The space of the underground village is very high, about ten meters long. And, when I first entered the valley, the village I saw stood intact in this underground space......

"What the hell? It's just that this ghost village is still there, and there are still people cooking? The fat man looked at the puffs of gray-white cooking smoke in amazement.

"Cooking?" The corners of my mouth hooked, and I sneered, "Then do you want to take a bite?" ”

After that, I drew a gas amulet and pasted it on the fat man's body, while I myself urged the golden lock to hide my breath.

The fat man, who was a little stunned by my abrupt words, saw that I had already walked towards the village, and only followed.

"Where is the pool of blood, lead the way."

I glanced at the little imp who suddenly appeared in front of us.

The little ghost head rushed to the front with a solemn face, and walked along the avenue in the village to the front.

"Look, there's a way there, too!" The fat man shouted as he walked and pointed to the side of the village.

I looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, I saw a dirt road similar to the cement road above......

However, it was no longer time to be surprised by these and continue to move along the village.

There were no people along the way, but the smoke was thick in every house.

"Nanwa, what does this mean, this village has sunk into the ground for eighty or ninety years, there can't really be any living people, right?" The fat man asked curiously.

I shook my head: "There is a lot of dead and corpse gas here, how can there be living people, there may be a lot of living corpses!" ”

"Living corpses?" The fat man laughed dryly twice and muttered, "Even if it's a living corpse, you can't cook!" ”

This thing actually went to a house with suspicion and looked out of the window.

I frowned, although I was also a little curious about what was going on in these people's homes, but I was more worried about my grandfather and them, and I couldn't help but whisper to urge the fat man.

But this thing is like petrified, there is no reaction at all.

I looked at the little ghost, and I was also a little puzzled, and we followed.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder, but the thing still didn't respond. I lifted him and looked out the window, and my head was full of trouble.

Inside this window happened to be the kitchen, and the four members of the 'family' were covered in mud and had mutilated bodies, and even one of the middle-aged uncles was even half missing his head, and half of the wound was full of red mud.

We have also seen corpses that are more horrific and disgusting than them, and the most special thing about these guys is that they just live like living people.

It's just that...... What they cook in the pot makes me feel a little creepy.

What they cooked turned out to be a corpse, and although it was impossible to tell how long the corpse had been dead, it was not decomposed.

The middle-aged living corpse unloaded the corpse's head, and then slapped the back of the kitchen knife a few times to smash the skull, and then picked out the broken bones, and got out the whole brain flower inside, and threw it into the red 'oil pot'.

In an instant, the sound of crackling frying came out, and even within a few seconds, a smell came out of the oil pan.

It was very fragrant and fragrant, and it smelled even more enticing than the taste of all the delicacies we had eaten, as if the pot was the best delicacies in the world.

Next, the guy quickly cut off one of his hands and threw it into another soup pot, which was still red soup, and there were a few blood-red grass roots floating in it as a side dish.

"Is this enoki mushroom soup?" The fat man lowered his voice and finally came to his senses.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I didn't bother to make any extraneous branches, these guys have been here for eighty or ninety years, if they have to cook every day, I don't know how many corpses they have eaten, and now I go to stop them, but they startle the snake.

The fat man will also be happy, and leave this house more actively than I am, and then go to the next one.

This family is also cooking, but they are much more particular about eating, well, roasting whole corpses, and using some red, red, green and green powders and liquids as seasonings, which makes the corpses on the shelves look colorful.

A smell that was more fragrant than the fried brain flower before wafted out of the window, and I even saw the little ghost swallow a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.

"Dead pervert, don't lead the way!" The fat man was so angry that he slapped the back of the head of the little ghost, and he was in no mood to watch it.

I was speechless, if each family eats differently, how many tricks it would have to change, it was really incredible. But where did so many corpses come from underground?

"Daddy, it doesn't seem like the corpse will rot down here, and that pool of blood seems to be their corpse pool!" The little ghost whispered.

"Corpse pool?" My eyes moved slightly, and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

It's really hard to imagine that countless villagers who thought they had become powerful ghosts a long time ago are still living in this underground, living in another way, and still eating corpses for a living......

"This place is so weird!" The fat man also exclaimed again and again.

Ignoring the living corpses for now, we picked up speed and followed the little imp head towards the pool of blood he said.

After a few minutes, the dirt on the ground turned color, and all of them turned dark red, as if soaked with blood, and the fat man and I felt a pang in our hearts, it seemed that we were almost there.

But the strange thing is that I didn't feel the breath of Yuwei and Grandpa, and even after entering this underground village, even the sense of the ghost eye disappeared, but I was a little uneasy.

After a few more minutes of walking, the house gradually became scarce, and a lot of red tile debris appeared on the ground. The debris was huge, the smallest was the size of my palm, and most of them were almost half a meter long.

"This is the jar you are talking about?" The fat man frowned and said, "What about people? ”

The little ghost head was also a little dazed, floating in the air, and he didn't even find a single hair.

"How is it possible, I was still here before, or the old lady helped me open the aura ban of the ugly guy and let me out!"

The fat man and I wrapped our feet in purple talismans and walked in to check.

According to the little ghost, this tank is the size of a small pond, and I don't know how it was made in the first place.

Now, however, there was nothing but a field of debris and a frighteningly red amount of dirt. What about Yuwei and grandpa, where did they go?

"Let's go and look for it. Fatty, you and the little ghost, be careful. I frowned, and a bad feeling arose in my heart.

The soldiers were divided into two ways, mainly looking around the vicinity of this giant vat.

There are no houses in a radius and a half around here, and I remember what I saw last night, and there should be a pond here, and it seems that there are a lot of fish fed in it.

Unable to find it, the fat man and the little ghost head searched for the surrounding houses, and I, according to memory, found the foot of the hill where I was at the time of the previous landslide.

While crossing the road as wide as the concrete road above, I saw a broken soul, struggling on the dirt road.

Hiss!

I took a breath and had seen a witchcraft spirit, but this was the first time that it had been divided into hundreds or thousands of parts, but it had not yet been dispersed, and the two ghost eyes were still looking at my soul miserably......