Chapter 53 Can a Madman Barbecue?

He Lingchuan frowned: "What's the explanation?"

"When you eat roast chicken, do you prefer to eat the legs and wings first, or the breasts?"

"Of course it's the legs! If I don't eat them, someone will snatch them from me." In the past, the food snatching in the men's dormitory was a legend of hungry wolves. But He Lingchuan reacted immediately, "You mean, they were eaten?"

Maotao picked up another bone from the ground: "This has traces of being burned by fire."

Not only do they eat people, they also roast them. He Lingchuan suddenly felt his stomach churn.

Every time he thought he had adapted to the world, it pushed his limits again. "Are they crazy? Why do they want to eat their companions?"

"You're not crazy." Nian Songyu pulled out a few more broken bones, all of which were half burnt. "Have you ever seen a madman cooking meat over a fire?"

Maotao also sighed: "Young Master, people usually eat people because they are extremely hungry."

There is little peace in this world. In times of famine, people would sell one son today and one wife tomorrow, and even exchange their sons for food. When wars broke out, it was common for armies to take civilians hostage as food reserves, called "two-legged sheep." There were even generals who published books to teach people what to do about the human body. Delicious parts and how to cook them.

Cannibalism has been around since ancient times, and it is unavoidable today.

"There is no water or food here. They are trapped to death!" Nian Songyu looked at Sun Fuping, "National Master, what should we do?"

This Panlong City looks rich, but in fact a living person cannot take in a single thing here. If you stay for a long time, you will either die of thirst or starve.

If they can't find the big square pot, they will follow in the footsteps of the Ling Kingdom team!

Sun Fuping, however, was very calm: "It doesn't matter, keep looking, don't forget that we still have someone to rely on."

He is indeed very calm and maintains his air of being a master until now.

As expected, the old guy has a way of keeping things under control. Is this probably the reason why Nian Songyu dares to follow him on an adventure? He Lingchuan watched the two people closely and found that Nian Songyu glanced at him after listening.

This look was subconscious. Nian Songyu withdrew his gaze at a glance, acting as if nothing had happened. But alarm bells rang in He Lingchuan's heart: "Why are you looking at me? Could this life-saving method have anything to do with me?"

With this thought, my heartbeat would skip two beats.

But then he thought again, it's not the last moment yet, maybe Sun Fuping won't show off his cards right away?

It is impossible for him and Mao Tao to fight against Sun and Nian alone. He Lingchuan made up his mind that once these two guys got involved, he would turn around and run away without saying a word. Panlong Wasteland is so big, they may not be able to find him.

But now, the hope of success of the operation still lies with Sun Fuping.

He Lingchuan seemed to be able to smell the coming crisis, and his mind was more flexible than usual at this time: "They have reached the point where they can eat each other. They must have been here for a long time and haven't researched anything? What if we can find It can save us a lot of time.”

He walked to the two large vats. There were a lot of debris thrown here, which didn't look like something that would be found in an ice cellar.

This statement made perfect sense. Sun Fuping and Nian Songyu looked at each other and nodded.

There were almost all clothes and rags on the ground, plus a few empty bottles and random debris. The four of them could conclude that these were the relics of the Baling Expedition, but they couldn't find anything useful after rummaging through them.

Sun Fuping was not discouraged. He stood up and said, "This cellar is just for discarding the bones. The person who ate them is not here. Let's search separately. You and Nian Duwei will go together." He pointed at Maotao.

"I'm in a group with Mr. He."

He Lingchuan's eyes flashed: "Why not divide the operations into four groups? It will be easier to find more manpower."

"There may be unknown dangers in the city, so we shouldn't split up." After Sun Fuping finished speaking, Nian Songyu took Mao Tao and left.

Are you afraid that he will find a place to hide alone? He Lingchuan became more and more certain that these two people were plotting against him, but he still had to say respectfully to Sun Fuping: "National Master, please."

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Walking on the empty street, He Lingchuan couldn't help but ask Sun Fuping:

"Even if we find the Dafang Pot, can it really turn the tide of the war and pacify the Woling Pass rebels?"

"Theoretically speaking, it is possible. Otherwise, why would we spend so much effort?" Sun Fuping walked very fast. It seemed that there was no goal on this road.

"If it was so easy to use, why didn't Zhong Shengguang use it to fight back to the West Luo Kingdom?" He Lingchuan had this question for a long time. "As a result, he and the city residents stayed in this enclave until they were outflanked until they died."

"There are many restrictions on the use of divine objects like that. Or maybe the god who gave the treasure back then had other plans."

"Then, what if we can't break through this restriction?"

"You don't need to worry." Sun Fu was confident, "As long as I find a big square pot, I will have a way to break the restrictions."

He Lingchuan was doubtful. The old man had never seen a large square pot and didn't know what restrictions it had. How dare he guarantee that he could solve it? It's like a doctor doesn't even see the patient, just asks about the symptoms, and prescribes medicine without taking a pulse or checking the whole story.

And when he said "break open", it sounded like it was forcibly lifted.

But this old man doesn't look weak at all.

Sun Fuping glanced at him, and He Lingchuan said: "Get the big square pot back, and dad and we can return to the capital. We will also ask the Imperial Master to take care of us."

Sun Fuping smiled: "Of course. You guys have done a great job in helping me retrieve the sacred object."

"Captain Nian and I seem to have some..." He Lingchuan coughed lightly, "Misunderstanding, how did I offend him?"

"Xunzhou Mu led the troops to quell the rebellion. Captain Nian may have some concerns." Sun Fuping comforted casually, "Young people can't calm down. If they don't sleep for a few nights, they will get angry and their temper will be bad."

He Lingchuan was a little embarrassed: "Can you ask the national teacher to mediate?"

This kid finally knows how to be respectful? But he should be afraid. First, He Chunhua and the Black Water City Army are not here, and he has lost all his past reliance; second, the father and son of the He family have always dreamed of returning to the capital in brocade clothes. In such a place, how dare a small official offend the general of Zhengbei?

It is time to bow your head and be careful to get along well with others.

Thinking of this, Sun Fuping smiled more gently: "It's a small matter."

He Lingchuan was indeed grateful: "Thank you, national teacher!"

At this time, the two had left Chen's house for dozens of feet, but still had nothing. He Lingchuan jumped onto the roof of the roadside, looking and muttering: "If I were a Baling person, I was about to die of thirst and hunger, where would I go to try my luck?"

He also needs luck, otherwise he would be trapped here for a long time, and Nian and Sun would finish their food and water, and they might eat him and Maotao.

If it really comes to that, it might be Sun Guoshi who kills. Although he looks kind and benevolent.

No, they will start early. After all, dry food can be stored for a long time, but flesh and blood cannot.

It is more reasonable to eat up the flesh and blood first and then the dry food, not to mention that the meat is more fragrant, tender and nutritious...