Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 5 Punishment for breaking taboos
"I don't think that little brother looks like a shepherd, he's so skinny, we can't accommodate a shepherd here." The man holding the bowl laughed foolishly.

In other words, there is no room for cannibalistic aliens here.

If it is determined that Yu Ziqing is a cannibal shepherd, he will dig a hole and bury him.

Because before, no shepherd dared to really step into the village.

"The first time I saw him, I knew he was not a shepherd, no shepherd would be so weak, and..." The old man paused for a moment, grinning and showing his broken teeth.

"He has been protecting the old sheep. I knew that he and the shepherd were not of the same family. It was probably brought by the shepherd and kept by his side for work. The old sheep was probably a member of his family. He said It should be true that I am a captive cook."

"Speaking of which, why are you so old this time? I heard that something big happened outside. How big is it?" The man holding the bowl scratched his head.

"Do your job well, and don't worry about anything else." The old man tapped the man lightly with his crutches, and the smile on his face also subsided: "The shepherd died, and something serious happened again. You don't need to worry about these, you just need to take care of them." We need to manage the affairs of the mine well, the work cannot be stopped, the quantity cannot be reduced, and the next time the people who come to pick up the goods should be here soon.”

"okay."

……

Yu Ziqing was sleepy and tired. In addition, the air in the cave was turbid, but the temperature was not low. After a while, he fell into a coma between half asleep and half awake.

After more than an hour, footsteps came from outside the door, Yu Ziqing suddenly woke up, touched the old sheep with one hand, and held the dagger at his waist with the other.

"Little brother, the hot water is ready, do you want it?"

"Okay, thank you." Yu Ziqing walked out of the cave, took the hot water in the wooden bowl, and thanked the short man: "Thank you, brother. My name is Yu Ziqing. What's your name?"

"Everyone calls me Erhan. My grandpa is the head of the village. You have to rest for a day, and then start working. There are no idlers here. What will you do?"

Yu Ziqing was a little surprised, he seemed to have answered this question.

"I used to be a cook."

"Cook, that's fine. Judging by your arms and legs, you probably won't be able to get out of the mine. From the day after tomorrow, you can follow those old women." Erhanhan smiled, turned and left.

Yu Ziqing took the hot water, sniffed it, took out the dry biscuits that were as hard as stones in the bag, soaked them slowly from the edge of the dry biscuits, and ate them in small bites when they were softer, and then continued soaking.

I didn't feel too hungry, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so I continued to soak some and let the old sheep get up to eat.

"Old man, eat something before going to sleep."

After the old sheep ate a little, the front hoof pointed to his throat, and scratched a few words on the ground.

"Chop open with a knife, two inches above the skin, and half an inch below the skin, there is no difference."

After speaking, fearing that Yu Ziqing would not be clear, he used his hoof to mark the position under his throat for a while.

Yu Ziqing pondered for a while.

"Old man, are you trying to break the evil law? Can't you break it at once and do it in several times? Can you still do this?"

Lao Yang nodded, and went to find the meat-cutting knife in his bag, biting it and handing it to Yu Ziqing.

"Can this work?"

The old sheep didn't talk nonsense, and fell directly on the ground, with his head up, and one hoof pointed at the position that needed to be cut.

"Are you in such a hurry? Why don't you cultivate for a while before talking?"

Lao Yang kicked Yu Ziqing, and continued to raise his head, waiting for his throat to be slit.

Holding the knife in his hand, Yu Ziqing gestured for the depth and position. Judging from his knife skills, it should be pretty close.

When the blade fell, a two-inch long bloody hole suddenly appeared on the old sheep's throat, half an inch deep under the skin, and the size was just right.

The old sheep grunted, stiffened and remained motionless, allowing the blood to gush out, but within two or three breaths, a black light surged on the wound, and the wound healed again, leaving only a thin trace, and the old sheep also Getting up from the ground, a hoarse and old voice sounded.

"I may not be able to bear the pain of peeling the skin now, but I can still bear the pain of cutting the bones."

"Old man, you haven't told me this trick before."

"I'm telling you what to do. With those shepherds around, I will definitely die if I open my mouth. Even those shepherds don't know about this method. I didn't plan to open my mouth at first. This time I cut off two inches of skin. Next time, if I peel the skin To break the evil method, you have to enter the flesh and blood, but you can't do it if you don't speak."

"Sir..."

"Just call me Lao Yang, it's good." Lao Yang walked to the entrance of the cave and glanced outside.

"Anyway, you remember two points.

Aren't you always asking about the method of practice?If you find the method of practice here, don't practice anything except the method of nourishing your body, eat more to nourish your body first, otherwise you will be courting death.

I'm afraid you can't help it, don't know the severity, ruin your future, and seek your own death.

Second, don’t meddle in the business here, after you’ve recuperated, bring enough supplies, and hurry up, don’t wait for spring, it will be too late. "

After explaining these few words, Lao Yang fell into the haystack, and slowly closed his eyes with heavy fatigue in his eyes.

"Old sheep? Old sheep?" Yu Ziqing was startled, and quickly called out twice.

"Call me a hammer, it's the same if you get stabbed." The old sheep raised his eyelids, muttered angrily, turned around, and fell into a deep sleep.

"..."

Yu Ziqing didn't continue to quarrel with Lao Yang, and the knife was probably not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Lao Yang taught him Mandarin, taught him writing, and taught him a lot of miscellaneous knowledge. He learned quickly, and Lao Yang was happy to teach him, but he didn't teach Yu Ziqing any practice methods.

Lao Yang said that he didn't know either, otherwise he wouldn't have no Qi refining, he was just an ordinary person who taught.

Yu Ziqing took it as true and never asked about it again.

With a warm nest, looking at the old sheep, Yu Ziqing also knew that there was no danger for the time being, and now he could finally sleep soundly. He slept for seven or eight hours at a stretch, and did not wake up until his hungry stomach cramped. .

Walking out of the burrow, there was a noise coming from a distance. Yu Ziqing grabbed a handful of dry biscuit crumbs that he slowly collected, drank a few sips of water, sipped the crumbs bit by bit, and walked towards the crowd.

When he reached the edge of the crowd, he stretched his neck to take a look, and there was a thin and skinny man inside. The man was skinny, his eyes were a little dull, and there was still saliva in his mouth.

The crowd at the back moved out of the way, and Erhan came with the support of the chief.

"Li Chang, this man went to the back mountain to steal white meat."

The chief sighed and nodded to Erhan, who immediately turned and left, the chief looked around and raised his breath.

"If you don't want to work, you have nothing to eat. If you don't have food to eat, you go digging white meat. This is the biggest taboo here, so there is no way to do it. We can only let him eat the last meal, at least not starve to death."

The people around were silent, and Yu Ziqing was still sipping the crumbs of the dry cake little by little, letting his saliva slowly soften the crumbs. He remembered that Lao Yang had to remind him after being stabbed, so it was purely Watch the excitement, and get to know the people and things here by the way.

Not long after, Erhan came with a steaming wooden tray. On the tray was a bowl of ice water with ice cubes, and another stone bowl was covered with a stone lid.

Lichang opened the lid, and there was something yellow and orange inside. At first glance, it looked like old tofu, or yellow rice sticky cake. Lichang held a pair of iron chopsticks and rolled it, and the heat was accompanied by the aroma of grains and The fragrance of oil spreads.

The chief picked up a piece the size of half a fist, rolled it lightly in the ice water, and the scorching heat dissipated, he took the food between his sandwiches, and handed it to the mouth of the skinny man on the ground.

The other party was out of his mind, and after smelling the aroma, he swallowed the big piece of food in one gulp without waiting for his brain.

With a grunt, without seeing him chewing, the food has already slipped down his throat and into his stomach.

However, in just a few breaths, this person suddenly began to struggle violently, with an inhuman hooting sound from his throat, and hot air gushed out of his mouth, after struggling for a while, this person was completely silent .

Yu Ziqing silently sipped the crumbs, watching quietly like everyone else.

This person was scalded to death by that mouthful of unknown food.

Standing so far away, you can feel the heat. That thing is definitely hotter than boiling oil. If you say it is a mouthful of freshly baked magma, Yu Ziqing thinks it looks like it.

The color of that person's skin centered on the stomach is obviously different from that of the surroundings, and the internal organs must have been scalded...

Moreover, such a large piece was swallowed in an instant, probably not just because the man was so hungry that he didn't even chew it.

After finishing the matter, the chief turned around and left.

Some people dispose of the corpse silently, and others are doing what they should do, everything is in order.

Erhan saw that Yu Ziqing hadn't left yet, and walked over with the tray.

"Brother Yu, let's go, just to show you around."

"OK."

After walking a few steps, Erhan held the tray in one hand, picked up the bowl of water with the other, and poured it to the side.

The icy water fell on the ground and quickly condensed into a thin layer of ice. The dense cold air evaporated and turned into bunches of frosty shoots that climbed along the ground and climbed around. In just one breath, a layer of ice was covered within a seven or eight foot range. Frost.

Holding the tray, Erhan quietly opened a gap on the lid of the rice bowl. In an instant, it seemed as if a charcoal fire that had burned to the ground suddenly appeared, and the heat gushed out along with the aroma.

Erhan couldn't help swallowing.

"We can't even eat this yellow rice cake, it's so cheap."

Yu Ziqing stood aside, feeling a burning pain in his cheeks, but just took a close look, as if he had been scalded.

Can this kind of thing really be eaten?

Glancing quietly at Erhan, he didn't seem to feel the heat at all, and there were only two words on his face.

want to eat.

Thinking of the head of the village who couldn't stand stably just now, needed a cane, and needed someone to support him, not only stood closer, but also did it himself, and he didn't seem to feel the heat.

In addition, those people who peeled and dispelled evil methods before were able to lift weights lightly.

Yu Ziqing couldn't help asking secretly.

Are the people here really ordinary people?
When did ordinary people become so outrageous? Could it be that the ordinary people I met a few months ago were all fake?

Recall again, before entering here, I walked through the pitiful abyss of despair, as well as the merciless treatment of people who eat white meat here.

After Yu Ziqing connected the entire string of information, he then filled in some missing details in the middle.

Suddenly there was a bold association.

The only way in and out is the abyss of despair on the left, and the forest of death on the right.

Cannibals will definitely not be able to get out.

That pathetic abyss of despair appeared too coincidentally, right?
(End of this chapter)