Human flesh, Tang Yin has eaten it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The texture and taste are not so unique that people will remember them as soon as they eat them.

The taste is about the same as that of pork and lamb, and the texture is similar to that of chicken and beef fiber.

The taste of iron is quite strong, which is attributed to the fact that the meat is taken from people who have just been killed, and the meat is heavily contaminated by massive blood loss.

Fang Lajun had only one way to deal with those who resisted, cutting their flesh and taking their intestines, and some officials were boiled into ointment and lit with lamps.

Sick to death, or dead bodies for many days, the smell is stinking, whether they will get sick or not, the stench emitted during the cooking process will expose their location, as soon as Fang Lajun comes, the first unlucky woman is the woman, the old man is killed on the spot, all the men are pulled to be cannon fodder, the weapon is not given a piece, desperately ask people to rush to the place where the officers and soldiers are, block knives and arrows, kill the officers and soldiers until they are soft, and Fang Lajun picks up ready-made.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, the common people will not move the swollen and blue, black and rotting corpses with black wounds.

When did people in Hangzhou start eating each other?

Tang Yin only remembered that on the third day after the grain in the cellar where he was hiding was eaten, Wangcai and several people dragged back the dying man, and then there was an extra pot of stew that day, and everyone had a tacit agreement not to talk about the man's whereabouts, and waited around the pot to eat meat.

Cooking is one thing, actually going to eat is another.

Wangcai wanted to reach out and grab it several times, but retracted it again, the moral rope that bound man and beast was about to break, but he still had the last trace of strength to trap everyone present.

In front of him is a crumbling suspension bridge on a cliff, and behind him is a tiger waiting to eat people with its mouth wide open.

If you don't want to become a ghost under the tiger's mouth, you have to risk falling into the abyss and desperately cross the suspension bridge, but the question is not how long can the suspension bridge last? But the person who managed to escape to the other side, and when the tiger left, could he still walk back?

Such a serious, philosophical proposition, Wangcai doesn't understand at all, it's just that the moral mechanism works spontaneously, and no matter how hungry it is, when the body can't provide the energy needed for the brain to think, no matter how great the mechanism is, it will stop working.

Looking at the private school master who was tortured by a strong sense of morality, when he vomited sour water by the wall, the master, as the son of Xiucai, was full of blood, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand him angrily, and he wanted to eat human flesh.

Tang Yin knew that once he was allowed to speak, the mutual aid groups that had been brought together with great difficulty would inevitably break up.

Before Xiucai could speak, he grabbed a large amount of meat, put it in his mouth, resisted the strong discomfort, held back not vomiting, chewed with a smile on his face, and was the first to step on the suspension bridge.

Half-old children dare, what else do hungry adults have to scruple about Wangcai glanced at Tang Yin gratefully, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he grabbed a handful of meat and bit it, and the others slowly surrounded him, you take a bite, I eat it in one bite.

A young woman who was insulted by several rebels and should have been martyred by death a long time ago, in order to preserve the bloodline of her husband's family, she has lived shy to this day.

Whenever there is a mouthful of food, the young woman will let her son eat, and this time it is no exception, biting a piece of soft and rotten meat into small pieces, and shouting every day that her son who wants to eat meat should eat it.

The five-year-old boy sensed the strangeness of the meat, clenched his teeth and refused to eat.

The mother, who regarded the child as a treasure and lived for him, slapped the little boy in the face.

"Swallow and live."

The young woman trembled and persecuted the child with unprecedented severity.

Glared at his mother, who was kind, gentle, and responsive to his needs, the little boy did not dare to resist any longer, opened his mouth, and as his mother said, he did not bite and swallow the minced meat.

Perhaps it was because of this scene that the young Xiucai finally took a broken bowl and a bowl of meat to the wall to find his father.

Later, every time they ate meat, before eating, everyone would habitually shout, "Swallow it, live."

This slogan has also become the epilogue that Tang Yin uses to inspire people before every subsequent action.

It's not a pleasant memory, but I thought about it again when I ate the wontons sold by Wang Ju.

Wang Ju's wontons have put a lot of effort into the meat filling, and from his description, it can be inferred that the meat he uses should be similar to that of Kobe beef, and each cow can only take out two kilograms of tendons, and the seasoning is not as particular as that of later generations, but it is considered to be the top in this era.

The reason why Tang Yin felt that it was extremely unpalatable, of course, was because of the type of meat, no matter how good the meat quality was, how delicate the seasoning was, it could not be covered, and the violent impact left in Tang Yin's mind was so impressive that he ate a small bite, and he immediately spit it out and asked Niu Gui to pour out the whole bowl.

As for why Liu Liyang also dislikes the wontons in the royal residence?

Five-year-olds instinctively reject meat from unknown sources, and it's not uncommon for one or two with sharp instincts to appear, perhaps he has eaten it by mistake? Tang Yin had no intention of investigating the reason, but he was very curious, when Liu Liyang found out the truth, and he actually ate a whole bowl.

The time of crossing was a little late, and he didn't catch up with Sun Erniang, who specializes in selling human meat buns in the Water Margin, but let him meet the royal residence that sells human meat wontons.

In a sense, God who sent him here is very fond of him and doesn't let him miss the classic plot.

But the difference between Sun Erniang and Wang Ju's force value is more than ten times, for Sun Erniang, Tang Yin may not be chopped into a meat bun, and for Wang Ju, Tang Yin feels that it will become minced meat in the stuffing at any time, as long as he wants to.

Xiao Qianjing's five sworn brothers finally arrived.

Led by Hanjiang Jian Ni Shouyi, the group of five sat in the hall and took the soup bowl with wontons from Wang Ju's hand.

had a five-point tie with two killers who pretended to be husbands, and finally chased people away.

These two are tricky in his mouth, and after they are connected, they can be defeated and cannot be caught, Wang Xian scraped upside down with one knife, and cut horizontally with the other, the two of them didn't even make a move, their throats were cut, and they bled to death.

By estimating the difference in strength, Ni Shouyi thinks that he can't pass ten moves under Wang Xian, and the master's Hanchi swordsmanship pays attention to opening and closing, dealing with short weapons that are good at stealth, changeable, tricky and flexible, and when they are close, the power of the move is suddenly reduced, and it is easy to be drilled, Wang Xian is obviously a leader.

Against him, there is no chance of victory.

The same thoughts, except for the honest Liu Liyang, swirled in the minds of the other three.

Xiao Qianjing sighed in despair first, and said secretly, "The skills are not as good as others."

Then, three inaudible sighs came and went.

"How dare you bother your seniors to do it, and the second child doesn't share the wontons for the seniors."

Shi Dang, who was closest to Wang Xian, heard the eldest brother's command, and immediately got up and took the tray.

"Senpai asked me to come."

The status of the rivers and lakes is there, Wang Ju can afford to be served by the younger generations, hand over the tray, sit down on the main seat in the hall, drink the tea calmly, and a cup of green tea after the meal is indeed a great joy in life.

"Eat it while it's hot, I've been busy lately, and I don't have time to go to Zhang Luo meat, so I made a few of them, you eat and see, and tell me which bowl of wontons is more appetizing after eating."

Before setting off to the Qinglou, Wang Xian seized the time to place two batches of wontons, the Tang family's white lacquer bowl, the Wang family's black lacquer bowl, the wontons were wrapped by his own hands, and they were served by his own hands, completely without the hands of others, he wanted to find out what went wrong with his wontons?

Each bowl is a wonton, Liu Liyang finished eating with two chopsticks, and raised the white lacquer bowl: "This bowl is delicious."

Four to zero, the winner was instantly revealed, only the wontons in Xiao Qianjing's two bowls were intact.

Wang Ju's heart was furious, he was about to have a seizure, thinking about it, Xiao Qianjing's decision could not change the result, so he spared him.

"Lang Zhong said that the juniors have been too prosperous recently, and they must avoid meat, and the kindness of the seniors is appreciated by Qianjing."

Give it to the king's house, and the matter will be revealed.

From the conversation between Tang Yin and Wang Ju, I can't guess that the filling of Wang's wontons is weird, and he is in vain.

Deng Wanli called him a murderer, it was not appropriate, the ogre matched Wang Ju's actions.

Slaying demons and defending the right path in the world is the lifelong duty of the knights, but he sits dryly, and even makes false promises to the demons.

As soon as he thought about it, Xiao Qianjing's heart was like a knife, he was ashamed of himself, and silently vowed to kill this demon for the rest of his life and eliminate harm for the people.

After getting the result, Wang Ju will not be entangled.

"Fighting in battle is unpredictable, and those who are strong in martial arts are not necessarily victorious, but they will definitely be defeated before they fight. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, the five of you are not as good as Tang Bohu in this regard, that kid doesn't care if I am a grandmaster or not, he only thinks about how to kill me, and kill those killers who covet his family."

Wang Ju didn't think that Tang Yin would be killed from the beginning to the end, he had the smell of crawling out of the dead and getting contaminated, even if this kind of person was forced to a dead end, as long as there was still a breath left, he would fight back at any time, and he would not let go of any life.

The rat, which was still struggling to death, had the most fun to play with, and Wang Ju waited to see what tricks he could conjure.

The proudest thing in Wang Ju's life was to take a person's life in front of Zhou Tong and leave.

In terms of attack and killing, Wang Ju has absolute self-confidence.

"Since you are destined to eat my wonton, and you will face each other in the future, I will let the three of you each make one move, and together with the last time, you have eaten a total of six, so let you make six moves."

Xiao Qianjing was excluded.

"It's best to use it when you retreat, I won't chase and kill you, and you don't go on it in the first place, so that you can have a day when you can make a comeback."

Targeting Xiao Qianjing everywhere, he is resentful and stingy.

"You're talking bad about me behind my back again, aren't you?"

Tang Yin's brocade robe and incense fan are dressed up elegantly and handsomely, just like a beautiful son.

Don't wait for everyone to reply.

"When everyone arrives, they set out, and they stay at home all day, and my people are about to die."

Tang Yin didn't know how bad the atmosphere in the hall was, clapping his hands to ask everyone to move, the longer he got along with Wang Ju, a grandmaster with a cannibalistic quirk, the self-confidence of the five people would be hit to the bottom, especially Wang Ju would deliberately imprint fear in each other's hearts for fun, and appreciate the humble appearance of others who were silent and powerless to resist.

The serial killers of later generations are all the same virtue, devouring the victim's three views bit by bit, and finally erasing them along with life.

Thinking like this, Tang Yin suddenly felt that it seemed like a good idea to let Wang Ju be the protagonist of a soul-snatching saw.

To deal with mad people, there is no need to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, just to die.

A group of seven people came out of Liuruju, and the dark places around them that could hide from people immediately caused a commotion.

"It's strange if you don't move, let's go! I'm here."

Wang Ju asked Tang Yin to put 1,220 hearts.

Tang Yin didn't get into the car immediately, stood by the door and waited, dragging six pieces of Xiangjiang River water, towering a section of clouds in Wushan Mountain, and Yuan Rongrong from the spring rain hibiscus pool came to come.

"Slow down."

Yuan Rongrong held the guqin, her movements were inconvenient, and Tang Yin personally helped her to board the car.

Tang Yin was not the first to take a woman to the Qinglou, and Wang Ju didn't care.

"To Xiaoxiangyuan."

It was unusual for a woman to decide where to go, and Wang Ju couldn't help but glance at Tang Yin.

Tang Yin shrugged his shoulders, with a guessed expression on his face, Wang Ju hated and happy.

Since Wang Ju dared to give him three days of freedom, he sprinkled as much as he wanted.

The two carriages walked back and forth, Wang Ju sat arrogantly on the roof of the carriage, welcoming people to block the road, and if you look closely, you will find that he has a sharp weapon the size of a dagger and as strong as a butcher's knife with both hands, and the surface of the knife shines brightly.

Looking east and west, several groups of people followed the carriage left and right and behind, I don't know if they were afraid of Wang Xian, or if they were holding each other back, no one dared to make the first move.

The merchants and houses passing by the carriage closed their doors one after another, and the street vendors and people stepped aside, lest they be affected, and the fast hunting of the city was even more gone, it seems that Weng Jianguo is determined to make Jiangning City an impossible zone until Tang Yin dies.

"There's a guest."

I haven't been here for a long time, and Xiaoxiang Courtyard has been replaced with a new turtle slave.

Things have passed, and the people of Jiangning have long forgotten that Tang Yin had made a gambling contract in Xiaoxiang Courtyard that spread throughout the city, and the greed for money and snobbery of Aunt Wang, the bustard's mother, and the grievances with Tang Yin have all faded away.

After repeated blows and the lack of the Oiran of the house, Xiaoxiang Yuan lived up to its previous pomp.

But Aunt Wang is worthy of being a veteran in the flower shop, playing the signboard of Yangzhou thin horses, changing a batch of new horses every two months to win by quantity and bring back some guests.

It can no longer compete with Yexin Pavilion, Zhaoxiang Building, and Rosered Mansion, but it is not as expected by others to be squeezed, and it is difficult to gain a foothold in Jiangning.

The turtle slave who was smiling like a flower, saw Tang Yin as if he had encountered a ghost, staggered and sat on the ground, and climbed into the building with a roll.

"Tang ...... Uncle...... Tiger ......"

A name was broken down into three paragraphs by the turtle slave.

"How many times have I said it, no one is allowed to mention this unfortunate name in Xiaoxiang Courtyard, is it that Tang Bohu was finally killed, I said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and it will be his turn."

Aunt Wang held her big melon chest and gloated.

On the night Tang Yin hung up, Xiaoxiang Courtyard generously waived the guests' drink money, and Aunt Wang was drunk.

"Leave some virtue, Brother Tang suffered for my Da Ling."

Aunt Wang is not afraid of public anger in the past, and what Xiaoxiang Academy is entertaining now is not a literati who sells fame and reputation, but a pervert who is in a hurry to taste the spring breeze with the girl, and tastes the freshness more than the relationship.

People who claim to be worried about the country and the people, everyone is in the Night Heart Pavilion, Zhaoxiang Building, and Rosered Building, and they are bitterly talking about state affairs in front of Oiran and talking about their ambitions.

It's the same everywhere, worried about the country? It's not that I want to rip off a woman's bandeau and rip off the waistband of my trousers.

What is the difference between a big brag and a fool and a money and silver?

"Yes, yes, yes, you don't remember the villain, don't worry about an ignorant woman like me, Xiangyun, what are you doing here, I didn't see Bai Gongzi drunk, hurry up and help him to rest in the embroidery room."

Aunt Wang will not be hard with the guests, in Jiangning, Tang Yin's status in the minds of scholars is about to catch up with the Holy Master, a few sour words are okay, too much will cause an accident.

The beauty is in her arms, what a tiger, a dog, all forgotten cleanly.

"Brother Tang, it's really you...... Long time no see, little brother...... I'll take a step ahead and invite you to dinner another day."

Bai Gongzi, who had just pinched the beauty's chest, was like a frightened bird, the wine dissipated, the color was broken, let go of the beauty, and after arching his hand towards Tang Yin, the sword and the shoes went out of the door.

The people in the hall were generally average, treating Tang Yin as a flood beast, and fled in a hurry.

The people who died suddenly near Liuruju were more than 200 people in total, and the place where Tang Yin was in the valley of the shadow of death, and the trespassers were scattered.