Chef's Knife

The mortal body that could not fully bear the power of Taotie caused Chu Yuanzhong's consciousness to fall into a temporary chaos.

He hadn't had that nightmare in... years.

"If you kill your body to achieve benevolence, don't live to harm benevolence!"

"If you kill your body to gain benevolence, don't live to harm benevolence!!"

"If you kill your body to achieve benevolence, don't seek to live to harm benevolence!!!"

The father held the nanmu pillar of the Golden Palace and screamed hoarsely, until the sharp blade pierced the mouth, making the mouth rotten.

Every word is as heavy as a thousand gram, hanging from an infinite height, and hanging down from an abyss of unpredictability.

The knife in the mouth came out from the other side of the cheek, and the wound went straight to the root of the ear.The face that was once harsh with a touch of kindness was torn apart in an instant.

No... Dad!Please... stop talking!

Father's tongue was pulled out by the scorching tongs and placed in a copper plate. He still whined angrily and unwillingly.

This man, who was always vocal and critical, refused to remain silent until his death.

They gouged out the mother's eyes, and blood flowed from the black eye sockets.The gouged out eyeballs rolled around on the ground and were trampled under their feet.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The elder sister and younger sister were stripped of their clothes and thrown into the boiling water, screaming and wailing. They were fished out and thrown on the ground with an iron brush to scrape off the flesh until the bones were exposed.

Astonishment, fear, grief, pain, hatred, despair.

The fallen human heads piled up into mountains, and sticky blood seeped into the carpet.

The father's body cut in half, the mother's bloody black eye sockets, the bloody backs of the sisters and sisters, the headless bodies of the uncles and aunts; these long-dead people crawled out of the pool of blood one after another. A pair of eyes were fixed on him.

My cousin grabbed his ankle with her bone-like hand, and several younger sisters hugged his thigh; my father made a whimpering sound, twisting his upper body to stop him from moving forward; my mother's black eye sockets were bleeding dry , stroking his cheek and calling his baby name.The headless corpse rushes up and grabs the cuff of his shirt, pushing and shoving him with countless hands trying to pull him into the pool of blood behind him.

His feet could no longer move forward, countless voices kept calling the name he had long since abandoned, and he kept backing away until he fell into the abyss.He will be dragged into that bottomless pool of blood, into that world that never sees the light of day.

Chu Yuanzhong felt manic. He used his hands to push away the corpse hanging on his body but he couldn't get rid of it.There was an extra knife in his hand, and during the struggle, the knife cut into the shoulder of a certain corpse, and the blade got stuck between the joints of the bones and he couldn't pull it out.

Angry, he let out a low, non-human roar from the depths of his throat.

The arm of the corpse fell to the ground, and Chu Yuanzhong raised his knife and cut off his mother's throat. From then on, no woman would call out his nickname again; There was a crisp cracking sound; Chu Yuanzhong drove away the younger sisters on his lap with a knife, and the one hugging his waist was the most beloved Yaomei, begging with a festering face.

"Brother...come with me! Brother...don't!!"

Chu Yuanzhong's knife slashed at her face and kicked away her remnant body.Those faces instantly turned hideous, turning into ghosts.

Countless corpses poured out of the pool of blood continuously.

Chu Yuanzhong's eyes were bloodshot, and the blade in his hand had been turned over, but the slaughter did not stop.

kill!kill!kill!

He walked up to his father with the broken knife in hand, and slashed at the heart of his chest just like he had done countless times in nightmares over the past ten years.

In an instant, all the ghosts were wiped out.

He threw the knife that had pierced his father's heart on the ground, and fatigue flooded into his body like a tidal wave.

Father, mother, cousin, sister, uncle, aunt...

All the dead have disappeared again.

He turned into the 12-year-old boy who dropped the knife and looked helplessly at the empty pool of blood, like a child who had made a big mistake.

Chuning knelt in front of the endgame, crying loudly.

"do not be afraid."

That gentle voice rang in my ears.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

He fell into a deep sleep under the comfort of that person, and vaguely heard the person say.

"Just leave all the troubles to me."

……

When Chu Yuanzhong woke up, he first felt pain in his lower back.

He took a deep breath and tried to lift his waist.Inadvertently twisted, the body fell back again.

"Um……"

Chu Yuanzhong heard a very shallow nasal sound, raised his head and met Luo Sheng's face, he was stunned for a long time before he figured out how embarrassing the situation was.

Luo Sheng's hands were hung up, and his wrists were tied with hair ties and tied in a knot.Lying on the couch with legs wide open, the green clothes covered with various stains were half-draped over her body, with whip marks and bite marks overlapping all over her body.

And he was riding on Luo Sheng's body, with his bare upper body still holding a whip in his hand.

To Chu Yuanzhong, no matter men or women, there is only appetite but no sex or desire.The only time he reacted was when he was working in Dali Temple eight years ago.

At that time, in order to obtain an important confession, he ordered people to torture the prisoner severely, and he did not hesitate to use torture, and even took part in the interrogation himself.In that bleak dungeon, he secretly took unprecedented pleasure in flogging the prisoners.It seemed that all the bullying he had suffered had been vented in this way, and the smell of blood made him so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

No matter it is cold winter or midsummer, Chu Yuanzhong's body is much cooler than ordinary people.He still doesn't live like a human being, he doesn't even breathe, like a living corpse.

Luo Sheng's body was warm, making Chu Yuanzhong feel safe for no reason.His semi-soft penis was still deeply pierced into Luo Sheng's body, and he maintained this state with an unprecedented peace of mind.

I am alive.

Chu Yuanzhong gained recognition from this behavior, he put his head on Luo Sheng's chest, and said something thoughtlessly.

"Have you ever skinned a human being alive?"

"Skinning livestock and poultry alive is of course common." Luo Sheng replied in a daze, "Anyone...not."

"I peeled it." Chu Yuanzhong rubbed Luo Sheng's collarbone, and found a comfortable place to place his chin, "I've seen it before."

Under such circumstances, he felt an urge to say something.

"A long time ago, when I was very young. There was a family heirloom in my family, and my father kept it all his life."

Chu Yuanzhong pressed his face against Luo Sheng's chest and said.

"Later, people from the government bought my family's treasures with real gold, silver, and rich salary from high-ranking officials. My father refused, so they arrested all my family members and skinned them all..."

Chu Yuanzhong didn't say any more, the world stained red with blood once again appeared in front of his eyes.

"Didn't you say that your father is a gambler who owed money to usury and abandoned his wife?" Luo Sheng asked back while stroking Chu Yuanzhong's head, his hands freed at some point.

"Have you ever said that?"

Chu Yuanzhong's expression was blank and he didn't remember.

"I told you so." Luo Sheng's wrist was bruised, and he smiled wryly, "Your father died for a while and didn't die for a while, you forgot about it, right?"

Chu Yuanzhong didn't speak, but buried his head deeper.

"My father."

He half-sneered and opened his mouth.

"It's a butcher."