Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Dead Man's Pit

There is a paradise in Bliss, and everyone who has been to Bliss has not known about paradise. So when Yu Qingyang wandered around the street boredly for a long time, someone kindly pointed him in the direction.

"Paradise? The name sounds so strange, how can there be a place of bliss in this world? Even if there is, it must be transformed by demons and seducing sentient beings! Yu Qingyang pondered for a moment and decided to pick up his sword and go to find out.

Rouge gouache, Luo skirt red makeup. Yu Qingyang stared blankly at the red plaque in front of him, feeling that something must have gone wrong. He was looking for the weirdest and weirdest place in Luokou Town, not a brothel.

The woman in green who solicited guests at the door, her fan was half-covered, and her eyes looked up and down at this man dressed in black with a long sword in her hand with inquiry and curiosity.

"Shaoxia, since you're here, why don't you hesitate to come in? Is it because the slave parents are not handsome enough? The woman in green removed the fan in her hand, and a pretty face with delicate makeup approached Yu Qingyang with a strong smell of wind and dust. Yu Qingyang was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back, but his arm was still wrapped around the woman, and then his body was wrapped up like a vine.

Yuqing Yang didn't push, he didn't push, he supported his arms, his body leaned back, and he looked extremely dazzling at the door where the rouge pilgrims were flowing. The rest of the women who were soliciting customers were already holding the flower branches of Jinpa, covering their mouths and smiling, which caused the passing men to be even more itchy.

Just when Yuqing Yang was in a dilemma, a hoarse shout came from not far away. Immediately after that, the pedestrians spontaneously moved out of the way, and more than a dozen men dressed in rivers and lakes walked over with a smile. At first glance, they were all flushed and excited, as if they were drunk, but their steps were extremely steady and not drunk.

The man at the head was in his early thirties, and a scar extended from the corner of his left eyebrow to the entire left side of his face, shaking excitedly with the shouting. Yu Qingyang twisted his eyebrows and looked, and the pair of double hooks behind the other party reflected the sunlight, shaking him upset.

When I was stunned. The woman in green's hand had already penetrated through the front placket. With a slight coolness, it hit Yu Qingyang's chest, Yu Qingyang was taken aback, and subconsciously pushed the person away. The woman in green didn't expect the other party to be so rude. The foot was unsteady and fell straight back. It just hit Shi Yulong's body.

Shi Yulong looked down. The woman in her arms was as beautiful as a peach blossom, with a pair of eyes with unwillingness and horror. Like a fawn in the woods that meets a terrifying hunter. He liked the look, and he liked the soft, snake-like body even more.

"The beauty is so enthusiastic, how can I live up to it!" Before the words fell, she had already bent down to pick the person up, and the woman in green exclaimed, and hurriedly climbed her arms to Shi Yulong's neck. I'm used to seeing Fengyue, how can I forget how to **. The woman in green instantly left Yu Qingyang behind, and a smiling face bloomed more vigorously than the peach blossoms in Qingyun Town.

Shi Yulong's rough face rubbed hard against the neck socket of the woman in green, and he didn't know what to say, causing the other party to giggle and stretch out his pink fist and hammer it twice. The rest of the people saw that Shi Yulong had already walked in with a person in his arms, and immediately looked around for their favorite food like a fish that had cast a net, and soon it was convenient for those half-clothed pilgrims to mix together, and the sound of coquettishness and laughter resounded throughout the hall.

Yu Qingyang straightened his front, frowned and shook his head, turned to leave, walked through the alley on the side of Extreme Paradise, and was about to return to the Jifu Courtyard, when suddenly a carriage galloped by.

The other party didn't seem to expect that a person would suddenly come out of this remote alley, and the carriage turned a corner and almost hit the wall, but the little guy who beat the horse didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, but accelerated his speed in a panic.

Yu Qingyang sighed, but he smelled a demonic aura in the air, which seemed to come from the carriage that had just run past. Yu Qingyang was overjoyed in his heart, and seemed to have finally found the strangeness of this Bliss Village, and immediately flew up and quickly followed.

The carriage went quickly and quickly, and it chose the sparsely populated road, and in a moment it was out of the bustling town and headed towards a barren forest.

Yu Qingyang didn't know what kind of people were sitting in the carriage, and he didn't dare to follow too closely, but the demonic aura in the air became lighter and lighter, and finally it was completely covered by the rancid smell wafting in the barren forest.

Yu Qingyang suddenly had a bad premonition, so he looked around and found that this seemingly ordinary wilderness was not only uninhabited, but also had no birds or animals. However, the man-sized tree was extremely luxuriant, with lush foliage and shining green.

The carriage in front of him had stopped, and the little man who was driving the carriage laboriously dragged out a burlap bag from the car, threw it on the ground, and muttered for a long time. Yu Qingyang was too far away to hear it really, and was about to get closer, but the little guy had already sat back in the car, and as soon as the whip was raised, the carriage turned around and ran in the direction of Yu Qingyang.

Yu Qingyang looked around, and a little under his feet, he flew and landed on the treetops. The carriage galloped by, and the horse's hooves stepped on the dead branches, which rose with the force of the breakage and hooked right on the little man's head, and the blue-gray cloth hat fell off with it, and the black hair spread out.

It turned out to be a woman.

The woman continued to beat her horse forward, and her free hand hurriedly pulled a hairpin from her long hair, and pinned it with a black hosta. Yu Qingyang didn't see it really, but he became more and more curious in his heart, and when the carriage was completely gone, he immediately flew to the ground and quickly ran to the place where the woman had just stopped. At first glance, Deng Shi was surprised.

On the ground was a large pit several feet deep, and the surrounding loess was loose, covering the corpses that had become white bones, and the new corpses were covered again, and the half-rotten minced meat hung on the bones, and the rich smell of corpses came to the face, but there was not even a flying insect in the huge dead man's pit.

Yu Qingyang bent down and dragged the burlap bag up, and through the cloth bag, he had already guessed that it must also be a corpse inside. He untied the hemp rope of the bundle bag, and a shirtless man came out with wide eyes, which startled Yu Qingyang.

Yu Qingyang looked at it carefully for a while, but did not find the demonic aura, it seemed that the wisp of breath just now was just his own imagination. And the dead corpse's eyes were round, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dying at the time of the most bliss of body and mind. Yu Qingyang's heart moved, and he hurriedly used the hilt of his sword to peel off the corpses in the pit that had not completely decomposed, and saw that those corpses were like the men in front of him, with their mouths wide open, their eyes wide, and their expressions of enjoying extreme pleasure.

"This Elysium really lives up to its name, even the dead have a blissful expression!" Yu Qingyang bent down to re-bundle the bag, but felt that it was too much, and finally pushed the hilt of the sword and directly pushed the corpse into the pit of the dead.

The man's corpse rolled down the slope, and a set of cyan cloth slid out of the bag, and the word "Ji" embroidered on the corner of the shirt was just exposed.

"Ji Fu?" Yu Qingyang twisted his eyebrows in contemplation, and suddenly flew up and down, and there was already an extra cloth shirt in his hand. (To be continued.) )