Chapter 253: You’ll get used to it after vomiting twice more


    Huang Cheng had noticed the person coming to the side early on, but he just pretended not to know. When his sword power became more mature, he used the small round steel shield on his left forearm to knock him out. Sparks flew out and he raised the sword high in the air. The empty door of the chest and abdomen is exposed...


    ? Huang Cheng kicked his feet to the ground, twisted his waist and exerted force. The ring-shou knife in his right hand had passed through the man''s neck like a lightning bolt, and a stream of blood followed the movement of the knife like an arrow.


    The knife in the man''s hand fell with a clang, and he covered his neck with both hands, as if trying to block the wound. Unfortunately, it was in vain. His throat gurgled twice, and he collapsed.


    Relying on the fact that the armor on his body was all made of stainless steel, Huang Cheng went on a rampage and killed more than ten people in the blink of an eye. The group of attackers were frightened. When he saw that the leader also died under Huang Cheng''s sword, he let out a cry. , actually scattered and fled...


    ?The archers on the rock shot another four or five people, and then lost these people in the darkness.


    ??There were a few others who were unable to escape immediately because of their leg injuries. At this time, they ignored their injuries and limped away desperately. They were shot down by archers one by one...


    ??As the last attacker screamed in agony before being shot down, the surrounding area quickly returned to calm.


    Huang Cheng and others did not dare to pursue them further, so they retreated into the car formation and waited for dawn.


    ?Although the night is long, there will be a moment of light in the end.


    ?The sky finally turned a little whiter, and the sky turned from black to dark blue, and then gradually turned to light blue. The Qinling Mountains appear far or near in the morning light, just like in a splash-ink Chinese painting, with appropriate shades. Coupled with the thin mist between the mountain tops, it is hazy and like a fairyland.


    But what’s nearby is a hellish scene.


    ??The dead body was torn apart like a tattered rag doll, with broken limbs and arms scattered everywhere. The blood that was originally bright red has dried up and turned black, like a crazy painter splashing ink randomly, splashing all over the ground in front of him.


    Only then did Fei Qian realize that there are so many colors hidden in the human body, such as red and black muscles, pale bones, reddish brown, white and yellow, and some disembowelled parts of the body that had been disembowelled. It was unknown whether they had ruptured gastrointestinal tracts. A kind of dark green...


    ?Fei Qian would rather be short-sighted at this moment, so that he would not be able to see so clearly.


    The mountain mist blows away, carrying a strong smell of blood. It turns out that there is so much human blood, it is so fishy, ??and it is so thick that the wind cannot blow it away. It is like pieces of invisible glue. One breath turns out to be... It felt as if a piece of flesh had been forced into my chest, and the blockage was very uncomfortable...


    Fei Qian gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand, because he knew that the next few years would be twenty or thirty years or even longer. The scenes in front of him were as common as everyday things, and only so many of him had died now. It''s unbearable. How will I adapt to the death of thousands of people in the future?


    Fei Qian greeted Huang Cheng, and just as he opened his mouth, a mountain wind hit his face with a strong smell of blood...


    ?Fei Qian could no longer control himself, and without even uttering a single word, he vomited until the sky was dark and the bitter water in his stomach was vomited out.


    After resting for a while, Fei Qian got used to it a little and said: "... I''m just kidding... Shuye, let... let someone check the... identities of these people..."


    Huang Cheng didn’t mean to make fun of Fei Qian at all. He agreed seriously, went to give the order, took another gourd of water, and handed it to Fei Qian.


    ? Fei Qian drank a few mouthfuls of water, and the nauseating feeling in his chest and abdomen dissipated slightly.


    “…Shuye, when was the first time you killed someone?”


    "The first year of Zhongping." Huang Cheng remembered it very clearly and answered directly, "At that time, the Yellow Turbans were in rebellion, and some Yellow Turbans from Chen and Runan went south to Jingxiang..."


    What a troubled time!


    ? Huang Cheng looks younger than himself, but he has already killed people in four or five years. If calculated, he went into battle to kill people when he was fourteen or fifteen years old. Fei Qian couldn''t help but smile bitterly. He didn''t do anything himself last night. He just watched the scene after the war. He couldn''t adapt to it anymore and was so dizzy. If the day came when he had no choice but to take action, could he really do it? ?


    "Fei Langjun...you are already very good..." Huang Cheng saw Fei Qian''s thoughts and comforted him, "Back then, the Yellow Turbans attacked the county. After the war, I heard that some scholars went crazy on the spot when they saw the dead. It took a few days to recover..."


    ?Fei Qian really didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, so in the end he had no choice but to nod, accepting Huang Cheng’s comfort.


    ?At this time, Huang Xu ran over and said with some regret that he didn''t find anything special on the body.


    ?This is also what it should be. Normally, if you want to do something like this, there will definitely be no flaws. However, there is also a saying that "corpse does not lie."


    Fei Qian forced himself to suppress his churning stomach and walked to the place where the corpse was placed. It turns out that according to Huang Cheng''s wish, he would throw it directly into the Yellow River to save trouble.


    ??But Fei Qian asked that a hole be dug and buried at least twenty steps away from the river.


    People in the Han Dynasty didn’t know what bacteria were, but Fei Qian did. As long as it is the corpse of a large animal, it is almost like a biochemical weapon. Flowing river water is better. As long as the corpse in the water is taken out, the water quality will be restored after a while.


    ??If it is a stagnant water source such as a pool, as long as there is an animal or human body in it, it will immediately turn into highly toxic water. If it is drunk without treatment, vomiting and diarrhea will be mild...


    "This is not the Yellow Turban, at least not the Yellow Turban of the past two years..." Fei Qian endured the discomfort, used a knife to fiddle with a disemboweled body, observed it and said, "Ahem... look at this fat layer... um, It’s just human ointment. Even if the Yellow Turban exists, it certainly won’t be so obvious…”


    People can only accumulate some fat when they are relatively stable and have a relatively secure diet. The Yellow Turbans are basically poor farmers, and now most of them are forced to hide in the mountains, eating and starving. , it would be good if you are not skinny, but there will be some kind of formed fat layer on your belly.


    Although Huang Cheng didn''t know how people accumulate fat, he had killed the Yellow Turbans before. The ordinary Yellow Turbans were indeed thin, and only the leaders were stronger, so Huang Cheng directly gave a few corpses He opened them all and looked at them carefully one by one, and then said to Fei Qian, who was already a little unable to hold himself up, "It''s true."


    You Huang Cheng must have done it on purpose!


    ??Fei Qian looked at the corpses that were black, black, red, colorful, white, yellow, and yellow, and felt that his stomach was tumbling. He couldn''t help it, and vomited it out again...


    "Fei Langjun! Fei Langjun, are you okay..."


    “…Ahem, no…it’s okay, just vomit more…and you’ll get used to it after two times…”


    Zhou Yu vomited blood and said, "Brother Kong Ming, thank you very much for saving me. I can''t survive. Seeing you saving me makes me happy even in death."


    Zhuge suddenly felt guilty and said, "You don''t need to thank me. This is my plan, do you know?"


    Zhou Yu whispered: "Don''t be so loud. If Zhongmou hears it, he can''t let you go. I knew it earlier. If I die in your hands, I won''t complain at all."


    Ahem…


    (End of this chapter)