Pig feet are not human series

, did not rush to do it immediately, but tore off the white blisters on his hands and feet. Even if he accidentally tore the flesh sometimes, Wang Ming didn't feel it, and let the blood flow down.

Only Mr. Monster would feel distressed. He knelt down, grabbed Wang Ming's ankle, and held the broken skin in his mouth.

During this period of getting along, he became more and more like a human being, taking care of Wang Ming's daily life, and every day he did not know where to get meat, stewed soup, and fed Wang Ming mouthful.

Wang Ming seems to have gained a little weight from being raised by him, and he has a little belly, which is the reason for eating too much.

He kept feeding, and Wang Ming kept opening his mouth, which also led to eating more and vomiting more and more. Mr. Monster began to control his appetite, and stopped every time he felt his stomach was full.

Then he hugged Wang Ming to see the stars and the moon in the sky. He would go there every night. He seemed to like the dark night very much, and the dark night made him feel at ease.

During the day, he put Wang Ming on the rocks to bask in the sun, and he huddled in the cave by himself, stretching out his tail from time to time to beat mosquitoes to Wang Ming outside the cave.

The mosquitoes in the mountains were too fat for him to eat, let alone Wang Ming. Without Wang Ming, he would sleep in the pool during the day and go deep into the cave at night.

In the depths of the cave, special medicinal materials are placed to restrain things like ants and insects.

But he can not see the sun for a long time, but Wang Ming can't. Long time not seeing the sun will make him sick, his resistance will be weak, and his body will feel uncomfortable, so when there is sun, he will take Wang Ming out to bask in the sun.

Wang Ming's condition is not very good. Although his body looks good, he has a mental problem. He keeps silent all day long, and sometimes he doesn't even move.

Only when he saw the sword he used to chop wood, he became energetic, and then he took the sword and went to the river to sharpen it.

It is like this every day, holding the sword and grinding it on the stone by the pool. The sword is a priceless treasure, it can be cut into gold, and the surface is so bright that it can be used as a mirror. Although Mr. Monster later sealed its light with something , but its sharpness is still undiminished, and now it is sharpened even brighter by Wang Ming.

Wang Mingmo's dedication, if you listen closely, you can still hear him whispering something.

"Kill...kill you...monster...kill...hahahahaha..." He was like a lunatic, squatting by the pool, using both hands constantly, the stone and the sword collided, making a piercing sound , the lake surface reflected his resentment and hatred in his eyes, which was particularly strange.

It was as if Mr. Monster hadn’t seen it all. He still fed him and drank water every day. When the sun came out, he took him out to bask in the sun. At night, he hugged him back to sleep. He never went back to sleep in the pool because Wang Ming didn’t can swim.

Sunrise and sunset, they lived together for a month before they knew it, Mr. Monster's daily food seemed to be conjured out of thin air, and there was meat every day, and Wang Ming never asked about all this.

There was only one thing left in his heart and mind, killing that monster.

It was another night, and Wang Ming still took the sword to Tan Bian to grind it. After grinding it, he found that Mr. Monster was not far from him, and he was so devoted to cooking that he didn't notice him at all.

Wang Ming hid the sword behind his back and approached step by step. During the whole process, Mr. Monster seemed not aware of it. He still devoted himself to sorting and putting away the medicinal materials, and then threw them one by one from the gap on one side of the tripod.

This time he was throwing meat, and his movements were fast, as if he was afraid that others would see it.

Wang Ming slowly came up behind him, and the shadows of two people appeared on the ground, deformed and distorted due to the uneven road.

"Yuqing!" Yuqing is the name Wang Ming found in an ancient book. It was an ancient book that introduced the prosperity and prosperity of that dynasty. It naturally contained Mr. Monster's life and his name, but there were many words on it that were different from the present one. Far away, Wang Ming can only recognize a part, such as the name Yuqing, "I like you."

Mr. Monster was stunned for a moment, and the meat in his hand fell to the ground with a snap. If he looked carefully, he could still see the fingernails inside the meat. He turned his head in surprise, but saw a flash of light, enough to cut gold and jade Wang Ming's sword swung down without hesitation, the sword itself is extremely sharp, nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible, Wang Ming's hard work during this time has not been in vain, that sword is sharper and brighter, and it will cut I hurt my finger, every time I cut my finger, Mr. Monster swallowed it and then applied herbs.

Now he touched the blood on the sword, and his hand was cut by the sharp edge with just a light touch, but no one would pick up his hand to hold the medicine again.

Mr. Monster fell into a pool of blood, his head separated from his body. After his death, he turned into a complete monster. Wang Ming observed it closely for the first time.

The part of the pupil that can be contracted into a line or enlarged into a circle looks blankly at the sky, and there may be some surprise, happiness, and astonishment inside.

Pieces of pitch-black scales covered his naked body, eventually covering his entire body, turning him into a monster through and through.

Wang Ming sat on the ground with a thud, and the bloody sword in his hand was thrown far away by him. He was at a loss, went in without knowing, and didn't know that he was liberated and could leave.

His reaction was slow, and it took a long time to understand, "Oh, I can go."

He stumbled out of the cave, and the strong sunlight outside made him uncomfortable for a while. Even in the valley when the sun was just at noon, the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, preventing the sunlight from coming in completely.

Now that he is exposed to the outside world for the first time, Wang Ming is not used to it.

When he was tired, he would lie down and rest, when he was thirsty, he would look for water, and when he was hungry, he would pick wild fruits and eat them. Surprisingly, no wild animal troubled him, even if he accidentally encountered a wolf or other large animals. They will also turn around and run away immediately, as if they are the prey.

Wang Ming tilted his head and thought for a long time before he figured out the reason. He had lived with Mr. Monster for so long, and his body was stained with the same smell. Wild animals have sensitive noses. As soon as they smelled the smell, they ran away quickly, for fear that if they ran too slowly, they would be regarded as prey.

He just stumbled over, the clothes on his body were all torn by the surrounding branches, hanging on his body in a mess, he didn't care, just looked outside curiously.

After walking for an unknown number of days, he finally came to the city. There were few people at first, and then the bustling street. He stood in the crowd and looked around helplessly, but suddenly saw a huge chicken wing on the opposite side, and Chicken wings appear together with chicken legs and burgers.

He was really hungry, he hadn't found anything to eat since he came out of the forest, and the pain in his hungry stomach was unbearable.

The hamburger was much bigger than usual, and it was hung high above the door of the store. Wang Ming thought, it was so big that he could eat it for a long time.

He didn't hesitate to step forward to look for it, for fear that if he walked slowly, the chicken leg burger would be snatched away.

He walked in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention to his surroundings, let alone his feet. Just as he took one foot, someone suddenly grabbed his arm and held it tightly to prevent him from walking.

A bus passed by his face, and the wind blowing his hair, he turned his head in confusion, and saw his girlfriend Yang Shuitian standing there, holding his hand firmly, with a smile on her face looking at him.

His girlfriend seems to have grown taller, and her facial features have become three-dimensional, just like a man, and she has shaved her head, but she seems to be more beautiful.

"Be careful... the car..." She spoke, her voice was magnetically hoarse, and the words seemed a little unfamiliar to her, she spoke intermittently.

"Paddy field?" Wang Ming was pulled up by her and stood together by the side of the road, "Aren't you dead?"

"You read wrong, I am not dead."

The sun was shining brightly, and Yang Shuitian was very uncomfortable. He always stretched out his hand to block the sun. The moment his eyes came into contact with the sun, his pupils shrank slowly, forming a black line, like a cold-blooded animal.

(Finish)

Hades One

One day in heaven, one year on earth, one year on earth, one thousand years in hell.

Ziming has been on the Naihe Bridge for 5000 years, watching the flowers on the other side blooming vigorously, gorgeous and poignant.

Lord Yan, who is watching Sao Bao, patrols the land every thousand years when the gate of hell opens, and the flowers from the other shore are sprinkled under his feet, and a soft couch is lifted up, slowly wandering from the depths of hell to the world.

This year is the time when the flowers on the other side bloom the most, and it is also the time when Hades is on patrol.

Ziming stepped aside and let the extremely gorgeous soft couch pass by. Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, black and white impermanence walks on both sides, and the sky endlessly drops petals from the other side.

Once every thousand years, Ziming watched it for 5000 years, and he was tired of watching it. He turned his head and watched the Yellow Spring River rolling down, and the bright red flowers bloomed quietly.

"Does it look good?" The magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind him woke him up, and Hades, who was dressed in black, stood by the bridge with him, his porcelain white face expressionless.

Ziming looked into the distance, and a gust of wind blew up the thousand-foot silk on the soft couch, revealing that there was no one inside.

He knew it in his heart, "It looks good."

"You stayed in my hell for thousands of years just to see the flowers on the other side bloom." Yama Wang held a jade pipe in his white hands, the pipe was white and moist, but not as white as his porcelain hands. "Although the flowers on the other side are beautiful, they only have a flowering period of three days, and you will be one of them soon."

"I know." Ziming already knew his end. He was not the only one waiting on the Naihe bridge. Many people were waiting and waiting, and they would turn into a puff of smoke, be sucked by the water of the yellow spring, and roll at the bottom of the river for a while. Become a gorgeous Bana flower, which will wither after blooming for three days.

"Say a few nice words, maybe I will be merciful and let you serve in my palace of the king of hell, and I will protect you from corruption for ten thousand years." The king of hell, who has always been expressionless, even made a joke, but that face is really hard to see. Come out as a joke.

Ziming felt uncomfortable.

"Kidding