Masha had imagined how smelly canned herring was before, and he had always thought that those UP hosts and eater anchors who ate canned herring were sensationalizing and deliberately used exaggerated expressions to trick clicks.

But now, he found that he was wrong to blame those UP masters and streamers.

This thing really stinks.

- Am I going to eat this stuff these days?

Masha looked at the erected ham next to him and thought that it would be better to try this ham first.

He put the can of herring far away and cut a small slice of ham with a knife.

He had only eaten cut ham when he was on Earth, but he had seen a French chef cut ham in the video, and now he reminisced about it while cutting it.

The ham is not as hard as I thought, and it feels like it can be eaten.

Masha puts a slice of ham in his mouth.

- Taste...... It turned out to be not bad?

Then he looked at the stinky canned herring and thought to himself that this thing should be dealt with first.

But on second thought, he wasn't sure how long he would be able to get provisions, and every bit of them had to be cherished.

Masha reapproaches the canned herring.

- Calm down! This thing is something that the Norsemen can really eat, and they can't die.

Masha leaned over, pinched his nose with one hand, and pulled a fish out of the can with the other.

- I'm from Guangdong! Lao Tzu even ate fried water cockroaches! That thing looks the same as the real Xiaoqiang, okay?

Marsha has a mouthful!

Then he found that in fact, this thing is not so difficult to accept in his mouth.

As soon as this feeling arose, he was careless and let go of the hand that was pinching his nose, and as his nasal cavity sensed a foul smell, Masha suddenly felt that the contents of his mouth had also become stinky.

- Damn, it turns out that the sense of smell can really interfere with the human brain's judgment of taste!

Masha remembered that when he was a child, he couldn't accept coriander no matter what, but one day he couldn't breathe through his nose, and then he ate it inexplicably, and since then his dislike of cilantro has diminished sharply - but he still consciously avoids coriander, but he didn't want to touch anything in the bowl with cilantro.

Now, because of the interference of his sense of smell, Masha feels like he has a piece of in his mouth, and he reflexively wants to vomit.

But in the end, Masha still restrained the urge to vomit in the spirit of "food cannot be wasted".

He swallowed the canned herring.

He guarded the glory and pride of being a Cantonese person.

- Very well, so that these cans can also be used as reserve food!

Masha ate all the remaining canned herring with compressed biscuits, temporarily solving the problem of hunger.

At this time, he felt that there was nothing to fear.

Strange to say, I have experienced so many times between life and death, and it takes a lot of courage to shoot myself in the temple, but all of this does not make Masha have the illusion of "I am invincible" like eating a can of herring.

- Next, let's use the projection back to reality to see the situation.

Masha casually poured the stinky juice from the canned herring into the Enterprise's water circulation pipe, threw the iron box into the recycling machine, and turned around to return to the command center.

Pei Junzhi on Brother Li's side was still in a state of lights out, looking dead.

The little girl's lamp was well on, but it seemed to be a little lower than Pierre Aronnas's.

- Delusion?

- Or is it that the simplified version of the double-slit interference experiment of light is not as reliable as the single-beam double-slit interference experiment?

Masha was about to project when something suddenly came to mind.

- Wait, the lights in my room are also on, do you want to try projecting yourself?

Marsha thought for a moment and reached out and flipped the switch.

Yet nothing happened.

- Sure enough, after the Stitch Monster died, my soul arrived on the ship, and although the lights were on, I could no longer project it.

- Wait, maybe I'll be able to go back to sleep?

Masha sat down directly in the chair in front of the console, tilted his neck and closed his eyes, usually at this time as long as he thought about reality, he would return to reality.

However, he couldn't go back.

"Looks like it's completely finished. It's really interesting, it was originally a soul piercing, but now it has become a physical crossing ......" Masha muttered as he looked at his hand, opening and closing his five fingers, "It seems that this method of faking death to get out is only this once, and if you use it for the second time, it is estimated that you will be completely dead like the old man in the viewing room." ”

As he spoke, Ma Sha reached out to Ma Xiaomei's access control switch, and after touching the switch, he didn't pull it off immediately.

- The little one must be crying right now.

Masha suddenly didn't want to project it, he just didn't look like he saw the little girl crying.

Now he hasn't flipped the switch yet, and he's already distressed.

- But there is no way, if you want to deceive the enemy, you have to do this. No matter how good the little girl's acting skills are, she can't stand her young age, and most of them will be seen by the cunning An Chengbi.

Next, although Ma Sha plans to find a way to let the little girl see the enterprising meow, but now he rashly pulls the little girl in and lets her know the truth, I am afraid that An Chengbi will find out.

The danger is not over, once An Chengbi finds out that the little girl may also be related to "Taidou", he will inevitably catch her and use her to coerce Taidou.

- An Chengbi can't be allowed to succeed anymore.

- So, sister, I'm afraid I'll have to go past the first seven to let you know the truth.

Masha wanted to wait a little longer to be safer, but his food stock wouldn't allow him to do so.

What's more, at least half of his stock of food is canned herring!

Although the first can was eaten smoothly, I am afraid that my taste buds will mutate if I eat it like this!

Spit and complain, the problem of food is indeed imminent.

So Masha made up his mind to face the little girl who was grieved by her decision—I am the Freudian school, the Freudian school of ruthlessness and immortality! Seeing the little girl crying because of her actions, my heart was not at all!

Masha flipped the switch.

The next moment, he was projected into the real world.

- Huh?

He saw Ma Xiaomei dressed in black, holding Ma Sha's portrait, standing in the long funeral procession.

- Huh?

- This ...... How many days have I been unconscious?

Masha suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

As a Cantonese person, he knew at a glance that the funeral customs in Haizhou were similar to those in Guangdong, and he must have been dead for some days if he could go out of the funeral.

- Obediently, did it take me so many days to climb back from the ghost gate?

- Mom, I thought I collapsed over there, and I woke up right here, so I didn't check the time at all, and the inertia of thinking killed people.

Masha was decisive when he shot himself, but now he was starting to get scared.

He adjusted his perspective and looked at the little girl's face, his psychoanalytic skills were working normally, and the little girl's sadness and despair were completely displayed in front of him.

Martha's heart is like a knife.

- Sister, forgive the heartless second brother, how sad you are now, you will be happy when you meet again!

Ma Sha knew that his portrait should not have been held by the little girl, but now that it will be like this, the little girl must have used it all for crying, making trouble, and hanging herself.

It was precisely because he knew that looking at the little girl dressed in black made his heart ache.

He couldn't bear to look any longer, so he turned his gaze away.

He saw the third brother Ma Yigang holding two portraits of his father and his mother, with a sackcloth on his body and a white scarf on his head, with a ...... expression The expression is like that of a dead mom and dad.

Of course, this is a bad description, but Masha couldn't think of anything else for a while.

And Ma Zili, holding the portrait of his grandmother.

The portrait of the old lady should be hugged by the eldest son, and Ma Zili must have made a lot of arrangements despite his grief.

- I really can't stand the atmosphere of the funeral.

Masha decided to take the look away from his relatives, and he couldn't bear to keep looking.

The funeral procession is walking up the hill from the cemetery's parking lot, with tombstones on both sides of the hillside.

Ma Sha could see many of his Ma family friends also wearing black mourning clothes, following behind the Ma family's procession.

On the surrounding hills, there are quite a few witchers who have come to protect, standing scattered among the tombstones.

Suddenly, Masha saw a familiar face holding an umbrella, also standing under a pine tree in the cemetery, watching the funeral procession.

- Ahn Seung-pil! Why is he here? How did he fool the guards around him?

An Chengbi took out a toy gun that looked like a water gun and raised it at the little girl!

Marsha's conditioned reflex wants to launch a declaration!

- Can't let him kill the little girl! So there will be no one to feed me!

However, Masha didn't make a move.

- Not true! Even if he wanted to kill the little girl, he wouldn't deliberately pick such a place to attack.

- There is only one reason why he is here, and that is that Lord Taidou may come to take one last look at his "beloved disciple"!

- This is a calculation of the Taidou, that is, I, it is possible to see this scene, so I did this on purpose!

Masha was determined to take a gamble.

He didn't make a move.

The next moment, the nearby demon hunters all sensed something, and they all put on a vigilant posture, and a small group of demon hunters were hurrying to the place where An Chengbi was standing.

Even the funeral procession was alarmed, and some shouted "Stop, there is an enemy".

Ahn Seungbi still didn't shoot.

He smiled at the funeral procession, and then the figure vanished.

- Sure enough.

- Just now An Chengbi shot directly, and the little girl must have died.

- But An Chengbi's goal is not to kill the little girl, but to see if Taidou will make a move, just like the last time he watched me deal with the crisis of the imminent death of the two girls.

- So instead of shooting immediately, he gave him enough time for Taidou, that is, I could react.

- He was even worried that I wouldn't find him, so he deliberately exposed his whereabouts and alarmed the funeral procession.

- But now, after this round of temptation, An Chengbi, you should believe that I have no more entanglements with the Ma family, right?

Masha laughed.

I didn't expect it, An Chengbi, I don't know how many temptations you made before this, because I haven't come back from the ghost gate yet! I'm in a coma!

I didn't expect it, An Chengbi, this is my escape route!