Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 58 They don't deserve good meat

Born as an ordinary mortal.

Yang Xuan grew up listening to all kinds of strange stories in the countryside, and the old people in the family often taught him not to go out at night.

Yang Xuan has also seen people killed by ghosts with his own eyes.

However, he really has never experienced such a thing personally, just kidding, how many people who have experienced it personally can live?

Bang~
Yang Xuan found that the few men who were still eating meat just now suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, twitching their limbs, and screaming from animals in their mouths.

Under Yang Xuan's terrified eyes, they slowly turned into donkeys. These donkeys struggled desperately, but couldn't get up.

I could only stare at the roof in despair, tears falling down and moistening the ground.

Before Yang Xuan could react, suddenly, a pair of big hands pinched him.

"When you enter this inn, it's up to you whether you can live or not. Now you can communicate with me with your thoughts."

"However, when I tell you to shut up, you must shut up quickly."

Yang Xuan resisted the fear and the urge to escape, and tried to convey his thoughts with his thoughts.

"Grandpa, what's your name?"

Li Jun's face darkened.

Yang Xuan immediately realized that this title is not good. They are so young, so you call them uncle?Insult people?

You can't even call him a son. He wears ragged clothes, so he doesn't look rich. What if he thinks he's still insulting him?

Considered for a long time.

Yang Xuan still followed the custom and called him weakly: "Little brother, what's your name?"

"Li Jun."

"Well, thank you very much for your life-saving grace, little brother Li Jun, little brother Yang Xuan, in the future, this little brother will be yours."

Li Jun stared coldly at Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan only felt cold all over his body, and his eyes seemed to be more terrifying than ghosts.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll say it again, whether you can go out alive depends on your creation. The horror here is beyond your imagination."

Yang Xuan hurriedly stopped the relationship.

With a snap, Yang Xuan only felt his body shake. Li Jun had already patted him on Gou Da, and said, "Hold tight and don't move."

Yang Xuan hurriedly waved his small paper hand and hugged the dog's big ears tightly.

Then, Li Jun stood up and dragged Yang Xuan's body out very calmly under the desperate eyes of several live donkeys.

into the dark haze.

Although he had turned into a paper figurine, Yang Xuan could still feel the bone-chilling cold. He didn't dare to move or speak. He just hugged the dog's ears tightly, and the little paper figurine shivered.

"Li Jun of Dog Day, why are you saving this mortal? He is not a beauty, and he can't be used after being saved." Gou Dahu's voice transmission.

Weird tone.

Li Jun's face was so cold that it could freeze.

"It's fine."

Li Jun said lightly.

Yang Xuan could also hear Gou Da's voice transmission. At this time, he was extremely lucky. It was a good thought that saved his own life!
There was silence for a moment.

The dog continued to transmit sound.

"Then you must hold your breath, hold your breath, close the pores all over your body, and pretend to be ghosts."

"Also, when you walk with this cumbersome body, can you be gentle? The ghost can hear the sound."

"Who said I was going to drag him along?"

Yang Xuan only felt a sigh in his heart, and saw that Li Jun did not know where to find an ancient weapon and quickly digged the ground.

After a while, there was a big hole.

He watched helplessly as Li Jun buried him in it, covered it with soil, and smoothed it out. There was only one tombstone left.

What does it feel like to be buried alive?
Oh no, what does it feel like to be buried alive?
Yang Xuan felt that his head was a mess, he had no words to describe his mood at the moment, he just felt so melancholy!

"This is the monster's field. I am in the field now, and she can't detect it for a while, but if I break out of the field, she will definitely be able to sense it."

"So, bury you first, and then dig you out after I've settled the matter here, it's just..."

Li Jun's words changed.

"At that time, whether you can go back or not depends on your fortune."

Yang Xuan's soul was separated from the body and possessed a paper figurine, which was equivalent to his body being in a state of suspended animation.

When a person is in a state of suspended animation, the energy consumption of his body is extremely low, but Li Jun does not know how long his body can last.

Li Jun only knows that there is a custom of three-day morgue in the folk. I think some mortals should be able to persist for three days, right?
After burying Yang Xuan.

Li Jun hid in this darkness and observed the inn. At this time, the inn looked hazy and unreal, as if it was in a state of being unreal.

exists, but does not exist in this world.

Through the wall, you can even see the scene of the backyard, the sun is still bright, and several guys are killing donkeys, skinning, chopping meat, breaking bones and making soup.

Boss Yao changed into a moon-white gown that was translucent, revealing a small red coat faintly. Her bun was also untied and tied loosely with only a blue cloth strip.

Boss Yao leaned on the meat pile, his posture was weak, and his expression was charming.

"The donkeys I collected today are not bad, but they are really young. You have picked some good meat buns, and I will deliver them to He Jun in person."

"Other meats that are slightly worse are minced, dried in the shade, and stored as rations."

After a pause, Boss Yao suddenly touched the skeleton again, frowning slightly.

"I have many followers of Yao's family. I finally killed a few good donkeys. You don't know how to be diligent and thrifty. Look at the flesh on the skeleton.

"It's just porridge, just walk through the scene. Where can those lonely ghosts eat good meat?"

"Just give some donkey bones and some blood and trough meat." Boss Yao looked like a thrifty woman who ran the house.

Li Jun was in the dark, but Boss Yao's voice in the inn could be heard far away, as if in water.

Li Jun was silent, and inserted the bronze halberd into his hair again. He quietly walked around the inn, looking for flaws, or loopholes.

Yao Jinniang's strength is unknown. If there is any hidden doorway in this inn, Li Jun has to figure it out before he can start.

Time passed slowly.

A lot of things came one after another around Li Jun, there were humanoid ghosts with missing arms and broken legs, and there was also a vague black shadow.

There are also some animal-shaped things, and some stinking ordinary walking corpses.

"Brother, borrow it!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Li Jun, he slowly turned around, and faced a huge head.

The head is carried by a headless body.

"Brother, if you're not hungry, can you give way, I haven't smelled meat for months, I'm hungry!"

"Okay, please."

Li Jun squeezed out a few words between his teeth, the head smiled politely, and walked into the inn.

"Boss Yao is really beautiful and kind-hearted. I feel sorry for me and other lonely ghosts who have not eaten. They have to make porridge once a month. I can't wait."

"Fuck's good-heartedness is just to make a name for himself. Haha, when has she donated good meat? Some of Quan Te Niang's broken bones and rotten blood."

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(End of this chapter)