After following Lao Yu into the door just now, I obviously saw a stone statue of a chicken-headed human body here.

Moreover, I have been here for so long, and I have not seen anyone else come in except Liu Kui.

Liu Kui only said a few words to me, and then went directly to the chicken coop from behind.

I never saw him touch the statue.

Now, it's so strange how that thing could suddenly disappear.

I shivered again when a cold wind blew overhead, and I looked up at the air conditioner, which was blowing right above my head.

I had turned off the air conditioner just now, when did it start moving again?

Just then, I heard a "boom" behind me.

Quickly turning around, a dark shadow flashed.

"Who is it!?"

I screamed.

The man ignored me, and his movements were fast, and he flashed out the back door with a "whoosh". Then he quickly opened the door and rushed out.

Standing still, I froze.

The man had his back to me, and I didn't see his appearance clearly, but he was obviously wearing a suit, and from the back, he was the same height and body type as the stone statue.

I broke out in a cold sweat on my vest.

Could it be that the stone statue is alive?

I walked slowly to the half-open back door, pushed open the back door, and it was a small path, surrounded by plants, all the way to the chicken coop.

Turning around, I glanced at the empty hall again.

Afterwards, I walked the trail.

The trail is surrounded by a small-leaved plant.

This plant exudes a fresh fragrance, very similar to the smell I smelled on the road before entering Lao Yu's small building.

This is the taste of wormwood.

Wormwood is planted on the road to the chicken coop, which is nothing more than commonplace.

The wormwood is shaped like a child's open palm, with jagged edges that at first glance look a bit like a small hacksaw. The color is turquoise, and the patches grow together spectacularly.

Wormwood can be eaten, mixed with flour, added with a little meat filling to make Qingtuan, or simply fried into baba to eat, oily, very fragrant.

In addition to being usable, wormwood is also a broad-spectrum antibacterial and antiviral drug that has the effect of preventing plague.

It is recorded in the "Autumn Moon Eclipse List" that wormwood can be mixed into feed and fed directly to chickens after chopping, or it can be crushed and dried after wormwood is ripe.

This is not only economical, practical and feasible, saving feed costs, but also greatly reducing the occurrence of chicken plague.

Therefore, many chicken farms will plant some wormwood in a large area.

Walking along the path, I saw the entrance to the chicken coop.

Lao Yu can earn so much money, the chicken coop is really big, and the one I saw was about ten acres of land.

When I got closer, I felt that something was wrong.

It's daytime, but in the open-air chicken forest, there is not even a shadow of a chicken.

Normally, the chicken farm will drive all the chickens to the outdoor chicken forest during the day, so that they can all move around and eat some insects and weeds.

In the evening, they are introduced into the coop where they can rest.

The last time I came to eat "Tuozi Meat" with my father, after I finished eating, I ran to the back of the small building alone to stroll around, and the chickens jumped around, if it wasn't for the wired net, it is estimated that those chickens could fly to the sky.

It was a spectacular scene.

A large-scale chicken coop like Lao Yu has tens of thousands of chickens.

I still remember the scene of chickens coming out of the coop, it was very spectacular.

But now, the more I walked towards the chicken coop, the more frightened I felt.

Because, for such a long time, I couldn't even hear a rooster crow.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet.

The row of chicken coops not far away stands neatly in the open space.

There was an open space all around, and the nearest road was about five or six hundred meters away. And there are no large factories around it, and a small stream runs through the door of the chicken coop, and the water is clear and penetrates.

So the environment here is really good, very suitable for poultry farming.

Therefore, the chickens raised by Lao Yu's family are better than others in terms of meat quality and taste.

Walking down this wormwood-covered path, I didn't see the man just now.

Looking around, there seems to be no people in the empty farmland, a radius of several kilometers.

The door to the coop is ajar.

That person must have entered the chicken coop, otherwise how could he have disappeared so quickly.

Standing at the door of the chicken coop, I didn't go in immediately.

Looking up, the dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker.

There was still no sound in the coop, and I was a little hesitant to go in.

After all, it's so quiet inside, so quiet that it's like an abandoned factory, and it's nonsense to say that it has tens of thousands of chickens in it.

At that moment, a small drop of water suddenly fell on my forehead.

It's raining.

The summer rain is a torrential downpour.

Pea-sized raindrops fell on me, and in this case, I would be a chicken in the soup if I didn't go in again.

Walking quickly into the chicken coop, there was thunder outside.

The raindrops hit the plastic roof with a different sound.

Brushing the hair on his forehead, they were already wet from the rain.

The chicken coop is two or three hundred meters away from Lao Yu's small building, and I will run over now, and at this rate of rain, my whole body will be wet.

But fortunately, the summer rain came and went quickly.

I came to Lao Yu to talk about those chicken offal, I have to hurry up, after all, the chicken noodle shop will open the day after tomorrow, and the customers will come when they find that we have postponed the time, which will affect the business.

Listening to the sound of the rain, I thought about the store.

But my eyes fell on the nearest chicken coop.

The current chicken farms are all streamlined farming.

All the chickens in the chicken coop are kept in separate cages, connected at the bottom are the manure excreted by the chickens, and the middle row is a long strip for chicken feed.

During the day, these chickens will be kicked out of their cages and walk outside.

Let these chickens raised on feed, exercise, and the meat quality will not be so firewood.

And now, the reason why I keep staring at that chicken coop is because I found something different in the chicken coop.

In the chicken coop, which was less than one square foot, a chick of about two catties was lying motionless in the cage.

The reason why I think it's wrong is because her black bean-like eyes are looking at me steadily.

Chickens are short-sighted, they see things, all of them have this demeanor.

If it were in normal times, I wouldn't think there was a big problem.

But now, in the midst of this thunderstorm, when it looked at me in its cage, it was so calm and relaxed, like a proud king looking down on his courtiers, without stage fright.

This look is exactly the same as the stone statue that disappeared......