95 Sacrifice Corridor 9 || Burning Corpses
Because of the hot weather, the fire suddenly grew larger and the two bodies were surrounded by flames. Large areas of exposed skin were burned by the fire and became unsightly in an instant.
The skin on it had been roasted, and a strange meaty aroma filled the air.
"I feel a little nauseous..." Ye Jing'an held his breath unconsciously and uttered a few words through his teeth.
Xu Yaoyu closed her eyes tightly, thinking that it would be better if she didn't look, but the smell was pervasive and she couldn't escape it. Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer and squatted aside to vomit.
Vomiting seemed to trigger a chain reaction. As expected, the newlyweds behind me squatted down one after another and vomited all over the place.
"I can't take it anymore. I'm about to throw up my gallbladder." Wu Yushan forced herself to straighten her back, her eyes dizzy. "Can we leave?"
"Yeah, there's no clue here. Should we just wait for it to burn out?" Zhao Wanqing said timidly, trying to persuade the veteran players. "What if the clue is where we live? If we're really worried, we can always wait until the fire is out and come back to check."
After she said this, the newlyweds looked at Jing Ning eagerly. As long as Jing Ning nodded, they would want to turn around immediately. It would be even better if she could go back with them.
"Your legs are on your bodies, so who can stop you from walking? Why do you need to ask for other people's opinions? Aren't you just afraid of death? If something goes wrong, there will be someone to take the blame. If I were you, if I wanted to curry favor with others, I would either be honest or do something of value."
As soon as Zhou Xia opened his mouth, the smell of a fresh shit-stirring stick hit him in the face.
Zhao Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to curse at this person, but she couldn't find the right words for a while.
Wu Yaqi was already extremely upset, and Zhou Xia's words only added fuel to the fire. "Some people are used to being treated like dogs, and some people are willing to demonstrate their value here. Let's leave them here and see if others will buy into their tricks. Wanqing, let's go."
Zhou Xia put one hand in his pocket, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at the backs of the two men leaving him with a hint of imperceptible cruelty in his eyes, which quickly disappeared.
Wu Yushan watched her sisters about to leave, then looked at the elderly people who hadn't moved, and pulled Wu Yaqi, "Why don't we wait here?"
Wu Yaqi shook her hand off and pushed her away, full of anger. "Didn't you say you were going to leave? Why not now? Who are you showing off to? Just put on some brown clothes and flush it down the toilet."
"That's not what I meant." Wu Yushan frowned and explained.
Wu Yaqi didn't want to waste any more time talking to her, so the two of them quickened their pace and headed towards the residential area.
There was a thin layer of mist floating in the air, which would not be dispelled.
Wu Yushan and He Xiaoxuan looked at each other, suppressed their nausea and chose to stay.
The old people had no time to care about the farce here, because on the other side a monk wearing a dark robe and a human bone mask was dancing facing the black river.
The dancers' steps were hurried and chaotic, their long robes sweeping across the vermilion on the ground. The vibrant red spread across the ground, as shocking as fresh blood. The burning wood behind them crackled, sending sparks flying and bringing waves of heat that echoed the dancers' passion.
The white skull on his face was slowly scanning everyone present.
The cremation lasted until six in the afternoon, the raging flames licking the two bodies in the intense heat, as if to devour them completely. The monk danced in the sun for five hours, and Yan Shuang suspected he was already half-cooked.
Fortunately, there were two dying trees nearby that barely provided shade for everyone, otherwise they would have definitely gotten heatstroke.
When the last flame died out, the monk took off the human bone mask on his head, took a tool, scooped a spoonful of ash in the middle, and then smeared the white ash on his skin little by little.
Others use foundation to whiten and cover blemishes, but this person uses ashes, which is also eye-opening for the players.
It turns out that the ashes are quite effective. The white powder that was originally washed away by sweat is now firmly attached to the skin.
There were still a few unburned bones in the fire, and the monk swept them into the river beside him with a broom, and that was the end of it.
The players sat in the restaurant, staggering here and there. Even though they hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day, they had no desire to eat the food in front of them.
Zhang Weiguo sat in his old seat, smacking his lips, eating the same set meal with great relish.
Wu Yaqi and Zhao Wanqing arrived after a long time.
Originally, there were two empty seats next to Wu Yushan, and common sense would have made them available to the four sisters. However, unexpectedly, Wu Yaqi unhesitatingly swapped seats with the two newlyweds sitting opposite her.
When she walked past Wu Yushan, she deliberately snorted coldly. Although the sound was not loud, it was loud enough for everyone around to hear clearly, making Wu Yushan's face instantly turn a little ugly.
Wu Yushan wanted to speak several times, but finally swallowed it back.
She wanted to save face, and she knew Wu Yaqi. As long as she opened her mouth, she would definitely embarrass her in public.
Dinner was tasteless. On the one hand, I felt sick after smelling the cooking fumes all day, and on the other hand, I was wondering how to deal with tonight.
After the last table of guests left the restaurant, the proprietress brought a chair and sat at the door to enjoy the cool air. Then Lin Haichen spoke, "Did you find anything?"
"No wonder the river water is so smelly and dirty. Everything is thrown into it. There is no awareness of protecting the environment at all." Ye Jing'an wiped his sunburned face with his hand.
"People here don't eat fish. Maybe they're afraid of eating someone's ancestors!" Yan Shuang ate something and gradually recovered his strength. He put down his chopsticks and said.
"That's the way it should be," Lin Haishen replied. "Where's Jingning?"
Jing Ning barely touched his chopsticks, supporting his chin with his hand. "Nothing special to find."
Wu Yaqi sneered and said sarcastically, "I thought you were so powerful."
"Oh? You talk about others like this, have you noticed anything?" Zhou Xia stared at her with interest.
Wu Yaqi felt uneasy when she was staring at her. She frowned unhappily and looked away. "I found out something on my own. Why should I tell you?"
"Yaqi..." Wu Yushan called her name.
"Do you regret not coming with me?" Wu Yaqi folded her arms.
"Yaqi, don't be like this. We all want to leave." He Xiaoxuan said, "I apologize to you on behalf of Yushan."
"Who cares?" Wu Yaqi rolled her eyes.
"I'm just an ordinary person who's afraid of death. Is it wrong for me not to leave with you?" Wu Yushan suddenly burst out, her emotions unstable. "I'm afraid of death, I cherish my life, and I just want to live a good life."
"I value my life, but I don't want to just wait for death." Wu Yaqi stood up and prepared to leave. "I also have the right not to tell you, right?"
"Of course." Lin Haishen said.
Wu Yaqi nodded and left. Zhao Wanqing hurriedly followed her out as she still had to rely on her at night.
More than a dozen people witnessed the breakdown of a friendship.
After the silence settled, Jing Ning continued speaking, finishing what he had just left unsaid, "The dance performed by the monks is an ancient dance to summon spirits."
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