In the back kitchen of the county government, the short and fat cook poured the leftovers that had been accumulated for two days into a large wooden barrel, and then took one hand to carry the other over, and the hand holding the frying spoon tossed a few times in the big black iron pot until the hot white air came to her face.

The frying spoon in his hand was thrown on the stove, his hand wiped on the apron tied around his waist, and shouted at the back of the squatting at the door.

"Grandpa, please come over and do me a favor."

After hearing the "hey", the man at the door spat out the eaves, walked over with a reluctant face, reached out to grab the handle of the black cauldron on the stove, and retracted his hand as soon as he touched it, and put his finger in his mouth with tears in his eyes.

Seeing this, the cook sneered: "Reckless things! As he spoke, he took out a rag from the water in the pot and threw it over.

"Use this pad!"

The man caught it quickly, and then with the cloth he brought the cauldron down from the burning stove and poured it into the bucket that lay underneath.

The dishes in the pot were not good, and when they were hot, a sour smell came to their faces, and the two of them held their breath and carried the two buckets to the wheelbarrow under the eaves, and they looked at each other and exhaled fiercely.

The cook couldn't help pinching her nose and said with some guilt: "It's all these leftovers every day, will it eat people to death?" ”

Fiddling with all this, the man pinched his sore waist and replied casually: "A group of outlaws, some of them are good to eat, you don't care if they are dead or alive." As he spoke, he grabbed the wet hat and put it on, and pushed the wheelbarrow into the rain.

The rain was pouring outside, and the cold rain fell into the two uncovered barrels, and no one cared.

Autumn was windy, and the rain blew in through the window, Xiao Li couldn't help but rub her arms and pull some more thatch to her side.

Gong Yujing raised one eyelid and glanced at him, curled the corners of his mouth, and sneered.

"It's only been a few days since I came to the world, and I really think of myself as a human being."

Xiao Li glanced at him, and shrunk herself into the corner, it's not really cold, the four seasons of the world change people feel different, she has seen too much and can't help but learn those mortals to be hot and cold.

Gong Yujing sat cross-legged across from her, her black clothes spread on the floor, and her hair was blown up by the wind, looking like a painting.

Look at the prisoners around them with their heads and cheeks covered in mud, as if they are not from the same world.

Xiao Li sighed in her heart, remembering the situation two days ago, and regretting why she had to ask him how to explain to Master Lin.

The Lin family's network of interpersonal relationships is too big, and it will be very troublesome to use spells to erase memories, so Gong Yujing chooses to let Xiao Li be the villain who picks on the dream.

When Xiao Li made up the identity of a demon slayer for herself and Gong Yujing seriously, and put the dead cat and Xiao Muren in front of Master Lin to explain the ins and outs, Master Lin didn't believe a word at all.

immediately called someone to tie them up, and sent a complaint to the yamen, accusing her and Gongyujing of conspiring to murder people, and now they are waiting for the end of this month to be pulled to the entrance of the vegetable market to ask for beheading.

The rain outside was heavy, and a strong wind blew in and hit her face, Xiao Li pinched her sleeve and wiped her face a little speechlessly, regretting it.

She should listen to Gong Yujing's words, and leave directly that night, no matter what will happen to him at dawn, the Tiangao Emperor will go with them far away.

"Alas......" she sighed again, and fell to the ground with the thatch in her arms, and just as she tried to close her eyes, she was startled by the sound of a knock on the iron door.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat! Get up for me! ”

As soon as these words fell, the originally quiet cell suddenly became lively, many people dragged the shackles to the cell door, and slapped the wooden cell door with the iron ring on their wrists while stretching out their hands holding the bowls, Xiao Li had never seen such a chaotic scene, and couldn't help but reach out and cover her ears.

The man added a spoonful of wooden spoons, and finally stopped in front of the two cells, and knocked on the cell door with a wooden spoon.

The two were unmoved.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing the people inside move, the man was a little angry, and the prisoners on death row were almost like this at first, and when they learned that they were going to die, they put up a skeptical shelf of contempt for everything, as if they could be superior to others if they committed evil things.

There are also those who are not mentally strong, and after a long time, they really can't stand this kind of day waiting for death every day, and they go crazy, just like those people who make a fuss.

He didn't bother to bother with these outlaws who didn't have much time, and glanced at a man and a woman inside, and the man snorted disdainfully and pushed the flatbed cart to the next cell.

The prisoner in the cell shook his hands, and a flattering smile hung on his face covered by his messy hair, and the man, amused by his appearance, reached out and scooped some more from the barrel and put it in his bowl.

When this man first came, he had a very big temper, and when he saw people, he shouted and beat and killed, and look, now he has become this boneless look, and he can always learn to be obedient after a few days of hunger.

Shui Sheng touched the side of the bridge that day by the moonlight, looked around, and after making sure that no one was there, he raised his feet and stepped into the water, and walked all the way to the bottom of the bridge.

The water in this area is very deep, and a few leafy trees on the side of the bridge extend their branches to the water, creating a great obstruction to the vision of people looking under the bridge.

He pulled the branch and went inside, squatted down and reached out to grope under the water, the water did not reach his nose, but he breathed freely under the water, his eyes turned completely black, and there was a faint flow of black gas on the scars on his face.

There was a huge seal under the ground of Qingshan Town, and the one under the bridge happened to be the weakest part, and he didn't know how long he had been under this place, and when he woke up, the seal above his head had a crack, and he watched the fish swim over it, and his tail drove the water waves to sweep the aquatic weeds to cover his vision.

The evil qi under the seal is overflowing, silent, it was fine when he was asleep before, but now he feels very uncomfortable when he wakes up, he stared at the weak point for a long time and tried not to tear it up again, this huge seal has a weakening effect in addition to covering the evil qi under it from overflowing, the aura on his body is thin, and it is not enough to support him to get out of there.

After waking up, he sat under the crack for the whole time, the aura in the world was already thin, and all the people in Qingshan Town were automatically absorbed by the seal above his head, constantly reinforcing himself.

Seeing that crack shrinking little by little, he had no choice but to push out all the aura in the demon pill and absorb the evil qi from the ground to start cultivating again.

He was already a monster, and he didn't understand why he wanted to absorb the essence of heaven and earth before, the aura was repulsed by his innate demon qi, and the cultivation before thinking about it was not only half the effort, but also very painful.

The spiritual sense explored around the body, watching the demon pill be wrapped in evil qi little by little, showing a deep purple, like a pair of gentle hands caressing the limbs, comfortably tight.

Forget everything anyway, it's good to start from scratch.