A strange sound came from the five rotten peaches.
The sound was like using pliers to open pecans one by one, or like using the back molars to bite open the large pliers of a crab.
Five peaches were lined up on the ground, as if they were treating the ground like a scalding hot pot, jumping up and down.
Each time it jumps, it only slightly jumps a centimeter or two. If you are not careful, it will seem like you are shivering.
However, Chen Yang could sense through the Yin Demonic Qi that penetrated their interiors that the five peaches were not trembling in fear, but in excitement.
Just like a baby crying loudly when it is just born.
What appears externally is not like excitement or rebirth, but more like withering at the end of the road.
The peaches shriveled up one after another.
Like an apple thrown in the corner without anyone paying attention, the skin finally became dry and wrinkled.
Next comes the pulp.
The originally plump fruit pulp melted away without a trace, as if a high-level paraplegic patient had been lying in bed for two years and all his muscles had atrophied.
Only the mottled peel is left, wrapping the core.
"Kacha kacha~"
The strange noise started again.
This time it was the skin of the peach, peeling off from the core like a snake shedding.
Brush~
Chen Yang almost had the urge to cover his eyes with his hands.
Completely opposite to the ugly skin and flesh of the fruit, the exposed core is shiny and shiny, bright red and translucent in color, with distinct ravines on it, as if it is a smaller version of the natural texture on the stone gate, full of mysterious and mysterious flavor
.
Swish, swish, swish~
Five bright-looking peach pits were spinning on the ground, and the soil below made a sound as if a drill was drilling down.
The rotation was getting faster and faster, and dark soil was lifted up in all directions.
As soon as Chen Yang retreated,
Back again,
Withdraw from the CCP.
After retreating dozens of meters, he barely managed to stand still.
It's not that the wind force caused by the rotation of the peach core is strong enough to push him. If there are maggots, broken bones, etc. that are common in the soil of mass graves, inside the flying black soil, they will fall down.
Chen Yang was fine and didn't want these things to contaminate his body.
When he was burying his corpse, he almost lost a layer of skin when he went into the soup pool afterwards.
He didn't want to suffer this crime again.
When Chen Yang stood still and looked up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
In front, five small tornadoes, one tall and one small, looked like graceful women, undulating, swaying and dancing.
"Bang!"
Five tornadoes collapsed in no particular order.
The raised burial soil was like a piece of carpet falling hard from three floors, hitting the ground with a muffled sound.
"Huh?!"
Chen Yang's eyes widened.
"Where's my peach stone?"
The ground was flat and perfect, with not even a hole in it.
Chen Yang subconsciously went over, squatted down, and looked for the five peach stones that he had worked so hard to get.
Bang~
On the ground not far away, the soil was arching, falling, arching again, and then falling, like a big heart beating.
Chen Yang looked over and asked: "General Wang, do you have something to say?"
"Bang!"
A hand with black nails stuck straight out from the soil, rose into the sky, and gestured to God with the middle finger.
The next second, his elbow bent, and his sharp black nails touched the ground.