"It's a little crooked, but it tastes good." Holding a roast leg of lamb in his hand, Jiang Twelve couldn't help but admire after taking a bite.

I didn't have much appetite for eating such a greasy thing this big night. But the family's cooking level is very high. The authentic roast leg of lamb is really hard to refuse.

Whatever he does, since Madame has orders, then the next thing is to go.

After eating and washing briefly, Jiang Twelve lay down in this hut. Until the next morning, the children outside were crying. only then woke up Jiang Twelve.

“... It's noon.... Holding the mobile phone at the bedside and glancing at the time, Jiang Twelve slept a lot. Dressed and out of the room, the man was already busy.

"The gentleman is awake. There is hot water to clean, and it is enough to eat for a few minutes. With a smile on his face, the man was still firing on the kitchen stove. And there was a burst of aroma from the cauldron.

"Hmm... Do you know Lan Ruo? Nodding, Jiang Twelve looked at the man and asked.

"Miss Lan, of course we know each other. If it weren't for her support, we wouldn't be able to survive by now. Speaking of Lan Ruo, a look of gratitude instantly appeared on the man's face.

"Oh... Do you have anything to ask her? The man just smiled and didn't answer. Instead, it was the woman outside the house who took over the topic.

“.... Yes... It can be hard, though. ”

Hearing this voice, Jiang Twelve went out of the house and saw the woman.

At this glance, it is no wonder that the child is crying. At this moment, the little guy was carried behind his mother's back, dangling back and forth, so uncomfortable. Because her mother, in a circular earthen stove, was taping scones.

In this night's situation, Jiang Twelve did not see many problems. Daytime... Nature is easy to see.

The woman clasped the reconciled yellow flour with her hand, and it was a lump. Directly fell on the inner wall of the earthen stove and pasted it inside. It's nothing. It's just that there seem to be a lot of flies in this place....

Jiang Twelve watched as two flies flew into the dough, which were directly ignored by the woman and stuck to the inside of the stove... The next few are still like this, and the movements are very skillful....

"Sir... We are just ordinary people, and sooner or later we will die. But I hope that our children will not be able to escape such a fate.... As she pressed the bread to her side, the woman's words grew sad.

"Please start your show.... Staring at the woman, Jiang Twelve subconsciously opened his mouth. This made the woman stunned.

"Huh?"

"Oh. No, please say your question.... Scratching his head, Jiang Twelve's smile was a little embarrassed.

"Oh."

Next, in the woman's narration, Jiang Twelve knew what kind of problem it was...

This woman and this man are a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks. After eloping, he came to the land of the western frontier. Originally, this day was peaceful and simple. However, with the advent of the era of cultivators, everything has changed.

The land of Western Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated. Cultivators are naturally in the minority. But it is precisely because of this that it is more difficult for people with ill intentions to find. Even if someone comes here, they will still be killed inexplicably.

For example, the former Tang Shu general.

"She's not from this place?" Hearing this name, Jiang Twelve certainly knew who she was.

"Yes... The change is also since the Tang Lord.... ”

Tang Shu is a tourist. Although it does not have the inheritance of the family. However, he is also a master who is not inferior to others. When he came to this place and saw the civilians in dire straits, Tang Shu naturally carried the banner of chivalry and righteousness.

It's just that the water in the western frontier, although not deep, is not shallow.

In the days that followed, some of the cultivators were united. After that, Tang Shu naturally wanted to kill those with ill intentions. For this, she really lobbied a lot of people. Only then did the confrontation of forces be formed. However, in the final showdown. But he was hit by the guy who lobbied himself. Lost his life in the western frontier.

Since then, Tang Shu has become a slave of the demon clan. Among the people he lobbied was a leader who harmed the civilians of western Xinjiang. And before, everyone had already surrendered to the demons of this place...

“... This is in the past, and I wonder what this has to do with the question you're talking about? ”

"The problem is that Lord Tang Shu went to the West Sea and hasn't come back for a long time. And in this western frontier, that terrible thing is once again popular. Glancing sideways at the child on her back, the woman's tears flowed instantly.

"What's the matter?"

"Children who are less than three years old will die inexplicably... The body was taken away by those people.... ”

“... Oh. Hearing this, Jiang Twelve nodded and was not too surprised.

It's very likely that this is some demonic technique or something. For example, Fan Wusu is using other ghost clans to cultivate. It's just that what you need is more advanced.

"Do you know how many there are now?"

“... Kershman Village, I'm the only one... I heard that a few days ago, someone refused to take the child away, and the family was beaten to death... Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the woman made the cake and looked at Jiang Twelve carefully.

The gaze was not cautious. It is the hope and fear of the strong.

"Since you're the last, it means they're still coming. It's simple. He yawned, pulled out a cigarette, and leaned against the grape trellis next to him after twelve o'clock.

"Sir...."

"Don't worry, just cook. By the way, don't add protein to the roast leg of lamb...

“... Good. "Although I don't know what Jiang Twelve said. But the woman went back to the room, put down her child, and accompanied her husband to cook and eat together.

Regarding what the woman said, Jiang Twelve didn't understand it very well. But I also know what to do.

According to Tang Shu's description and style. Isn't this the fact that there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys are called kings? is also a demon clan, it seems that Tang Shu's suppression is not ruthless enough. Otherwise, how could anyone be doing such an evil thing?

Or maybe Tang Shu went to the West Sea, what was the problem, or... It's some people who think that she Tang Shu can't come back. After thinking about these in his heart, Jiang Twelve glanced at the grape trellis on his head a few times.

There are so many flies in this place... How do you eat... Touching his stomach, Jiang Twelve was a little anti...

"Sir, let's eat outside." Poking his head out of the door, the man said respectfully.

"Hmm."

After Jiang Twelve responded, the man took out a table and put it in front of Jiang Twelve. Some pasta baked naan, and cut fruit were also brought up.

This time, instead of grilling a leg of lamb, it's grilling lamb chops.

After taking a closer look at it, Jiang Twelve was relieved. Fortunately, there is no food on this lamb chop.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will spend the next few days waiting here...

(End of chapter)