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As soon as Meng Yan returned to Diaojiaolou, he was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

He never thought that this remote and quiet town could have such a boiling side. All the villagers had joyful expressions on their faces, and they could already feel their strong emotions just by standing nearby.

There are seven or eight long tables lined up. Steamed pork and beef are cut into large pieces and placed in a basin. The rice wine glutinous rice cakes come out in a variety of patterns. The students are shivering like grasshoppers in the autumn wind, being squeezed in the crowd and constantly pushing the wine cups. .

Only Ruishen was left with a large space, like a seat specially reserved for Meng Yan.

In Meng Yan's eyes, this meal was no different from the Hongmen Banquet, especially after discovering the truth and returning to the villagers, it required quite enough courage and courage.

When the students saw Meng Yan coming back, their eyes were shining brightly, full of expressions of asking for help.

Meng Yan's expression changed quickly. At first glance, he looked like the locals, and they were all extremely excited.I saw him sitting next to Ruishen with a strong horse, reaching out his hand to stop the villagers who wanted to pour alcohol on the students.

"Everyone is too polite. We are new here. How can we ask someone to toast? We should toast you." He smiled and snatched the flagon from an old man's hand, poured a few bowls, and actually talked with the villagers. They came and went to persuade them to drink.

The fake college students were all dumbfounded, not knowing what Meng Yan was playing.

Meng Yan didn't care about the surprise of the others, but just stared at the villagers as they drank the rice wine from the jug.Suddenly, he tilted his hand, as if accidentally hitting it, and the wine spilled on his arm.

Many women have already rushed to wipe him with handkerchiefs.

Meng Yan pretended to refuse but still greeted, and after a long delay with the girls, he glanced at the skin of his arm.

There was no tingling, no redness, and the smell of volatile liquid was normal.

This is a simplified version of the skin test method, which can roughly identify whether it is harmful to the human body. In addition, seeing the villagers swallow their stomachs with their own eyes, Meng Yan's high-hanging heart was relieved. It seems that this group of people didn't want to be so fast. hands on.

If there is any abnormality in the wine, it proves that something will happen tonight.

Meng Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this is a normal banquet, but singing and dancing at the funeral is not considered "normal".

Seeing Meng Yan drank and put down his chopsticks, Lin Manshu gave him an anxious wink, and after receiving a soothing response, everyone dared to eat together.

Ruishen sneered in the festive atmosphere, causing Meng Yan to turn his head to look at him.

The gentle and polite man in the eyes of others suddenly stabbed Meng Yan, "You are really worried."

Meng Yan... Was it wrong to save your lives?

He knew that Ruishen must have understood the intention of what he did just now, because his and Ruishen's thoughts were always on the same line, and they never had to explain too much.

Meng Yan was a little hesitant to respond to his words, a typical kindness that was not rewarded.But he didn't care about Ruishen, he didn't even give him a look, and instead continued to deal with the villagers trying to dig out information.

The meal was like a gust of wind passing through the country, and the dishes were passed on like a flowing water mat. Not only Aunt Li was sweating profusely, but also more than a dozen experienced workers and peasant women were busy working without touching the ground, and this was able to serve more than 200 people in the village.

As the sky gradually changed, Meng Yan drank a jug of wine properly, and he pushed back everything else.Without exception, the villagers around him were stupefied and stunned by him, leaving Lin Manshu and the others stunned, not knowing where to look.

Finally, when the sun went down over the mountaintops, the revelry cooled down.

When the undertaker "Dong Lang" was brought out by Aunt Li, everyone knew that the main event was coming.

People consciously cleaned up the dishes and evacuated the table, leaving a large space, and gathered around the tree stump that was felled in the morning.The Lusheng team in the village also picked up their instruments and played ancient music with a little drunkenness.

Three tall and strong men followed behind Dong Lang, each with a big bone-chopping knife on their backs, looking fierce.

Meng Yan called the other people together and stuck close to each other.

Participating in this ceremony is a doomed result. It is safer to temporarily pretend to be ignorant in front of the villagers than to lead people away and cause 200 people to chase and kill them.

He took a long breath, but held it in his chest in the next second.

Because the horse cutter brought a colt.

The foal was maroon, its tail drooped limply and remained motionless, but its eyes were very intelligent and turned straight.As if it knew what fate it was going to face, it had already shed tears, and the whites of its eyes were bloodshot.

The horse chopper pulled down the iron chain forcefully, and the horse "squirmed". It was fat and strong, but as if its four legs had been broken, it crawled on the ground twisted, and staggered along with the iron chain. direction forward.

It was tied to a tree stump, and the short distance of more than ten meters had already caused the horse to spit out wild animal-like breaths.

Lin Manshu was covered in hairs. She was frightened by the pony's wriggling and crawling. That...was not a pose that animals could make at all.

She grabbed the corner of Meng Yan's clothes in fear, but Ruishen ripped it off.

Rao was Meng Yan, who frowned upon seeing such a scene, staring at Maju closely.But Ruishen's eyes didn't even change, he just said indifferently to Lin Manshu, "Quiet."

Lin Manshu didn't dare to speak out at this time, let alone disobey this man who was more frightening than the horse cutter.

Li Qing and Lu Ren next to them couldn't stand it either, their legs were trembling together, and they couldn't help but want to run, but there was a wall of people behind them, and they couldn't get out at all!

At this moment, the old Dong Lang spoke.

"After singing the "Horse Classic" in the morning, the horse already knew why he had to leave and what mission he was carrying. Now that the banquet is over, it's time to start cutting the horse."

The horse-choppers were waiting for this sentence, and as Dong Lang sang the first line of "King Yalu's Spiritual Sutra", the broad-bladed sword suddenly slashed down!

In an instant, the pony let out a cry like a pig being slaughtered, so tragic that Lin Manshu's knees softened and she almost fell to the ground.

The horse cutter was very skillful. This knife seemed fierce, but it avoided the vital point.The horse chopping ceremony is not something that can be done simply and neatly. The whole ceremony will last from half an hour to several hours, and the chopped horse will have to go through a torture that does not exist in hell.

Before the pony could recover, another knife fell.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere...

The ceremony in front of me can no longer be described in words, and no words can describe such a primitive and cruel appearance.

The iron-like giant was caught by two people, and they began to grind from the soles of the horse's feet. When the hooves were gone, the flesh was crushed, and when the flesh was gone, the bones were ground.The pony's body continued to accumulate meat and bone meal, mixed with blood to form a strange mud.

The howling of the foal was louder than louder, and in the end it was almost like a movement that a living thing could make. What roared from the chest was extreme fear and pain, tearing the eardrums of everyone present.

The villagers cheered and laughed wildly, while Meng Yan and his party were stunned by the impact, as if roots had taken root in their feet, and they couldn't move.

The horse-chopping master's methods were not limited to this, and he continued to use bizarre props to execute torture.There are pipa hooks, steel clamps, and bone crushing hammers. While torturing the horse, I watched the progress of the huge setback.

Until the foal had lost its limbs and only its body was left, the horse cutter fell with another blow.This knife split the horse's chest, exposing the steaming internal organs, but the horse was still alive at this time.

Don't look at the blood-red grassland with internal organs scattered all over the place, Dong Lang's expression became more and more crazy. This can't be called a funeral, but like some kind of fanatical sacrifice ceremony. It is not the original intention to return the soul of the deceased to the land of the ancestors. The most important thing is to dedicate a share of pain and despair to the ancestors.

Lin Manshu was horrified to find that none of the villagers felt disgusted or fearful of what happened in front of them. Instead, they seemed to be watching some exciting drama.

There was no pity in their eyes. Lin Manshu felt that even if the victim was a living person, the villagers would applaud.

As if returning to the light, Maju's eyes suddenly caught Meng Yan's group standing out of the crowd, and its growl became louder, trying to attract the attention of these people and seek a chance of life.

But the time is almost up, and the horse cutter will not give it a chance.

The foal's throat was so damaged that it couldn't make a sound, and it squirmed with the last of its strength, breaking the iron chain into a straight line.

Dong Lang and the horse cutter exchanged glances, the ceremony lasted for an hour, enough time.

The final blow finally came.

Meng Yan's heart was beating wildly, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only the hollow body of the horse and the horse's head rolling down in the distance.

The ceremony is over.

Except Ruishen, the faces of the other four people were all extremely pale, as if their souls had temporarily left their bodies, and they were temporarily confused by the excitement of the too bloody scene.

This is completely different from the feeling of killing pigs during the Chinese New Year. People kill animals for meat.The horse cutter is different. What he pursues is the pain of the prey under the knife. How come it is beyond the scope of human nature. Meng Yan has not seen a sadistic method for more than 20 years, and today he has completed it all at once.

Lu Ren was stunned. He had seen pigs and chickens killed before, but this ceremony broke the bottom line and could scare a big man to the ground.

The crowd dispersed slowly, Lin Manshu came back to her senses, and suddenly vomited on the ground with a "vomit", and Li Qing was with her.The two of them almost vomited out their guts together, and their hair was soaked in cold sweat.

They didn't know how they got back to the room, but they only remembered that Meng Yan had been talking with Aunt Li for a long time...

They didn't know how they fell asleep. Their spirits exceeded the critical value, so they were not sleepy, but coma.

At daybreak, the nightmarish memory didn't fade away, instead it was entangled in my mind and couldn't fade away.

Everyone washed their faces and dressed in silence, and it was no different from the past, but a certain part of their hearts changed forever after seeing a scene that they could not even imagine.

Without Meng Yan calling, they came to the team leader's room by themselves.

None of them mentioned what happened yesterday, they just breathed the air in the same room silently.

Meng Yan broke the tranquility at this moment, "There is no traffic in the village, find a chance to go out with me."

Lin Manshu nodded slowly, "I believe in your decision."

Meng Yan "Thank you."

The door was knocked several times, and it was Aunt Li who came.

Holding a big basin, she said with a radiant smile, "This is ready-made horse meat. It belongs to our daughter. Haven't you had breakfast yet? Try it!"

Aunt Li put down the basin, hummed a little tune and left, leaving only the hot and fragrant meat.

Lu Ren was very irritated by Aunt Li's attitude. He didn't understand how this village woman managed to plan all this without changing her face.

He kicked the meat basin over, and the cooked meat immediately scattered and rolled down, and one piece rolled to Meng Yan's feet.

Meng Yan looked down, and there seemed to be vague black and blue patterns on the skin.

Like a sweet, girly name.