In their eyes, living people seem to be no different from captive chickens, ducks, geese and dogs.

Damn it!

Lao Tzu is determined to take care of it today, otherwise what's the difference between him and this group of beasts?

I wanted to call for reinforcements, but there seemed to be a shield or something in the house, and there was no signal at all.

I looked back and there was a ventilation hole behind me, about a meter in diameter.

I patted Ji Canghai and whispered, "Look at the exhaust hole behind you, can you climb out?"

He glanced back and nodded confidently, "It's not difficult."

"You go back now and let Wang Ju bring someone."

Ji Canghai frowned: "You go, I'll stay."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a way to deal with Zhang Shaoshan!"

Ji Canghai didn't fight anymore, and whispered again: "I can't go out so openly!"

Oh, yes.

When he said that, I was also troubled.

At such a close distance, it is certain that it will be discovered.

"I have a way."

Chen Jiayan took his hand out of his sleeve and shook the white silk on his hand.

As soon as she pulled this, there was a loud sound outside the door.

"Who?"

Zhang Shaoshan suddenly turned around and said to the people around him, "Look at it."

A hint of pride flashed on Chen Jiayan's face, and then his face was full of solemnity.

Only then did I realize that she had a silk thread hanging from each finger, and her five fingers were regularly lifted, so that she could control the wooden puppet.

Within a few minutes, Chen Jiayan's face was already covered with beads of sweat.

This Luban technique is definitely not as simple as I see, it should be a very complex project.

The noise outside became louder and louder, and in the end, Zhang Shaoshan couldn't sit still and walked out with the crowd.

I turned around and gave Ji Canghai a look, he immediately understood, a few brisk steps to run, and hung directly on the edge of the exhaust hole as soon as he raised his hand.

"Bang!"

A slight sound swept by, and Ji Canghai's figure disappeared immediately.

At this time, there were only a few strong men left in the house, as well as the evil Azan who was full of evil spirits.

What happened outside the door didn't seem to disturb Azan.

He shone the blade at the light, a smile on his face.

"Huh."

The sharp boning knife sliced extremely smoothly across Lin Hu's back.

A wound that stretched from the neck to the back of the waist immediately appeared in front of him.

"Ahh

Lin Hu's muscles burst out, and he kept cursing in his mouth.

Azan bowed lightly to Lin Hu, "Shiva will bless you."

After speaking, Azan lifted the lid of the water tank next to him, and a jar full of white flowers and flowers of salt was slowly moved to the foot of Lin Lake.

"Whew!"

The crane trembled slightly, the rope immediately fell off, and Lin Hu fell into the salt tank!

Lin Hu struggled desperately in the salt tank, his face was full of snot and tears, and his eye sockets were almost torn.

Even a cut on the hand is unbearable, not to mention such a long wound falling into the salt.

The miserable appearance in front of him was like Shura Hell, and Che Crack and Ling Chi were also overshadowed in front of this!

I want to do it, but in such a disparity state, I will be sent to death when I go out.

It occurred to me what Chen Jiayan had just said - they were not dead.

In the rural areas of Northeast China, pickled vegetables are used in winter, and a large amount of salt is used to ensure that the vegetables do not rot.

After a while, the dish is marinated thoroughly, but the color does not change much.

Chen Changming did this kind of thing, which is similar to the principle of pickling pickles.

At this time, Lin Hu tilted his head and happened to see me.

In the bloodshot eyeballs, there is a visible desire to survive.

His fingers on the edge of the cylinder trembled slightly, pointing at me and Chen Jiayan, his lips twitched a few times, and before he could speak, he was replaced by a miserable howl.

Chen Jiayan bit her lip with a pale face, and her fingers clasped me tightly.

In an instant, my blood was on my head, and it didn't matter what life or death, what safety or danger.

If I don't save myself today, I will have a troubled conscience for the rest of my life!

Damn it! Live to do it, die it!