weird world corpse

Chapter 22 Enter
Fang Mu followed the merchant, all the way out of Jinglong County, and came to a wilderness.

Ahead was the winding dense forest, and the merchant never turned his head back, still walking forward with his head buried.

The woods on both sides are like weird ghost hands, and they start to sway from side to side as the wind blows.

The deeper you go into the woods, the more uncomfortable you feel.

The surrounding darkness gradually faded, and the trees on both sides were stained with blood.

The blood didn't solidify, but flowed down from the top of the tree.

The chirping of birds and insects also slowly disappeared, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.

After walking for a while, the original silence disappeared and was replaced by noisy voices.

The sound was very subtle at first, but the further you went inside, the louder it became, and in the end it seemed to be echoing in my ears.

The merchant's footsteps quickened, and within a few steps, he had already disappeared at the end.

Fang Mu frowned, the way of disappearing was not by running far, but by disappearing without a trace at all.

The noisy sound continued, and when it reached a critical point, the noisy sound became more textured.

The surrounding trees disappeared, and the scenery gradually became clear.

Bustling city, a bustling city!
On the noisy street, there are all kinds of stalls lined up on both sides, and various vendors are selling on the stalls.

Behind the stalls, there are shops one after another. The shops are full of fire, and there are constant noises.

There are still bustling crowds on the street, stopping at stalls from time to time.

It was originally a lively atmosphere, but in Fang Mu's eyes, it was different.

Whether it's the people in the stalls or shops, or the people walking on the street, their appearance is extremely terrifying.

There is a huge blood hole in the chest of every individual trader. The blood hole is hollow, and the eyes can pass through it from one end.

The flow of people on the street is different, and each of them looks different.

Some had wounds on their necks, some had broken hands and feet, and some had blood holes in their eyes.

The wounds of the vendors are all on the chest, but the wounds of the flow of people are different.

In a word, they are not human!
The wounds of these vendors reminded Fang Mu of Butcher Zhao's death, and his heart was also taken out.

Fang Mu couldn't help thinking of a legend circulating in Jinglong County - the ghost market.

Human beings have their own way, and ghosts also have their own way.

Just as people have their downtowns, so do ghosts.

Here, ghosts can be traded, bought and sold, even similar to ordinary people, but the only difference is...

Ghost City - Strangers should stay away!
After entering, it may be uncertain who is the guest and who is the cargo.

The surroundings were still noisy, even after Fang Mu came in, no one noticed what was going on at his side.

Fang Mu took two steps, and politely moved away from all the strange things he encountered, as if he regarded him as a part of this ghost city.

After walking along this street for a while, Fang Mu suddenly stopped and stopped in a stall.

The stall is small and covered with meat hung from iron hooks.

A middle-aged man was holding a butcher's knife and was chopping pork on the stall. There was a huge blood hole in the middle-aged man's chest.

Fang Mu frowned and said, "Butcher Zhao?"

This middle-aged man is none other than Butcher Zhao.

At this time, Zhao Butcher was looking dull, chopping meat mechanically.

After Fang Mu spoke, Butcher Zhao raised his head stiffly and looked at him with dull eyes.

The pig-killing knife in his hand stopped, and Butcher Zhao didn't speak.

Fang Mu fell into deep thought...

The dead Butcher Zhao actually appeared in the ghost market, and he suddenly had a guess.

Could it be... After the merchant killed people through paper dolls, the person he killed became strange and came to this ghost market.

The deaths of these traders were all blood holes in their chests, and it was obvious that the fatal factors were exactly the same.

Fang Mu swiped the ghost thorn in his hand, and it easily slashed across Butcher Zhao's body without causing any harm to Butcher Zhao.

"It's nothing, is it a rule-like weirdness?"

At the moment when Yin Gui's thorn passed by, Fang Mu had a judgment.

Butcher Zhao still looked at Fang Mu blankly, but the knife in his hand suddenly chopped on the chopping board next to him, making a loud thud.

"Money, money……"

The dull voice came out of Butcher Zhao's mouth, making the blood on his chest flow even more.

Fang Mu thought for a while, and took out the four blood-stained copper coins in his arms.

Because one was given to guide the way, only four remained.

This action immediately triggered a huge reaction, and the originally noisy street became quiet in an instant.

The weird people around were stunned, all looking greedily at the blood-stained copper coin in Fang Mu's hand.

Fang Mu tried to grab the nearest strange thing with his hands, but unfortunately he went straight through and did not trigger the corpse touch technique.

"It seems that the rules are still not broken."

The weirdness of rules naturally needs to be cracked with rules.

"Guest officer, what do you want!" Butcher Zhao's eyes turned greedy, staring at the blood-stained copper coin in Fang Mu's hand.

Fang Mu didn't answer.

"Guest officer, what do you want!"

This time, Butcher Zhao's voice became urgent, and the butcher's knife on the chopping board was also in his hand.

Fang Mu still didn't answer.

"Guest officer, what do you want!!!"

Butcher Zhao asked again. His body had already leaned out of the booth, the butcher's knife in his hand was getting closer, and the blood hole in his chest was bleeding profusely.

Not only Butcher Zhao, but all the weird onlookers surrounded Fang Mu three layers in and three layers out.

There was greed and coldness in their eyes, it seemed that if something happened to Fang Mu, they would take advantage of it and loot all the blood-stained copper coins on Fang Mu's body.

"Guest officer, what do you want!!!"

When he asked the question again, a ferocious look appeared on Butcher Zhao's face.

Fang Mu stretched out a finger, causing the weirdness around him to freeze.

Zhao Butcher shrank his body back, his expression also returned to dull, waiting for Fang Mu's answer.

If Fang Mu's answer is wrong, there will still be a crisis next.

"Chop five catties of meat for me, lean meat, all chopped into a puree state, without a trace of fat." Fang Mu said slowly, and at the same time threw the blood-stained copper coins in his hand, and repeated: "Remember , not a trace of fat."

"it is good!"

Butcher Zhao nodded stiffly, took a half-fat piece of pork from the iron hook at the top, and skillfully cut off the lean meat.

"Do Do Do Do..."

The butcher's knife collided with the chopping board, and there were constant knocking sounds.

The blood from Zhao Butcher's chest flowed out visible to the naked eye, and flowed onto the chopping board, wrapping the pork on the chopping board.

The blood mixed with the pork, looked more and more permeable.

At this time, Zhao Butcher's face became paler.

After a while, the meat had been chopped. Butcher Zhao took a piece of oily paper stained with blood, wrapped the pork, tied it with straw rope, and slowly handed it to Fang Mu.

A bloody hand stretched out, and a dull voice came: "Okay, give me the money."

　I am used to spreading out cheat settings slowly, don't rush.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)