Lu Yuan rubbed his head.

According to his current imagination, this fellow No. 71 should have been blinded by anger, which is nothing to do. After all, this guy was tortured under the hands of the owner of the slaughterhouse, and his past teammates and companions were also tortured to death.

So, after he was free, he must be the first person he wanted to kill was this butcher.

But the problem is that Lu Yuan does not want to kill the butcher. He now wants to figure out what background this copy is and what the scp icon represents.

"Uh... Listen to this voice, who is the butcher torture again, right?" Lu Yuanxian asked tentatively.

"Yes, after these human traitors surrendered to the power of the [Gate of Death], they had some ability to control the dead, but the premise for them to control the dead must be to leave a deep impression on themselves before the death." No. 71 said.

"So, these people tried their best torture the living people, so that they could control their bodies after their death?" Lu Yuan also followed this idea and put forward his own assumptions.

"Yes, and the deeper the obsession of the deceased with the butcher, the more the butcher can control the dead body as he pleases."

"I think you have a deep obsession with this butcher now." Lu Yuan said a little embarrassedly: "Otherwise, let's let him go first, return to the village first, and then call a group of people to bring the slaughterhouse to a nest. What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan made a convincing opinion.

However......

"No, we must have the blood of this butcher on our bodies to pass through the dead bodies outside."

"Ah?" Lu Yuan hummed: "What's the reason?"

No. 71 explained: "The dead will attack any living creatures indiscriminately, but the human traitors who surrender to the [Gate of Death] will not attack them. Therefore, if you and I want to cross the thousands of dead, we must pour the butcher's blood on them, otherwise we will be chopped up once we leave the gate of the slaughterhouse."

"..." Lu Yuan was silent for a moment and realized that he was really lucky. If he had not noticed the sign of the No. 71 shoulder at that time, he probably wouldn't have rescued him. If he didn't save him, he would have really rushed out of the slaughterhouse and would have lost his feet.

Well, it's nightmare mode after all, and it seems to make sense to have such hidden clues.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

And in the few seconds of talking, another miserable roar came from the wooden house.

No. 71 seemed to finally be unable to control the impulse in his heart. He suddenly rushed out of the obstruction of the trees, like a reckless man who was ignorant of the consequences, threw down the door of the wooden house, raised an axe in his hand, and chopped down the door of the wooden house.

This axe was picked up by him after he fought against the feather duster fellow villager. No. 71 would think that Lu Yuan and No. 71 would put weapons on that place and continue to wander around here with bare hands.

Click! Click! Click!

With a few continuous sounds of wood shattering, it seems that although No. 71 can use some so-called [hunter's skills], his physical strength is not very strong, and it is very difficult to swing an axe.

Lu Yuan was afraid that this brother would be exhausted and paralyzed because he could not cut open the wooden door for a long time, or attracted a bunch of dead people around him, so he had to rush up helplessly and kick open the wooden door.

The front foot of the wooden door was kicked open, and a strong smell of blood came to the face, which made Lu Yuan feel a little furious. The scene in the wooden house was also extremely compatible with the smell. There were rows of rotten meat hanging on the beams between them. Looking at it roughly, there must be at least twenty pieces. The buzzing sound of flies around it made people feel pain in their brains.

Lu Yuan was unwilling to think about whether the rotten meat belonged to pigs or humans, so he turned his attention to the corner of the wooden house.

There was a very obvious staircase leading to the underground, and the miserable shouts just now came from there. And because the shouts still did not stop, coupled with the echo effect in the basement, it was almost blocked by the sound of kicking the door.

This also led to that until now, no one who looked like a [butcher] rushed out, and he wanted to chop Lu Yuan and No. 71 to pieces.

A trace of ferociousness appeared on No. 71's face. It seemed that he also saw the stairs leading to the basement, because he had already shrunk his head, stared at Xiong Hong's eyes, and ran towards that direction.

"Hey...didn't you plan before hitting the boss?" Lu Yuan was about to stop the other party, but it was too late, so he could only follow him helplessly.

The staircase leading to the underground is much longer than imagined, extending to about three meters underground. It suddenly slowed down and soon, an underground space that occupied your area larger than a wooden house appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

And it was not until here that Lu Yuan truly felt that the name [Slaughterhouse] was truly worthy of its name.

The area covers almost 300 square meters of underground space, and is filled with various torture instruments, and even seems a little crowded. Compared with this, the pile of rotten meat on the upper floor suddenly looks much fresher.

The strong smell of blood in the air almost makes people feel a sticky illusion, and there are almost all corpses placed on the various torture instruments, or living people who have not yet become corpses.

But it is obvious that even if some of them are still alive, they are already on the verge of dying, because they can only use their last strength to make their only moans.

Lu Yuan's eyes began to shine. He had a very longing for the torture instruments in front of him, and the urge to study and study. He thought, if so many awesome things could be used on other fellow villagers, his efficiency would be several times more effective!

"Ahhhhhhh————”

Just as Lu Yuan was thinking about something beautiful, suddenly, the scream came again.

Lu Yuan quickly looked in that direction, and then, under the reflection of the candlelight on the wall, he saw a thin, hunched body, surrounded by a huge torture instrument, looking particularly creepy.

The person who was screaming seemed to be a woman. She should have just been arrested and still has the ability to scream.

No. 71's breathing began to become heavier, more and more rapid, and then he even became a little crazy.

"Cammond!!!"
Chapter completed!