After about an hour, the rake came back with a fat leg of lamb and a row of lamb ribs, and a blue and white cloth bag on his back.

It may be that the sheep in the grain are extraordinarily fat, and the legs and ribs of the lamb look quite weighty, and the rake is a little unmoved, and when he enters the door, he is bent over by the weight of these things.

Everyone saw the rake come in, but no one went up to help, the two pieces of meat in his hands were bloody, and when he entered the house, he let the blood and water keep splashing on the ground, and the rake didn't even bother to take care of it.

Qiao Sanye looked at the things in his hand and couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything.

It was the rake who took the initiative to speak: "The livestock raised in Shejia Valley have the fragrance of flowers in their veins, and when they go to blood, the taste is not mellow enough." ”

The master smiled at the rakemaker, and the others had no expression on their faces.

On the back of the rake maker was the cleaver more than a foot long, and at this time the knife was also hung with scarlet blood, but the rake did not mean to clean them at all.

Seeing this scene, I was reminded of the ghost woman in Baiyizhuang again, and I felt unspeakably awkward.

The master was probably afraid that the rake would flash his waist, so he stood up to help, but the rake refused: "Master Du, don't do it, these dirty blood are all filthy things, you have a magic weapon on you, if the magic weapon is stained with blood, it will not be good!" ”

"It's okay, my magic weapon is not afraid of blood!"

"Don't get your hands dirty!"

So saying, the raker made all his efforts to hang the leg of mutton and ribs on a pair of iron tongs, and then opened the window and lit a fire, and then placed the reinforced cloth bag on his back on the table.

After that, he smeared the lamb with earthy honey and condiments, and hung it on the fire to roast.

The cloth bag was filled with coarse grain flatbread and some black dipping sauce, and it was impossible to tell what ingredients were used to make it.

When the rake maker returned to the bed and sat down, all that was left in the room was the crackling sound of the firewood burning, and no one spoke, and everyone was so muffled.

In this extreme dullness, everyone was somewhat uncomfortable, which could be seen from everyone's expressions.

The rake master seemed to have something to ask my master, but the master could twist his face to the side, obviously not wanting to communicate with him, Qiao Sanye and Lu Shengcai could see that the master didn't want to chat, and they were also bored one by one, for fear that if there were too many words, the rake master would find an opportunity to ask my master.

By the time the mutton was roasted, it was completely dark, and everyone was just eating with their heads bored during the meal, and no one spoke.

Looking back now, the lamb roasted by the rake at that time should have tasted quite good, but at that time, my mind was in other places, and I ate just to fill my stomach, so I really didn't have the extra mind to feel the taste.

Towards midnight, the raker removed the tables and stools, and we spread out our sleeping bags on the floor of the bamboo house.

Qiao Sanye said that this may be the most down-to-earth sleep before rescuing Yunsheng, let's stop thinking nonsense and fall asleep as soon as possible.

By this time I was able to calm down, and after getting into my sleeping bag, it wasn't long before I was falling asleep in a daze.

But at this moment, there was a movement in the house.

The rake man climbed out of bed and crept out the door, his movements were light, but the room was so quiet that the footsteps were still distinct.

What is he going to do?

I was suddenly alarmed, but then I was relieved, we had just laid down, and we were certainly not asleep at this time, and even if the rake master really wanted to do something unfavorable to us, he would not pick this time to do it.

Is it possible to get up all night?

At that time, I was just thinking about this in my heart, and I didn't open my eyes until there was a small sound from the sleeping bag next door, and I quickly opened my eyelids to see Master crawling out of the sleeping bag lightly.

Seeing Master's action, I also got out of my sleeping bag and followed Master to the window and looked outside.

The window was open, and when you stood in front of the window, you could see the rake standing by the sea of flowers, facing the window sideways.

Qiao Sanye and Lu Shengcai also came over.

The dark moonlight hit the rake's face, and it was not because of this moonlight that he did not know if it was because of this moonlight, his face looked as white as paper, bloodless, and there was a layer of blue and black on his forehead, like a dead body that had been poisoned to death.

Lu Shengcai opened his mouth to speak, but Qiao Sanye immediately made a silent gesture and signaled him not to squeak.

Perhaps it was my delusion, but I felt that the moonlight outside the window seemed to be suddenly much brighter, and the face of the rake maker became whiter and paler.

Then the harrowmaker's belly began to stir up again and again, and it was irregular, sometimes the left abdomen suddenly bulged, and the right abdomen deflated, and sometimes the lower abdomen bulged violently, and the upper abdomen violently deflated, as if there was a huge worm, which was constantly wandering and wriggling in his body.

Then the agitation gradually became regular, and the bulging place trembled and trembled up the upper abdomen towards the throat, first the upper abdomen bulged one after another, then the chest rose and fell rapidly, and finally, the racker's neck was suddenly stretched very thick, and he opened his mouth wide and wanted to retch, but his throat was blocked by something, and he could not vomit.

Seeing his neck shake suddenly, a flesh-white worm finally poked out of his mouth.

The head of the thing looked like that of a wasp, and a pair of slime-covered eyes were facing the moon in the sky, and when it showed its head, the rake was still standing, but I could not feel half of the life from him.

Master was probably afraid that we would rush out, so he turned around and waved his hand at everyone, signaling everyone not to be impulsive.

During this period, I never took my eyes off the rakeer, the worm in his mouth seemed to enjoy the moonlight very much, and there was a satisfied expression on his face, and at this time, the rake maker faintly exuded a rancid smell with a greasy floral fragrance.

It was only after about two or three minutes that the worm squirmed and slowly retracted into the racker's throat, and the racker suddenly regained his vitality and fell to the ground and coughed violently.

The Master pointed to the sleeping bags and led everyone back to the center of the room to lie down again.

When the rake returned to the house, he stood at the door for a little longer, probably to observe whether we were asleep, remembering that he had just crept out of the house, as if he just didn't want me to see the scene just now, he must have known that we had just gotten into the sleeping bag, and it was unlikely that we would fall asleep so soon, but at that time he was afraid that he could no longer control the insects in his body, so he had to hurry out.

It was a long time before the rake came back to bed, and I put aside the doubts in my heart for a moment and fell asleep as soon as possible.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next morning, two meals, we are in the bamboo house to eat, more than two o'clock in the afternoon, the rake craftsman said that the wedding team has to leave, let us go to the northwest of the flower sea as soon as possible to look for the traces of this team, we did not dare to delay, immediately to the rake craftsman goodbye, after leaving the bamboo house, to the northwest direction of the flower sea.

As we left, the rake man stood at the door of the bamboo hut and watched us go away before returning to the house, and in his eyes there was a faint smell of farewell, as if he didn't look at us twice at this time, and he would never see us again.

During this time, I looked back at him, but as soon as I saw him, I immediately remembered the white worm of last night, as if it was not a rake maker standing outside the door of the bamboo house at this time, but a big insect standing on its back.