The children of demons are no different from human children, they are all innocent children, and they can say anything.

Uncle Farmer has his own name in the human world, surnamed Liu.

Grandpa Liu heard his grandson say such disrespectful words in front of Si Tong, an adult from hell, and quickly grabbed the little boy and looked at Si Tong:

"My lord, it's my grandson talking nonsense! Don't mind! ”

Grandpa Liu broke out in a cold sweat.

The hairstyle and appearance of the head of the temple are certainly somewhat similar to the god of hell in this mural.

But Grandpa Liu didn't dare to guess.

If you guess wrong, you will be punished by the gods of hell!

The majesty of the god of hell brooks no provocation from anyone!

What's more, if Si Tong is the real god of hell, he shouldn't care about his bad old man, right?

After all, it was the supreme god of hell who had the power to control the life and death of all living beings.

Lord of all!

How could it have come to this dilapidated place?

"Miao Miao, take your brother to the backyard to catch chickens and play!" Grandpa Liu was afraid that his grandson would say something earth-shattering, so he hurriedly muttered to the little girl.

Si Tong's gloomy eyes moved slightly, she was like an outsider, it seemed that the god of hell in Grandpa Liu's mouth was not herself.

The little girl and the little boy were driven away by Grandpa Liu and ran away.

"You please, you please!" Grandpa Liu invited Si Tong into the house.

"Old woman, here comes a guest!" After Grandpa Liu entered the house, he shouted at the side door.

At the same time, he took off the straw hat he wore on his head to block the scorching sun.

Hitomi followed into the house.

She has always developed a cold-hearted and cold-hearted character, with a cold face without any expression on her face.

"Old man, where did you call and bring back a girl?" Grandpa Liu's wife, Grandma Liu, opened the curtain, held a plate of dried plum vegetables and pork belly, looked at Si Tong with a smile, and put the dishes on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The residents of Houshan Village are not wealthy, especially Grandpa Liu's house, which is next door to the mountain, the house is a typical old mud tile house, and the house is dim and there is no electric light.

Grandma Liu also has a bit of a hippie smile.

Grandpa Liu, because of Si Tong's presence, is a person who is very funny on weekdays, and at this time he drinks at Grandma Liu in a serious tone:

"Old woman! Be serious! This is an adult from hell! ”

As soon as I heard it, hey, it was actually an adult from hell, and Grandma Liu's face, which was still hippie and smiling, instantly retracted her smile.

She wiped her wet hands with her apron, and she was stunned.

Then, with Grandpa Liu's eyes that were equivalent to redemption, he looked at Si Tong excitedly and enthusiastically, and spoke incoherently excitedly for a while:

"You? You! Hey, it's me who was rude, you're from hell......"

Grandma Liu's emotions ranged from shock, to expectation, to excitement.

Si Tong's gaze should have fallen on Grandma Liu, but it fell on the plum dried vegetables and pork belly that exuded bursts of fragrance, and her lips moved.

Grandma Liu was excited, thinking that this adult from hell was going to say something serious to herself!

"What kind of meat is this?" Why it's so fragrant. Si Tong, who fixed his eyes on the plum vegetables and meat, asked Grandma Liu in a calm tone.

Grandma Liu: "......"

Grandpa Liu: "......"

"It's umeboshi and pork belly! This morning, the old Li family at the head of the village killed the pig and bought a piece of pork belly back, all fresh! I stewed a piece of the vegetables and deducted the vegetables......"

Grandma Liu was about to open her mouth and ask Si Tong if she wanted to taste it.

Si Tong's eyes never left the plum dried vegetables and pork belly, she took the first step and asked lightly: "Can I eat it?" "It smells so good.