Chongrangfang, Wutong Street.

Once again, the street was shrouded in fog.

The sky was terrible, and the dark clouds obscured the scorching sun.

Tang Yun stepped in, and as soon as he entered, he could smell a pungent fishy smell.

Don't be dusty on the green bricks, you can still see blood stains that are difficult to erase. On one side of the courtyard lay a large basin filled with blood, and a piece of rotten flesh floated on the blood, and flies flew everywhere.

There are a lot of messy footprints on the ground, which should have been left by someone from the Shendu Mansion this morning. The footprints were deep, with a regular row of ravines on them, and only official boots could leave such footprints.

Tang Yun pushed open the house, this should be where Zheng Wu lived.

The room was very dirty, the wallpaper seemed to be covered by black fog, the sunlight could not penetrate from the outside, and it was dim as far as the eye could see.

There was a burning dark wall, and there was some firewood scattered in the fireplace, Tang Yun opened the lid of the pot, and a pair of angry eyes were staring at him.

Inside was a sheep's head, with angry eyes and angry eyes, staring at Tang Yun angrily. In this pitch-black environment, it is especially eerie.

On either side of the wall were two dilapidated bunks, and there were no beds in the whole room, only almost tattered felt covers.

Click......

Click......

The strange noise came from the backyard.

Tang Yun pushed open the door, and was greeted by a piece of meat, which was dropped by an iron hook. Overhead was a tent, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of flesh and blood suspended by iron hooks.

The meat in front of him should have been in the air for a long time, and maggots poured out of it, hideous and terrifying.

The voice came from the depths of this fleshy forest.

The bloody aura was permeating, and Tang Yun crossed this fleshy forest and found the source of the sound.

A thinly dressed little boy sat on the ground, his body was strangely shaped, his head was large, but his body looked very thin.

The boy was holding a piece of meat in his hand, and the boy's teeth were very sharp, and he slowly chewed the bones in this piece of flesh.

It was a piece of raw meat, and blood flowed down the boy's mouth and pooled into a pool of blood on the ground.

"You're Xiaobao?" Tang Yun stepped forward.

The boy ignored Tang Yun as if Tang Yun didn't exist. He struggled to devour the meat in his hand, alone, eating a piece of raw meat.

Tang Yun squatted in front of him and asked, "How much do you know about your father's affairs?" ”

Tang Yun didn't plan to let a stupid child say anything clearly, but since he lived with Zheng Wu, he should also be aware of Zheng Wu's habits subconsciously.

There was silence for a long time.

The boy suddenly stopped devouring and threw aside the flesh and blood in his hand at will, only then did Tang Yun notice that the boy's teeth were as sharp as the wild wolves in Mobei.

"This meat...... It's not tasty......" the boy stumbled.

The boy staggered to his feet, he glanced at Tang Yun, and muttered, "Daddy...... Meat...... I want to eat. ”

"Xiaobao—" A hoarse shout came from outside.

There was a glint in the boy's eyes, and he got up from the ground and ran outside from here.

In the front yard, the old woman stood in place, watching the little boy run out with a loving face. In her hand, she was still holding a bowl of broth.

The broth was very turbid, so Xiaobao snatched it and poured it into it.

Tang Yun had been following behind Xiao Bao, and the surroundings were getting darker and darker, as if he was in the dark night.

The boy's eyes suddenly widened, he trembled wildly, and he roared: "Hungry, I'm hungry!" ”

The boy suddenly jumped up and jumped behind the old woman, and his sharp teeth instantly pierced the old woman's neck, and blood gushed out wildly.

He was biting at the flesh and blood of the old woman.

"Stop!" Tang Yun grabbed the boy by the collar and threw him out directly.

The boy fell heavily to the ground and rolled over, all the dirt rubbing against him.

Airplanes!

A soft sound sounded in Tang Yun's ears, and the ring on his finger suddenly emitted a stunning red light.

The demonic aura in the vicinity gradually thickened, the sky was like ink, the thunder above the nine heavens faintly appeared, the wind whistled, and raindrops fell in a moment.

Rumble!

The thunder roared, as if the heavens were angry, and wanted to punish the guilty.

The raindrops fell on the old woman's body, the old woman's eyes widened, her body trembled, and the blood on her neck was still falling down little by little.

"Why are you—" the old woman yelled heartbreakingly, "why are you beating Xiaobao, he's still a child!" ”

Scold!

Tang Yun unsheathed the tiger head knife in his arms and stared at the "boy" lying on the ground.

The boy's huge head was strange and swollen, almost the size of two courgettes. A few slits were cracked in the door of the brain, and several eyeballs were swirling around in the slit.

Coo-goo, goo-goo!

The boy lay on the ground, screaming strangely.

The old woman always stood in front of the boy and did not see the change in the boy.

"Get out of the way!" Tang Yun suddenly rushed forward, but he didn't expect the boy to be faster, and rushed directly behind the old woman, and his sharp teeth instantly buckled on her neck.

When the old woman's head separated, scarlet blood gushed out like a spring, and the boy lay on the headless corpse, greedily sucking the blood. He frantically devoured the old woman's flesh and blood, and his mouth was completely filled with blood.

Boom!

The tiger-headed knife came out of its sheath, and in an instant, with the flash of thunder, it left a bright light in the air, and the people who illuminated it were dizzy.

The boy obviously dodged to the side, but Tang Yun seemed to know where the boy would dodge, his blade deflected to the side, so he had to slash at the boy's back, and cut off the boy's left arm with a thud.

The wound on the severed arm was spilled with black blood. Blood splattered on the ground as if it had been corroded, and the grass withered, and wisps of green smoke came out.

The fog unconsciously enveloped the entire courtyard, and the rain fell suddenly.

There was darkness all around, as if there was a huge mouth of darkness that swallowed the entire divine capital.

Click!

The boy crawled past Tang Yun, he had to have two back wings on his back, all the compound eyes on his head opened, and the whole person lay on the ground, turning into a phantom and running directly into the house.

He's not a "man" anymore, he's more of a monster.

Tang Yun followed!

Boom!

With a kick the door open, the boy screamed and threw the cauldron over. Tang Yun dodged, and when he entered the house again, the boy had disappeared.

Tang Yun quickly ran into the stove, only to notice that there was a bottomless black hole under the pot.

The Shendu Mansion is full of experienced poor people, but if it were any other person, he would not have thought that there was something else under this stove.

Tang Yun jumped down without the slightest hesitation, it turned out that there was an iron plate underneath, and the stone bricks that had been burned black were paved on it.

The whole cave is not big, only enough for one person to go down from here, and there is a concave and convex stone groove on the edge, which is convenient for people to grasp the stone groove and move up and down.

Tang Yun climbed down the stone wall, and a thick bloody aura came up from below, which was disgusting.

He landed on the ground, bending his knees to the extreme to keep him from making a sound.

In front of him was a pitch-black passage, there seemed to be a lampstand next to it, and he walked along this passage all the way in, the ground was sticky, Tang Yun twisted a little with his fingers, it was already pitch-black blood.

Click......

Click......

At the end of the passage, the boy lay in a pile of corpses, holding a severed arm in his right hand, and biting frantically.

Around him, there were all kinds of stumps and broken arms, and on a table, rows of human heads were neatly arranged.

There was fear, madness, and unwillingness in their eyes!

"It is said that in the first year of the Heavenly Grant, an incident happened here, and many people died. Even Yongtongfang can smell the smell of blood and corpses. ”

Tang Yun remembered what Wuhou had said to him.

The slaughterhouse where the butcher is located is undoubtedly the best place to hide the blood and the smell of corpses.

What happened to the land of Sycamore Street?

Tang Yun directly threw the knife over, and the sharp blade instantly pierced the boy's chest. The boy's eyes were red, and he roared at Tang Yun.

Tang Yun's body also moved, running in front of the boy. The boy's massive head was on the verge of exploding, and two tentacles emerged from it, flying non-stop.

Tang Yun's ring trembled wildly, and the grimace on the ring burst into a smile.

Tang Yun held the boy's head with one hand and the knife with the other, making a cut from the bottom to the top. The black blood kept pouring out, but the boy was not dead.

A crack appeared in the boy's skull, which gradually cracked, and a strange insect with hideous horns emerged from it, and two tentacles stretched out in front of Tang Yun.

A knife!

The blade tore through the sturdy shell, and looking at the strange insect, the strange insect made a cooing sound, emitting a black gas like thick smoke as if it had been evaporated.

Tang Yun stabbed the strange insect one by one, as if he was venting, and his anger made his arm tremble a little.

The strange insect hissed and fell to the side in a cloud of black blood, and the boy fell to the side like a discarded skin.

Tang Yun glanced around, there were still a few skeletons on the wall, dry and withered, without a trace of flesh and blood.

Being in the middle of it is like being in a prison of sin.

The heads of those who died stood on the table, looking at Tang Yun neatly. In this silent darkness, it is especially terrifying.

He left underground, climbed to the top, and searched the whole house.

The rain was still falling outside, as if to cleanse people of their sins.

Tang Yun wandered around the room, and he found a booklet under the bed.

The font in the booklet was very regular, and Tang Yun remembered that Zheng Wu used to be a reader.

"My wife is newly mourned, my young son is still young, and there is no silver at home to study. Abandon the pen and hold on to the old business. ”

Two simple sentences, inexhaustible sadness.

In order to support his children, Zheng Wu gave up studying and chose to inherit the ancestral business and become a butcher.

The butcher is a cheap business, and he gave up everything he had for Xiaobao.

The boy's childhood should be lonely, in this dark room, he has lost his mind, and can only wait here, lonely, waiting for his father to come home every day.

Zheng Wu's handwriting became more and more chaotic.

"On February 11 of the first year of Shengong, I went to Dongshan Village to buy meat and sell it in the West Market, and I got a net of 70 Wen."

"On February 15 of the first year of Shengong, Yang Shangshu's family purchased goods and got 200 Wen."

……

"On February 17 of the first year of Shengong, I bought meat in Dongshan Village and returned, resting in the mountain temple outside the city. Sleepy and sleepy, when you wake up, the meat is gone. Finding but not returning. ”

"On February 20 of the first year of Shengong, there was a dead body at home, and there were people from the Shendu Mansion outside the door to inspect it, and they didn't dare to go out."

"On February 21 of the first year of Shengong, a dead body reappeared at home, and Xiaobao wanted to eat meat."

"On February 22, the first year of Shengong, the dead body that appeared today had a knife stuck in its body, it was my boning knife! I know him, he's my neighbor. Someone is trying to frame me! ”

"On the first day of March in the first year of the Divine Skill, I hid them in a place, a place where no one could find them."

"I tied myself up during the day, and at night the rope broke, and I killed these people!"

"I killed someone! I killed someone! ”

"Xiaobao shouted that he was hungry again......"