A ray of meat was removed from Adi's arm, and Meng Qisheng's hand trembled slightly.
He leaned on Adi, raised his head, and sent the fine meat into his mouth.
Meng Qisheng has some expectations. As a person who has lived in a wealthy business man's family since he was a child, he has eaten many things that ordinary people can't eat.
But to talk about the parts of the human body, before being buried alive, he only swallowed his own nosebleeds when he had a nosebleed.
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For the next three days, Meng Qisheng spent the frenzied excavation.
His previous calculations had errors. He originally thought that he would be able to go out in just two days, but it ended up being an extra day.
He guessed that it might be because people were unable to dig in a straight line in the dark, and the tunnel moved forward in twists and turns, which lengthened the excavation time.
He is like the only male in the family. He goes out to work every morning. When he comes back home, his wife has already prepared meals for him and looks by the door.
And what Meng Qisheng's wife prepared for him was herself.
He didn't know why A Di's blood hadn't solidified, because too many strange things had happened to A Di one after another.
He didn't have time to think about it, because he was going to escape, and things that had nothing to do with life were meaningless to him before he escaped.
But Di's blood is Meng Qisheng's best drink.
And the skin, muscles, and even internal organs on Adi's body helped him through these three days.
In the past three days, he had diarrhea a few times intermittently, but he still adjusted slowly.
Human nature is to eat raw and bloodthirsty.
This was the sixth day of being buried alive. As a ray of light penetrated the darkness, Meng Qisheng's eyes in the darkness were painfully squinted.
He did not rush out, but retreated into the tomb.
Very calm.
He spent six days here, where he has his favorite person.
He stood in the dark, silently looking at the lipstick coffin.
In the coffin, it was already bloody.
"Adi, I'm leaving..." He stroked his mutilated left hand and said softly, with a gentle expression.
It seemed that he had become that gentle businessman again, Meng Qisheng.
"Well, you go..."
In a trance, Di's voice seemed to be heard from the lipstick coffin.
"Unfortunately, you can't see me going to avenge you."
Meng Qisheng's tone seemed to have some regrets.
"It's okay, Asheng, you have to be careful yourself." Adi said.
Meng Qisheng was almost crazy, he was talking with the long-dead Adi.
He himself is Adi, but also Meng Qisheng.
Eat Meng Qisheng of Adi.
In his imagination, Adi was as empathetic as usual.
He thought about it, and felt that he could not disappoint the empathetic Adi, so he thought of a way.
"Adi, I have a way to let you see with my own eyes that I am avenging you!"
Meng Qisheng danced and danced, happily like a young man asking for credit.
When he came to the coffin, he took out the last knife and placed the blade on the two sarcomas on Adi's face.
Those were Ah Di's eyes, after the disease, they became like this.
Cut out both eyes, pick it with the tip of a knife, and send it into the mouth.
A stench filled Meng Qisheng's mouth. Fragmented crystals squirmed between his mouth and teeth.
In this way, Adi could see Meng Qisheng avenge her.
"Asheng...is it delicious."
Di, who had been pierced out of both eyes, seemed to be asking him with a smile.
"Yeah! It's delicious!"
He smiled and replied that his long-dead wife was like a bridegroom who had just been married.
When leaving, Meng Qisheng thought for a while and closed the red coffin again because he felt that his wife could not be seen by others.
After coming out of the cramped and narrow ground, it took a long time for Meng Qisheng to adapt to the bright light and fresh air between the sky and the earth.
I looked around, and sure enough, this is the outskirts of the city.
At this moment, the sky is just getting bright, the second uncle and third uncle must be asleep.
Before returning home, Meng Qisheng did not go in, because now, he is a dead person.
Although he was ragged and smelly, no one would say that he was connected to the once handsome grandson of the Meng family.
However, it is better to be more careful.
Turned in from the wall of the backyard, there were no servants in the yard.
In fact, the Meng family has long since fallen. In the past few years, foreigners have fought fiercely, and the Meng family has already lost countless family ancestors.
There was only one skin bag left in the entire Meng family. Originally, there were not many servants left. In addition, the second uncle drove out a group of servants under the pretext of last time.
The Meng family at this moment is almost an empty house.
Meng Qisheng touched the second uncle's room, the second uncle was asleep.
Two dollars.
One knife was submerged from the mouth, and one knife was inserted through the jaw.
He wiped the blood from his hands on his body casually, and glanced at the man who had died before he even said a word.
go away.
He came to the third uncle's room again, and the man was holding a concubine and snoring.
The third uncle is very diligent, and often takes the family property to marry a concubine.
Meng Qisheng thought for a while, and felt that he would die too quickly.
How to do it
After cutting the concubine's throat, he turned out a piece of cloth before the third uncle woke up, gagged his mouth, and tied him to the bedpost.
Finally, the third uncle woke up too. He panicked and recognized the stench, ragged, but calm man in front of him as Meng Qisheng who should have died long ago.
He was struggling madly, but because he was very strong, he was powerless.
Meng Qisheng looked at him quietly.
After thinking about it, he climbed onto the bed, and tied him upside down to the ****.
This posture was very laborious, and the third uncle kept struggling in the middle, and Meng Qisheng had to adjust his hamstrings.
The third uncle didn't know what he was going to do, and saw the body of the concubine next to him, twisting desperately.
Meng Qisheng seemed to smile and slowly moved closer.
Use the left hand with only two fingers to support San Shu's left eye.
In his right hand, he picked up the sharp knife that had just killed two people.
This knife used to be extremely sharp under the care of Adi.
The tip of the knife flashed with cold light.
Aiming at San Uncle's eyes that flowed out because they could not close, the tip of the knife slowly approached.
Sanshu's pupils shrank suddenly.
When faced with threats, the instinct of human eyes is to close their eyes to protect them.
But at this moment, Meng Qisheng smiled and held his third uncle's eyelids.
Slowly submerged.
The man trembled violently, but the pain was not enough to cause a coma.
Meng Qisheng drew out the knife, put his index finger in, and squeezed the crystal that was already broken.
He sighed, seemingly bored.
After getting out of bed, yoyo picked up the teapot, which was full.
He is very satisfied.
Align the spout at San Uncle’s nose and pour in some slowly.
Didn't pour too much, it seems to see the effect.
Watching that some water slowly flowed into the nostrils of the inverted person, and did not overflow. Meng Qisheng only injected some more with satisfaction.
He is very patient.
The third uncle seemed to be suffering from asthma, his upper body twitched, but he couldn't make a sound, and the blood flow in his injured eyes became more intense.
After a pot of water was poured, even though Meng Qisheng was very slow, it still overflowed a lot.
During this process, the third uncle twitched like a rutted fish. The difference is that the ruined fish is too little water, and this person is too much water.
Meng Qisheng seemed to have lost his patience and cut through the Adam's apple.
It's all over... From beginning to end, he didn't say a word.
When he came out of the house, he set a fire again and waited until he was sure that the fire was irretrievable before leaving.
At this time, it was already bright.
After hiding around for a few days, Meng Qisheng returned to the tomb of Adi on the outskirts of the city.
He was about to escape from Shanxi and was in turmoil. I believe no one would be able to find him.
This time, it's a farewell.
It had rained in the past two days, and some of the caves dug by Meng Qisheng had caved in, and it took him a long time to dig it again.
Passing through the cramped narrow passages with difficulty, the stench in the tomb became more and more compelling.
The big red forged quilt was still on the ground. The quilt that had wrapped A Di's corpse was the place where Meng Qisheng lived during the cold night in those six days.
He looked at the closed big red coffin, which he personally closed when he went out.
Now, he has a desire to open it up again.
What kind of pickled scene will be inside
Meng Qisheng stepped forward gently, and once again pushed the big red coffin away.
Unexpectedly, a stench came on his face.
The tomb was still very dark, and he couldn't see the scene inside. He only felt a burst of fishy smell hit his throat, a familiar smell.
Suddenly, he talked with fluid.
He sniffed the foul smell in the air and was about to move.
Finally, he took out the sharp knife that took away the lives of three people.
"Adi, let me taste it..." Meng Qisheng asked softly. He smiled, and stared into the coffin through the narrow passage. There was Adi.
Suddenly, Meng Qisheng was stunned.
A dark shadow slowly sat up from the coffin.
The stench that set off hit Meng Qisheng's face head-on, making Meng Qisheng even more healthy.
"Asheng... is that you..."
The dark shadow opened his mouth, really, and opened his mouth.
A weird and awkward voice came from her chest.
"Why is this room so dark, why don't you turn on the lights?" She asked: "It's too dark, Asheng, why don't you turn on the lights?"
Because her eyes are already in Meng Qisheng's belly...
Meng Qisheng stood there blankly. Surprisingly, he was not afraid, but was somewhat delighted.
My Di, really is not dead.
"Asheng? Asheng? Are you here? Asheng?" Adi seemed a little anxious, struggling to get up from the coffin.
"Adi, I'm..." Meng Qisheng whispered softly, it seems that the one who woke up in the coffin was just a woman who woke up in a nap and was confused.
The sitting shadow turned his bloated body, struggling to sit up.
Meng Qisheng heard the sound of "pouch" and "pouch" in the darkness.
He couldn't be more familiar with it. It was... the sound of pus being squeezed and splashed.
"Asheng, although my body hurts everywhere, I feel better..."
Adi was still there babbling and muttering, her tone deformed, hoarse and low, but she didn't seem to know it herself.
"Asheng, when should I go to see the Lantern Festival? The biggest lantern in the Lantern Festival at the Sishui Bridge this year must not be as big as the one you gave me last year..."
Her memory still stayed before his death.
What she remembered in her heart was still the lantern festival Meng Qisheng had promised her... (End of this chapter)