For some reason, Wang Qi suddenly had a kind of enlightenment. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Corpse Samurai, I'm afraid this is going to be a celebration feast!

Thinking of this, Wang Qi hesitated for a moment when he entered the door. However, a corpse warrior following him bumped into him, so he walked in anyway.

The celebration feast of the undead creatures does not need to think about it to know what the main course is......

Entering the student cafeteria, Wang Qi found that it had been roughly tidied up. In addition to the one where the map was drawn, there was another clearing that was organized. A few undead creatures that had not been seen before were busy, some moving tables and chairs that were in the way, some fiddling with several large buckets and basins.

These undead creatures are similar in height and size to humans, but their bodies are shriveled and emaciated as if they had been drained of water. Different from ordinary corpse undead, their movements are very flexible, even much more flexible than normal humans, if you have to describe it, it is like a few magnified monkeys, running around and busy.

Wang Qi noticed that they actually had two pairs of arms, judging from the length and color of the arms, it didn't seem to come from the same corpse, so it can be guessed that it may also be a kind of stitching monster that evolved itself under a special environment.

Ten living people were pushed into the center of the clearing, and the skeletons under the corpse warrior rushed away with a low roar, and then walked to one direction and sat on the ground.

Now that he has the ability to communicate with his spiritual power, Wang Qi can easily understand the meaning of these roars used between low-level undead. He sat down in a circle along with the corpse warriors and brain-eaters.

But before his ass hit the ground, the corpse warrior over there spoke again: "You, come here, sit!" ”

This time it used the lingua franca of the undead, and with a wave of its hand, it threw out a brain-eater who sat next to it. Then he patted himself vigorously on the left hand side.

Wang Qi didn't dare to slack off, didn't say anything, and walked straight over and sat down. Before he could figure out what to do next, the humans in the field were already screaming in despair.

I saw that the six "stitched dried corpses" had already set up a pomp, and then a sharp knife appeared in all four hands at the same time, and then walked towards the humans who were cowering and huddled together.

A plump girl was dragged out of the crowd, and the four hands of "stitching up the dried corpse" moved in unison, and she was stripped naked in three or two clicks.

Wang Qi was a little stunned, and before he had time to appreciate the tempting spring light, he saw the scarlet blood light suddenly appear.

One sutured corpse grabbed the girl's limbs and fixed her, and the other sutured corpse slashed at all four knives, which was amazingly fast. The pieces of flesh were cut off quickly and thrown into a basin beside them, and the blood was filled in a prepared iron bucket.

The girl began to scream violently, but soon a rag was shoved into her mouth, preventing her from speaking. This is simply a more terrible torture than Ling Chi, the knife skills of stitching up the dried corpses are skillful and fast, cutting the flesh and scraping the bones in one go, but they are slow to give the girl a fatal blow.

In just a few minutes, the girl's limbs were cut to bone, and her screams were already faint. The next step was to disembowel, and the action of sewing up the dried corpse accelerated again, and before the other party's heart completely stopped beating, the skin and flesh on her chest and abdomen were also divided.

"They are ......"

Wang Qi's face was very ugly, but at this time he was in semi-undead form, and his entire head was a burning skull, and it was impossible for others to see his expression.

"They, butchers, crafts, good!"

The corpse warrior watched with interest the scene of dividing the living in the field, not noticing the discomfort of Wang Qi beside him.

The undead creatures love these living flesh and blood, and the reason why they say alive means that when these flesh and blood leave the body of the owner, the owner must still be alive. Once the owner dies, the necromantic aura in the air enters the body, turning the corpse into an undead, and at the same time, the flesh and blood on their bodies are also eroded by the necromantic aura, losing the delicacy that the undead creatures flock to.

Therefore, the method of cutting off most of the flesh and blood of a living person like this without making her choke her breath in advance is indeed a classic craft!

Except for Wang Qi, the other corpse warriors also had an expectant expression when waiting for the food, and the two brain-eaters no longer needed to be instructed to do it themselves.

They lay on the side of the girl's skull, which had been cut into white bones, and their mouths cracked, and a mosquito-like mouthpart was spit out from the middle, which pierced directly into the back of the girl's head, and swallowed it in large gulps.

As outliers among the undead creatures, they don't have much need for flesh and blood, and the only thing they are interested in is the tender brain.

In a few moments, the corpse, which had been hollowed out of its brains, was completely lifeless, so a butcher opened a window and threw the body outside. It only needs to wait for a moment, and when the soul fire condenses from the corpse's head, it will stand up again and become one of the thousands of undead creatures.

The scene of human flesh cutting alive continued, but all the undead creatures, including the corpse warriors, turned their attention back. Because the basin of flesh and blood that still had residual warmth had been respectfully brought over by the butchers.

And Wang Qi also put a basin in front of him. Looking at the dripping flesh that I didn't know was cut from the girl's body, Wang Qi trembled all over.

He was uncomfortable, but it wasn't scared or frightened. There is a bit of anger, but more often than not, it's a strange feeling.

If it is a normal human being, in the face of such a terrifying scene, those with good psychological quality will also retreat, and those with poor psychological quality will vomit on the spot.

However, Wang Qi did not have the desire to vomit, perhaps the body in the semi-undead form did not have the function of vomiting. But what made Wang Qi feel flustered was that there was actually a voice in his heart that was constantly persuading him:

"Eat, eat, it's a rare delicacy, you can get endless enjoyment after eating it, you can get stronger power......"

But Wang Qi kept saying to himself in his heart: "No, you can't eat it!" I'm human, how can I eat human flesh, I can't become a monster like them!! ”

Not to mention the struggle in Wang Qi's heart, the other undead creatures around him had already begun their gluttonous feast, and the sound of chewing and swallowing resounded throughout the restaurant, mixed with the temporary wails of the slaughtered humans over there, intertwined into a hellish music.

Perhaps it was Wang Qi's slow mouth that finally aroused the suspicion of the corpse warrior beside him, and it muttered, and suddenly picked up a bloody heart from its basin and stuffed it in front of Wang Qi at once.

"You, eat it!"