Chapter 523: The Corpse Is as Pure as Snow... (Page 1/1)

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The white-haired half-demon opened his eyes, and Chi Guoguo stood on the battlefield where there was no one, trampling on the corpse, his feet covered with blood. He didn't know who he was, his head was empty, and nothing contained any memories of his life and past. All he knew was that he was a half-demon, a half-demon mixed with the blood of a human and the blood of a monster who didn't know what it was.

However, even if he is a half-demon with amnesia, he has not lost his instincts. The wind blew on his body, and he felt the cold, so the white-haired half-demon bent down and stripped off the clothes and armor from the corpse on the ground, and put it on his body carefully, and then, after putting on his boots, he curiously grabbed a broken knife, and seriously lit up.

'What is this?' The half-demon grabbed the blade and looked over and over, and then felt a slight stinging pain in his palm, so he spread out his palm, causing the broken knife to fall to the ground, revealing the palm that had been cut open, "This is... Blood? I'm bleeding! This thing hurts me? I see, is this thing a "minion"? ’

The half-demon licked his injured palm, watching as the wound scabbed over and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The white-haired half-demon casually threw the blood scab into his mouth and ate it, and at the same time found an intact knife, grabbed the hilt, and held it in his hand, in a very layman's way.

Continuing to walk around the battlefield, the half-demon saw more dead people, and then he quickly learned how to correctly grasp and use the "minions" in his hands from those samurai who would not give up the sword in their hands when they died, so they posed as if they were wielding their swords before death, so that they could exert greater power.

Then, he saw something that was considered to be of the same kind—it was a ghost. It's just that this ghost is dead, its horns have been cut off, its chest has been cut open, its heart has been pierced through by spears, and it has been pierced to the ground, and the corpse is surrounded by more samurai and onmyoji.

'Nasty feeling! The half-demon subconsciously bypassed the corpses of those onmyoji, because there was a very uncomfortable feeling coming from above, just like when someone suddenly pulled it on your pants in front of you during a meal, and even splashed it on your legs.

The half-demon didn't know that these things that gave him an uncomfortable feeling were the spells on the onmyoji's body and the spiritual power that had not yet dissipated, even if it was these residual powers, it could kill some monsters with one blow, but for this half-demon, it was just innocuous disgusting.

It can be said that this white-haired half-demon, in fact, should be very strong. Even if he doesn't have the slightest memory of himself, he doesn't have the slightest combat experience, and he only has the sword in his hand that he calls a "minion", but he is born to be strong. But now, this naturally strong man feels hungry.

The half-demon who was stimulated by something disgusting actually felt hungry. Although this is a strange and even embarrassing phenomenon in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not difficult to reminisce: "Ah, shopkeeper, please bring me a bowl of freshly baked hot Xiang".

But for a white-haired half-demon with an empty head, it's normal.

After all, he couldn't tell what was normal and what wasn't. So, in his eyes, everything is normal! Whatever he saw, he would say, "Oh, I see, this thing is what it is!" "Show it, and then gladly learn and accept it, without distinguishing between right and wrong.

Soon, the half-demon saw a ghost again, the same one killed by a group of samurai and onmyoji who risked their lives. At the same time, the half-demon also saw something that should be called food - the first time he saw it, his stomach screamed even more happily, and then secreted a large amount of gastric juice to urge him to eat.

The white-haired half-demon stepped forward and picked up the object, a heavy gourd, from the side of the ghost's corpse. He groped his nose on the gourd a few times, convinced that what had seduced his stomach was inside the thin thing between the two drums. Then, the half-demon shook the gourd carefully, and listened with his ears pricked up, convinced that there was something like water in the gourd, and it was not empty.

Then, with his teeth that were not as sharp as humans, he gnawed open the stopper at the top of the gourd, revealing the wine inside. Inside the gourd is rough wine, mixed with a large amount of unfiltered lees and unblended wine, the kind that can get drunk and choke people to death in one go, but this kind of wine is simply too good for arrogant drinkers and ghost clans!

'What is this?' It smells good and tastes good. He wiped his mouth with a big gulp of the rough wine in the gourd, and threw away the empty gourd, and then out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the part of the gourd that had been painted off by himself, and saw the stopper tumbling off the pieces of the gourd, and realized, 'Oh, it can be opened like this!' Learned. ’

Soon, the half-demon took out a brown paper bag from the bosom of a samurai's corpse, opened it, took out one of the several pieces of bread inside, sniffed it carefully, and then stretched out his tongue and licked it, convinced that it was edible, before picking up all the cakes and throwing the brown paper aside.

And the flying kraft paper, on which was unloaded with a line of words in Juanxiu's handwriting: 'Ah Sheng, when you come back, we will get married!' I've already sewed my wedding dress. ’

The heartless half-demon continued to explore his surroundings, and from the corpses of samurai, onmyoji, and demons on the battlefield, he obtained all kinds of interesting things, all kinds of dry food, all kinds of different wine gourds, all kinds of strange weapons, all kinds of armor, and all kinds of drugs that died before they could use their masters.

The armor on the half-demon has been changed, and the helmet is tied around his waist, which is stuffed with some knick-knacks, sculptures, amulets, bracelets, and other things that have been used as souvenirs and lucky objects by samurai and onmyoji. Then, the half-demon full of treasures encounters the most novel thing for him - living creatures!

On this battlefield, the white-haired half-demon finally met a living creature! It was a shorter ghost than him, what appeared to be a female, dressed in tattered green clothes, revealing all sorts of blood-drenched and unhealed wounds, and a double brown horn on its head, one of which had been cut off in half and almost fell to the ground.

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