I took a horrified look and found that these foods were all human limbs, including fingers, internal organs, and human heads. The skull on the top of the head had been pried open, revealing the bright red brain.
I felt nauseous and my legs were shaking. I didn't understand why I came to this place. Is this hell?
These ghosts didn't seem to pay attention to me, they were reveling and chatting to their heart's content. The glasses in their hands were filled with bright red liquid that was foaming.
I didn't know what to do. I wanted to run but couldn't find the exit.
Fortunately no one noticed me.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and tried my best to avoid their attention. My eyes kept searching around, trying to find a way out.
Almost like a cat, I gently lifted my feet and took a step, trying not to make a sound.
But he was still hit by something, and he jumped back like a reflex, realizing that he hadn't paid attention to his steps just now and knocked down a child.
The child was very skinny and had a big head. He got up from the ground and stared at me with an angry look on his face.
I found that this child's face was blue-gray, his eyes, mouth, and head were surprisingly large, and his limbs were very small. He looked extremely uncoordinated, like a big-headed son in a cartoon.
The child patted the dust on his hands, and then I noticed that there was no flesh on his fingers and the bones were exposed.
But the amazing thing is that the ten fingers can still move as usual.
I have realized that this child may also be a ghost.
The kid stared at me for a while and then said, "You hit me! I want my dad to eat you!"
After he finished speaking, he pointed to a man who was gnawing on a human leg not far away. This man had a small head, but very sharp teeth. He gnawed his huge thigh into bones in no time.
I shook my head hastily.
The child seemed to have noticed my fear, grinned, and said proudly: "It's okay not to eat, but you have to give me a glass of watermelon blood juice and three spicy hands! I will forgive you!"
The child said and pointed in the direction of the buffet.
I swallowed a gulp of saliva. The buffet was placed so high that the child might not be able to reach it, so he forced me to do this.
Although I have ten thousand reluctances in my heart, I don’t have the capital to refuse now. After all, saving my life is important.
I took a plate and a glass and walked towards the buffet.
The child followed me proudly.
Looking at the real objects placed on the buffet table, I felt sick in my heart, but I still held myself back and didn't spit it out. No one was paying attention to me now. If I behaved abnormally, I might die soon.
It has become a reality in their mouths.
"Why do you walk differently than me?"
The little boy suddenly asked me.
I was a little nervous. Did the little boy see something?
"What's the difference!"
"You see, my dad always walks with his feet in mind! My dad said that we can eat anything that is different from our walking posture!"
The little boy said to himself.
It seems to be talking about a very common thing.
I suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Subconsciously raised his feet.
"But now I just want to eat spicy hands!"
Hearing the little boy say this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was a kid with a low IQ. If another ghost discovered it, my life would be over!
The little boy handed me an iron shelf with blood stains on it. Although it was disgusting, he took it anyway.
"Quick, give me some spicy hands!"
The kid seemed to be unable to wait any longer and anxiously urged me next to me.
I took the stand and picked up a few people's hands from the iron basin, put them on the plate, and then handed them to the kid, who started eating excitedly.
The pointed teeth were extremely sharp, but within a short time, all three hands were chewed by the imp until only the bones were left.
"Get me a glass of watermelon blood juice! I'm thirsty!"
He then gave the kid a glass of bright red blood juice, which had a strong fishy smell.
The kid then came over and started drinking.
I looked at it and felt nauseous.
"Why don't you eat?"
The kid put down the cup and wiped his mouth.
"I'm not hungry!"
The scene of this kid drinking blood makes me want to vomit.
"Dad! This uncle walks differently from us!"
The little ghost's words made my heart tighten again. The little ghost actually came too.
This is trouble!
I didn't know what to do for a moment, so I turned around and found that the little-headed ghost was staring at me, his eyes full of suspicion.
My heart was beating rapidly. I was afraid that I would be found to be abnormal, so I tried my best to control my emotions.
The little-headed ghost smiled and patted my shoulder: "How did you die?"
After hearing this, I was stunned for a moment. My first reaction was that I am not dead!
Then I remembered that maybe the little-headed ghost thought that I was a ghost too!
"I died of a heart attack!"
"Hey, why do you still have a heartbeat?"
The little-headed ghost looked suspicious.
"Forehead…."
I suddenly didn't know how to explain it, and my back was covered in cold sweat.
"Haha, I know! You must be suffering from post-mortem sequelae!"
The little-headed ghost suddenly laughed, grinning almost to his ears. Although this little-headed ghost had a small head, his mouth and belly were surprisingly big.
"Sequelae after death?"
I was stunned. Is there such a thing?
"So you don't know! My wife suffered from post-mortem sequelae. My wife was very weak during her lifetime and could not walk unsteadily. After her death, she became extremely strong. To tell you the truth, I have been beaten a lot in the past few years!
"
The little-headed ghost explained.
I smiled awkwardly. It was the first time I knew that there was such a thing as sequelae after death.
I was still nervous just now and didn’t know how to explain it! Unexpectedly, Xiaotou explained it for me!
"Thank you for taking care of my son! Let's have a drink together?"
Little-headed ghost, pass me a glass of watermelon blood juice!
Smelling the pungent smell, I felt nauseous, but I couldn't show it so that the little-headed ghost could figure out something!
I had no choice but to take it.
"What do you call brothers?"
"My name is Du Yu!"? "Du Yu?"
After hearing this, the little-headed ghost was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed. I became nervous again. Did this guy see something again?
I'm ready to run away at any time.
My mind is racing with how to get out of here in a few seconds.
"You died not long ago, right? My name is Little-headed Ghost, and this is my son Big-headed Ghost. You died of a heart attack! Well...then I'll call you Sick-Dead Ghost!"
The little-headed ghost laughed again.
My thoughts are really fucking ugly.
Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't express it, so I had to smile awkwardly.
"Oh, we had a great chat, let's have a drink!" the little-headed ghost handed him a glass of watermelon blood lipids.
Damn, he actually asked me to drink blood. I shook my head, naturally unwilling to drink: "Forget it, I'm not thirsty!"
After hearing what I said, the little-headed ghost's face darkened. He changed his smiling face, frowned, and stared at me: "Aren't you a ghost?"
I panicked all of a sudden. As soon as Xiaotou said this, the ghosts who were eating at the buffet suddenly stopped what they were doing and stared at me with evil expressions. The hanged ghosts had saliva on their long tongues, and slowly...
Approaching me, the drowned ghost seemed to have seen something, with greed flashing in his eyes.
"Young man, are you human? Why do you smell so good to me?"
Suddenly an old lady dressed in black appeared behind me. The old lady's face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were cloudy, her mouth had no teeth at all, and her sparse lips were drooling. As soon as she opened her mouth, I smelled a stench.
The old lady's withered hands made my shoulders hurt from squeezing them.
"No, I'm not a human being!"
I didn't know how to defend myself. I thought I was about to get through, but the little-headed ghost still saw the flaw.
"Dad, this uncle walks differently from us!" the big-headed ghost said with an innocent face.
I almost collapsed and was done thinking.
Several ghosts nearby surrounded me. My whole body was trembling, my mind was blank, and my whole body was shining.
"Dad, I'm thirsty!"
I suddenly heard a childish voice, a small hand shaking my arm. This was the voice of a little boy.
Sure enough, as soon as the little boy said this, the little-headed ghost and other ghosts were stunned for a moment.
I handed the blood juice on the table to the boy. The boy grinned and drank the blood.
"Dad, I'm hungry, I want to eat spicy hands!"
The kid drank the blood juice in one gulp, burped, shook my arm, and screamed.
I quickly took a few hands from the plate and handed them to the kid. The kid took the plate and started chewing as if he hadn't eaten in a few days.