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Chapter 50 Pig's Head, Human Head.

No, it's a pig's head.

Zhou You looked completely stunned.

—In fact, he wouldn't be so surprised if a human corpse were actually cooked.

After all, he had personally witnessed the monster carrying away the corpse, and the sound of chopping vegetables afterwards was undeniable. He had already mentally prepared himself for the grotesque scene that might unfold.
Who would have thought that the last dish served would be a pig's head?

"What's this? Am I roasting myself?"

Zhou You crept forward and first poked the pig's head slightly—his fingers felt a slightly bouncy texture, and he could tell at a glance that the thing was roasted to perfection, soft and bouncy, neither raw nor dry.

However, the problem is that judging from its elasticity and thickness, it is clearly pigskin rather than human skin.

To confirm again, he changed direction, picked up a chopstick from the plate, and inserted it into the gap in the pig's head.

"The bones are clearly pig skulls; it doesn't look like a human head covered with pig skin. So why did the system arrange this?"

But before he could finish speaking, a strange noise suddenly came.

"—Gurgle."

"What's that sound?"

The doubts had barely left his lips when the strange noises began in quick succession.

"Glug, glug, glug glug."

It took Zhou You three or four seconds to realize where the sound was coming from.

He lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

—That continuous resounding music began from this point.

The body's intestines and stomach seemed to have not eaten for a long time, and were now issuing warnings of extreme thirst. Saliva was being secreted frantically in the mouth, and the desire to eat even overwhelmed the pain in the palm.

There is only one kind of thought that is transmitted between the brains.

That is--

Eat it.

Driven by instinct, Zhou You's hand involuntarily reached for the pig's head.

—Since it's not human anyway, it shouldn't be a problem for me to taste a pig's head, right?

however.

Right now, right beside his ear.

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

"If I were you, I would never touch this thing."

In an instant, Zhou You suddenly woke up.

The outstretched hands froze in mid-air, and he immediately frowned.

—Strange, do I have such poor self-control that I want to eat this thing of unknown origin just because I'm hungry?
—And, most importantly.

Who just spoke?
Zhou You's eyes cleared instantly. He slowly drew out the blood-stained blade and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

He had already confirmed that there was no one else in the room besides him, so it was basically certain that the person who spoke was him.
Sure enough, within his sight, the three heads suddenly burst into laughter.

Even though they had lost their bodies, they smiled radiantly, their faces as if they were still alive.

Zhou You suddenly took a step back, holding the dagger horizontally in front of him, and prepared to speak the truth at any moment. He then asked the three heads in a low voice.

"Are you ghosts, or demons?"

The boy's head was the first to speak, smiling.

"It's not 'you all,' it's 'you.'"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the middle-aged man opened his mouth again.

"Brother, the heads you see are actually all of one person, but they've been separated now."

The old man's head spoke coldly at the end.

"And hey kid, I just helped you, and this is how you repay me? Instead of thanking me, you're pointing a knife at me?"

—The three of them spoke very casually, seemingly without any hostility.

But Zhou You did not let his guard down.

However, it is also true that the other party woke me up from that inexplicable state.

So Zhou You didn't rush to make a move, but continued.

"I was just trying a piece of this meat. I don't know what makes you three think you've saved me. Did you poison it?" "It was one person!"

The middle-aged man snorted and emphasized, and then the young man spoke up immediately.

"Poisoning? Ha, if that were true, at least you would have died a quick death and wouldn't have to suffer any more torment. But unfortunately, if you had eaten even a single bite, you would have ended up like this pig's head."

The old man's head gave a sarcastic summary.

"—After all, this is human flesh mixed with the flesh of the Tai Sui."

A familiar noun entered my ears.

In an instant, Zhou You thought of the title of the script.

'Tai Sui'

—The same two words.

Is it a coincidence, or...
But instead of asking, he cautiously stepped back, walked to the door, and glanced outside.

The pig-headed monster was nowhere to be seen in the passage; only the faint sound of chopping meat could be heard nearby.

It seems like the other party won't be coming anytime soon.

Upon seeing Zhou You's behavior, the young man spoke again.

“Friend, you’re being too cautious. Don’t worry, once that thing finishes cooking one dish, the next dish won’t be ready for at least half an hour. During that time, unless you burn down its lair, it won’t even acknowledge you.”

His words were quite friendly, but his eerie appearance gave off a creepy feeling.

But Zhou You didn't show any discomfort. With the help of his basic acting talent, he responded calmly.

"I was rude just now, thank you for your help. By the way, 'excuse me,' friend, could you explain what you were talking about earlier in more detail? And what is this 'Tai Sui'?"

"What? You don't even know about Tai Sui?"

The middle-aged man's head seemed quite puzzled—then the old man's head responded.

"Boy, where did you come from? This is a deity who governs the entire eastern part of Cangzhou. Countless things live off His flesh. You've come all this way and you don't even know this?"

God?

For some reason, Zhou You suddenly remembered the auspicious and serene Ghost Mother Bodhisattva he had seen some time ago, and his brows furrowed.

—Wait a minute, is this script about something similar?

A vague unease began to rise in Zhou You's heart, but he forced it down—now was not the time to think about such things—and then asked about the three heads again.

"Excuse me, could you please explain in more detail what exactly this 'Tai Sui' is? And why does eating it cause me to suffer such a fate?"

But the three heads just laughed.

After a long pause, the middle-aged man in the middle finally spoke.

But it's not an explanation; it's an ancient text.

"The creatures of Tai Sui are shaped like flesh. They attach themselves to large rocks, possessing both a head and a tail, and are living beings. The red ones are like coral, the white ones like fat, the black ones like lacquer, the blue ones like kingfisher feathers, and the yellow ones like purple gold, all of which are bright and clear like solid ice."

"I do know this section of the Compendium of Materia Medica. It says that the Tai Sui (a type of fungus) can be used as medicine and food, but the question is, what does this have to do with this pig's head?"

"—It's very simple."

The elderly man on the right said this, his voice full of sarcasm.

"Because the pig's head in front of you is not a pig at all, but a human being created by feeding the Tai Sui into people and then using the method of 'creating livestock' to force-feed them."

Looking at the golden, incredibly tempting pig's head feast, the young man suddenly laughed.

"The so-called livestock have become humans, and the so-called humans have become livestock. Beasts cook, and living people are put into the pot. The way of heaven and earth is reversed, and the universe is turned upside down. As long as you eat the flesh of this animal, you will eventually become another animal. So, would you say I saved you?"

Zhou You ignored the sarcasm in the words and turned his head to stare blankly at the fragrant and delicious dish.

—Is this a human?
He examined the pig's head closely but couldn't find anything unusual about it. He neither questioned nor responded, but suddenly spoke.

"So, my friend, you've told me so much, you can't just be trying to stop me from eating. Let's be frank, what exactly is your purpose?"

Then, all three heads burst into laughter.

But instead of asking me to be saved, they all opened their mouths and uttered the same sentence in an extremely malicious tone.

"My request is very simple."

"That is to ask you, brother/friend/kid, to kill the other two of me."

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