Weird Decomposition Guide

After walking out of the hotel, He Shan looked at the sun in the sky, and was about to go to the trickster in Songyang City and ask for a topographic map of the overlapping area of ​​Songyang City.

The information here is blocked, so the Abnormal Management Bureau does not know the situation here.

He Shan didn't want to sweep the entire Songyang City like a headless chicken.

Instead, I want to pick out the key points from all the overlapping areas, and then slowly harvest them.

Although Songyang City does not communicate with the outside world, since the city can survive until now, at least it should have some understanding of the overlapping areas.

But as soon as he left the hotel, He Shan noticed another thing.

That is, the atmosphere of the city has changed!

There are colorful papers posted everywhere on the street, and some people are setting off fireworks.

Yesterday's crowd with the faces of 'dead horses' all had smiles on their faces, and they were having a strange carnival with drinks and barbecue in their hands.

"What's going on... Is what I saw yesterday a fake, or what I see now is a fake?"

He Shan pinched his cheek, and then stimulated his brain with mental power.

Finding that he is neither asleep nor in a dream, everything he sees is real.

In every slightly spacious place, there are long tables with various delicacies and fruits, as well as some exquisite jugs.

The citizens of Songyang City who drink and eat meat are completely different from the victims He Shan saw yesterday.

"My fellow, I would like to ask, where did these wine and meat come from?" He Shan stopped him, and an uncle with a big brain and a thick neck asked.

Yesterday every resident was full of vigilance towards He Shan.

But today these people are very enthusiastic.

"Young man, come and enjoy it with us. This is a festival that only happens once a week. There is unlimited supply of food and wine. Is there a better place than here?"

The uncle stuffed wine and meat into his stomach vigorously, as if he couldn't eat at all.

The entire Songyang City is simply having a carnival.

No matter men, women or children, they are eating and drinking like crazy, and at the same time they are singing and dancing non-stop.

He Shan walked on the street with a calm face. In such an environment, he couldn't imagine who to turn to to ask about the layout of overlapping areas in Songyang City.

After searching for a long time, he didn't even see a person who looked like a manager.

Suddenly, He Shan saw a figure that didn't match the atmosphere of this carnival. It was the child who took his pepper before.

The child stood in the corner, watching people enjoying the delicious meal, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't take part in the carnival, he just stood there and watched.

"Why, don't you go to drink and eat meat with them?" He Shan walked up to him and asked.

The child's eyes lit up when he saw He Shan.

"My mother said that these things are poisonous and should not be eaten, but no one believed what my mother said."

"Are these things poisonous?"

He Shan froze for a moment, walked to a table, and picked up a fragrant smoked chicken leg.

"Delusion!"

Two withered and yellow leaves flew past his eyes, and then his eyes shone with a substantial golden light.

After the ability was activated, the chicken legs changed in He Shan's eyes.

"This...is not a chicken leg."

In He Shan's eyes, the drumstick is not made of flesh and blood, but woven of energy.

So these chicken legs should be made by something.

No wonder the citizens of Songyang City ate a big meal for seven days, but they were only pale and emaciated and did not starve to death.

No wonder they overeat so much, yet they don't feel overwhelmed at all.

And the power that makes up the chicken leg, although it seems that there is no obvious pollution, but there is an unharmonious force inside, which makes He Shan feel disgusted with the chicken leg.

He Shan squatted down and asked curiously, "How did your mother know that these drumsticks are poisonous?"

The child shook his head, probably only his mother knew about it.

Just when He Shan wanted to find his mother to find out the situation, the carnival changed again.

Several huge fireworks rose into the sky, dyeing the sky in brilliant colors, and all the delicious food and wine turned into colorful light spots and dissipated into the air.

The festive atmosphere in Songyang City suddenly disappeared without a trace, and everyone once again turned into a disheveled look.

But people are clutching their bellies, they've had their fill.

Everyone knelt down on the ground, looking in one direction reverently, their eyes full of fanaticism.

'laheeee... laheeee...'

Weird but mysterious music sounded, and a special team came from the north.

There were more than a dozen carriages in this team, each of which was pulled by two white horses, and without exception, fat people in gorgeous clothes were sitting in the carriages.

These fat men wore veils on their heads, covering their real faces, looking down at the people kneeling on the ground.

On both sides of the carriage, there are some servants who are playing musical instruments.

"These people are..." He Shan squatted down and asked the child.

The child said: "They are noble people living in the inner city, and they hold the weekly celebration. Without them, everyone in Songyang City would have starved to death."

"Inner city?" He Shan narrowed his eyes: "Where did the inner city of Songyang come from?"

Last night, when He Shan was looking for a hotel, he also wandered around, but he didn't find that there was an inner city in Songyang City.

The child said longingly: "The inner city is very mysterious. Only the nobles and those chosen by the nobles can enter the inner city."

"There is no hunger, no pain, and you can enjoy the same life every day as you did during the celebration..."

He Shan scoffed at this set of rhetoric.

Judging from his experience as a senior trickster, there is definitely something wrong with these fat guys.

He frowned and looked at these gorgeously dressed fat people.

In his sight, these people were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making it impossible for him to see the real situation of these guys.

Unless you use the delusion-breaking eyes to look at these fat people, but that is almost equivalent to provocation.

In a city like this that doesn't care, it's best not to do this until you figure out the situation.

While He Shan was thinking, those carriages had arrived at the center of the largest square in Songyang City.

The fat man sitting in the first carriage stretched out a hand, and a man dressed like a rooster stood up.

"My compatriots in Songyang City, the world is facing a doomsday crisis. Countless people outside are starved to death and killed by monsters."

"The rest of the people in the outside world are brutal cannibals. They occasionally come to Songyang City to look for food. Don't be fooled by their rhetoric..."

"However, the nobles are very kind. If those outsiders want to participate in the ceremony, you don't have to stop them."

...

The man spent more than ten minutes talking about the danger outside, and then changed his style of painting and began to praise the merits of the nobles.

In the end, he turned to the main topic: "Gentlemen, you have been given wine and food, and it's time for you to fulfill your promise."