After a busy day, the residents of the village all returned to their houses early at sunset, and the simple folk customs of the village who lived by planting made them form a routine of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Wang and her husband Zhang San are one of the few pig farmers in the village, and there was a swine fever a few days ago, and the price of pork is naturally rising, which makes her make a lot of money by relying on a few pigs over the years, and her life is also nourishing.

"Dead ghost, when you were shopping for vegetables today, your eyes were staring at Widow Liu and almost fell out!"

Wang twisted a handful of meat from her husband's waist who was lying on the bed, and looked at the man with a big waist and a thick waist pretending to wail, and Aunt Wang became more and more angry the more she looked at it. It was not dark yet, and the man himself was clamoring to sleep, and he no longer did any bedtime exercise, and he vigorously argued that he did not look at Widow Liu next door.

Aunt Wang looked at her flat breasts, isn't it just that there are a few taels of meat more on her breasts than herself? As for those stinky men, do they have to leave Widow Liu, who sells vegetables, to the ground every day? The vegetable stalls that were not fresh are also crowded with men buying vegetables every day.

"Alas!" sighed, Wang made up his mind to scold this vixen tomorrow, otherwise it would be difficult to get out of this evil breath in his heart.

Even though she was reluctant to go to bed so early, not long after dark, Aunt Wang fell asleep beautifully.

"Huh!" a terrible pig cry broke the silence of the night.

Wang opened her eyes in a daze, and suddenly became angry, and she scolded and said: "That one, killing pigs in the middle of the night, and not letting people sleep!"

But after thinking about it, it is better to take advantage of this waking time to do something meaningful, Wang's heart stretched out his hand to the husband on the side, you can't run tonight.

"Huh, what about people?" Wang, who touched the emptiness, woke up in an instant as if he had poured a basin of ice water on his head, and the empty side had already lost its temperature, and a terrifying guess slowly emerged in her mind, "Could it be that this man ran out in the middle of the night to steal Widow Liu?!"

I just said that this man has been sleeping so early these days, it turns out that he is recuperating and going out to run errands at night. Combined with her husband's abnormal behavior today, Wang became more and more sure of her own thoughts, and even her husband's actions when he was shopping for vegetables in the morning became a code with Widow Liu.

No longer hesitated, she picked up a wooden stick and quickly got dressed, tonight she was going to let the pair of adulterers have a good meal.

After pushing the door out, the cold wind poured in from her neck, making Aunt Wang unconsciously shrink her neck. It's really cold in the middle of the night, but this man is quite persevering. The anger in his heart increased more and more, and the Wang family, who went out, did not stop and went straight to Widow Liu's house next door.

When passing by his pigsty, Wang, who had always regarded the eight pigs as his heart's meat, couldn't help but look forward, not because someone was stealing his own pigs.

That's a big look!

The tall man was facing away from him, squatting in the pig trough, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was raised high towards the pig trough and then chopped it down fiercely, again and again, making Wang's heart tremble.

This back is his own man, yes, and the stone hanging in his heart finally landed, fortunately, he didn't run to steal Widow Liu, but what did he do when he ran to the pigsty so late?

Wang, who approached the pigsty step by step, kept lowering his pace, lest he be discovered by her husband, who seemed to be stunned at this time.

Combined with the previous pig call, a bold guess appeared in Wang's heart, could it be that this man killed his own pig?

Wang, who was angry, quickly rushed to the pigsty, and kicked directly at his own man, but this kick seemed to be kicked on a stone, and the man did not move, but his foot was faintly painful.

Aunt Wang, who didn't care about so much, immediately began to count the pigs that were shrunk in the corner of the pigsty, "One, two, three.... Six, seven?"

After repeating the inventory a few times, Wang slapped his head, "Why is there one missing?" Then he clenched the wooden stick in his hand and pointed at the man squatting in the pig trough viciously, "You dog thing, how can you slaughter that pig, do you know how much that two-hundred-pound fat pig can buy?"

The more she talked, the more angry Wang's tears remained, she couldn't get along with anyone in her life, but she couldn't get along with money.

It's a pity that the man is still squatting there, repeating the movements in his hands, as if what happens at this time has nothing to do with him.

The unbearable Wang rushed in front of the man, she wanted to see what kind of demon this man was doing today!

As the distance shortened, by the moonlight, the man's face hidden in the shadows was finally revealed, it was a pig's head! A pig's head dough nailed to the man's face with iron nails! At this time, the dough was still dripping with the blood of a pig or a human being!

How could Wang have seen such a scene, she sat directly on the ground with her buttocks, and the wooden stick in her hand also rolled to the side with a "bang".

Fortunately, these movements did not attract the attention of the man wearing the pig's face, who still tirelessly chopped the bright red object that had long been turned into a mashed meat in the pig's trough.

The picture seemed to be still, and it took a while for Wang to come back to his senses, and he ran out of the pigsty with a rolling belt, let out a scream in the deserted street, and burrowed into the darkness in the distance without looking back...

After Wang ran away, a figure hidden in the darkness confronted the man next to him and asked, "Why did you let her go?"

A cold voice slowly sounded, "You don't think a woman will have an impact on our plans, do you?"

The black-robed man frowned, and he was very unhappy with the tone of the person next to him, if it weren't for the organization's regulations, he wouldn't have gone on a mission with him for anything.

"What if you attract a monk, don't forget that it's just the territory of the Iron Sword Gate, Ye Qingfeng's cultivation is difficult to meet an opponent, if you provoke him, our plans over the years will be over!"

The man next to him smiled and leaked out his snow-white teeth, "Gluttony requires a lot of qi and blood to grow, if it weren't just ordinary people, then it would be impossible for you and me to hide it, it would be better to attract a few cultivators or martial artists with full qi and blood, and the process of gluttony growth would be greatly shortened!"

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what he said was quite reasonable, but it was too unbelievable, and it was different from ordinary people's brain circuits.

"Madman..."After a while, the black-robed man spoke.

"Thanks for the compliment!" the man next to him licked his lips with his tongue.