Is it the weird-looking old lady?

Or the old lady who went out?

Or is it someone else?

A series of questions flashed through my mind, but I couldn't come up with an accurate answer.

I listened for a while, but there was no movement outside. I only heard the wind blowing into the yard and making a rattling sound.

At that moment, a dog barked from outside.

The dog barked, only once, and then it was silent.

But I caught it, it was the cry of an iron pillar.

The iron pillar is outside?

I hurriedly grabbed the Descending Dragon Wooden Sword and ran out the door.

I just ran two steps before I realized that I was still barefoot. I took off my shoes when I went to bed, and I forgot to put them on when I was in a hurry. I quickly put on my shoes and opened the door.

It was dark outside, and outside these thatched huts, there were two poles. It's like two drying racks, and there should be a rope in between. On the rope hung a lantern that emitted a faint light.

After opening the door, the cold wind outside swept in, blowing two shivers in a row. In the mountains at night, the temperature dropped a little terrifyingly.

And when I came out of the room, I listened to it again, and the barking of the dog never came again.

This made me wonder once again if the barking I had just heard was a hallucination.

Then I noticed that there was another room next to our room with the lights on.

The light wasn't very bright, and it looked like there was an oil lamp in the room.

That must be the old lady's room, Fat Dahai and Ma Tan were tricked, the iron pillar was gone, and there were blood stains where the iron pillar had stayed, could all this be that the old lady was messing around?

She suddenly appeared at the toll booth, and said those ambiguous words, and led us here, and then did it in the night......

As soon as I thought of this, the image of the old lady suddenly darkened in my heart.

It's not impossible.

It seems that our experience in dealing with such emergencies is still too lacking.

I haven't figured out why I didn't get hit myself, but I don't have time to think about it now. Since I can still stay a little sober, there is still room for redemption.

Now it seems that the old lady should not have found out that I was an accident, and if I could restrain the old lady by surprise, maybe I could force her to save the fat man and Ma Yan.

Thinking of this, I carried the dragon descending wooden sword, gritted my teeth, and tiptoed close to the room.

There was a slight sound coming from the room, and the light that came out was also bright and dim.

When I got to the door, I listened intently, but the sound inside was not clear. I couldn't tell what it was.

So, with courage, I gently pushed the door open a crack.

Fortunately, there wasn't much movement at the door, and I waited at the door for a while, but nothing happened. So I looked through the crack in the open door.

Due to the fact that there is an oil lamp lit in this room, although it is not very bright. But after a short period of adaptation to my eyes, I was able to see the house clearly.

It seemed to be a kitchen, because I saw a pot table, and the oil lamp was standing on it.

At the same time, I saw a large iron pot with a lid on the pot, steaming. Apparently there's something boiling in there.

Underneath the stove, the fire was blazing. There are quite a few dry branches and leaves next to it.

Other than that, I didn't see anyone there. This is not the old lady's residence.

But in the middle of the night, the old lady would actually cook here. Could it be that she went out in the middle of the night and came back to have a late-night snack?

My curiosity was so great that since there was no one in the house, I stepped into the house from the outside.

In the iron pot on the table, there was a gurgling sound, and it was obvious that the things cooked in it had already been boiled.

I came to the front of the pot table, and a strong sour smell came to my nose. The smell came from the iron pot.

It smelled very nasty and smelled a little disgusting. It seems like something has rotted in the smell.

The more this happens, the more curious I become. An old lady cooking in the middle of the night is certainly not a normal thing. It may be directly related to the situation of the fat man and the horse. At this point, I have to figure it out.

I gritted my teeth, reached out and grabbed the handle of the lid, and opened the lid at once.

The heat inside the iron pot rose as soon as the lid of the pot was opened.

The sour smell was even stronger, and it made me cry out.

When the heat gradually dispersed in the air, I found that the pot was boiling in a pot of blood-red soup by the help of the oil lamp next to me.

The soup was boiling and bubbling in the pot.

I thought to myself, what is this cooking?

At this time, I noticed that as the soup was tumbling, something kept turning up and down at the bottom of the pot.

It seems that there are still a lot of black hairs on those things.

"Ah......h

An ominous premonition crossed my mind. I couldn't believe what I saw.

Because I remembered that when I was in the house where I lived, I heard the barking of a dog outside. And where the iron pillar was lying on his stomach, there was a pool of blood.

This...... It's not going to be an iron pillar here, is it?

The thought sent a churn in my stomach.

A chill came over me, and I almost threw up the contents of my stomach.

I endured the nausea, hardened my head, put down the dragon descending wooden sword in my hand, picked up a spoon next to the pot, and stirred it in the iron pot.

Sure enough, more and more pieces of meat were scooped up by me with a spoon, and there were indeed a lot of black hairs on them.

"Grass." I couldn't control it anymore, threw the spoon in my hand into the pot, grabbed the dragon descending wooden sword, turned around and wanted to rush out and settle accounts with the old lady.

It has been laid out that the old lady is the ghost of all this. Whatever her intentions, she actually attacked the iron pillar.

I understand, she must have seen that Tiezhu was not a mortal dog, and she was afraid that Tiezhu would find out about her evil deeds

The first strike is strong, and the design has harmed the iron pillar.

It's not over when he was killed, but it's still ...... I also boiled it.

My poor iron pillar was boiled as soon as he was brought out of the base.

I couldn't help but choke tears in my eyes, and I was filled with righteous indignation, and my teeth were clenched.

Just as I grabbed the dragon sword and turned to rush out of the room. Unexpectedly, at the door, there was a person standing.

(End of chapter)

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