After soaking in the dung pit for half a night and then directly rinsing it with cold water for half an hour, the smell was almost washed, but Feng San was solid and a little desolate from the freeze - like those dead pork that had been soaked in water for a long time.

After flushing, Lao Liu Tou directly threw the greasy sheet over the bed, and the eye gesture was exactly the same as adding material to the donkey next to him, and at that time, a sour teardrop in Feng San's heart mixed with the well water on his head flowed down... At this moment, he regretted that his intestines were blue, he knew that there was such a thing, let alone two hundred oceans, even if it was two hundred little daughters-in-law, he couldn't agree!

However, just after a quarter of the time had passed, he suddenly had the feeling that the sky was high and the sea was wide by the railing, and it seemed that everything was worth it in the light clouds and breeze... What happened to this situation has to start from the moment when he burst into tears!

Feng San wrapped himself in a sheet, but no matter how he calculated, he only reached half of his body, so he aggrievedly covered the important position of the lower half, and before he spoke, the old Liu Tou was already talking with the hay:

"It's not that I won't give you clothes to wear, it's true that we can't find a suitable fit for your body here, but you can rest assured, when you grind for me, Widow Luo's clothes will definitely be ready."

Not to mention the craftsmanship of Widow Luo, who makes shrouds, how good is the craftsmanship of making clothes for people, just this sentence of 'grinding' can know that Feng San's sentence of 'being a cow and a horse' in the dung pit has not forgotten it!

Before Feng San could think of how to answer, the door of the courtyard opened with a bang, followed by a group of mermaids rushing in—as soon as he entered the door, he heard a cigarette pot bag shouting: "Hey, you say this smell!" Old Liu, I said how do you get this guy to wash here, and I'm not afraid that the smell will be too big and smoke the Bodhisattva Buddha... Come on, let's drink it first. ”

The person who came was the old man of August from the paper shop, followed by a large group of shop owners in the ghost market who were covering their noses and snickering, so ashamed that he buried his face in the fat pile as soon as he took the bowl, and then heard the old Liu Tou's indifferent voice and said:

"The dung pit is next to the livestock shed, and the top is close to the well and close to the root of the back wall, and the water is cleaned together with the donkey dung and eggs. Besides, even if someone smells wrong, I can say that the livestock are in trouble..."

Everyone agreed together.

"That makes sense!" Uncle Gou stepped forward and stuffed the avocaseed in his hand into Feng San's hand, ignored it, walked back and sat down on the firewood pile next to him with everyone: "Actually, we can scare this burden away, why bother to get it back?" Anyway, it's a hired killer, in case none of us pay attention..."A hand under the neck slashed: "Aren't we all confessed?" ”

As soon as he said this, Lao Liu's hand was raised: "Don't ask me about this, you ask him to go... Yo! Just in time, can you explain it to everyone? ”

Looking up, the Yin Master Cui Deyuan happened to be holding the hand of the Supreme Treasure late, and when he heard the words, he just smiled, and waited until the Supreme Treasure led him to sit down on the pyre before slowly taking off his sunglasses and said:

"Don't worry, I'm naturally going to tell you the reason, but I think it's better to ask him a few questions first, and when the wait is over, you will all understand-okay?"

Of course, everyone didn't have any opinions, but urged him to hurry up, so he cleared his throat and said:

"Feng San, I'm afraid you weren't born with a fat body, isn't it a matter of the last few years?"

His words were very light and slow, but in Feng San's ears, it was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and suddenly his whole body shook like an electric shock, raised his head, and said hurriedly: "You, how do you know... Belch? I just wanted to ask again, but I was stunned when I saw two rolled eyes on the face of the person who asked without sunglasses.

Cui is naturally blind, but how does the blind know that he is fat and thin?

Cui Blind didn't notice it, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Don't ask me how I know, just answer my questions, if we are happy, maybe we will solve your spell - you can tell me about the events of the year." ”

There was an irrefutable taste in his voice, and Feng San somehow obediently said as instructed......

Five years ago, there was a great drought in Huguang, more than three years of rain did not go down the well, the dry river broke the grass and trees died, at that time there was no hunger and pillow I don't know how many people died, only one of the ten rooms remained, and the one who still had the ability fled from his hometown with his family.

The local warlords not only did not help the people, but began to set up cards to close the road to collect tolls, and at the moment it was angry and resentful, at this time, someone paid a lot of money to ask Feng San to assassinate the worst and blackest adjutant under the warlord, and the reason was very good:

That adjutant Zhao Heimao doesn't show up easily on weekdays, he hides behind his back to make a mistake, and it is not good to find a chance to kill him, this time the natural disaster guy is active and scrapes the people, but it is a rare good opportunity.

Feng San didn't elaborate on how many hardships he went through after taking over this business, anyway, Zuihou killed that Zhao Heimao, and he got lost in a panic in the process of escaping.

There were no people and no cattle in the four miles and eight towns, and the eyes were full of desolation and ruin, Feng San had no choice but to walk all the way to the east, and after walking aimlessly for a few days, he ended up eating all the dry food... In the next few days, he could be regarded as a crime, not to mention buying some food, and even catching two rats was a thing with no skin and bones, and it made this suave killer almost as similar to the one on the side of the road called Hanako.

Just when he was so hungry that he almost fainted, he suddenly saw a puff of green smoke floating from the empty village in front of him-"Cooking smoke!" ”

He suddenly became excited.

Feng San sneaked through the back of the house, and peeked in through the crack in the window, only to see a large cauldron hanging from a few wooden beams in the room, and the water in it was boiling and the meat was exuding a burst of meat fragrance, but there was no one around.

At this moment, Feng San was not in a hurry, and quietly lurked. After a short time, I saw two people walking out of the back room very strangely.

It may be more appropriate to say that it is going or it is far-fetched, and it may be more appropriate to describe it with a crawling word, but I don't know weishenme, from the first glance when he saw the two of them appear from the darkness, Feng San's whole body was involuntarily full of goosebumps.

He paid attention for a long time before he realized what the reason was.

Usually two people must walk at the same pace, but these two people walk very specially, and the person behind each step down happens to be in the position where the feet of the person in front of him begin to leave.

It looks like it's on a person's body.

The first person lifts his feet, and the second lifts his feet at the same time; The first person drops his feet, the second puts his feet down at the same time... It was just the position where the previous person first raised his foot.

If he had seen this situation in normal times, Feng San would have found it very interesting, but the appearance and figure of these two people today and the atmosphere at the moment, he felt very terrifying.

The man in front of him was skinny and had a big belly like a drum, his whole mouth was bulging outward, his eyes burst out, saliva flowed down his tongue, and there was only a rag covering his lower body on his body, and his body was as white as frost and snow with green tendons, like an ancient embroidered picture of blue and white porcelain.

The person in the back looked similar, but he couldn't see clearly, as if he was separated by a layer of smoke.

The man in front of him was originally slow, but when he came out of it and was smoked by the smell of meat, he immediately became extremely agile, crawled to the side of the pot three or five times, picked up a piece of hot meat, and chewed it directly-he didn't seem to know that there was another person behind him, who only cared about eating and drinking, and the soup juice overflowed the corners of his mouth, and he was not afraid of being hot?

That's not all, the more the man began to gnaw, the more he ate, the more anxious and hungry he became, his abdomen was swollen and swollen, but it looked like he hadn't eaten anything, and after the meat was eaten, he didn't let go of a drop of soup...

The man behind him kept following him without making a move, but there was a look of great satisfaction on his face!

The man was not satisfied after eating, and after a while he dragged a corpse out of the house—the flesh of the corpse had been cut off, and all that was left was a secondary bone armor, and the man took it apart two or three times and threw it all into the pot, and poured in half a basin of mud water and lit the firewood.

No wonder there is still meat to eat in this disaster year, it turns out to be human flesh!

Feng San also knew that some bandits ate human flesh on weekdays, but that was so terrifying? I knew that there was something wrong in my heart, and I didn't dare to delay, so I immediately turned around and left secretly...... But at this moment, the man suddenly raised his head and sniffed a few times!

Stranger!

Feng San had only walked a few meters before he heard a creaking sound behind him, and then a fierce wind hit his brain, he didn't dare to slack off and immediately rolled on the spot to avoid this sneak attack!

The dagger in his hand is already flying towards the place where the wind came from!

When I looked up again, the dagger was already in the head of the man in the room, and the wound was stinking with stinking juice running down it, but the guy was still moving—for he had only struck for a moment, and then pounced again!

Tarzan is unavoidable!

Feng San is a killer after all, although his physical strength is a little weak, he immediately found a way!

He grabbed a stick from the side and propped it up towards the man, and stabbed it with all his might—only to feel a strong force coming from his hand, and the man was already stuck in the stick like a quail!

Immediately, countless white bubbles gushed out of his mouth, and his hands and feet scratched and scratched on the ground for a while, and after struggling, he stopped moving!

The foam splashed Feng San's head and face.

At this point, there was nothing to say, Feng San rested for a while, pushed the corpse away, and went to look for the person who followed behind, but he didn't expect that the person had been looking for a long time and didn't see it, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Regardless of the residence, clothing, and utensils of the people in the house, there was never a trace of a second person—Feng San even began to wonder if he was dazzled by hunger at the time, or, or if there were no two people in it?

weishenme？

Feng San dug out half a bag of sprouted potatoes in the cellar and feasted on it, and then he had the strength to continue his journey, and finally left Huguang and returned to the land of Sichuan and Chongqing.

From then on, he didn't know that Weishenme had suddenly started to overeat, and his body was bulging like a blow......

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"The five senses and six senses seal the spiritual wisdom, distinguish the yin and interpret the yang and break its meridian," Cui Blind sighed: "If you weren't hungry and almost dying, you wouldn't have opened your eyes and seen the hungry Futu; If it weren't for the hunger and slaughter, you wouldn't have seen all the ghosts of our market today. I've solved the mystery, so you should know what the rest means, right? ”

It was clear to everyone.

Hungry Futu is among the nine evil ghosts, once it breaks out, it will harm one side and kill countless people, it is one of the fierce spirits that the cultivation method has to deal with, if it were not for the abundance of Sichuan and Chongqing, Feng San has accumulated a lot of food and can satisfy his stomach, I am afraid that he would have broken out of his body long ago...... Having said that, can you still let him run away now that you see it?

Wang August smiled: "Yes, I'll do this, and by the way, I will also teach Bao'er - Bao'er, see the master give you a fried ghost!" ”

Bao'er was also happy when she heard this, and pointed at Feng San's armpit with her little hand and said, "Master, are you talking about him?" ”

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