Chapter 163: The Dead Man's Inn
A lean middle-aged man with blood on his face and body was looking at Yingying who was covering his mouth and retching in front of him with a smile on his face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yingying's eyes were full of fear, like a little good sheep in front of the big bad wolf, her whole body was constantly trembling, and her cognitive outlook was deeply shocked.
"Girl, do you want to eat a hot pot of human flesh." The middle-aged man said to Yingying without smiling, Yingying looked at this bloody man with tears in her eyes and fear, in Yingying's eyes, this man was a demon with teeth and claws.
Yingying's legs actually kept walking towards the shop again, and came to a table of eight immortals to sit down, shivering, she began to slowly become numb, people have limits, as long as they cross the limit range, they will become numb, such as running, you will feel very tired after running for a while, your face and legs are too bad, if you just insist, it won't be long before people will be numb, you will feel that your body no longer belongs to you, you don't feel tired, you don't feel pain, but there is still a belief in your heart to continue running.
Human fear is the same as running, after exceeding the limit of fear, you will feel that your soul does not belong to you, just like a walking corpse, there is no longer fear and fear, because you no longer belong to yourself.
"Girl, your dish is here." Not long after Ying Ying sat down, the lean man came over with a lot of things, someone's fingers, and sliced human flesh were stained with blood, and in one plate there was actually a beating heart, and all kinds of internal organs were packed on different plates.
Ying Ying looked at all this stupidly, the thin man looked at Ying Ying and smiled and said: "Girl, eat it, all the hot pot ingredients in this restaurant are clean and unopened little boys and little girls' bodies, absolutely clean, absolutely delicate, that careful liver to eat, special taste." ”
When Yingying heard the man's words, she seemed to see countless painful children struggling in the black pot, crying, tears kept flowing down the corners of her eyes, what kind of dream is this, how can she have such a terrible dream, Yingying's heart is like being twisted by a knife, she wants to wake up quickly and leave this cruel dream.
I picked up the chopsticks on the table without obeying the call, slowly picked up the beating heart, and put it into the black pot that was not only steaming, the water in the pot was constantly boiling, and soon the beating heart was engulfed in it, an indescribable aroma spread, and the saliva of the surrounding crowd continued to flow, and the two eyes looked at the black pot in front of Yingying dryly.
After a cup of tea, the original red heart floated out of the pot, and the color changed to white, and the heat continued to come out of the heart.
Yingying seemed to have forgotten everything, picked up the fully ripe heart with chopsticks, put it on the plate in front of her and tasted it, and after a while, the whole heart had already entered Yingying's stomach, Yingying stood up and walked out of the shop.
"Girl, welcome next time." Watching Yingying walk out of the shop, the thin man said in Yingying's ear, and the queen said to Renquan: "The things on the table are for this young lady, if you want to eat, go eat it." ”
As soon as the man's words fell, the people in the crowd kept pouring into the shop, picking up the chopsticks on the table and putting everything on the plate in the pot, they kept drooling and licking their lips, and some even picked up the unburned internal organs on the plate and put them in their mouths.
Unconsciously, Yingying came to the door of an inn, and there was a plaque of "Dead Man's Inn" hanging on the inn, and the twisted four words seemed to have ten thousand evil ghosts to break free.
The sparse crowd kept wandering at the door of the Dead Man's Inn, and the young man dressed as a young man with a white towel on his shoulder walked out of the inn, and came to Yingying's side with a huff: "Girl, you're here, our boss has been waiting for a long time, girl, please." ”
Ying Ying was a little curious, did the boss here know that he was coming, and he didn't allow her to be too much like her, and the two legs that were not under her control actually walked into the inn with her.
When Yingying stepped into the Dead Man's Inn, the diners who were eating in the inn all put down their chopsticks and kept looking at Yingying with black-framed eyes, and even some people were full of awe on their faces, and some people began to tremble when they saw Yingying.
Ying Ying came to a quaint table of eight immortals and sat down, Xiao Er didn't know when he returned to the counter and brought a menu, handed it to Ying Ying, squeezed out an ugly smile on his face and said to Ying Ying: "Whatever the girl wants to eat, we can do whatever the menu has." ”
Ying Ying looked at this Xiao Er in a daze, then lowered her head and flipped through the menu in her hand to "Dead Man's Inn Recipes" There are six words written on the red cover that seem to be flowing with blood, Ying Ying seems to be able to see that there are blood vessels on each word, red and black blood is constantly flowing in the blood vessels.
Those diners all looked at Yingying cautiously, and some took the opportunity to leave here, and the strange atmosphere made Yingying full of fear again, not knowing how to get out of this dream.
She slowly opened the recipe in her hand, and when she saw the name of the dish on the recipe, she was shocked again, did she dream of a cannibal tribe, the menu is hot with kidneys, red stewed hearts, and sour and hot liver. Yingying's scalp is numb when I look at it.
"Girl, do you want a plate of fresh human brain flowers?" I don't know when Yingying was already standing next to a middle-aged woman who was slightly rich, dressed like an outburst, the middle-aged woman's face was very strange, one side was as black as carbon, the other side was as pale as paper, and a very harsh voice was squeezed out of her thick lips.
Yingying couldn't help but be startled when she saw this woman, at this time she finally understood what many people have said, it's not your fault to be ugly, it's your fault if you're ugly and scary.
Seeing that Yingying didn't speak, the woman spoke again: "Our family's lung soup is so fragrant!" He stretched out his long thick tongue and licked his lips.
Ying Ying almost wanted to be disgusted, but for some reason she couldn't make a sound, she really wanted to scold this disgusting woman, just when she stared at this middle-aged woman viciously, the shopkeeper who had greeted Ying Ying came over with a plate of dishes.
The shopkeeper put the dish on Yingying's table, "The girl's pickled pepper fingers are here, the fingers that have just been chopped off are extremely fresh, hurry up and try them." ”
Looking at the countless pale fingers on the plate, it seemed that they could still move, the nails of the fingers were pulled out, and the fingertips revealed the red bones, the tears in Yingying's eyes fell again, the people here were too cruel, she seemed to see a living woman being pressed on the desk, her fingers were chopped off one by one, and the woman kept struggling in pain.
Smoke watched as her fingers were plucked out with pliers, and then thrown into the pot to boil, and after cooking, she was fished out and mixed with wild peppers, and the woman seemed to be able to smell the smell of meat wafting from her fingers.
"Why don't you taste the taste of this pickled pepper finger?" The middle-aged woman standing next to Ying Ying said with a weird smile on her face.
As soon as the middle-aged woman finished speaking, Yingying's hand picked up the chopsticks on the table without obeying the call, trembled and picked up a little finger, and slowly put it into her mouth.
When the finger entered her mouth, a picture appeared in her mind, in a very chic room, a good-looking girl with a knife in her hand, walking to a corner of the room, in this corner a woman who resembled a river woman was trembling and looking at the woman in horror.
The woman's knife fell mercilessly on the woman's body, red blood stained the woman's body, the woman's entire face was bloodstained, and only two eyes that were almost crazy were revealed, "Brother, we can finally be together." A sinister smile appeared on the woman's blood-stained face.
"Girl, what do you think of the taste, especially for such a person who even kills his own biological mother for his own purposes, his fingers taste very good." Yingying turned her head and looked at this disgusting woman, feeling incredible.
"The girl should have forgotten a lot of things, Xiao Er hurry up and give the girl a plate, a little fried tongue, I believe the girl must like it very much." The woman shouted to the shopkeeper beside her.
After a while, the shopkeeper came over with a delicate plate, the hot air wafted from the plate, and the reverberating aroma made all the diners in the inn stretch their noses and keep sniffing.
The green peppers on the plate are mixed with red shredded meat, and the oil is shiny, and if you don't know it's a human tongue, it might be a delicious dish.
"I think the girl must have a soft spot for this dish." As soon as the woman's voice fell, Yingying's hand couldn't help but pick up a red strip of meat, and a spicy breath rushed straight to Yingying's brain, and that breath slowly turned into a picture.
In the picture, a woman dressed as a demon in a demonic manner, twisting her waist and talking non-stop, occasionally whispering in the ears of the passing crowd, those who listened to the woman's words went home and quarreled with their families, and many people killed their own family members by mistake.
"The so-called long-tongued woman, her tongue must be delicious, what does the girl think it tastes like?" The woman looked at Yingying expectantly, but Yingying didn't speak, because she couldn't speak at all now.
"The next braised human head, I think the girl will be able to remember something after tasting it." The woman looked at Yingying, and then gave the shopkeeper a wink, and the shopkeeper walked quickly towards the counter of the inn.
Yingying's head was dizzy, but she still kept a little conscious, what the hell was going on, why was she looking forward to tasting the next dish now?