He originally wanted to refuse, but he didn't know why, as if he felt a powerful force, he couldn't say "no" at all, so he walked over involuntarily.
"please!"
Chen Yang first poured wine for Wang Yu, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, then pulled off a piece of chicken leg that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and tore into it.
Inside the house, the smell of blood, the smell of dying people, and the two corpses lying around... none of these had any impact on his appetite.
Wang Yu was different. He was far less calm than Chen Yang. He was distracted. He raised his glass stiffly in response to Chen Yang's invitation to drink. He took one sip and immediately started to choke.
"Cough cough cough cough~~"
Wang Yu coughed for a long time, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all came out.
Chen Yang was dumbfounded and laughed, and took the initiative: "If you feel that you have no appetite, just don't eat. Don't force it."
He was relieved.
Wang Yu, however, seemed to feel underestimated, and stubbornly shook his head, eating meat and drinking wine in large gulps, neither chewing nor tasting, just swallowing.
Chen Yang smiled and said nothing, but raised his glass from time to time to meet Wang Yu.
When the cups and plates were in a mess and the wine pot was at the bottom, not knowing whether there was meat in the belly or the drunkenness, Wang Yu calmed down, his mind could move again, and he asked worriedly:
"Senior Brother Chen, are you okay if you are like this...?"
Wang Yu pointed at the two dead bodies on the ground.
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Not everyone is as lucky as me to meet someone like Senior Brother Shen Lang who is a different person in the Yin Demon Sect and takes charge."
"With two people missing, will anyone really notice?"
"I noticed it, does anyone care?"
Wang Yu was speechless, and then nodded silently.
Be it Zhang or Li, he or Chen Yang, in a place like the outer sect of Yin Mo Sect where human life is regarded as trivial, who is nobler than the other, and who will make whom care?
Unconsciously, he clenched his fists, and the skin at the protruding joints became much pale, and he exerted force until the blood faded.
"Go to the inner door."
Chen Yang stood up and reached out to press his shoulder.
"Um."
Wang Yu nodded heavily, then reacted and blurted out: "Brother Chen, where are you going?"
He quickly stood up, but his vision went dark. It was the Niu Mo who lifted up a corpse with his left and right hands respectively, and followed behind Chen Yang, blocking Wang Yu's sight.
Wang Yu flinched and suddenly realized that this terrifying monster had been standing quietly in the corner like a statue. He almost forgot about the Bull Demon for a moment.
"I'm going out to eat"
"Sleep peacefully."
Chen Yang didn't look back, waved his hand back, and pushed the door open first.
The Bull Demon carried the corpse and followed closely behind.
"Gulu~"
Wang Yu swallowed.
He believed Chen Yang's lies.
Digestion?
Are you going to a mass grave?
Wang Yu guessed where Chen Yang was going and couldn't help but feel a chill on his body.
What happened to Zhang and Li today? Will it be his tomorrow?
Wang Yu silently stepped forward, closed the door, got on the bed, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt. The three words "go to the inner door" that Chen Yang said kept spinning in his mind, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.
At the same time, Chen Yang walked to wait for the carriage and arrived at the mass grave for the second time today.
I don't know whether it was him or the bull demon behind him, but something stirred. There was a buzzing sound, and large swaths of fluorescent mist rose up.
The fluorescence in the mist is a will-o'-the-wisp, or phosphorus fire.
However, the mist itself is actually countless densely packed flying insects, buzzing, circling over the entire mass grave, and then falling towards the other end...