Seeing the two poor men fall to the ground, the red-shirted woman smiled, scooped up the red skirt around her waist, stepped on the bench with one foot, and said to Ximenqing: "This official, don't be afraid, there are three precepts in the old lady's shop, which were set by the old lady's useless husband. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAs long as it's a wandering monk, a prisoner, or a laughing lady, I won't do it here. You are lucky to be a big official, you occupy the section of the prisoner, and you are handsome, so you are spared not to kill. As long as you leave the soft with you, but you can go to find someone to run to, I don't care about you!"

Ximen Qing didn't seem to hear her words at all, but just looked at her in a daze, still the same lifeless dead appearance.

Seeing that Ximenqing ignored her, he immediately jumped over and grabbed Ximenqing's bun and snorted coldly: "Big official, do you know what kind of place the small shop is? There is a saying in the rivers and lakes, the Tao is, 'Under the big tree, under the cross slope, who dares to go there?' The fat ones are cut into steamed bun fillings, but the thin ones are put to fill in the river!' When you enter the small shop, you enter the ghost gate and go under the nose of the king of Hades! The old lady sees that you are handsome, and has the heart to rescue you from the fire pit, but you don't know how to lift you, but you don't know how to lift you!"

After drinking, she turned her eyes, but saw Ximenqing with one hand in her arms, and she didn't know what to touch, she was a famous female bandit in the rivers and lakes, and her martial arts were also considered strong, so she immediately snatched it up. But I saw that it was a finely carved white jade virgin, and there seemed to be a lot of sadness on her face.

She didn't rob the white jade virgin, but this time, Ximenqing suddenly screamed, pounced like a mad tiger, and suddenly came to the dominatrix with a heartwarming kick!

The dominatrix didn't expect this to happen, and in a daze, she was kicked to the ground, hitting her head against the pillars of the house, and shaking off the dust of a room!

After being hit like this, the dominatrix was also furious, and shouted: "What a thing that doesn't know death, guys come out to help, drag this guy down and chop the steamed bun stuffing!"

She shouted, and more than a dozen big men suddenly poured out of the back kitchen, rushing up with boning knives.

Outside the wild shop, I saw a man with a high forehead and protruding cheekbones, and he ran over like a fly.

The dominatrix had already climbed up and scolded at the man, "You useless bastard, this thief is going to smash our shop, but where are you?"

In this shout, those guys had already rushed up, surrounded Ximenqing, knocked him to the ground, and dragged him towards the back kitchen of the wild store without saying a word.

The back kitchen is extremely expanded, and there is also a slaughtering workshop connected to it, and the walls are covered with human skins, and there are seven or eight pickled human legs hanging from it, which is not like a human being, but like a skinning pavilion of demons and monsters!

These guys stripped Ximenqing of his clothes and tied them on the stripping stool, and if there was a daredevil, he picked up a knife to bleed and dig out his heart. An old man on the side stopped him and said: "You don't care, this guy is full of pus and blood, and the smell is unpleasant, if you don't wash it clean, the meat will be cut off and smelly, how can you sell it?"

As he spoke, a few guys carried Ximenqing to the side of the pool, took the old loofah gourd, and washed it on Ximenqing.

However, after brushing it twice, I saw a pool of clear water become blood-red, and the smell of pus and blood drifted away with the wind and lingered!

The dominatrix also smelled this smell outside, and couldn't help but scold: "You lazy birds, are you just starting out in the industry, why are you so ignorant of the rules! ”

These fellows were just about to answer, but the pool of blood and water was like a living thing, and it suddenly turned up a wave of blood, drenching all those fellows in the blood!

As the blood surged, Ximenqing's body slowly left the pool and stood in front of the blood that was pouring like a ball.

The couple who opened the black shop outside heard the movement of the slaughterhouse and hurried in, but saw a ball of blood in front of them, and the black shop guys soaked in it had their eyes wide open, clutching their necks, and struggling desperately, but they couldn't break out of the blood ball.

Ximenqing turned around, looked at them stunned, and when he opened his mouth, it was an extremely cold, non-human female voice: "I originally wanted to take the opportunity of this physical body to be exiled to Salmon Island, and use the flesh and blood of the sinners on Salmon Island to reshape the heavenly body of Tujini. But it seems that in your black shop, those resentments and dead air are not much worse than those of Salmon Island?"

In the light words, Ximenqing had already walked in front of the couple, the bun on the top of his head had spread out at some point, turning into scattered snake hair, and his eyes were even more radiant, making people shudder.

The owner of the black shop screamed violently, trying to protect his wife, but at this moment, the blood suddenly opened a huge mouth with four rows of fangs, and swallowed them all violently!

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If anyone were passing by this cross slope at the moment, they would find that the dozen or so grass huts were slightly shaking, as if something was struggling in the grass huts.

And in a few breaths, the largest grass hut burst open, and among the grass stalks flying in the sky, a ball-like thing broke free from it.

Before and after the slope, tens of thousands of large earthworms wriggled together, writhing, leaving twisted ridges on the surface.

When the ridge broke, blackened earth and broken human bones gathered little by little towards the ball.

Skull, jaw, collarbone, ribs, vertebrae.

Hand bones, arm bones, pelvic bones, foot bones, thigh bones.

I don't know how many bones, and the dirt with the smell of corpses, gathered towards the ball like a living thing, and even arched the big tree that was hugged by several people!

The roots of the tree groaned and resisted, but the mud made of rotting internal organs, the bones that were stripped of their muscles and flesh, squirmed outward, and finally pushed the old tree that had fattened itself to the ground!

All the bones and corpse mud wrapped the ball of blood into something even stranger.

The hollow eyes of the human skull looked at the long-lost sky as if full of joy, and the bone fragments that could no longer be connected by joints trembled slightly, and finally turned into a sigh of gloomy satisfaction.

I don't know if this sigh expresses joy or sorrow.

Then, the white bones and corpses were covered in mud, and the large ball of blood and fresh corpses rumbled and rolled, crushing the remaining buildings of the black shop into ruins, and moved happily forward.

That's the direction of the rising sun, that's the direction of the sea, that's the direction of home.

She's going home.

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Huge balls of mud roll on the ground.

Although the ball was essentially just pus-filled blood, mud-turned corpses, rotten bones.

But this ball of mud still contains the man's memories of home.

It's not very accurate to say that the memory is not very accurate, the person who drove the mud ball died and died again, and only a little obsession remained, but I don't know what kind of opportunity it involved those remaining fragments of consciousness and became such a monster.

It wants to go back to the island nation to the east, to the mountain where it or "her" has worked hard, to the warm hut where bean rice used to be cooked.

Those fragments of consciousness were very mixed, one time it was a field full of cauliflower flowers under the warm sun of late spring, another time it was a tomb with no one to hang on in the cold moon of midwinter, and there was a thin girl, lying timidly in front of an old monk, watching the old monk slowly suck the cherry on her chest with his toothless mouth......

...... Even so, it wanted to go back there.

There was a faint sound of thunder in the cloud space, I don't know whether it was mockery or compassion.

The ball of mud ran over the fields and through the mountains and forests, but carefully avoided the cities and villages, to the east, to the east, and not to stop for a moment.

The land route to the east finally came to an end, and the mud ball stood by the shore, silent for a moment, and then began to cross the sea.

The salty sea water lapped the mud balls, and the waves gradually dissolved the rancid mud into turbid water, and then settled on the fine white sea sand along with the bone fragments, and gradually it was difficult to distinguish from each other.

There was only a puddle of blood, wrapped in a gel-like core, drifting towards the east.

Even the most eyesighted seabirds can hardly spot it in the waves.

The islands ahead.

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The highest level of the Great Song Dynasty officials stationed on Shamen Island is not Zhizhai, and the so-called "Zhizhai" is not even a formal title, but just a word coined by the people following the example of the prefect, the prefecture, and the county.

The name on the official face is to mention the Shamen Island Inspection Division under the Criminal Prison Division, but it is a miscellaneous stream from the nine products. But after looking at all roads, prefectures, states, and counties in the Great Song Dynasty, I am afraid that no inspection department can be more famous than the inspection department of Shamen Island.

Xie Mingxian, the current master of Shamen Island Village, whose ancestral home is Huiji, carefully arranges the genealogy and is still the descendant of Xie Lingyun, a famous man in the Southern Dynasty. It's just that although Xie Mingxian is also quite effective in the ambition of the ancestors, he has recited a lot of poems on weekdays, but as the Zhizhai of Shamen Island, he really can't write those light and far-reaching landscape poems, but he often recites some "Yongshui Fire Stick", "Prison Occasional Theme", "Song of Death Row Prisoners Throwing into the Sea" and the like, which is also the most elegant one among the previous owners of Shamen Island. It's just that this kind of elegance always carries such a corpse smell, and it is really difficult to find a soulmate in this world.

On this day, the weather was fine, the blue sky was like a wash, the sea and the sky were the same, Xie Dazhizhai was idle, so he pulled out a few sturdy death row prisoners and asked them to show how to cut the path and kill people when they were robbers.

Naturally, Xie Dazhizhai refused to give the prisoners serious weapons, but only told the death row inmates to bite each other with their hands, feet, and teeth.

On this barren Salmon Island, you can't see the red beauty of peonies and peonies, and you can't see the purity of narcissus and cold plums, but there is never a shortage of prisoners, and naturally there are enough red blood and white bones, which can find some poetry for Xie Dazhizhai.

At this moment, Xie Dazhizhai was looking at the two death row prisoners who were fighting together, silently arranging their feet in his heart. He just saw a death row prisoner with his arm broken, and the whole arm was twisted abnormally, so he decided to rhyme with the word "bone", but the bone word is in the sixth part of the sound, all of which are sinister rhymes, with the level of Xie Dazhizhai, it is difficult to form a sentence for a while.

While he was pondering, he smelled a strong smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

That smell of blood, even if he is used to seeing dead people and smelling dirty blood, he can't stand it for a while!

When he put away the poetry that was actually the same blood, and stood up, he saw that the entire Salmon Island was gradually immersed in a pool of pus and blood.

It's just that apart from him, those death row inmates are soaked in blood, but they seem so calm and serene.

There was a faint sound of music all around, and those blood waves rippled and danced, and the blood waves turned into small celestial girls singing and dancing, stepping over the bodies of the death row inmates and residing on the chests of the death row inmates.

Then, they used the most accurate and neat method to pull out the hearts of those death row inmates!

The tendons that make up the heart break open and float in the blood.

This scene is very strange and terrifying, but there is a sense of solemnity and solemnity, quiet and peaceful beauty.

Because all the death row inmates are very peaceful, it seems that at the moment of terminating their lives, they watched an eternal paradise beckoning to them.

But Xie Dazhizhai couldn't be so peaceful and quiet, he watched a blood-colored lotus bud that had never bloomed in the blood water gush out, and slowly approached him.

The petals, as thin as cicada wings, are translucent in sunlight, and a vague outline of indistinguishable sexual characteristics can be faintly seen.

An inorganic female voice came from the lotus bud: "It's good, although there are many people with deep karma on this island, no one can compare to you. With your help, it should be easier for me to get home. ”

Xie Dazhizhai wanted to scream and run away, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and his throat was as stuffed as a stone, so he could only watch as the lotus bud opened a small hole slightly, and then swallowed him whole like a poisonous snake devouring a mouse!

On Salmon Island, there is no one alive so far.

Only the unbloomed lotus flower in the sea of blood is quietly and attentively rooted in the blood and water, waiting for the day when it blooms.

I don't know how long later, the sky was covered with clouds, and the lotus bud trembled slightly, I don't know whether I was looking forward to the moment of the thunderstorm, or I was afraid of the thunder that was about to resound across the sea.

At this moment, someone on the sea stepped on the waves, carrying an unsheathed sword on his shoulder, and gently beating a fishing drum with green intentions in his hand.

The fishing drum sounded, the sky thundered, and in the rumbling thunder, the blood-colored lotus bud vibrate, and then suddenly swallowed all the blood and water around it into the veins of the flowers and leaves. In such a momentum, it suddenly blooms!

The blood lotus was opened, and a white jade virgin first appeared on the lotus platform, and then turned into a jade-colored brilliance, condensing and transforming like substance.

There is a girl standing on the lotus room without an inch, with a handprint in her hand, showing a dancing posture of entertaining the gods, the graceful figure and the soft waist make her perfectly integrate the two flavors of innocence and charm, and naturally reveal the appearance of the goddess.