When Mo Wuyan heard Huang Futian's words, he was slightly stunned, he always felt that he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

The surrounding bones gradually receded, and they didn't know where they were hidden.

Mo Wuyan shook his head, removed Huang Futian's name from his mind, looked at the hazy moonlight above his head, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Tonight, will it be the last time I look at the moon?"

lowered his head and looked at the invitation in his hand, the whole invitation was blood red, slightly cool to start, very leathery, but Mo Wuyan couldn't figure out what kind of animal it was.

There was a picture on the blood-red invitation, five pots of meat on a table, and a circle around the table, dressed in a suit and holding a knife and fork...... Pig!

At the dining table, a wolf in a chef's top hat is holding a white baby in one hand and a knife in the other, and on the dining car beside him are plates of delicate and greasy meat.

The whole painting is indescribably weird, but there is no sense of disobedience, as if it was born to be, people eat meat, pigs are diners, and wolves are chefs!

Mo Wuyan always felt that this painting had a strong allegorical meaning, but what it meant would probably not be known until the banquet.

On the back of the invitation, there are four hot gold fonts "Flesh and Blood Banquet". Next to the word, there is a miniature map with a red dot on the map and a restaurant logo in the shape of a knife and fork.

"The red dot should be the knife and fork sign of my location, it should be the location of the flesh and blood banquet, east of the city, Beifu Road, Sanhua Forest ......"

Mo Wuyan followed the road signs on the miniature map, recalling the places in reality, but when his finger slid to the restaurant, his pupils suddenly shrank!

! Isn't there a mass grave!

........

Outside the window, the moonlight is just right, and in the bright moonlight, a few wisps of yin wind blow.

Inside the window, quiet as a song, on a neat bed, sat a teenager.

Next to him is a bulging hiking bag, and in front of him, a written note.

The old clock "ticks!" Tick! With each passing second, the minute hand on the clock dial gradually moved towards twelve.

"Twenty-two, sharp!"

The sound of the old man's machine telling the time on the hour was particularly clear in the empty room, and the faint light came out of his pocket.

Mo Wuyan sat up from the bed, glanced at the note on the table, and after confirming that it was correct, he put on his backpack.

Suddenly, a white figure suddenly flashed in from the window and rushed to Mo Wuyan's shoulder.

"Woo~!"

The little fox whimpered a few times, and held a piece of yellow paper in his mouth.

Mo Wuyan took the yellow paper from the little fox's mouth, and when he saw the arrogant picture on the paper, Mo Wuyan was slightly stunned, and then put it in his pocket.

When passing the fire hydrant in the corridor, Mo Wuyan opened the fire hydrant, took out the fire axe, and put it in his backpack.

There was no one on campus at night, and there seemed to be some secret hidden in the quiet night.

Finally, Mo Wuyan still came to the door, there was no one on the empty road, and the dark night could not be seen at a glance.

Mo Wuyan took the blood-red invitation, compared the map again, and the moment he looked up, he took two steps back and touched the fire axe with his left hand.

The white paper man mask, the black exquisite suit, a weird smile, and a pair of lifeless eyes began to stare at Mo Wuyan at some point.

"Get in the car and go to the banquet!"

A lifeless voice came from under the mask, and Mo Wuyan was stunned for a few seconds, leading the little fox to follow behind the paper man.

Mo Wuyan was stunned, and looked at the "delicate" "car" and the other three paper figures in front of him with an almost crazy look.

My heart is like the 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past on the Hulunbuir prairie!

! You fuck it's a car! You're blind! I can't even tell the difference between the car and the coffin!

That's right, in front of Mo Wuyan, there was a black coffin, and the four paper figures opened the coffin and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Wuyan.

Mo Wuyan is not advancing now, and he doesn't have the courage to retreat, after all, four pairs of lifeless eyes are all staring at Mo Wuyan's body!

Mo Wuyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the black coffin in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have made a decision!

Immediately, his right hand stretched out and threw the little fox Mo Ling'er behind him into the coffin!

"Whew~!"

The bleak and panicked voice sounded in Mo Wuyan's ears, and Mo Wuyan suddenly felt a little guilty.

Alas~! I knew it earlier, so I discussed it with Xiao Ling'er first, and then threw it away!

After a while, Mo Ling'er's voice in the coffin suddenly stopped, and Mo Wuyan was startled and immediately jumped into the coffin.

"Whew~! Whew~! ”

In the coffin, Mo Ling'er looked at her with resentment, and her resentment was as sad as the snowfall in June.

Looking at Mo Ling'er's uneventful look and resentful gaze? Disregard! Disregard!

Mo Wuyan suddenly felt the urge to kill this fox.

"! You're fine, why did you suddenly stop wailing! It's so bad that I think something happened to you! ”

"Boom~!"

Before Mo Wuyan finished scolding, his eyes suddenly went dark, and with a loud bang, the coffin was closed!

Mo Wuyan was stunned for a moment, but he had no choice but to lie in the coffin with the little fox in his arms!

But to be honest, the coffin is still quite comfortable, plus the coffin is carried for a while, just like the cradle when I was a child.

Mo Wuyan suddenly wanted to sleep.......

The dazzling light woke Mo Wuyan up, and the noise around him was endless, but it seemed to be mixed with the sound of an animal.

"Hmph~!"

Mo Wuyan's mind suddenly remembered the painting on the invitation, pig! That's right, the noise is mixed with the sound of pigs!

Mo Wuyan tried his best to open his eyes, and the greasy pig's head surrounded him.

A pig in a suit was noisily discussing something, Mo Wuyan didn't know what situation he was in now, and his head hurt a little.

He watched his surroundings with all his might, and in addition to himself, there were some people who were also tied up here, and the place where they were, not the ground!

But....... Table!

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Feast of Flesh and Blood! I'm Chef, Vermilion Wolf! ”

Mo Wuyan leaned sideways, trying to see the appearance of the vermilion wolf, but he could only see the small half of his body.

Gray hair, slightly curled tail, wearing a white chef's attire, and holding a knife in his right hand!

"Next, please watch the performance on table No. 1, Kaleidocarpus!"

Zhu Wolf walked in front of Mo Wuyan, Mo Wuyan suddenly panicked, he always felt that Zhu Wolf had a thick, greasy meat fragrance!

There is also this greasy meat smell on the surrounding pigs, but the singular number is not as serious as that on the vermilion wolf!

Zhu Wolf passed by Mo Wuyan, and Mo Wuyan exhaled slightly, as if passing through the ghost gate.

"Gentlemen, guess how many flowers can be inserted into a kaleidoscope? If you guess the closest to the exact value, you will be rewarded with a pot of meat! ”

The surrounding pigs suddenly became lively, shouting, cheering and bursting out continuously!

Zhu Wolf carried the knife and walked to the front of the No. 1 table, Mo Wuyan suddenly turned his head, he probably guessed what Zhu Wolf was going to do.

But now that he can't protect himself, he still wants to help others? Joke! But Mo Wuyan is not so ruthless as to watch the performance!

Because...... On table No. 1, it was a baby, and the vermilion wolf took out a stack of half-meter-long silver needles.

The right hand, the hand rises, the knife falls, the baby does not appear to cry, and the head rolls off the table!