muye felt comfortable, and then whispered: "It couldn't be that player."
Chu Chaoge thought for a moment: "Otherwise, could it be his daughter who did it?"
Chu Muye: "..."
It makes sense. How did he ask this stupid question before?
The sky was gray and drizzle began to fall, and a dark and damp feeling almost swept over Chu Muye's senses.
At this moment, the door to the back room was opened, and a man wearing a blood-stained coat came out of the back room with a kitchen knife in his hand.
When he saw Chu Muye and Chu Chaoge, the man paused, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the surprise was fleeting. He greeted Chu Chaoge with a smile: "Oh, why did you come so fast? I also want to deal with the meat that the sisters marinated."
Chu Muye hid behind Chu Chaoge silently. Although the other party obviously ignored him on purpose, Chu Muye didn't really want to deal with him.
Chu Chaoge said nothing.
The man didn't mind, even though his blood-stained face looked a bit ferocious. He walked towards the few clay pots in the courtyard that were about the same size as water tanks, and then kicked one of the pots to pieces with a strong kick.
This was definitely one of the most unforgettable scenes in his life. Chu Muye swallowed his saliva.
The unspeakable stench spread from the moment the clay pot was broken. These corpses were stuffed in the clay pot like pickled sauerkraut. Even when the clay pot broke, an unknown green stinking liquid flowed out. .
The person who kicked the pottery pot didn't notice it, and continued to kick the next pottery pot. After all the pottery pots were broken, the other party dug out a few coins from the corpses that seemed to have gone rancid. Steel hammer.
"It seems that we are the only surviving players in this dungeon." After the opponent put the steel in his pocket, he looked at Chu Chaoge, then tilted his head, "Do you want to go find the mayor of Tianhe Village together?"
Chu Chaoge said coldly: "You go ahead."
The other party raised his hands with a smile, but he still held the bloody kitchen knife in his hand. He said in an angry tone: "Good sister, don't be so wary of me?"
Chu Muye had goosebumps all over his body after hearing this.
Although the man in front of him seemed to be about the age of a student, no one could underestimate him.
[Damn, it’s not common sense to match two monsters that are beyond common sense in one dungeon. They are both new players. How can the host play? 】
[Sure enough, what we are most worried about is the anchor... give the anchor an amulet. 】
[The anchor is really completely ignored by Ji Bei. I feel that Ji Bei is more perverted than Chu Chaoge. Why? 】
[It’s not that it’s more perverted, but it’s because his tone really feels like he’s in need. 】
[The answer is correct upstairs, and he is very arrogant. I don’t know if you can feel it. He has never looked at the anchor until now. Although the anchor is not as powerful as monsters like them, the anchor... is also a human being! 】
[Hahahahahaha, I'm sorry I couldn't help laughing. Hahahahahaha. The anchor is indeed good-looking. Why can't I see the anchor? I'll report it under my online name. 】
[I really want to know Chu Chaoge’s reaction. 】
Chu Chaoge's red lips parted slightly.
"You want to die?"
Chu Muye couldn't help but laugh, and the other party's face turned ugly.
[Everyone laughs. 】
[Sure enough, Chu Chaoge is still Chu Chaoge. These three words successfully made a young man in his prime break his guard. 】
[Hahahahaha, no, Ji Bei is serious. I cried to death. The expression on my face changed faster than turning the pages of a book. 】
[The host is so unkind, how can he laugh out loud? Hahahahahahaha, Ji Bei is going to get angry from embarrassment. 】
[Forget about the anchor, you two are laughing happier than the anchor. 】
[Mainly because it’s really funny. 】
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
[No screen swiping is allowed upstairs hahaha. 】
But soon the other party's expression returned to normal, and he said nonchalantly: "Then let's go."
But when he turned around, he glanced at Chu Muye without noticing.
The three of them walked in the village for a while, and soon saw a deck chair under a big dead tree. On the deck chair lay an old man, holding a cattail leaf fan and shaking it, looking very comfortable.
The sudden change in the painting style made Chu Muye almost think that this was not a copy of a horror game, but a very ordinary rural life.
But after getting closer and seeing the old man's appearance clearly, people couldn't help but feel chills standing on end.
The face of an old man who is over seventy years old should be full of wrinkles, but the face of the old man in front of him is densely packed with disgusting fish scales, and even each one is shiny.
The old man's exposed hands and feet were also covered with these fish scales. What was even more shocking was that his toes were closely connected together and had a vague web shape.
As if he noticed the movement of the three people approaching, the old man who could be called a fishman suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of dead fish eyes with clear black and white.
He looked at the young man standing at the front for a while, and at Chu Chaoge behind him for a while. The smell of blood on both of them could not be covered up, after all, they were covered in blood.
He could smell it, it was all the blood of his villagers.
The old man slowly closed his eyes again, he sighed, and then said quietly: "If I don't tell, my fate will probably be the same as these villagers. If you want to know anything, just ask, but everyone can only May I ask a question? Empress Tianhe is looking at you."
The young man asked: "How should we leave."
The old man shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand: "You can take the bus at the entrance of the village to the county seat with these two steel drums."
The young man turned to look at Chu Chaoge, who said lightly: "The story of the Tianhe Empress."
This question made the old man open his eyes.
He looked at Chu Chaoge, frowned, and showed an inquiring look: "What do you mean?"
