And Feng Ye, who was pretending to be Sima Butler, still smiled and said to him: "If it's delicious, you can eat more." If it's not enough, I still have it. ”

After saying that, as if playing a trick, he took out several meatloaf from behind him.

"Boy, you have so much stock." This Cao Shu said this, snatched the meatloaf from the hand of "F Fengye" again, and continued to eat nonsense.

But at this time, this Cao Shu didn't notice that his stomach was already swelling at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Oops! How do I suddenly feel so full! Obviously, I have to eat at least 100 patties of this size to be full! No, why does it still hurt a little......"

And as these words fell, this Cao Shu also fell to the ground with a "poof" sound......

He hugged his growing belly in agony, and soon fainted.

At the same time, his face, which was originally exactly the same as Cao Shu, was gradually changing. But in the end, it turned into a huge rat head.

"Eat you."

Steward Sima threw the meatloaf in his hand at the disgusting face of the rat demon with a disgusted face. People have also changed back to their original ways.

Feng Ye and Cao Shu both saw the whole process from afar. Seeing that everything was now a foregone conclusion, they hurried over.

"Steward Sima, your skills are really amazing." Cao Shu looked at Steward Sima with admiration on his face, and praised him repeatedly.

"Of course, the old man was mixed up before he entered the mansion." Steward Sima said this proudly, turned around and walked downstairs.

And Feng Ye and the others could only follow him silently.

"You two little guys, although a little mentally retarded, are guts. Let's mix it up! Someday I'll be able to get out of the way. I'll send someone to take the rat demon and the man's body away in a moment. You must know that the theater has just opened, and you can't ruin its reputation because of this kind of thing. Those things that are in the backyard should also be cleaned up as soon as possible. Remember, if I hear any gossip about this, you won't have any good fruit to eat. ”

Steward Sima was obviously in a good mood, and actually whispered a few words to the two of them.

"Okay, I know. But the boy has something to ask you, sir. Seeing that the housekeeper seemed to be in a good mood, Feng Ye also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and asked softly.

But Sima Jin just walked straight forward without answering.

Feng Ye didn't seem to care, but hurriedly asked, "Ask sir, I seem to be able to feel the flow of aura." Is that considered practice? ”

"Naturally, if you know the art of breathing, you can strengthen your body. However, the way of cultivation lies in chance. At the same time as Steward Sima finished saying this, the person had already walked to the door of the theater, he stopped, and turned to look at Feng Ye.

"The lord of the castle is merciful! But he just asked me to give you what you can. But from tomorrow onwards, I will no longer send people to bring food. However, some necessary food will be provided. After Steward Sima said this, he paused obviously.

He looked at Feng Ye, Cao Shu, and Lin Shenwei, who had been guarding the door, with meaningful eyes, and said softly: "As an elder, I just want to say that if you really want to adapt here, you must start cultivating earlier."

The three of them all nodded as if they didn't understand. At this time, the figure of Steward Sima had disappeared into the dark night again......

About two quarters of an hour later, several city guards appeared at the door of the theater in the darkness of the night, pulling carriages. Then he quickly took away the still unconscious rat demon and Liu Yu's unbearable "corpse" in a carriage.

And Feng Ye and the three of them could only carry torches and go to the backyard to deal with the "aftermath".

All right! In fact, it was the first time for all three of them to do this kind of "dirty work".

And after seeing the bloodstains in the latrine, Lin Shenwei, who was instantly frightened and pale, volunteered to apply to fetch water.

At this time, Feng Ye, who was much sharper than ordinary people, was also strongly resisting his intracranial nerves, and the strange smell mixed with the pungent smell of blood from the latrine. After thinking about it again, he finally discussed it with Cao Shu with an iron face.

"Cao Shu, do you feel that you can accept the smell of this toilet?"

Cao Shu shook his head suspiciously: "I don't feel it, I used to raise fish during the fishing moratorium." The fish were all fed with dung. ”

Hearing his words, Feng Ye's face instantly became even more ugly: "That...... Or else? You deal with the blood in this latrine. I went to wipe the blood from the beams on the low eaves. ”

And the reason why Feng Ye made such a proposal was mainly because Cao Shu, who had already "lost weight" for a circle, was likely to be not as good as before. Because no matter what, what has been sucked away from him is the source of human existence-the power of the soul!

For Feng Ye's slightly heartwarming proposal, Cao Shu, who didn't care about the smell, naturally agreed happily.

Feng Ye, on the other hand, carried a torch in his left hand and half a bucket of water in his right hand, and came to the low eaves where the body of the Moss man had been found before.

"The blood stains on the ground are easy to deal with, pour some water first, and then sweep it down the steps after diluting it. However, we still have to deal with this first! It seems that you really have to climb the wall again. ”

While thinking like this, Feng Ye first stuck the torch on the ground beside him, then rolled up his sleeves and tied the wet rag to his wrist. Finally, I began to climb to the beam of the eaves again.

After a while, Feng Ye had already climbed onto the beam again. And here, it is still surrounded by a faint smell of blood......

Not long after, a gust of wind from the west suddenly swept towards the low eaves, blowing the wind that was "working" in the leeward and the clothes on the back of the whole thing.

And this situation was obviously not what Feng Ye could have predicted before. He only felt that his clothes were suddenly blown up from behind by the wind, and then a cool wind poured directly into his back.

Feng Ye couldn't help but immediately sneezed: "Ahh Hell yes! ”

He muttered dissatisfiedly, but immediately stopped what he was doing. He turned his head, ready to re-tie his coarse cloth belt, which had clearly spread out.

But with this turn of his head, his brow furrowed again.

At this time, the west wind was still blowing in this direction, but it was obviously not as strong as before. However, now Feng Ye finally realized that what made his nose instantly allergic just now was the faint smell of blood in the wind.

"By the way, just now Steward Sima made a judgment and said that it was the greedy rat demon who ate the Moss people. And the rat demon who caused the accident was taken away and disposed of. But can a person really be eaten so cleanly? Can't find any corpse remains? That's ......."

(I ask for a collection and recommend it.) If you like this book, you can collect it first and read it when you are fattened. ）