Stand-in!

At the last moment, Jiang Mo's figure disappeared on the spot, replaced by a puppet and a strand of broken hair.

Jiang Mo's face was a little hideous.

The head is buzzing.

This is the discomfort caused by the continuous use of stand-ins.

"Hold at least five minutes to rest, and then use the stand-in technique, and your head will explode. ”

Fortunately, this time he moved to a firewood house, as early as yesterday, he turned around the entire Jiang Mansion, and also researched an escape route, and put the puppets in advance.

Jiang Mo held his breath and stared.

In this firewood room, normal people can't walk in, because it's full of firewood, and only palm-sized dolls can squeeze into it.

Of course, Jiang Mo, who came over with a stand-in technique, was also uncomfortable, and felt that he had been poked into a hole by firewood.

"You can't eat Er's meat in this life, you sit on the country~~~~Ye~again~come~!"

With a heroic and heroic play, it sounded.

The Peking Opera generals outside circled around the firewood room, as if they couldn't find a suitable place to start, and the sound of gongs and drums gradually faded away.

A slight sigh of relief.

Jiang Mo recalled the information he saw in the study.

General Drama: Take the bones of the drama that is too deep in the play, fill the grass as flesh and blood, and wear battle armor on the outside. It can kill dozens of people, and it is brave and invincible. Drink through its upright body and stand down.

"You can solve the drama general by drinking the body, but ordinary people, standing in front of him, just open their mouths, their heads will be cut off. ”

Shaking his head, Jiang Mo tried his best to recover his spirits.

Suddenly, a strange smell of freshness mixed with blood rushed into his nostrils.

Gaze intently.

The firewood in the firewood room actually began to grow buds, green branches, and thin vines.

At the same time, a feeling of weakness came.

This is......

Jiang Mo looked down and was shocked to find that Chai Mu actually stretched out his rhizome and pierced into his body, sucking his life like a blood-sucking leech.

"It was discovered so quickly. ”

Stretched out his hand and forcibly tore off the rhizome that had pierced into his body, pulling out a large area of blood, but Jiang Mo looked as usual.

After all, similar surgeries, whether given to others or to oneself, have done a lot in previous lives.

The rhizome was torn out, and soon it twisted and twisted into Jiang Mo's skin.

Gradually, Jiang Mo was wrapped in a ball of rhizomes, and in contrast to the wood, the firewood was vibrant, with green shoots, growing, budding, and blooming bright flowers.

"If you continue like this, you'll die, stand-in. ”

Gritting his teeth, he left a puppet on the spot, and Jiang Mo's body appeared in the kitchen, standing unsteadily against the wall.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of knives chopping ribs sounded rhythmically.

It's so late...... Who else is in the kitchen!

A chill welled up in my heart.

Jiang Mo wiped the sweat from his face and walked cautiously towards the door, but as soon as he arrived at the door, the sound of Beijing opera beating gongs and drums came clearly, which made him have to stop.

The drama general is right outside the kitchen door!

And in the kitchen, there is something I don't know what is chopping ribs.

Just when Jiang Mo was entangled, the sound of chopping ribs disappeared, and a deep voice came from behind him, "This guest officer, are you here to find food? ”

Stiff twisting of the neck.

Jiang Mo saw that a strong man with a pig's head, a bare body, and knotted muscles was holding a bloody kitchen knife, and a pair of ruthless pig eyes looked at him coldly.

Grunt.

"Just, stomach, a little hungry. Although he was very reluctant, Jiang Mo felt that it was better not to anger this second senior brother.

This is also a kind of witchcraft, taking the resentful spirit of a domestic animal that died tragically, sealing it with its head, cultivating it in a special way, and finally changing heads with people, and it becomes like this.

Because it is full of resentment and obsession, this special life created by witchcraft is called a monster.

Obviously, when I came to this place during the day, it was just an ordinary kitchen.

The pig-headed man turned and walked towards the kitchen, and after a while, a large bowl of steaming pork rib soup was brought in front of him.

Staring at this bowl of pork rib soup, Jiang Mo fell into deep thought.

From this angle, he saw blood spilling from the depths of the kitchen, as well as a palm.

The palm of a human hand.

So this bowl of pork rib soup...... Very suspicious.

"Why don't you eat it yet!" the pig-headed man approached with a kitchen knife.

Jiang Mo's brain was running at high speed.

The information I saw from the study, the devil, lives with obsession, in addition to obsession, it is tyrannical and brutal, after all, the birth of the devil is very inhumane.

If you want to survive at the hands of the devil, ordinary people must try to use the demon's obsession as much as possible.

It should be dominated by pigs at this time, obsessed, is it eating?

Or take revenge for the fate of being slaughtered, and therefore also slaughter humans?

Or take revenge on the fate of being used as food, so turn humans into food?

All kinds of possibilities are emerging.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, calmed down, and had a few guesses in his heart, which could only be guesses, and there was only so much time given to him.

"I think there's something wrong with the way you make this bowl of pork rib soup. Pushing away the pork rib soup, Jiang Mo raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the pig-headed man.

"You haven't eaten it, how do you know there's something wrong with my pork rib soup!"

Immediately after, Jiang Mo was grabbed by the collar by the pig-headed man's muscular arm and lifted it in mid-air.

"I, Jiang Mo! am also a chef...... You put me down, and I'll tell you what it means to be a glowing dish!!"

Jiang Mo, who said this sentence at this time, was already very sure, because he guessed correctly.

Sure enough.

Obviously, his angry eyes were red, but the pig-headed man still put Jiang Mo down, "If you can't make a dish that will shine, you will become a new cuisine!"

Two white snorts erupted from the nostrils of the pig's head.

"Look at it and study it well. ”

Next, Jiang Mo played the level of his own generation of chefs and spent a full hour stewing a bowl of pork rib soup that made people salivate when they smelled it.

If it weren't for the space and ingredients limitations, he could have stewed for three hours.

The pig-headed people had been conquered by this time.

He was holding an empty bowl, stunned.

"I'm finally not afraid to leave regrets. Suddenly, the pig-headed man said such a sentence and fell straight down.

The resentment has dissipated.

Jiang Mo glanced at a complete human corpse and a mutilated pig corpse in the kitchen, and didn't quite understand whose resentful spirit this was, but these were no longer important.

Not long after the pig-headed man was relieved, the door to the kitchen exploded.

The sound of gongs and drums in Peking Opera resounded.

"Zha, Zha, Zha, Zha, Whoa, Whoa......"

The general jumped in, shook the big knife, and slashed head-on.

It's just a rag doll.

Escaping with a stand-in technique again, Jiang Mo went to a lake to deal with him again this time, causing General Xizi to step on the ice and fall into the water, and get a chance to breathe.

Trying his best to escape all the way, Jiang Mo was chased by General Xizi when he used up the last doll.

Finished!

Knife flash!

Jiang Mo was closing his eyes and waiting for death, when a voice came from afar.

"Cheng Xiaolou!"