Wang Yu covered his mouth with one hand and pointed to the items exposed after opening the package with one hand, his voice trembling.
Chen Yang frowned, slapped his nose in disgust, and said angrily: "Meat!"
Then, he added: "Zombie meat."
Wang Yu looked confused: "Zombie meat? Senior brother, what is that?"
Chen Yang still frowned and said: "Zombie meat!"
"Pa~"
Wang Yu covered his mouth with both hands, still trying to vomit.
It's not like he hasn't seen zombies before.
The bull demon summoned by Chen Yang before was not essentially a living creature. It could be said to be a type of zombie.
not to mention,
Among the Yin Mo Sect's outer disciples, those old disciples are not all just hanging around waiting to die.
A large number of people who are really just waiting to die will be driven down the mountain every few years.
Now that they have practiced and have the Nether Secret in hand, the world of Yin and Demons has opened up. Although the handyman disciples of the outer sect cannot compare with the elite disciples of the inner sect, they still have some unique skills.
Most of the outer disciples are young people, and they will inevitably show off their achievements in public.
Whether Wang Yu or Chen Yang, the original owner, they often saw a zombie following behind their senior brothers and sisters, wandering around the forest full of ghosts and cries.
Wang Yu has naturally seen zombies.
His reaction was because of the taste.
When I opened the package before, a smell came out.
Out of curiosity, Wang Yu got a little closer and drank a lot in one sip. Now that he knew what kind of meat it was and what it tasted like, he felt a sense of discomfort in his heart.
"It's a weird piece of meat."
Chen Yang didn't react at all, he frowned and said.
In the mass graves, the smell was much stronger, and it was immediately noticeable.
In the Demon Realm, there are as many zombies as rice.
Outside, there is a corpse that I raised lying on the ground.
How could Chen Yang be so taboo about this thing?
He just felt weird.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Yu pinched his nose and asked.
After all, he is a disciple of the Yin Mo Sect, so he adapts quickly to it.
"This meat..."
Chen Yang stretched out a finger, pressed it on the blue-gray meat.
This piece of meat is very similar to the type of braised pork in restaurants.
From size, to shape.
A square piece, including the skin and flesh.
Chen Yang used a lot of strength to push it like this, and it felt like it was trembling.
"It's been there for a few days."
"It's so active that ordinary meat can't do it. It has to be spiritual animal meat."
"This is stiff meat that is not even as good as ordinary meat."
"Don't say it's been there for a few days. Even if it's just cut off, it's still stiff."
When Chen Yang said this, Wang Yu suddenly understood.
He drew inferences and said: "There is something wrong. If it were ordinary stiff meat, Li Ping would not have put it under the pillow."
It can't be that Li Ping has some hobbies that they don't know about, and he has to smell this smell every night to fall asleep, right?
Just thinking about it made Wang Yu shudder. He, a mysophobic person, couldn't bear this at all.
"See if there's anything else?"
Wang Yu made suggestions.
He honestly put his hands on his knees and didn't even bother to touch the inside of the package.