Roter Satin - Kapitel 21
This is clearly the work of a sadist; he is a complete pervert.
—This person seems to really like bones and flesh, and enjoys biting them.
This is A Ding's impression.
But why is Zhu Qian the victim? Why not someone else?
He certainly intended to kill everyone in the tomb, and he was indeed preparing to do so. But why were there such cruel people in this world? Witnessing this scene of unbearable suffering, he felt ashamed of his own cruelty. In this tomb, although he had the conviction to kill everyone, there were still two people he didn't want to do it. One was Zhu Qian, yes, Zhu Qian, whom he had once secretly loved and dared only to harbor unrequited affection; the other was Huang Zilan, Huang Zilan, with whom he had almost had a romantic relationship. But now, standing before him was one of these two, already surrendering to death, not far from annihilation. Why was the world like this? Why did everyone he loved have to suffer such a tragic end?
He stared blankly at Zhu Qian, who was living a life worse than death.
Heaven cherishes life. He did too. He was, in fact, a deeply conflicted person, constantly teetering on the edge of good and evil. He hesitated for a long time before doing anything. He was gentle and weak, always believing himself to be a kind person. It was actually very difficult for him to truly harbor murderous intent. Even when he saw Tong Rong's corpse, even after learning of Tong Rong's tragic fate, and when he resolved to become "Master of the Tomb, A Dong," he still had lingering concerns, still finding it difficult to truly kill. Not for any other reason than for Zhu Qian, whom he had once secretly loved, and Huang Zilan, whom he had also liked. But now, Tong Rong, whom he loved and who loved him, was dead; Zhu Qian, whom he had secretly loved, was living a life worse than death. Perhaps the only survivor was Huang Zilan, who had also loved him?
—But if fate decides something, will it leave people with no choice at all?
He smiled wryly.
He carefully pulled Zhu Qian out of the water and settled her in a safe place. Then, his figure suddenly disappeared.
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The stream flows swiftly. Thick fog obscures the view.
In the thick fog, someone was making a move.
The sounds of fighting were as swift as raindrops, then suddenly stopped abruptly, followed by two screams. The screams came from none other than the boss's two disciples: Little Knife and Er Gou.
After a long while, a maniacal laugh suddenly came from the thick fog, and a sinister voice rang out, "You want to kill me?"
--dream!"
"My skills aren't high, but killing you two would be easy. However, I'm in a great mood right now, and I don't want to kill anyone. I also remember the boss's words—'He who kills must die!'"
In the thick fog, nothing could be seen, but the source of the conversation was clearly not a human figure, but rather resembled a strangely blooming flower.
Upon seeing that flower, A-Ding's heart sank.
—That was clearly a "fly trap"; it was clearly a sign that Chen Xing had finally broken the rules and mastered the first level of the "Three Flowers Spiritual Skill"!
(That means Chen Xing has finally killed the person he loves. He has met the requirements for being ruthless and has created the first flower: the Flower of Ruthlessness!) --- Magpie Bridge Fairy replied [70]: (That means Chen Xing has decided to abandon his normal life and join the underworld, becoming a member of the dark world, and he has done so. His martial arts skills are also close to those of the boss.) (Who did he kill?) A Ding took a step.
He had only taken two steps when he bumped into a corpse.
He crouched down and reached out to feel.
—It's her.
It was her. Heaven really didn't leave him any way out. The one who was killed was, was, was obviously, and was inevitable: Huang Zilan.
A Ding withdrew.
He quickly returned to Zhu Qian's side, who was on the verge of death.
Zhu Qian was still moaning, but it was barely audible.
"Do you...want me to kill them?"
Adin asked. He squatted down and saw a pair of eyes that suddenly shone with an unusual light.
Deep within the eyes lies boundless darkness.
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The sounds of wind, water, and screams filled the air.
The seven survivors of the Self-Reliance Alliance trembled like autumn leaves in the wind. The sound finally vanished completely. Everyone's face was deathly pale; they were all equally terrified.
A peculiar scent drifted over.
It was not the fragrance of flowers and herbs, or the pleasant aroma of fruit, but an irresistible and mouthwatering scent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed.
In the blink of an eye, the fear of death was completely forgotten, and an uncontrollable appetite led them to walk blankly toward the source of the aroma.
The fragrance grew stronger, making it increasingly difficult to linger. When they finally stopped, in the dim light, they saw a person not far away.
An acquaintance.
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Something that looked human pounced on something that didn't quite look human. When the human-like thing finally stood up, it let out a hideous, heavy metal laugh. Then, the human-like thing stretched out its hands—two left hands, one black and one white—and with a snap, it severed the head of the inhuman-like thing. Its right hands—also two, one black and one white—worked in unison, tearing the inhuman-like thing to shreds. Then, all four hands slammed into the ground with a deafening roar.
Suddenly, a terrifying sound, like the roar of a million giant beasts, echoed from the sky. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the rocks and the ground, each as wide as a child's arm and bottomless.
"Demonic arts! A swamp-like, elusive trick?"
"Hahahaha... Not a single living person in the tomb will get out!"
When the voice reached his ears, Yan Kaixin finally knew who it was.
—A Ding
It's my former classmate, colleague, and comrade: Ding Dada!
He suddenly stepped back, one step at a time, then turned around in horror, his pupils dilated, his eyes staring straight at the ground in front of him and beneath his feet.
There was a crack. Something was emerging from the crack, which was as wide as a child's arm.
It's shoes.
A few pairs of shoes.
After the cracks appeared in those shoes, they strolled over leisurely.
Suddenly, purple light appeared and enveloped his entire body.
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This is indeed someone we "know".
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was agape, as if he wanted to shout something, but his body was stiff and his eyes were lifeless; he was clearly dead.
Yan Kaixin hesitated for a moment and did not escape with them.
But under the green light, his skin appeared a faint purple, and an aroma that surpassed even that of Italian roast pigeon emanated from his corpse. This companion, who had been alive just moments before, was now "cooked."
---Magpie Bridge Fairy
Reply [71]: The six women stared blankly, their feet moving unconsciously until they were very close to Yan Kaixin's body, almost within reach. They stood frozen, their mouths watering, their eyes still filled with unconcealed fear, but their infatuated expressions were clearly those of someone facing an unbelievable feast. They stood frozen, then suddenly knelt down together, kowtowed, and their unified voices rang out: "Kaixin will live forever in our hearts."
"We will never forget the joy."
"We will never let him suffer any more harm. We will bring him out alive. We will take his selflessness as our example, follow him to the death, and protect him to the death. As long as we live, we will strive and persevere, united in heart and soul!"
"He is our god. Our source of strength."
"Life is great; He is our second parent."
"Happy, happy, we love you!"
—Then, let's begin.
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Images appeared deep within my mind, suddenly expanding and quickly filling my entire field of vision. Horrible scenes rapidly enlarged before my eyes, crowding into my mind and pressing into the depths of my soul.
Past experiences, like a deliberately filmed horror movie, vivid and colorful, suddenly flashed before my eyes, and boundless fear quickly took over my mind, controlling my thoughts and body.
That was a nightmare.
That was undoubtedly a terrible, suffocating nightmare.
Zhang Dawei stood blankly a few meters away, defecating and urinating, his hysterical screams audible but silent. Yet, deep within his heart, a faint voice still cried out: "That was a dream. A dream."
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In the blink of an eye, six women pounced, their six alluring cherry lips landing on the unfeeling skin, becoming six kisses. But the kisses suddenly turned into passionate kisses, and in the blink of an eye, a whole person was missing six pieces of flesh, making the fragrance even more enticing. In an instant, both ears were ripped off, and both arms were dismembered and divided into four parts. In the blink of an eye, the mouths of the five women were stuffed with "food," and the sound of chewing filled the air. The five demonic women, with their seven hands and eight feet, surrounded the "food."
—It was a brutal scene that you wouldn't even see in a horror movie.
(That can only be a dream.)
(It was a nightmare.)
"Give it to me! [Unintelligible characters]"
Zhang Dawei was suddenly shocked.
—The dream ends.
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—I am a messenger of hell, you shall leave at once…
—I am a ghost who died unjustly, the ghost is coming…
—I am a man-eating demon, and I'm going to eat people...
—This is the Netherworld Hell, the Hungry Ghost Hell…We are ghosts…—We’re going to eat people…—Before entering the cave atop the Great Burial Mountain, Li Jun claimed to be a wronged ghost, and ended up dying the earliest, the most wronged, and the most tragically; Yan Kaixin claimed to be a man-eating ghost, shouting “I’m going to eat people,” and he actually ate people, and now he’s being eaten again—eaten again?
—Eaten again?
Zhang Dawei was startled, then suddenly raised his wrist and bit down.
It hurts a lot.
It's not a dream.
It really isn't a dream.
"Turn—mouth—!"
Zhang Dawei called out.
"No—don't eat it!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs.
He finally realized the true meaning of everything that had happened, was happening, and was happening! He finally understood that all his experiences were not dreams, but undeniably real and ongoing! He finally realized that this was cannibalism, and that these women—the ones who used to laugh and joke—were eating people!