When dusk came, they came to a deserted village again.

The people in the village who could flee their homes have already fled.

There are only a few people who are old, weak, sick and disabled, and cannot walk.

They picked up a few chickens and a sheep in the village, and then went to a courtyard where no one lived, and found a kitchen and all kinds of spices.

The firewood was gone, and Mo Qingfeng's men went to the mountains to chop a pile of firewood and came back.

Ruoshui came out with a kitchen knife from the kitchen, ready to kill chickens and sheep.

"Sister, give it to me!"

The little beggar rushed over from nowhere and snatched the kitchen knife from Ruoshui's hand.

"You look so beautiful, don't do such a bloody thing in the future, leave it to the little beggar to do!" The little beggar said.

Xiao Qi held the kitchen knife and showed a bright smile at Ruoshui, and along with the smile, his white teeth were revealed.

Seeing these white teeth, Ruoshui has a great sense of accomplishment.

"Xiao Qi, do you use the medicinal powder I made for you to brush your teeth every day?" Ruoshui asked.

Xiao Qi nodded vigorously.

Then he patted his bag.

"Yes, sister, not only do I brush my teeth every day, but I also carry the powder you gave me with me!"

I saw that Xiao Qi reached out and grabbed the Luhua chicken, aimed the kitchen knife at the chicken's neck, and slashed hard.

The Luhua chicken didn't even have time to scream, so it was cut off its trachea, and after the trachea was broken, the Luhua chicken fluttered its wings, left a lot of blood, and then lay motionless in a pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the little beggar killed thirty chickens.

At last he tied the goat with a straw rope and made it strong, and found a large basin and put it under the goat's neck.

With a knife, the goat's neck was severed, and blood flowed out of the veins.

As the blood flows, the goats struggle smaller and smaller.

By the time the blood was almost gone, the goat was dead and lay there motionless.

After cleaning the chickens and goats, Wakasui lit a bonfire in the yard and roasted the goats.

Then in the kitchen, three chickens were stewed, and steamed steamed buns with pancakes.

The old man Dugu picked some vegetables from the abandoned vegetable garden, and stewed the vegetables in a big pot.

If the water suddenly needs to urinate, go out to the toilet.

When she returned to the kitchen, she suddenly noticed a dark shadow flashing through the window.

At the same time, the air is filled with familiar smells.

If the water sucks hard, yes, that's the smell!

She lifted the lid of the pot and found that there was one less roast chicken, and several steamed buns and cakes were missing.

Not only did she not get angry, but a smile appeared on her lips.

After dinner, it was not early.

It was already dark, and the moon was gradually hanging in the sky.

A bonfire was lit in the courtyard, and the goat was slowly roasting in the middle of it.

After a night of roasting, early the next morning, when the bonfire was extinguished, the whole roasted lamb was ready, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

It's not baked yet, but the smell is already wafting in the yard.

Several tents were set up in the deserted courtyard.

Ruoshui lived in one of the tents.

At night, everyone slept in the tent, and Mo Qingfeng's two subordinates took turns keeping vigil.

In the dead of night, Wakasui suddenly opened his eyes.

She slept soundly in the last second, and she woke up immediately in this second, and even she didn't know what the reason was.

She just felt her heart twitch a little bit.