Qin CI said, "now that we have got five Hui Lu, five tribute meat, drink wine and lamp lamps, there are still offering bowls and other local terms. It's a pity that I went to the villagers in the morning to ask questions. They all speak the local language, so they can't communicate with each other. "
"It's true," Shaliu nodded. "It took us a lot of time to ask for wuhuilu. It was only by comparing that we made each other understand."
They put what they had got in the tent. They found that the meat of Wugong was very bad meat, including beef, mutton, horse meat, bird meat, fish meat, donkey meat, dog meat, and even wolf meat.
"Although I don't know which five kinds of Wugong meat refers to, with so many kinds of meat, you can always get the five kinds right." Qin said.
When she saw it, she asked her what she wanted to say. She hesitated for a moment, and finally she said, "I'm a little worried. There may be There may be Human flesh. "
People are surprised to hear the speech, Qin gives to look at her: "why to say so?"
Sha Liu then said, "since the meat in wuhuilu refers to human flesh, why can't the meat in Wugong refer to human flesh?"
This made everyone silent.
Zhou Bin said with a bad look: "I think there is a high possibility of human flesh. You can see what these five Huilu are, all have something to do with people. And as far as I know, in the slavery era, it seems that people were sacrificed."
"But where are we going to get human flesh?" Ma Zhenhua stepped back in panic.
The crowd fell silent again.
After a long time, Zhou Bin suddenly raised his eyes and asked Qin Ci, "I remember you said that in this painting world, only US people are real people from the real world, right?"
People do not know what he wants to say, they all stare at him with vigilance, and Qin Chi nods slowly.
Zhou Bin's face crossed a trace of resolute ruthlessness, gritted his teeth and pointed to the direction of the village: "that is to say, those people are not real people, so if we want to get human flesh, we can use them - anyway, since they are all human beings in the painting, their flesh is certainly human flesh, and even if we kill them, it is not true to kill people—— It's like a holographic game. What you kill is a virtual character with a lifelike real person's height, not a real person, so there's no psychological burden - do you think? "
When they heard this, they looked at each other in awe. The mother of three in the family had been covering her child's ears with her hand, but she couldn't help saying, "but But they are all living people in the world in this painting... "
"It's a painting, not a real real world," Zhou Bin said. He was a little angry at the crowd. "Just for your heart, are we all going to die here?"
Geng's father frowned: "pay attention to your words!"
Zhou Bin stares at him fiercely: "how, what I say is unreasonable? Don't hold us back. If you feel sorry for your father and mother, don't use the flesh we've got. Let's take care of our own! "
Geng's father had to say more. After being pulled by Geng's mother, he closed his mouth and didn't make any more noise.
Zhou Bin looked at the others and calmly asked, "what do you think? Whether you want to get human flesh or not, show your attitude! "
Seeing the public still did not respond, Zhou Bin simply asked the past one by one, and then glared at Ma Zhenhua: "do you want to get human flesh? If you want to, you can join me. If you don't, you can't finish the task without painting. Don't regret it. I won't give the flesh to others. "
Ma Zhenhua's lips trembled for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "to..."
Zhou Bin followed up with a sentence: "then join me and go with me?"
Ma Zhenhua agonized for a long time and finally nodded his head.
Zhou Bin is not good to ask girls, and then asked to Weidong: "how about you?"
Wei Dong answered quickly, "I will follow him." One refers to Kexun.
Zhou Bin stares at Ke Xun.
This boy gives him a bad impression. He looks like a loose man. In addition to being close to Wei and mu, he is alienated and indifferent to others. Sometimes he is a bit of a loser. He is very poor at smoking.
"You?" he asked coldly
Ke Xun was still a bit lax, a little cold and a little bit lousy under sampling: "you can help yourself."
Zhou Bin said coldly: "then you remember, I won't give the human flesh to others."
Ke Xun shrugged his shoulders unnecessarily and said to Weidong, "Dongzi, let's go. Don't waste time."
Then he left the tent.
Wei Dong followed him out and turned his head to the tent: "are you waiting for your God? In case he chooses to be with Zhou Bin... "
"He won't," Kexun stopped, sat on a big stone, looked at the tent, his eyes firmly fixed, "even if he really needs human flesh, I believe he must have a way to get it without killing people."
Wei Dong looked at Mu Yi Ran, who came out of the tent, and kicked Ke Xun in the calf: "you said, if he knew you trusted him so blindly, would he be moved to bend?"With a smile, Ke Xun stood up and waved to Mu Yi Ran.
Mu Yi Ran took a look at this side without expression, then turned his head and walked in another direction.
Weidong:
Then he looked at his poor fag brother. He patted his ass without any damage and ran towards the other side. He also called him "Dongzi, keep up."
What a pity, Weidong thought. Fag fans are harder than heterosexual fans.
When the three men entered the village below the hillside again, Ke Xun asked Mu Yi Ran: "do the others agree with Zhou Bin's proposal to kill and make meat?"
"After all, it seems that the belief that the five tribute meat includes human flesh is highly reliable," Mu Yi Ran said lightly. "In the face of survival, people often make choices beyond their imagination."
"Did the sister named Ziling agree?" Weidong feels incredible.
Mu Yi was too lazy to answer this question, so he chose a Satuo temple and went in.
In the morning, Mu Yi Ran only stayed outside. This time, he went straight to a monk in the temple dressed up and saluted. Then he said, "DOM, Gala, dangka?"
These words are the sacrificial articles that the middle-aged man said to be prepared by the people.
It seems that dome and others are transliterated. Even if the pronunciation is not correct, after Mu Yiran said it several times, the practitioner finally understood. He shook his head, spoke a few words of local language, and then pointed to the north.
Mu Yi Ran again made a ceremony and came out of the temple. The three men turned north.
On the north is the rugged and steep mountain, which seems endless at a glance. Mu Yi Ran stood on the high place and looked at it for a while, with a dignified expression: "it's too late today. We need to start early to go back and forth and come back before dark."
It's already afternoon. If you go north now, you will not be able to get back before dark. Then you will have to die waiting for them.
Wei Dong shuddered: "so we can't get together the sacrifices required by the mission today. Does that mean Tonight, we are likely to Will be picked and killed by that monster? "
The three men did not go back to the house, looking for clues all the way, and then went to the nearby villages for clues.
The village is just a small group of tribes composed of low-rise houses, tents and Satuo temples built of mud and grass.
The number of Satuo temples is almost more than that of folk houses. One small temple in three steps and one big temple in five steps. In addition to the practitioners, there are also villagers in shabby clothes and thin complexions. No matter men, women, young and poor, rich or poor, all people here are devout followers of Satuo religion.
"Faith is probably the most powerful spiritual force in the world." Mu Yi Ran suddenly said a light.
"Oh? What is your faith Kexun turned his face and looked at him.
But there was no answer.
Kexun compared the shape of a picture frame with his thumbs and forefingers: "art?"
Mu Yi Ran looked at him and threw him a word: "money."
"What a coincidence," Kexun pinched his thumb and forefinger, and made a gesture that seemed like counting money and comparing heart. "My faith is also money."
By coincidence, Wei Dong hears his mouth curling up. You open a gym for ten days and a half months. You never pay attention to how much you earn or how much you earn. You don't pay attention to the account. Any guy who is short of money comes to you. He often costs $1, 2000, and occasionally $30, 40, 000. I think you'll lose all the money you've left.
Before dark, the three returned to the tent and saw that the others were already there, but all of them turned pale and their eyes were still in shock.
Kexun glanced at it and saw that some fresh bloodstains were dripping on the broken carpet on the ground. They went along the direction of the blood and landed on a jar in the corner.
On the outer edge of the jar, there were several thick strands of blood, and the lid was covered tightly, but you could also guess what was in the head here.
"Congratulations." Ke Xun threw it to Zhou Bin without expression.
Zhou Bin did not speak, squatting there, holding his head in both hands and pulling his hair forcefully. Zhao Dan was beside him, his eyes were red and swollen, and his whole body was shaking.
No one spoke, and the tent was silent.
Only Ke Xun, Wei Dong, Mu Yi Ran and Qin CI ate some of the dinner. The others didn't move their mouths. Li Ziling even went out and vomited twice.
After dinner, the middle-aged man went into the tent and said to the crowd, "tonight, every three people have a tent. Don't run around outside. Remember, you must have a tent for three people."
He was about to go out and was stopped by Ke Xun: "what do you mean by gala
"Gala is Gala. Why ask?" The middle-aged man's white and black eyes were staring at Ke Xun's face, "who are you? How can you not know gala? who are you! Are you a spy sent by evil spirits? "
Kexun finally found that, no matter in the previous painting or in this painting, the characters in the painting seem to default themselves to the people in their world at the beginning, and once they ask some questions they think they should not ask, they will immediately arouse suspicion.It's like, there are some terrible things mixed into the crowd with a mask, once you see through and say it, that thing will immediately burst up, do terrible things to you.
"Oh, don't get me wrong," Kexun said without changing his face. "It's just a casual topic to talk to you.
"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, "you'd better be honest, or I'll report to the elder!" Said he stepped out of the tent in anger.
Qin CI said, "now that we have got five Hui Lu, five tribute meat, drink wine and lamp lamps, there are still offering bowls and other local terms. It's a pity that I went to the villagers in the morning to ask questions. They all speak the local language, so they can't communicate with each other. "
"It's true," Shaliu nodded. "It took us a lot of time to ask for wuhuilu. It was only by comparing that we made each other understand."
They put what they had got in the tent. They found that the meat of Wugong was very bad meat, including beef, mutton, horse meat, bird meat, fish meat, donkey meat, dog meat, and even wolf meat.
"Although I don't know which five kinds of Wugong meat refers to, with so many kinds of meat, you can always get the five kinds right." Qin said.
When she saw it, she asked her what she wanted to say. She hesitated for a moment, and finally she said, "I'm a little worried. There may be There may be Human flesh. "
People are surprised to hear the speech, Qin gives to look at her: "why to say so?"
Sha Liu then said, "since the meat in wuhuilu refers to human flesh, why can't the meat in Wugong refer to human flesh?"
This made everyone silent.
Zhou Bin said with a bad look: "I think there is a high possibility of human flesh. You can see what these five Huilu are, all have something to do with people. And as far as I know, in the slavery era, it seems that people were sacrificed."
"But where are we going to get human flesh?" Ma Zhenhua stepped back in panic.
The crowd fell silent again.
After a long time, Zhou Bin suddenly raised his eyes and asked Qin Ci, "I remember you said that in this painting world, only US people are real people from the real world, right?"
People do not know what he wants to say, they all stare at him with vigilance, and Qin Chi nods slowly.
Zhou Bin's face crossed a trace of resolute ruthlessness, gritted his teeth and pointed to the direction of the village: "that is to say, those people are not real people, so if we want to get human flesh, we can use them - anyway, since they are all human beings in the painting, their flesh is certainly human flesh, and even if we kill them, it is not true to kill people—— It's like a holographic game. What you kill is a virtual character with a lifelike real person's height, not a real person, so there's no psychological burden - do you think? "
When they heard this, they looked at each other in awe. The mother of three in the family had been covering her child's ears with her hand, but she couldn't help saying, "but But they are all living people in the world in this painting... "
"It's a painting, not a real real world," Zhou Bin said. He was a little angry at the crowd. "Just for your heart, are we all going to die here?"
Geng's father frowned: "pay attention to your words!"
Zhou Bin stares at him fiercely: "how, what I say is unreasonable? Don't hold us back. If you feel sorry for your father and mother, don't use the flesh we've got. Let's take care of our own! "
Geng's father had to say more. After being pulled by Geng's mother, he closed his mouth and didn't make any more noise.
Zhou Bin looked at the others and calmly asked, "what do you think? Whether you want to get human flesh or not, show your attitude! "
Seeing the public still did not respond, Zhou Bin simply asked the past one by one, and then glared at Ma Zhenhua: "do you want to get human flesh? If you want to, you can join me. If you don't, you can't finish the task without painting. Don't regret it. I won't give the flesh to others. "
Ma Zhenhua's lips trembled for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "to..."
Zhou Bin followed up with a sentence: "then join me and go with me?"
Ma Zhenhua agonized for a long time and finally nodded his head.
Zhou Bin is not good to ask girls, and then asked to Weidong: "how about you?"
Wei Dong answered quickly, "I will follow him." One refers to Kexun.
Zhou Bin stares at Ke Xun.
This boy gives him a bad impression. He looks like a loose man. In addition to being close to Wei and mu, he is alienated and indifferent to others. Sometimes he is a bit of a loser. He is very poor at smoking.
"You?" he asked coldly
Ke Xun was still a bit lax, a little cold and a little bit lousy under sampling: "you can help yourself."
Zhou Bin said coldly: "then you remember, I won't give the human flesh to others."
Ke Xun shrugged his shoulders unnecessarily and said to Weidong, "Dongzi, let's go. Don't waste time."
Then he left the tent.
Wei Dong followed him out and turned his head to the tent: "are you waiting for your God? In case he chooses to be with Zhou Bin... "
"He won't," Kexun stopped, sat on a big stone, looked at the tent, his eyes firmly fixed, "even if he really needs human flesh, I believe he must have a way to get it without killing people."
Wei Dong looked at Mu Yi Ran, who came out of the tent, and kicked Ke Xun in the calf: "you said, if he knew you trusted him so blindly, would he be moved to bend?"With a smile, Ke Xun stood up and waved to Mu Yi Ran.
Mu Yi Ran took a look at this side without expression, then turned his head and walked in another direction.
Weidong:
Then he looked at his poor fag brother. He patted his ass without any damage and ran towards the other side. He also called him "Dongzi, keep up."
What a pity, Weidong thought. Fag fans are harder than heterosexual fans.
When the three men entered the village below the hillside again, Ke Xun asked Mu Yi Ran: "do the others agree with Zhou Bin's proposal to kill and make meat?"
"After all, it seems that the belief that the five tribute meat includes human flesh is highly reliable," Mu Yi Ran said lightly. "In the face of survival, people often make choices beyond their imagination."
"Did the sister named Ziling agree?" Weidong feels incredible.
Mu Yi was too lazy to answer this question, so he chose a Satuo temple and went in.
In the morning, Mu Yi Ran only stayed outside. This time, he went straight to a monk in the temple dressed up and saluted. Then he said, "DOM, Gala, dangka?"
These words are the sacrificial articles that the middle-aged man said to be prepared by the people.
It seems that dome and others are transliterated. Even if the pronunciation is not correct, after Mu Yiran said it several times, the practitioner finally understood. He shook his head, spoke a few words of local language, and then pointed to the north.
Mu Yi Ran again made a ceremony and came out of the temple. The three men turned north.
On the north is the rugged and steep mountain, which seems endless at a glance. Mu Yi Ran stood on the high place and looked at it for a while, with a dignified expression: "it's too late today. We need to start early to go back and forth and come back before dark."
It's already afternoon. If you go north now, you will not be able to get back before dark. Then you will have to die waiting for them.
Wei Dong shuddered: "so we can't get together the sacrifices required by the mission today. Does that mean Tonight, we are likely to Will be picked and killed by that monster? "
The three men did not go back to the house, looking for clues all the way, and then went to the nearby villages for clues.
The village is just a small group of tribes composed of low-rise houses, tents and Satuo temples built of mud and grass.
The number of Satuo temples is almost more than that of folk houses. One small temple in three steps and one big temple in five steps. In addition to the practitioners, there are also villagers in shabby clothes and thin complexions. No matter men, women, young and poor, rich or poor, all people here are devout followers of Satuo religion.
"Faith is probably the most powerful spiritual force in the world." Mu Yi Ran suddenly said a light.
"Oh? What is your faith Kexun turned his face and looked at him.
But there was no answer.
Kexun compared the shape of a picture frame with his thumbs and forefingers: "art?"
Mu Yi Ran looked at him and threw him a word: "money."
"What a coincidence," Kexun pinched his thumb and forefinger, and made a gesture that seemed like counting money and comparing heart. "My faith is also money."
By coincidence, Wei Dong hears his mouth curling up. You open a gym for ten days and a half months. You never pay attention to how much you earn or how much you earn. You don't pay attention to the account. Any guy who is short of money comes to you. He often costs $1, 2000, and occasionally $30, 40, 000. I think you'll lose all the money you've left.
Before dark, the three returned to the tent and saw that the others were already there, but all of them turned pale and their eyes were still in shock.
Kexun glanced at it and saw that some fresh bloodstains were dripping on the broken carpet on the ground. They went along the direction of the blood and landed on a jar in the corner.
On the outer edge of the jar, there were several thick strands of blood, and the lid was covered tightly, but you could also guess what was in the head here.
"Congratulations." Ke Xun threw it to Zhou Bin without expression.
Zhou Bin did not speak, squatting there, holding his head in both hands and pulling his hair forcefully. Zhao Dan was beside him, his eyes were red and swollen, and his whole body was shaking.
No one spoke, and the tent was silent.
Only Ke Xun, Wei Dong, Mu Yi Ran and Qin CI ate some of the dinner. The others didn't move their mouths. Li Ziling even went out and vomited twice.
After dinner, the middle-aged man went into the tent and said to the crowd, "tonight, every three people have a tent. Don't run around outside. Remember, you must have a tent for three people."
He was about to go out and was stopped by Ke Xun: "what do you mean by gala
"Gala is Gala. Why ask?" The middle-aged man's white and black eyes were staring at Ke Xun's face, "who are you? How can you not know gala? who are you! Are you a spy sent by evil spirits? "
Kexun finally found that, no matter in the previous painting or in this painting, the characters in the painting seem to default themselves to the people in their world at the beginning, and once they ask some questions they think they should not ask, they will immediately arouse suspicion.It's like, there are some terrible things mixed into the crowd with a mask, once you see through and say it, that thing will immediately burst up, do terrible things to you.
"Oh, don't get me wrong," Kexun said without changing his face. "It's just a casual topic to talk to you.
"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, "you'd better be honest, or I'll report to the elder!" Said he stepped out of the tent in anger.
