weird world corpse

Chapter 93

Hunger, unimaginable hunger appeared from the bottom of Fang Mu's heart.

The feeling of hunger came suddenly, out of nowhere, as if it had no root.

Fang Mu clutched his abdomen and looked forward.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee……"

There were waves of women's laughter, like a magic sound that seduces the soul, and it makes people's blood boil.

The darkness ahead was illuminated by an inexplicable light, and a square pool appeared in the middle of the light.

There were a few scantily clad women standing on both sides of the pool, holding jade pots in their hands, laughing like silver bells at Fang Mu.

On the ground at the edge of the pool, there are all kinds of delicacies and delicacies.

The women gave Fang Mu a charming look, jumped into the pool with a splash, and poured the liquid from the jade pot into the pool.

The aroma of fine wine came from the pool, mixed with the delicacies on the edge of the pool, which greatly increased the appetite.

Fang Mu's tongue moved slightly, his nose was suddenly filled with the aroma he had just started to smell, and his consciousness was a little confused.

Beside the pool, besides the delicacies, there were more than a dozen corpses scattered around.

The whole body of these corpses is dry, the mouth is wide open, the mouth is empty, and the tongue is missing.

"Come on... come on..."

The women poured water from the pool on their bodies, their movements made people's blood swell, and they slowly waved to Fang Mu's position.

Fang Mu's consciousness became more and more dizzy, not because of these women, but because of hunger.

Hunger is a very subtle feeling. When a person is extremely hungry, he will lose the most important reason. Fang Mu is like this now.

All this happened so quickly, Fang Mu now only sees the pool and the delicacies beside the pool.

"Come on... come on..."

The soul-stirring voice was still coming, Fang Mu walked towards the pool like a ghost.

One step...two steps...

As they got closer to the pool, the teasing look in the women's eyes became more intense.

When Fang Mu came to the side of the pool, a tangled expression appeared on his face.

The women with naked underwear in the pool looked at each other, filled a pot of water with the jade pot in their hands, and handed it to Fang Mu...

"Eat... hee hee... eat..."

The woman covered her mouth with her hand and let out a soul-stirring laugh.

Fang Mu glanced at the woman dully, and took the jade pot over.

"Eat..." the woman repeated again.

Fang Mu said dully: "Eat..."

The hand holding the jade pot was lifted up and passed towards his mouth, getting closer and closer to his mouth...

The woman looked at this scene, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious.

Just when the jade pot was about to approach Fang Mu's mouth, Fang Mu's movements suddenly stopped.

The woman was stunned, then she reacted and continued to whisper: "Eat...eat..."

"Oh." Fang Mu glanced at the woman, splashed the jade pot on the woman's face, and said flatly, "Take a bite first."

"what--"

The woman let out a shrill cry, and her originally delicate face turned into rotten bones in an instant.

The delicacies beside the pool also instantly turned into rotten and smelly rotten meat, and even the clear pool turned blood red.

Fang Mu stretched out his hand and pulled the hair of one of the women, frowning slightly.

The result was as expected, the corpse touching technique still didn't trigger.

"what--"

The screams never stopped. When Fang Mu grabbed the woman's hair, the other women, including the one in Fang Mu's hand, all turned into green smoke and disappeared.

The pool, the delicacies, and the tongueless corpses all disappeared.

Fang Mu put down his hand, touched the white jade hairpin on the topknot of his head, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the critical moment just now, a cool breeze came from the white jade hairpin above his head, allowing him to regain consciousness instantly.

To say that this white jade hairpin was still touched from the body of the woman in Tsing Yi, it could give off a cool feeling when his consciousness was extremely blurred.

When he smelled the fragrance, he was just dizzy, but he almost fell into a daze just now, but fortunately, the white jade hairpin had an effect.

"Ok?"

After everything in front of him disappeared, Fang Mu realized that something was wrong with his surroundings, so he turned around abruptly and looked behind him.

Behind him, Yan Mi, who was neatly dressed and had a Modao on his waist, was standing there in a daze with his eyes closed.

Fang Mu pulled out the butcher's knife, but found that Yan Mi didn't move.

At this time, Yan Miao seemed like a wooden stake, completely unaware that Fang Mu was beside him, and still had his eyes closed.

Fang Mu raised his hand and patted Yan Mi on the shoulder.

An invisible obstacle appeared on Yan Miao's body, knocking Fang Mu's hand away.

After flicking Fang Mu's hand away, Yan Mi's face turned a little pale.

"what's going on?"

At this moment, Yan Mi is very normal, and there is no difference from the outside.

Fang Mu temporarily put down his thoughts of ending Yan Miao with a knife, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

There was still darkness all around, Fang Mu looked up at the sky again.

On the inner walls of the canyon on both sides of the sky, there are protruding rocks everywhere.

Fang Mu looked at these chaotic rocks, and the doubts in his eyes became more and more serious.

For no other reason, he always felt that the rocks above were very familiar, as if he had seen them before.

Fang Mu had an idea and looked back.

Behind him are two sets of footprints. Due to the dampness in the canyon, the footprints are clearly visible. These are his and Yan Mi's footprints.

Fang Mu touched his chin, then looked at the road ahead.

Ahead, the wet ground was bare with no footprints or other signs of walking.

"Footprints..." Fang Mu rubbed his chin, and said to himself, "This seems to be the beginning of the road. Could it be that I haven't walked all this time?"

At this moment, a strange thought came to Fang Mu's mind: Didn't walk around, does it mean that everything he experienced at the beginning was fake?
Just when Fang Mu's thought arose, Yan Mian, who was standing motionless by the side, made a move.

With Yan Mi's eyes still closed, he stretched out his hand to grab the handle of Mo Dao, and pulled Mo Dao out.

The sharp Mo knife cut off a wound on Yan Mian's wrist, and blood gushed out.

After the blood came out, it didn't flow down Yan Mian's wrist, but floated up, turning into streaks of blood in mid-air.

Blood energy surrounds Yan Mian and gradually merges into Yan Miao's body.

After all the blood energy was absorbed, Yan Mi spat out a mouthful of blood, and opened her tightly closed eyes.

Fang Mu lifted the butcher's knife, frowning slightly.

"Brother Fang..." Yan Miao's voice was a little weak, as if the blood had drained his body just now, and he said weakly: "This is an illusion. I have read some of Jian Tiansi's classics, so I know the reason."

Fang Mu frowned and said, "Illusion? What's the reason?"

Yan Mi took a deep breath, looked towards the dark canyon in the distance, and slowly told what he knew...

"If you talk about illusions, they are all fake, and the things we have experienced are divided into five types in total, so I have to mention one thing, Brother Fang, have you ever heard of a person..."

(End of this chapter)