Chapter 2479: Peach Blossom Demon, where to escape (19)
When the piglets all landed, they first climbed up unsteadily, and then hummed together.
Just when Jin Qing thought they were about to cling to each other, one of the piglets suddenly jumped up and bit the other piggy's neck with the few pellets it had in its mouth.
Hearing the shrill howl of that little pig, the other little pigs also started to move.
For a time, there was a lot of wailing in the pigpen, some piglets had their necks bitten off, and blood flowed everywhere.
There are also some fierce piglets that bite other piglets desperately and fight their way out. ??
The villagers seemed to be very used to this situation, and even cheered for it one after another.
The piglets were fighting to the death, and the villagers were becoming more and more excited.
There was more and more blood on the ground, and the piglet howled louder and louder.
Finally, there was only the last little pig left on the field that was still alive.
Seeing that the other pigs were motionless, Daddy Pig came over, grabbed the little pig, and pressed him onto the pig blood on the ground.
At first, the little pig seemed to be very resistant.
But after a few hits, the wounds on the piglet healed quickly and at a speed visible to the naked eye.
So it didn't need to be held by its father, so it lay on the ground and ate hard.
Hearing the piglets' gurgling sounds of eating, the mother pig struggled to crawl over, lay on the dead piglets, and drank blood desperately.
As she swallowed, Mummy Pig's body gradually changed from gray to healthy pink-white, and then took on a human shape.
Although he has lived in the village for a long time, Han Yuan saw this scene for the first time.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he actually had the urge to turn around and run away.
Jin Qing, on the other hand, looked at the greedy-looking villagers around him with confusion. Is this stuff so delicious?
707 "" is not delicious, but a kind of liking.
Since ancient times, things like pigs have the bad habit of eating their own children.
It's just that these people do it more obviously and without concealment.
Just when Jin Qing was wondering whether he should try it too, he saw that the piglet on the ground slowly turned into a chubby little doll.
Daddy Pig held the doll in his arms, reached out and pulled out the crooked fangs in her mouth.
Then, he raised the little baby above his head and announced loudly to everyone, "I have a daughter."
What responded to him was the intense applause and cheers from the crowd, as if they were witnessing the birth of something great.
At this time, the mother pig on the ground also got up.
She straightened her hairdress, walked quickly to Daddy Pig, took the baby girl from Daddy Pig's hands and wrapped it in swaddling clothes, bowed to everyone, and then returned to the room with the baby in her arms.
Daddy Pig's face glowed brightly after he got his daughter, and he waved enthusiastically to the villagers, "Let's share these things on the ground, everyone will be happy."
To him, except for the baby girl who had just been brought back to the room by his wife, none of the corpses on the ground were his children.
Han Yuan covered her mouth hard to prevent herself from screaming.
He finally understood why his parents buried all the meat sent by the villagers.
Wherever they eat meat, it is clearly a life.
Seeing Han Yuan's repulsive look, the village chief picked up a piglet and stuffed it into Jin Qing's hand, "This is a good thing. Eating it can prolong your life."
If it weren't for the fear that this thing would cause trouble to the village, these torn cubs would definitely bring a lot of profit to the village.
For the pig demons, only the cubs that successfully transform through survival of the fittest are accepted by them.
A recognized child.
The rest are no different from the pigs they usually raise and buy.
Seeing Jin Qing staring at the piggy in his hand in a daze, Han Yuan stretched out his hand and pulled Jin Qing's sleeve. He just ate the peach and forget about the piggy. It's too much of a psychological burden!
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Han Yuan with squinting eyes, and let out a disdainful cry.
Then, Jin Qing turned to look at the village chief, "If you sell this thing, how much can it cost?"
The village chief's old face showed a proud look, "It's worth ten thousand gold!"
Seeing Jin Qing's surprised expression, the village chief raised his neck slightly. Although they were not strong in fighting ability, they were monsters and naturally could not be compared to humans.
I just don’t know what kind of adventure this Han Xiaoyue has had, and why he suddenly became so powerful.
Just as the village chief was slandering Jin Qing in his heart, Jin Qing suddenly handed the pig to him and said, "Discount it!"
A pig is worth ten thousand gold, but she doesn’t have such a precious belly. .??.
The old village chief, who was still complacent at first, said, "What?" Did he hear something wrong just now!
Although he has long known that human nature is evil, Jin Qing still set an example to the village chief with practical actions.
Looking at Jin Qing's ferocious and twisted face, the village chief "" Although he is used to being protected, he has to say that Jin Qing is really the most greedy of all the protectors they have encountered.
At night, Jin Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, waiting for Han Yuan to sew her mouth, while listening to Han Yuan's words.
Han Yuan was good at needlework, and the needle in her hand danced very fast, and she quickly sewed up the wounds on Jin Qing's cheeks.
Every time the needle and thread passed through the cheek, a little bit of red flesh would come out, but Han Yuan was like a cold-faced killer, continuing to do the suturing work without emotion.
Ordinary drugs were useless to Jin Qing, and Jin Qing would not take the initiative to touch the neurotoxin, so she could only stand there and let Han Yuan go through her face.
Jin Qing healed very quickly, even faster than Han Yuan could pull the needle and thread.
In Han Yuan's eyes, this situation further confirmed the fact that Jin Qing was not his sister.
After explaining everything about the situation in the village, Han Yuan also finished his sewing work.
Thinking that this was a demon village, Han Yuan carefully threw all the needles and threads with Jin Qing's flesh and blood into the stove nearby and burned them to avoid causing other troubles.
Then, he turned to look at Jin Qing seriously, "Who are you!"
But after saying this, Han Yuan instantly regretted it. He seemed to have seen a future in which he would be abandoned by Jin Qing.
So, he gave Jin Qing an ugly smile and said, "I'm joking, hehehe."
He was wrong, it no longer mattered who Jin Qing was, he just wanted someone to be with him now, and didn't want him to live alone in the world.
Hearing this embarrassing laughter, Jin Qing rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this unfortunate child.
Then, she took out a mirror from her storage bag and looked at her face.
Reaching out and grabbing Han Yuan in front of him, Jin Qing pointed at the scars on his face and asked Han Yuan, "This is your taste."
It doesn’t matter if the sewing is ugly, but why is black thread still used?
Knowing that Jin Qing was unhappy, Han Yuan looked at Jin Qing carefully, and after a while he asked tentatively, "What is taste?"
Knowing that ancient people like Han Yuan couldn't make sense, Jin Qing reached out and took out a pen and paper from his arms, directly drew a black peony and threw it to Han Yuan, "At least sew it like this!"
Han Yuan picked up the painting and looked at it for a long time. This thing called taste is really ugly. The key is that it is incomprehensible.