When I heard the words crescent moon soup, I didn't know why, and my heart trembled, and my mind turned over and over, trying to remember some things I had heard a long time ago. As I recalled, these three words seemed to become more and more familiar.

The soup in the bowl exudes a very strong and tempting aroma, as if no one can resist it. I peeked again at the blind old man, who was crouching beside the stove, chewing something slowly in his mouth. The soup was so fragrant that I looked down and saw that chopped shallots and coriander were floating on the noodles, and little oil stars were floating around.

When I saw this, I felt a chill on my body, and suddenly remembered why the three words crescent moon soup sounded faintly familiar.

I don't know how long ago, listening to the people in the village enjoying the shade under the big tree, someone once said that chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle and sheep, including rabbits and wild badgers from the mountains, boiled meat and boiled soup, and the oil flowers that floated out must be round and slippery, only human flesh, and the oil flowers that floated out of the soup were crescent-shaped.

Thinking of this, I almost threw out the bowl of soup, Maitreya squinted and laughed, probably afraid that people would see the flaw, but his eyes glanced at me, and he blinked. Looking at the crescent moon soup in the bowl, this little shack and the blind old man instantly became gloomy.

"Uncle, this soup is very fragrant." The honest man wiped his mouth and said, "Give us another bowl, the money is not enough, I will make it up for you." "

"Say, drink, drink." The blind old man stood up and lifted the lid of the pot, and said with a pout: "Serve it yourself, drink it all, save bad things." "

A few people rushed to the stove with empty bowls, and taking this opportunity, I closed my mouth and stuck to the edge of the bowl, and when I looked up, I didn't drink a drop of soup, and it all flowed down my mouth. Look at Maitreya again, I don't know how to get this product, anyway, the bowl in my hand is already empty.

"Don't be reckless and act at the right time." Maitreya took the bowl, chewed the bun slowly, and winked at me.

I knew in my heart, but I didn't dare to show anything on my face, in those days, although there were many good people on the river beach, but those gods and ghosts had been suppressed for decades, and as soon as the policy was relaxed, they were ready to move, and they had to be carried out at all times.

"What a fragrant soup." A few people gathered around the stove and drank all the soup in the bowl in one go. There were a few pieces of meat left at the bottom of the pot, which were also fished up and eaten. Eating and drinking, everyone sat down along the wall with the satisfaction and pleasure of being satisfied, burping and smoking. The blind old man did not speak, but stood up and washed the pot, and Maitreya and I exchanged glances, and then shrank down to the base of the wall, to see what the blind old man was going to do.

"Come, brother, smoke a bag of cigarettes to refresh yourself." The honest Xiali people were very enthusiastic and held cigarette pouches to us. I quickly excused myself, and after drinking the two bowls of soup, several of them had mouths full of oil. When I think about the rumors of crescent moon soup, I feel that my stomach is turning upside down, my throat is itchy, and I want to vomit.

A few people were chatting while smoking, about two bags of cigarettes, and they were a little wrong, their eyes were straight, their tongues were as big as if they were drunk, and they spoke upside down. The blind old man squatted indifferently and watched, and gradually, several people closed their mouths one after another, staring straight ahead.

"How many of you, are you all full?" The blind old man stood up slowly, and smiled miserably: "In the world, there is no food for nothing." "

Several people were speechless, their eyes were completely straight, and they were sluggish without a trace of life.

"Come on, come on, give yourself an account, and you should pay for our food"

The blind old man whistled, raised his feet and got out of the other side of the shack, and several men walked stiffly, one by one, following the blind old man. I don't know the specific situation, and I can't figure out the reality of the blind old man, and if he flees in a hurry at this time, the consequences are unknown. Maitreya is really a good actor, and his eyes are stunned as if he is stupid, but he secretly waved his hand at me, signaling that I am calm.

Behind the shack is the locust forest, many years old forest, the blind old man walked towards the depths of the forest with his hands behind his back, and the people behind him followed slowly.

When I walked to the depths of the forest, I vaguely saw a figure in front of me, and the blind old man said slowly: "Big Niu, I've brought you skins." "

"Hmm." The figure was tall and strong, and the urn responded angrily, and then turned around and walked this way, this person was about thirty years old, stocky like an iron tower, with a beard on his face, shirtless, wearing a leather water fork, holding a bright pig-killing knife in his hand, and saying as he walked: "Few, are there any sturdy ones?" "

"They are all strong men, you pick by yourself." The blind old man stepped aside, and there seemed to be a carpentry stall, a mess of tools, and a half-finished wooden shelf.

I stood behind a few people, afraid to stick my head out and look around, and when I saw the scene in front of me through the gap, my skull almost exploded. That scene can no longer be described as gloomy and terrifying, just like the legendary Shura Field, bloody and cruel to the extreme.

On an old locust tree with a crooked neck, there are three pieces of bloody flesh hanging, and the countrymen sometimes kill sheep, and when they catch a large carp, they will hang the sheep above and below in this way, so that it is convenient to disembowel and peel the skin. The three pieces of flesh were blurred with blood, but their limbs and heads could still be faintly distinguished.

Hanging from the tree were three people who had been skinned!

I was immediately nervous and couldn't control myself, I had seen a lot of terrible things, but this was the first time I had seen such a bloody scene. The stout man came over with a knife in his hand, and pinched and patted several people one by one as if he were choosing an animal.

"This is not good, the skin is too thick, this is not good, the skin is loose when it is peeled off, this age is too big" The stout man said something wrong while picking, and walked to the side of Maitreya, he reached out and patted Maitreya's face, and pulled the fat on Maitreya's body, grinning and said to the blind old man: "This is okay, fat is a little fat, peel off the skin and first use the shelf to support, and you can use the skin tightly." "

"Then you can start with him first, and the rest of the few will be used to make do, now is the flood season, and there are fewer people rushing to the feet, so it will be a little." The blind old man was banging on the wooden shelf, and now I could vaguely distinguish that he was making it as if it were a sedan chair, and when the shelf was finished, the outside would be covered with a sedan cloth. Looking at the wooden shelves, and then at the three skinned people hanging from the old locust tree, I guessed that the skinned people were to be used to cover the sedan chair.

"Come here." The strong man shouted at Maitreya, turned around and left, maybe Maitreya didn't expect that after being calculated by the blind old man, he would be taken here to skin directly, and he couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as the strong man turned around, Maitreya suddenly moved, shook his hand and pulled out a knife, and stabbed the strong man in the back of the heart.

Maitreya's skills were very fast, and the strong man had no defense, and the half-foot-long knife completely stabbed into it. As soon as Maitreya moved, I also ran over, picked up a stone with my hand, and smashed it hard at the back of the man's head. After two heavy blows in succession, although the man was very strong, he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground like a blood gourd.

The blind old man was a chicken thief, and when he saw that something was going on here, he didn't even ask, he lost the carpenter's tools in his hand and ran away. Anyway, there was already a commotion, there was no taboo at all, Maitreya and I chased after him, the blind old man was very familiar with the environment here, running back and forth around the dense trees. I thought to myself that since he was tying up a sedan chair, it had something to do with carrying away Qiqi's sedan chair, and he had to ask alive.

I didn't chase Maitreya easily, I was not familiar with the terrain, and I had to always be on guard against the blind old man. After chasing for a few minutes, the blind old man was obviously short of breath, after all, he was old, his legs and feet were not as good as ours, and he couldn't run when he ran.

"Old thing, how long can you run!" Maitreya's spirit immediately lifted, as long as he increased his strength, he could catch up with the other party.

In my heart, I am not only impatient because of Qiqi's affairs, but also hate this old man's silent scourge of human life. Good people are brought into the forest and skinned like animals. In any era, such a thing is outrageous. So I held my breath, and planned to clean up this old blind man after I caught him.

"You are looking for death" The blind old man ran out of breath, but his mouth was still stiff and refused to let go, and he circled around a few trees. Maitreya and I didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and we chased after him.

The blind old man probably couldn't outrun us, and in his hurry opened his mouth to make a whistle, which in the silence of the night went far away. My heart tightened, and I felt that the blind old man was calling for helpers. For this old forest, Maitreya and I are very unfamiliar, and we can't help but be on guard.

Only two minutes after the whistle sounded, a fast-moving sedan chair swished out of the depths of the forest. I don't know if it's the one we saw in the middle of the night, but it looks like it can't be wrong. The sedan chair ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye it came to the front, and the blind old man rolled over and got into the sedan chair. The sedan chair barely stopped, and continued to carry the blind old man into the distance.

This time, it should be the closest I got to the sedan chair, and I clearly saw that the things carrying the sedan chair suddenly looked like people, and they were still wearing clothes, but their legs were very short, so they ran very steadily. Inadvertently, one of the "things" carrying the sedan chair looked back at us, and by the moonlight above my head, I saw at once that the eye sockets of the thing were empty, without eyeballs, like two black holes, in short, very seeping.

Maitreya and I hesitated, and the four things had already run to the front with their little short legs and carrying the sedan chair. This is the only opportunity and must not be missed. As soon as I thought of the timid face of the thin Qiqi, my heart burned like a fire, and I continued to chase after the sedan chair desperately.