Another unfamiliar word, another strange saying, vaguely bringing out an unpredictable pattern, as if looking down at all living beings from a high place.
Just a name can make them feel that they are not easy to mess with.
"Bang!"
Before they could say anything else, a mist spread and enveloped their location.
Before that, the light mist that surrounded Lingyin Village shrouded the scenes that Chen Yang and the others saw. They could see it, but couldn't hear it clearly. It was like two worlds separated from each other.
As soon as the mist spread, it was like a pair of invisible hands pulling them directly into an unpredictable place.
"Wow~"
Loud sounds.
"Brush~"
Focused eyes.
It was no longer obvious to everyone that they had attracted the attention of the "Demon Buddhas".
The so-called demon Buddhas refer to those indescribable beings with horns on their heads, black hair hanging down, who eat meat and drink wine from time to time regardless of the occasion and gender.
Now, they are looking over.
Guan Yun frowned. Even though he was eager to get away, Lao Jianghu's caution still made him want to observe and observe again.
When he opened his mouth, he was ready to ask everyone to withdraw first: "Let's retreat first..."
Chen Yang reached out and grabbed Guan Yun's arm: "It's too late."
"Um?"
Guan Yun frowned. As a silver seal of a county, he was used to giving orders and forbidding people, and he was not used to someone interrupting his orders.
The next second, he closed his mouth.
The rules of this demonic country are obviously different from those of the outside world, and they have no option to withdraw from it at all.
Well, no one has entered.
In the short interval after the demons and Buddhas looked over, the distance between Chen Yang and the others and the ruined street seemed to have been erased by an invisible hand.
What is so close and so far away;
What shrinks the ground into an inch;
What world has moved...
In an instant, it was revealed.
Chen Yang and others were in a trance. When they regained their composure, they heard the noise, half wailing, half warm invitation.
"The human head has just been chopped off. It's fresh. Look at this pig's nose. It can still move."
"Fresh human hooves, go back and marinate them. They are very strong, but there are leg hairs on them. You need to use fire to stir them up."
"The spicy head is coming, it looks ugly, but it tastes spicy and delicious."
"I'm going to kill a living person now. Which body part do you want to tell me?"
"Do you want to express breast milk now?"
"..."
The demons are dancing wildly, and the atmosphere is full of smoke.
The demons and Buddhas who gathered around were enthusiastically selling their words and even the things they were selling. After all, Guan Yun and the others were from Qintian Prison. They had seen many tragedies in the world, but they could still barely support them.
The most unbearable thing was the wailing that filled it all.
The chopped-off human head placed on the chopping board is still wailing;
The legs of the man who was about to be brine were still twitching;
The people and sheep killed alive are crying desperately;
The woman who is squeezing her breasts is in agony...
...
Being there, everyone has only one thought: hell on earth!
What kind of hell could be so terrifying?
Scenes that we are used to seeing every day, when the victim is replaced by a human being, are so terrifying that it makes people feel cold from the soles of their feet to the tips of their hair.