MTL - Salted Fish Zombie-Chapter 11 devil

"This little black dog is a specialty of our Huaiyang Village."

"And this little cat was sent by 0021 Mr. Chen, and its name is Mina."

The bridesmaid said: "They had very different destinies, but now they bid farewell to the world together...Sometimes, people are the same, aren't they?"

When Chen Tian and the others heard this, their eyes froze. Seeing the bridesmaid holding up the scalpel, they already knew what she was going to do.

Chen Tian and Chen Qing's parents divorced when they were in junior high school. They originally planned to each have a child, but the twins were unwilling to leave each other. At that time, they were already in junior high school and could live in school, so their parents didn't force them to go to the house alone.

When they went to college, their parents had new families and new children, and they gradually became indifferent or unable to take care of them.

Chen Qing is a medical student. A classmate saw her doing some ordinary hard work every day. One day, she secretly took Chen Qing to her dormitory and said to her: "Chen Qing, I have a very lucrative job. Do you want to do it? Every day At least 1,000 yuan can be earned, and more will be made in a month, and 100,000 a month will not be a problem."

When Chen Qing heard it, she thought it was some unscrupulous work in the night market. She looks good, and it's not like no one came to tell her.

"No, it's a live broadcast, and someone from our medical school is doing it."

Later, Chen Qing found out that there was a black live broadcast called animal cruelty.

It turns out that some people are obsessed with watching this kind of live broadcast.

They like to see Xian Xiansu holding a sharp knife in his hand, leaving aside the belly and head of the cute pet, and his thin white fingers are deep in the blood mud, and they are crazy about it.

Even, some pets are raised by themselves for a year or two.

That was the first time Chen Tian and Chen Qing felt the abnormality and evil in some human genes before they entered the survival game.

Chen Qing naturally didn't agree, and Chen Tian certainly wouldn't let her do such a thing.

Later, the two brothers and sisters entered the survival game. In the game, they felt more evil in human nature, faced the fear and depression of death at any time, magnified the inferior roots of human beings infinitely, and eating people and blood was commonplace.

Even so, they still stick to the bottom line of life.

They also formed a mutual aid society.

This group of players seems to be trapped in the abyss of death forever, but working together hand in hand, perhaps one of them will finally be able to climb out of the darkness.

What the bridesmaid in front of her was doing was similar, but even more tingling.

In front of the cross, two small animals were lying on the soft white cloth, the little black dog screamed helplessly, and the puppet cat might not know what they were going to face, but they had already sensed something sensitively, and huddled together uneasily.

There are not only filming staff in the church, but also people sitting in the front row watching the scene.

Yesterday everyone sat here to wish the couple a happy life.

Maybe they sat here and said their prayers the day before yesterday.

Or maybe, on one day, this place will be full of people from all over the world, watching a **** feast on the spot.

Every time a knife is dropped, they will applaud excitedly, no different from the devil.

The bridesmaid smiled and said, "Today, let's neutralize their fate and make a puppet dog."

Li Yin asked Chen Tian in sign language: "President, what should we do? Shall we save them?"

This game has occasions where stealth and avoidance are required everywhere, so many clubs have methods and code words for silent communication.

Wang Ming: "Are you crazy, are you going to offend npcs and be hunted down by npcs? They're not killing people!"

When Chen Tian was frowning and thinking, if he felt something, he suddenly turned his head, "Chen Qing is in danger!"

He didn't care about anything else, he ran silently towards the outside of the church in the night, and easily jumped out of the wall.

Not far away, Chen Qing was running towards this side, "Brother, hurry up and save Ning Su! That butcher is not human!"

Chen Tian: "Go, talk while running!"

Chen Qing: "Ning Su and I followed the butcher to the funeral home in the slaughterhouse, and then followed him from the funeral home to the river. Nothing happened all the way. I thought we hadn't been discovered."

"By the river, he suddenly turned his head and looked at us precisely. His eyes...he is not human, so scary!"

"The silk scarf is too small to escape, so Ning Su pushed me out and asked me to rescue the soldiers."

Chen Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't panic, Ning Su is not as simple as it seems, he should be able to last until we arrive."

By the river, fireflies flew out of the grass.

Fireflies appear in the hot summer, and they should be in a larval state in spring. Obviously, this is not a normal firefly.

The fireflies exude a dark green light, like wandering ghostly little lanterns.

They point across the river, float on the spring grass and the river, with the mountains as the background, illuminating a small world.

This is a very quiet and beautiful scene, but when the fireflies flew around the butcher's face, landed on his slightly curly hair, and burrowed into his green eyes, ordinary people would not find it beautiful.

Ning Su looked at the butcher under the moonlight, straightening and closing his five fingers.

He was like an afterimage, and he appeared in front of him so fast that the butcher didn't even see clearly. The butcher's green pupils trembled slightly.

Ning Su turned around in front of him and bowed his head, revealing the nape of his collar, "Be gentle."

"..."

On the clean and tidy road in Huaiyang Village, the butcher dragged Ning Su by his collar in silence.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two formed a strange mass.

Ning Su put his hands neatly on his stomach, resting on the butcher's thick arms, obediently being dragged away by the butcher.

He moved for a while without his efforts, looked down at his calves, and made a reasonable request: "Brother, this is a bit low, it will wear my calf pants."

The butcher raised his hand silently, and Ning Su's upper body became taller as a result.

He looked down and saw that his calf was off the ground, very satisfied.

After moving for a while, Ning Su said again: "Brother, this is how you grind my heels."

"..."

The butcher pushed his elbows back, threw Ning Su forward, and carried him onto his shoulders.

Ning Su hung his head and hands behind the butcher's shoulders. He looked at their shadows on the ground and the butcher's heels for a while, and said, "Brother, it won't grind you anymore, but can you turn around for me? I want to see yours." Face."

The butcher paused.

When he stepped up again, Ning Su had already been turned around, with his head in front.

This way you can see the butcher's face.

He looked at the butcher and discussed with him: "Brother, when I was squatting outside the gate of the slaughterhouse, I saw you lighting two bonfires in the slaughterhouse."

"The bonfire can't be wasted, can you roast a leg of lamb for me?"

"I haven't eaten meat all day today. I'm so hungry after a busy night."

The butcher refused to give him a leg of lamb and stuffed him into the incinerator.

After the door of the incinerator was closed, the inside of the furnace fell into bottomless darkness.

This is an incinerator, but the inside is not hot at all, instead it is bone-piercingly cold.

I don't know how many living things were burnt to death in this incinerator, and it's normal to be cold.

Ning Su waited, the temperature might be high after the incineration started.

He waited for a long time, but it was still very cold, and the biting coldness drilled into his body like a winter wind.

Ning Su couldn't wait any longer, and reached out to touch the wall of the incinerator.

The furnace walls did not start to heat up either.

The top is uneven, and there is something sticky attached to it, so sticky that Ning Su's fingers stick to it, and there is a feeling of being entangled.

His fingers continued to move, and when they moved forward, they didn't even touch the furnace wall.

Ning Su was puzzled, and crawled forward little by little. He didn't know how long he crawled in the endless darkness. He finally touched something, which was different from the furnace wall he touched before.

Ning Su pushed hard, but he pushed it away.

This is the door of the incinerator.

After pushing away, what Ning Su saw was indeed the slaughterhouse from the correct perspective.

only…

Ning Su raised his head and quietly looked at the **** moon in the night sky.

The night sky was as black as ink, and the wind gushed like ink. The blood-colored moon hung heavily in the night sky, exuding a strange and ominous atmosphere.

Just when Ning Su was about to stick his head forward, his ankle felt cold, and a cold little hand half-held his ankle, dragging him backwards.

After finally climbing to the door, Ning Su, who was about to go out, was dragged into the incinerator again.

He lay motionless on his stomach, the incinerator was not high, obviously he couldn't ask for something higher so as not to grind him.

Ning Su was dragged back little by little, and finally his feet were in the air, and he was dragged out of the incinerator with force.

Almost hit the ground on his face.

Ning Su stood up, turned around and saw the ghost child.

I don't know if it's because he showed his face in front of Ning Su last time, but this time the child didn't hide or hide, standing askew in the moonlight.

However, he still lowered his head and didn't fully reveal his face, he only raised one big eye and silently looked at Ning Su.

This time Ning Su had time to look at the child more carefully.

He has soft hair and a small face. Under the pale moonlight, his complexion is pale and gray, and the two sides of his face are different.

Last time Ning Su was not mistaken, indeed there was a subtle difference in skin color between the two sides of the face, one side was more normal white, and the other side was covered with a thin layer of grayish purple.

Ning Su thought of the last time, when he penetrated one of the child's hands, but grabbed his other hand, and saw his slightly different faces on both sides, he couldn't help being interested.

He reached out to touch the child's face, and saw that the corners of the child's mouth were tense. For some reason, Ning Su could see the unhappiness in the child with the neck stuck.

The hand changed direction and poked the child's forehead, "Why are you unhappy..."

A child who has just learned to stand is always slanted when standing, and is not stable at all. Ning Su fell over when he poked it.

"..."

Looking at the child lying on the ground, Ning Su rarely felt guilty. He knelt down to pull the child, but the child stretched out two small hands but hugged his neck.

He hugged Ning Su's neck tightly, and rubbed his little head against Ning Su's neck again and again, leaving a cold and soft touch.

The corners of Ning Su's mouth were slightly raised, and when the child started licking his neck again, he pulled the child's head away from his neck.

The child hung his arms around his neck and looked up at him quietly.

One of his eyes was big and black, with a layer of pale moonlight shining through the curly eyelashes on the top, and there was no eyeball on the other side, only a round black eye socket, which was very round, very black, and very large.

Ning Su couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hands to pinch his cheeks, "Child, why are you so cute?"

The immature cheeks were cool and soft, very easy to pinch, Ning Su couldn't put it down, pinching his little face until it turned purple and black.

And the child who had been staring at Ning Su was stunned after hearing Ning Su's words, his eyes seemed to get bigger.

There was a subtle light shining in that big eye, fully reflecting a person's face, the layer of light was condensed because of this person, and also shimmered slightly because of this person.

The moonlight flooded the entire slaughterhouse. Beside the dead tree, there were two faces, one big and one small, looking exactly the same in a daze.

Ning Su waited for a while, then looked at him suspiciously, "I've already said that, are you still planning not to tell me what's going on in Huaiyang Village?"

The author has something to say:

Ning Su: Cute, I want to steal it.

The child looked up: he saw a big pig's trotter.