Okay, I'll open the door and put the knife down, the second lady has no ill will towards you. Lao Futou approached the gate, Jiuya didn't dare to touch Miss Zhu Er, so she could only take the knife and the floating dust and retreat to the side to make way for Lao Futou.

"Second Miss, run!" Lao Futou didn't open the door, but took Miss Zhu Er's hand and ran deeper into the corridor.

"What's going on? We are afraid that you will die! What do you run? "Jiuya was blinded by Lao Futou's actions, who is afraid of whom, we just want to leave, how can we become victims.

Fuchen tried a few more times, but the door still didn't move, and it couldn't be opened at all, so Fuchen retreated into the corridor and looked at the surrounding courtyard walls.

"Let's go over the wall, I feel that this wall is ......" Before Fuchen finished speaking, Miss Zhu Er ran towards the gate at a very fast speed, still holding two kitchen knives in her hands.

"The Zhu family sells kitchen knives?" Jiuya tugged on Fuchen's sleeve and dragged Fuchen to the porch, and the kitchen knife in Miss Zhu Er's right hand rubbed Fuchen's clothes and passed.

"Are you bad guys now? Can I eat you? Can I eat it? Miss Zhu Er held two kitchen knives, her eyes lit up and she asked excitedly.

"Is she a bit of an IQ problem?" Jiuya frowned and glanced at Fuchen, making sure that Fuchen's arm was fine, but she just cut her clothes and asked Fuchen in a low voice.

"Looks like so." Fuchen is also uncertain, this Miss Zhu Er, whether it is neuropathy or Alzheimer's.

"Guno is more than a thousand years old, this Miss Zhu Er is most likely Gounod's ex-girlfriend more than 50 years ago, Alzheimer's disease should meet her current symptoms, right?" Jiuya saw that Miss Zhu Er was just holding a knife, looking at the two of them excitedly, and didn't make any special moves, so she discussed with Fuchen in a whisper.

"I don't rule out this possibility, but it's also possible that Gounod is going to break up with her, she is more conservative, and her spirit is stimulated, which is really crazy." Fuchen carefully observed Miss Zhu Er's behavior and behavior, and the other party seemed to be waiting for himself and Jiuya to agree to her eating people.

"Can I eat you? I am hungry! I'm going to eat! Miss Zhu Er waited too long, and the two foods in front of her didn't take herself seriously at all, so Miss Zhu Er directly brandished a kitchen knife and asked the two.

"Can't!" Jiuya hid behind Fuchen, this was basically decided, and suddenly going crazy and wielding a knife was definitely mentally ill.

"We're good people!" Fuchen was also scared, he could even say such words, he took Jiuya to dodge and retreat, and finally lost to the gate.

Behind the two of them is the gate of the Zhu family, there is no possibility of opening it at all, Miss Zhu Er suddenly quieted again, as if she was waiting for the opportunity, taking advantage of the two of them to kill and eat.

"Did she believe it?" Jiuya didn't wear shoes on one foot, stepped on the cold concrete floor, and was even scared with cold, and Jiuya trembled unconsciously when she spoke.

"Squeak ......" Just when Fuchen had no time to take care of Jiuya, tensed his nerves, and was ready to fight with Miss Zhu Er at any time, the door of Zhu's house suddenly opened.

A young man dressed in fancy clothes stood at the door cautiously, looking at the situation in the courtyard.

"Brother! You're back! Kiss, hug, hold high! Miss Zhu Er suddenly threw down the kitchen knife like a child and pounced on the young man.

"Well, hug, you go play first, brother deal with them."

"Good! Can they eat it? I asked Lao Futou to boil water in the stove room, and you can take a hot bath when you come back. Miss Zhu Er was still excited, hugging the young man's neck and talking.

Fuchen and Jiuya were frightened on the side, this Miss Zhu Er is with this, a man who looks good enough to be her son, applied to eat them, the kitchen is boiled with water, this is to be stewed, it's over, it's over, as soon as this man takes a bath, the two of them will become a pot of meat soup, and the Zhu family really dares to eat anything except human food.

"You all saw it?" The man comforted this Second Miss Zhu and turned his head to ask Fuchen and Jiuya.

Jiuya shook her head desperately in fright, she didn't see anything, she was still young and she didn't want to die yet, Fuchen on the side nodded slightly and admitted it.

"Then you can ......" Before the man finished speaking, Jiuya had already made up the following in his brain, then you can't stay in this world.

After making up this result in her brain, Jiuya only felt that something was blocked in her chest, and suddenly she surged up, and a mouthful of blood gushed up, Jiuya tried to hold it, and the blood still flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

"It's blood! It must be delicious when eaten cold. Miss Zhu Er leaned over, dipped her fingers in the blood on the corner of Jiuya's mouth, and then put the bloody fingertips in her mouth.

Fuchen hurriedly pulled Jiuya behind him, he had already calculated it, found the right time to knock down the man at the door, and escaped with Jiuya, the Zhu family really couldn't climb high, it was too scary.

"Can't I call you grandma? I have lung cancer, you dare to eat, how hungry you are. Jiuya saw Miss Zhu Er biting her fingers and carefully tasting her blood, it was really terrifying, she was completely the cannibal demon in a horror movie.

Jiuya didn't pay attention, when she was talking just now, the blood in her mouth splashed, Miss Zhu Er's face, the wrinkles on Miss Zhu Er's face seemed to be scalded, and where the blood spots were splashed, the wrinkles were broken.

"You can leave, she must stay, her blood ......" The man finally got out of the way, dragged Jiuya behind Fuchen, stained the undried blood on Jiuya's clothes, and wiped it on Miss Zhu Er's face.

"That's amazing, Fauber, get the pot!" The man saw the wrinkles on Miss Zhu Er's face disappear, and shouted happily into the courtyard.

As soon as Jiuya heard that she was going to take the basin, was this to kill herself and bleed to wash Miss Zhu Er's face? Jiuya quickly broke free of the man's wrist, grabbed Fuchen's hand, and the two ran out of the door, closed the door, and ran away.

But no matter how the two of them ran, there were endless bluestone brick walls on both sides, and the alley was not far ahead, but the two of them couldn't run, and the alley, and even the scope of the Zhu family did not leave.

"No, don't run, my vision is blurred, my hands are cold, I haven't run out of here yet, I lost too much blood and explained here." Jiuya sat directly on the ground and leaned against the wall, but she forgot that this wall was a 3D wall sticker.

Jiuya sank into the wall again, hitting Pixiu's head with her head, and Pixiu's head rolled out from behind the wall.

"Then let's have a good talk with the Zhu family, talk about the pros and cons, and go back early." Fuchen was also tired, so he sat next to Jiuya, picked up the stone carving Pixiu on the ground and observed.

"We were hit by the Zhu family's ghosts, if they wanted to let us go, they would have let us go, this is to drain our strength, so as to catch turtles in the urn." Jiuya adjusted her breath, snatched the Pixiu head in Fuchen's hand, rolled up her sleeves, and made a cut on her arm with the stone stubble on the broken surface.

"This stone is so brittle, the stone statue of the Zhu family is completely touching porcelain." Jiuya looked at the wound on her arm, which had just broken the skin, and the stone chips that fell from the broken surface of Pixiu's head, and said that this was a letter from Cement Pixiu.

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