"Uncle, uncle, you, what are you busy with?" I woke up suddenly, and I hadn't quite come to my senses yet.

"Uncle? My day is your uncle, do you have such an old uncle? I'm your grandfather, your grandfather. You little turtle grandson, I bit my little pet Gillian to death, and today I will see that I will not kill you and cook and eat. The old man looked back at me, his eyes were cold, and the black kitchen knife in his hand had become quite sharp.

fainted, this old man's temper is too explosive, but he is right, his face is a little old, and his face has to be a hundred years old, and he shouts that the uncle is a little young.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to, it was your little pet who entangled me, and if I didn't bite him to death, he would bite me to death. "Looking at the big snake lying next to him that was bitten to death by me, I guessed that the little pet Gillian in his mouth should be this snake.

"Your kid's tendons have been picked by others, they are all people who are going to die, and they still care about your rotten life, if you die, you will die, why do you want to bite my Gillian to death? Shakyamuni sacrificed himself to feed the tiger, you have a rotten life, what can you do if you are eaten by my little pet? My little Gillian followed me here, and she hasn't eaten anything from the yang world for a long time, what if you are eaten by him? The little old man said angrily.

Dizzy! What kind of logic is this, he hasn't eaten anything in the yang world for a long time, and he wants to eat me! Why? "Grandpa, you're being unreasonable. I am a human and it is a snake, it wants to violate me, I bite it to death it should. ”

The little old man listened to my words, and Huo Di stood up suddenly. Walked towards me. He stood up, and I could see clearly that this little old man was not tall, that is, one meter four or five, although he was short, he didn't feel like a dwarf, and he was limping when he walked. But his eyes are very scary, there is no feeling of Alzheimer's disease, and the cold and agile feeling inside is more like a cold-faced killer.

"You listen to me, you killed my Gillian, I have to kill you. I'm going to give you a chance today, how do you want to die? It's strange, there are still living people in the ghost world? The little old man stood across from me, his body trembling slightly, and the knife in his hand trembling slightly.

I was stunned, and it seemed that he recognized me as a living person. Just now he said that his gillian hadn't eaten anything in the world for a long time, and now he says it again. From this, it can be inferred that he has recognized me. To recognize that I am a human being, and that a body like me can recognize me as a human being, it means that he is also a human being. In the ghost world, there are still living people, which is really surprising to me.

When you meet a living person here, you don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Grandpa, you're human! How could it be in such a place? "I want to take the conversation away from me and try not to let him kill me.

The little old man squinted his eyes and looked me up and down; "What's wrong with people? What's going on here? The Seven Parallel Spaces were originally made up of people. ”

"Grandpa, are you human? I'm also a human being, can I negotiate something? Why don't you let me go, I'll be here with you. "Although the little old man has a kitchen knife in his hand, although the little old man keeps saying that he wants to kill me, but I am very happy, anyway, I saw a living person under the cliff of the ghost world, even if it is worth dying.

"Think beautifully! I've been here for 300 years, and it's all up to Gillian to accompany me, and you killed it for me, and you want me to let you go? Don't change the subject, let's say, how do you want to die? After the little old man finished speaking, he turned around and went to continue sharpening his knife.

I was tied up there, dying of pain, and the pain in my ankle still didn't stop. The mental and physical torture made me exhausted, and I had a feeling that I was dead.

Just when I was a little self-defeating, the little old man was angry in the stove next to me. Yes, it's fire, orange-red flames. This heart is also beating. The ghost world is not without fire, but also with fire. But the flame is blue, which is ghost fire. Seeing the orange flames in such an environment makes my heart excited.

"You kid wait for me, wait for me to eat, and when I have the strength to slaughter you, and then bury my little pet." After the old man finished speaking, his body shook and swooped out of the hole. The speed was staggering, and the fire was fanned, and the orange flames crackled and crackled.

It was strange that this little old man would stay in such a cave. It seems that he is not an ordinary person, and this speed is too fast, such a speed, I can't compare. Wei Qi Nan said that he had stayed in the Phantom Cloud Palace, and his speed was no longer comparable to ordinary people.

Thinking of Wei Qi, I don't know what happened to him? I hope he's okay, but what if he's okay? Yingzi's sister-in-law and the child are gone. Thinking of this, the resentment towards Mo Shaobai in his heart became even stronger. Mo Shaobai, I will seek revenge on you. If you don't take revenge, you won't be a man.

After a while, the little old man floated in from outside, holding a few rats in his hand, because I had been attacked by them when I first entered the hateful sky, so I had no good impression of them.

It's strange, why does the little old man catch mice? You can't be trying to use rats against me, are you? I think of the rats gnawing on my ankles, and I feel palpitations.

The little old man was very ruthless, and crackled and threw a few rats to death. I didn't use a knife, I removed the internal organs of the rat without peeling the skin, found a black wire to wear it, and then put it on the stove and grilled it.

Is the old man a man or a beast? Eating dead rats? Disgusting no? It's not disgusting to think about it, I remember that the Guangdong and Guangxi areas of the world seem to eat rats. There is also a saying that one rat tops three chickens. But we northerners don't have this habit, and we still find it quite difficult to accept.

However, my thoughts were soon turned upside down, and as the little old man's barbecue progressed, a burst of burnt aroma came to my nose. It is a pristine scent with the smell of hair. Look at the rats again, they have been roasted and almost paste, the oil on them is dripping down, and there are bursts of snorting sounds in the fire.

When I was in the world, I didn't eat less barbecue, usually mutton and beef tendons or something, although the roast was also brown and burnt, but there was no such fragrance. The scent is just too tempting. Maybe it's because I'm hungry, but I always feel like I've never felt such a scent.

After the little old man had finished roasting the mouse, he took out the small table inside and gnawed it with his hands and teeth. Only then did I realize that the little old man's cave had all kinds of furniture, boiler stoves, and it seemed that the little old man had lived here for a long time.

When the little old man was eating the barbecue rat, I drooled greedily, I really don't know what this roasted rat tastes like?

But the little old man did not take into account my feelings at all, and ate there a sip of wine and a sip of a mouse. After a while, the old man became a little drunk, wiped his oily mouth with his hand, and walked over to me. "Boy, to be honest, you are the first person to accompany me in three hundred years, I really don't want you to die, but you killed my little pet, if I don't kill you, how can I be right." The little old man was drunk, his eyes were misty, and his whole body smelled of alcohol.

"Grandpa, grandpa, negotiate something with you!" I'll talk about it. Although this old man is cold and gloomy, I can feel that he is not the kind of person who is ruthless.

"Say what? Are you pleading with me? It is useless to intercede. The little old man stood there, swaying his body and said.

"Grandpa, your little pet is dead anyway, why don't you let me accompany you!"

"You're with me? How do you accompany? ”

"I'm much better than your pet, I can tell you about the world, I can help you cook and laundry, and help you ......" Alas! In order to survive, no dignity is needed.

"Laundry and cooking? You can't walk now, how can you help me? But I'd like to hear you tell me about the world, and what has happened in the world for three hundred years? The little old man's eyes drifted for a moment.

Looking at his facial expression, I searched my mind for a while. Where to start? Is this my chance of survival? Yes, Mr. Jin Yong once said that if you want to understand the history of China, you must first understand the imperial palace and brothels. The brothel can't be elegant, so I'll talk about the Qing Dynasty emperor first, it should have been the Qing Kingdom exactly three hundred years ago.

"Grandpa, why don't I tell you about the Aixin Jueluo family!"

"Get out of here, don't fool me, I don't want to listen to those rotten emperors!" The little old man frowned and said.