He turned around and looked at the slightly weird Song Er, and said cautiously: "Brother Song's father and eldest brother both died at the hands of demons. Brother Song is very happy?"

Song Er showed his yellow teeth and smiled and said, "The house and farmland all belong to me, of course I am happy."

It was almost evening, and the gloomy sky finally showed a little bit of sunset glow. The sunset glow was not pretty, it was too red, as if hanging a rag stained red with blood.

Zhao Chan suddenly twisted his waist and turned around, holding his belt on his shoulders and his hands on his shoulders, and cut Song Er's throat with the tightly held lacquer knife.

A hundred miles, a thousand cuts, one ounce of paint.

Zhao Chan’s lacquer knife is fast and accurate!

Just now, he suddenly figured out why Song Er gave him a strange feeling.

Song Er's speech and behavior were too cold, too unfeeling, and too indifferent. He didn't look like a living person, but like a stone without a heart and without emotion.

The number of monster troubles happening around the town is increasing, and there are many monsters that disguise themselves as humans and wander around the countryside. They all have one characteristic - they have few human emotions.

Zhao Chan traveled across mountains and rivers collecting lacquer and heard about this.

There were waves of pines and strong wind.

The lacquer knife in his hand cut Song Er's throat.

Song Er was still smiling.

Laughing very excitedly.

Stretch out your hand to grab the brave, careful, and outstanding young man.

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Zhao Chan was like a young eagle soaring with wings, or like a hungry tiger cub wandering alone in the mountains and forests. He flew up and kicked Song Er in the chest. Taking advantage of the force, Zhao Chan leaned back and immediately fled down the mountain without looking back.

Song Er smiled and looked at Zhao Chan, whose figure was covered by the pine trees, and touched his severed neck. No blood was shed: "It's my favorite cat and mouse part again."

He changed into a "human" and became a big man with monkey eyebrows, dog eyes, ox ears, leopard nose, and tiger's mouth.

……

Sun He tightened his shorts tightly, sweating uncontrollably.

"The ghost hits the wall, I am hit by the ghost and hits the wall!"

The fog was so thick and the smell was so overwhelming that he seemed to be the only one left in Shanniu Village.

Sun He's legs were shaking badly. He held on to the wall and tentatively moved forward.

The mist poured into the mouth and tasted like rotten meat.

After finally moving to a door, Sun He was surprised to see the courtyard door ajar and a candle burning inside.

There was a look of relief on his face, and he couldn't help but exert more force, and the courtyard door opened with a clang.

Sun He stood outside the door in a daze.

Tables and chairs are arranged neatly in the yard, with oil lamps burning on the tabletops, as if they are waiting for the owner to return home for dinner.

And there are tables and chairs on both sides.

The human head base was placed in the style of Jingguan, densely packed and stacked, but the last one at the top was missing.

Broken limbs and arms are one category. Immerse yourself in the pool next to the wall, and you can see floating ice cubes from time to time.

The internal organs are stored separately, including the heart, lungs, stomach, liver, kidneys... everything is included. They are cleaned extremely clean, and the dark purple blood vessels on the surface of the internal organs are clearly visible.

There were eight or nine rather large water basins. From Sun He's perspective, he could clearly see blood deposits inside, with cold water floating on them.

"Are you hungry too?"

At some point, Mr. Li stood behind him, holding the butcher's knife used to kill pigs and sheep.

Before Sun He could scream, Li Laozhang slashed at his neck with a knife.

Blood spilled and seeped into the cracks in the bluestone beneath his feet.

Lift the head and carefully place it on the top of the Jingguan.

In this way, the Rentou Jingguan was finally completed.

Mr. Li hung Sun He upside down, cut off his limbs one by one, placed a large basin underneath, and waited patiently for the blood to drain out.

Cut open the body and remove the internal organs, fearing to break even the slightest bit of skin.

After everything was done, Mr. Li smiled happily, looking quite satisfied.

The wind chimes under the eaves jingled.