Chapter 485 Performance
Yun Chen raised his head and saw that the tavern inside and outside had fallen into silence.
Cold blue-gray light shone in through the old, stained windows, illuminating the unlit lobby dimly and making all objects appear dark and blurry.
Apart from the pot in front of Yun Chen still bubbling, there was no sound anywhere else, and the atmosphere was indescribably strange.
Yun Chen slowly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, looked around, and found nothing unusual.
But her years of experience as a guard and soldier taught her:
Something is wrong.
Her intuition gave her goosebumps on the back of her neck.
She rubbed her neck and habitually wanted to pick up the sword, but her hands were empty. Then she remembered that because of the new law, women were not allowed to carry weapons, the Taiping Sword had been kept in Yan's house and was no longer carried with her.
She looked around but couldn't find anything she could use to defend herself, so she pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table and tied them up with her belt, leaving only the tips of the chopsticks facing outwards.
She weighed it twice and estimated that it could be used to kill people or for self-defense.
She tightly grasped the "dagger" made of chopsticks in her backhand, cautiously left the lobby, and retreated step by step to the door. She wanted to call Yan Shijiu and the guards, but found that the place was empty and there was no one in sight.
The surrounding mountains were covered with snow, the forests were dark, and the winter wind was howling. Apart from the increasingly dark sky and the dim lights swaying in the wind, there were no other living things.
It seemed that in this huge forbidden mountain, apart from the legendary monsters and demons, she was the only living person left.
She suddenly had an unprecedented ominous premonition. When she was considering which direction to go to find Yan Shijiu, she heard a rhythmic sound coming from her.
Click!
Click!
Click!
The sound was heavy and powerful, and it seemed particularly abrupt in the dark night of the empty mountain.
She listened suspiciously.
Normally, this kind of noise is usually a trap, designed to lure people in.
She shouldn't have been fooled, but she still heard a faint singing voice, humming a tune that she was a little familiar with, but she couldn't remember where it was, accompanied by a "clicking" sound, which was extremely strange and attracted her to walk over involuntarily.
As she got closer, the "cracking" sound became sharper and sharper.
She recognized it as the sound of bones being cut.
She followed the sound, turned around a wall, and slowly came to the back kitchen of the tavern.
Pushing open the kitchen door, the singing voice suddenly became clear, mixed with a strong smell of blood, rushing straight towards her:
"Men are strong and muscular, women are not like sheep. If they always keep a fire burning, their children will become boneless and rotten..."
The horrifying tune was like a dark and twisted centipede, desperately drilling into Yun Chen's ears.
At the same time, a bloody scene with torsos hanging everywhere appeared before her eyes.
She stood there in shock, her eyes wide open, and in her ears, she heard a thousand miserable voices commingling at once.
"Twenty thousand prisoners, two hundred thousand people need to be fed. How many days will it take to feed them?"
"The fire in the stove is getting low, poke it with a stick!"
"Heroes all have a weakness, which is that they can't bear to see ordinary people suffer. But you are not, Yun Chen, you are a coward."
"Brother Yun! Brother Yun!!!"
"Why did you sell your compatriots? Was it for money??"
"Brother Yun, promise me that you will go to the royal court to find the best witch doctor to heal Grandma!!!"
“Ah—ah—”
One by one, all the guilt, regret, despair and nightmares buried deep in Yun Chen's heart burst out like a flood at this moment, and finally exploded all at once.
In the kitchen, the cook was surprised when he saw Yun Chen, and then he naturally threw a shin bone into the pile of bones next to him, complaining in his tone, but smiling devilishly:
"Come on, just eat it. Why do you have to come and see where the meat comes from? 'Rice sheep', you eat rice, and guess what kind of meat it is? Hahahahaha——"
Amid the cook's weird laughter, Yun Chen instantly understood what he had just eaten!
That fresh and delicious taste that I have never tasted before, turned out to be... turned out to be!!
She couldn't help shaking violently, stepped back in fear, stumbled and fell on her butt in the snow, then felt her stomach churning and a strong nausea in her throat, and she couldn't help but lie on the ground and vomit.
"vomit--"
After vomiting a few times, Yun Chen collapsed completely when he thought about how eagerly and greedily he had eaten with his mouth full of grease. He scratched his throat with his fingers and beat his stomach like a madman.
Tears, snot and vomit mixed together, splashing onto the white snow.
She kept digging and vomiting, her stomach began to cramp and she felt like she was about to vomit out her internal organs.
But she didn't dare stop until she had vomited everything out and could no longer vomit. When all she could vomit out was acid with blood, her body was shaking with intense discomfort, and she finally stopped.
The cook took advantage of this and approached step by step with a bone-cutting knife.
For the first time in his life, Yun Chen forgot to resist and defend, and completely forgot all his martial arts skills.
What bravery! What cloud tiger! What great hero defending the country! All disappeared!
Only the unprecedented extreme fear and shame made her tremble like a sieve. She turned over and crawled away like a deserter.
The cook's shrill laughter followed like a ghost, but what Yun Chen heard more was Miaomiao crying "Brother Yun!", Dankou's desperate screams, the sound of the Northern Expedition soldiers' necks being twisted, and Doji's heart-wrenching and hateful roar.
Scene after scene, like a knife after a sword, fiercely stabbed into the purest soul in the world, as if trying desperately to dissect open the pure and kind flesh and blood, forcing out the most cowardly, selfish, incompetent and hypocritical her.
All her will was shattered, her vision became bizarre, and her ears were filled with the noisy sound of thousands of ghosts laughing and cursing.
She fell to the ground in a panic, and was caught up by the cook. She stared blankly at the bone-chopping knife coming towards her.
Then, she saw the cook's body tremble and slowly fall down. Yan Shijiu's tall figure appeared behind him, holding a long sword in his hand.
Yan Shijiu's expression was extremely determined. He killed the cook cleanly and neatly. Just as he was about to go forward to help Yun Chen, the waiter, the assistant and the shopkeeper who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shouting angrily, "Dare to cut off my source of income? Kill you!" and rushed towards Yan Shijiu together.
For the next quarter of an hour, Yun Chen seemed to be forced to watch the longest, dirtiest and most thrilling performance in the world.
Under the cover of darkness, the dim lights shook violently, making the human figures look hazy like withered ghosts.
Yan Shijiu's sword was sharp and decisive, as if it had divine power. He chopped down one "ghost" after another and split open all the filth.
When there was no one standing on the ground except him, he stopped panting, threw away his sword, and strode towards Yun Chen.
Facing her tear-stained face and panic-stricken helpless expression, he frowned distressedly:
"Yun Chen, don't be afraid, I'm here—I'll always be here!"
After saying that, he tentatively reached out to hug her.
For the first time, she didn't feel any rejection or refusal.
She was like a puppet that had been smashed to pieces and then glued back together. Just trying to stay upright had exhausted all her strength.
Her eyes were red and painful, tears welled up in them, rolling down, and her voice was trembling and almost breaking:
"Yan Shijiu... I've eaten people... I'm just like the Black Scale Cavalry..."
He tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and said to her in a hurry:
"Yun Chen! Don't say that! With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything! No one will know what happened today!"
After saying that, he reluctantly let go of her hand, stood up and went to turn down all the lights inside and outside the tavern.
As the fire spread and burned, gradually enveloping the kitchen full of hanging torsos, and then swallowing up the entire tavern, he went to hug Yun Chen again, trying to make his movements look natural.
She was completely unaware and was once again trapped in his arms like a lamb at the mercy of others.
He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. The firelight shone brightly on her tear-stained face. Her fragile and broken appearance was so captivating to him.
Is this the first time you really hold her?
Her body was small and soft, and her waist was so flexible that it seemed boneless. No matter how much force was applied, it was not excessive, as if it could be rubbed into her bones and blood and become one with her.
He tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and lightly kissed the tear marks at the corners of her eyes. Then, his tone was as firm as an oath, hammering every word into her heart:
"Yun Chen, everything that happened today is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me. From now on, this will be a secret between you and me. I will protect it, protect you, and protect it for the rest of my life. Yun Chen, I swear."
Yun Chen looked at him with tearful eyes, his gaze dazed, and nodded blankly.
He picked her up and carried her sideways, striding towards the courtyard on the top of the mountain and the deeper darkness.
When Yan Shijiu and Yun Chen's figures completely disappeared, the entire burning tavern looked like the fire of hell in the dark night and deep mountains.
The waiters, cooks, and shopkeepers who had already fallen to the ground and been "killed" by Yan Shijiu...
They all jumped up from the ground nimbly, easily brushed off the snow and dust on their bodies, and turned out the blood bags hidden under their winter clothes.
Regardless of whether they had been torn by Yan Shijiu or were intact, they were all thrown into the fire along with the thick winter clothes and burned cleanly.
The secret guards regained their skeleton-like figures, talking and laughing in low voices, saying "You acted too much like a waiter, you're such a lackey" and "The master's last sword was too powerful, it almost pierced my soft armor."
When Wan Chen appeared, all the secret guards immediately shut up and stopped talking.
"Mission accomplished. Before returning to Guangyulan Island, we'll conduct one final check to ensure no details or clues are revealed. If any trace is left, no one will survive!"
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