"Let go of me, let go of me. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info. The driver was caught, his hands and feet kept struggling, and the pig's heart in his hand fell off, so he shouted in a panic: "My heart, my heart has fallen." ”

When he was picked up and walked a few steps, he saw all kinds of food on the table, and the scream became more and more terrible: "My liver, you have burned my liver, and it has shrunk so small... ”

It seemed that the driver was really crazy, and everyone watched with a little numbness as the screaming driver was carried out.

"Knock knock!" The man struck the ground three more times with his scepter, bowed, and said, "Distinguished guests, please eat quickly." When you're done, I'll take you to your rooms. ”

To be honest, Cheng Qianxun didn't like this short, tight-fitting gold-rimmed white dress with a woman-like curve at the waist, white stockings on his feet, a white wig on his head, and a fake appearance. But the stomach protested, and the nose smelled all kinds of aromas wafting around, and the stomach gurgled.

She was ruthless, went to the side and grabbed a plate, and began to fill the plate with the food she liked to eat.

When the girl saw her taking food, she immediately stretched out her hand, put it on her shoulder, and reminded her softly: "Be careful, there is a problem." ”

"Die or die!" Cheng Qianxun hated to use a fork to put the table full of sumptuous food on the plate, and stuffed a piece into his mouth: "It's better to die of poison than to starve to death, if you don't eat it now, it won't be long, even if you sell your soul, you may not get a piece of dry bread." ”

When the girl heard this, her hand slowly lowered, and she silently went to get a plate and began to take the food.

The woman who was in a state of numbness on the side finally came back to her senses a little, and as soon as she saw the head she was holding in her hand, she immediately cried bitterly: "Son~!" ”

But the eyes of the head kept looking around, and his mouth said, "I want to eat, I want to eat meat." ”

The man holding the scepter spread his arms exaggeratedly but lightly, and looked at the head in the woman's arms innocently like a child, as if regretfully: "It turns out that the body is gone, and I am grieving below." Good boy, you can't eat meat now, what you eat will leak out of the broken place in your neck. And it will rot in your mouth, in the rest of your esophagus. ”

"No, I want to eat meat; And eggs, I'm going to eat poached eggs. "I don't care about my head, I keep yelling for food.

The woman only wept and sat down on the ground crying.

The child's father clutched his little finger and was enduring the pain. The broken part of the little finger was still bleeding, but it was about to stop, the blood and a small amount of light red blood oozed out of the wound together, he was so noisy that the liver was angry, the broken little finger was stuffed into the chattering mouth of the head, yelling: "Shut up, you can only drink blood!" ”

The head originally wanted to use his tongue to push out the severed finger that was still bleeding, but as soon as the tongue was topped, the mouth sucked and smacked, and it made people hairy all over.

The sweat on the man's forehead came down again, and he quickly pulled out his fingers, grabbed a snow-white napkin next to him, covered the wound hard, frowned and pressed for a while, and then scolded loudly at his head: "What are you doing so hard?" Do you want to get your finger off again? ”

The head licked his lower lip with a bright red tongue with a small amount of blood, and his eyes greedily looked at the napkin that began to glow with red blood, and pleaded: "Give me a little more, give me a little more, Dad~!" ”

As soon as he shouted Dad, the man softened and stopped scolding. The woman felt distressed, squeezed her man's hand and ripped open the napkin.

"What are you doing? Ay! The man watched in amazement as his woman shoved the severed little finger into the child's mouth without hesitation.

"My son only has one head left, are you still reluctant to give up this blood? When the old lady gave birth to him, the blood shed was enough for you to chop off ten fingers! The woman was angry at the man, and then smiled tearfully at her son: "Son, be good, drink more." ”

"Well, shivering... This head, as if holding a vascular to suck yogurt, sucked hard.

The man endured it for less than five seconds, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but when he saw that it didn't work, he went to buckle his child's mouth: "Okay, okay!" ”

"How about you light it up and let him eat something and give it to him?" The woman is anxious to protect her son and is anxious to wrench the man's hand.

"The devil says a few drops a day, is it enough to use that much? Be careful of eating accidents! The man roared like this, and finally the woman gave up fighting for blood for her son's head.

Cheng Qianxun took a plate of dishes, looked left and right, found the nearest chair and sat down, picked up the fork and stuffed it into his mouth. Since you want to die, you would rather be a dead ghost. This food tastes really good!

The girl put down the food, moved a chair and sat over, and after a few bites in a hurry, she said softly, "My name is Angel... ”

"Stop!" Cheng Qianxun looked left and right vigilantly, and sure enough, the nearest waiter looked at them, the smile on his face was gone, his original pink face turned blue, and his slightly green face looked like a ghost.

"Keep eating, we'll talk about it later." Cheng Qianxun immediately lowered his head and ate violently.

The girl saw that it was not good, and she also lowered her head to eat.

After a long while, Cheng Qianxun dared to raise his head and see that the waiter's face had returned to normal, so he scolded softly: "Do you know what kind of place this is?" It's hell, and I don't know what your name means, no matter how bad my English is. Is there a Chinese name? ”

"Yes!" The girl nodded hurriedly and said softly: "Zhang Ruoshan, grass right Ruo; It's long overdue. ”

"Cheng Qianxun!" Cheng Qianxun stretched out his hand, holding Zhang Ruoshan's hurriedly stretched out hand and shook it quickly: "Cheng of the journey, Chihiro of the cartoon Chihiro." ”

"Chinese?" Zhang Ruoshan seemed to have found common ground and was happy: "Me too!" ”

"I'm not!" Cheng Qianxun is very helpless about her name, since the cartoon became popular, many people joke about her name, the only good thing is that after the introduction, you can remember it at once. She sighed slightly: "When my father helped me name him, he took the 'search for him in his dream' and 'thousand' in his dream, and suddenly looked back at the 'finding' and 'thousand' in the lamplight, and named him Chihiro after inverting the rhyme, and it turned out to be like this." ”

Zhang Ruoshan smiled slightly, then seemed to have discovered something, and said softly: "Since I came here, I feel that I have changed." ”

"Died once, of course there are changes." Cheng Qianxun eats vegetable salad.

"It's not!" Zhang Ruoshan said thoughtfully: "Do you feel it... How to put it, for example, I used to laugh a lot, and if I had just now, I would have laughed a lot. But... Don't laugh, it seems that there is a lot less fear than before, if it was before, when you encounter these things today, you would have fainted with fright... It's like, it's like, what a word... ”

couldn't express it for a while, whether it was Chinese in the end, Cheng Qianxun replied instead: "Is it numb?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's numbness!" Zhang Ruoshan nodded hurriedly.

After thinking about it, Cheng Qianxun picked up a dinner knife on the table, aimed it at it and threw it out.

The "poof" knife is inserted into the back of the roast chicken on the tabletop.