The strange old man's eyes were focused and fierce, and he stared at the edge of the knife, as if wondering if it was sharp enough.

A sly smile suddenly rose at the corner of his mouth, revealing his yellow brick-like teeth, making his haggard face even more hideous.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing, raised the knife in his hand, and blew lightly along the blade.

He touched the blade, took a deep breath, and smiled with satisfaction.

The strange old man muttered to himself: "Little lamb, little lamb, don't blame me. I just want to live......"

"Baa ————!"

The black goat barked, and the strange old man shivered in fright, and his cloudy eyes looked at the black goat, looking even more trance-like.

The black goat chewed on my tentacles in its mouth, its face full of innocence.

The strange old man only thought it was a coincidence, and didn't take it to heart.

However, only I know that the black goat is very evil.

I was silent, my eyes fixed on the black goat.

There was a hint of fear in the strange old man's heavy breathing, and his trembling fingers gripped the shiny knife as if grasping at the last straw of life.

He pressed the horn hard, and the black goat looked at him in a daze, and said nothing.

The wrinkles of the strange old man were as deep as a ravine on his face, and every wrinkle was like a trace of the cruelty of time.

His eyes were moist and blurry, and the tear stains in the corners of his eyes revealed the fear and uneasiness in his heart.

His facial features crumpled tightly together in a pained expression.

The strange old man took a heavy breath, then mustered up his courage and slashed at the black goat's neck with the knife in his hand.

At that moment, a bright red blood splattered out, which was the color of life and the color of death.

The black goat's skin was cut open, and blood gushed out of the wound, staining the ground red.

However, the black goat did not make any sound, it just looked at me quietly, and there was a strange light in its eyes.

The corners of the black goat's mouth curved into a strange arc, as if to laugh at me, or rather, at the strange old man.

Its mouth has long since lost its tentacles, but it is still chewing on something.

Again, the strange old man raised his hand, and this time, his hand was more steady, and he gathered the strength of his whole body and slashed downward.

Bright red blood splashed out like a fountain, and the color was so eye-catching, so thrilling.

Blood flowed through the black goat's fur and wet the hair, making the black goat look even more weird, as if it was a monster crawling out of hell.

The blood flowed through its neck, through its chest, through its abdomen, and finally, dripping to the ground, the sound of which was like the sigh of death, and made the heart tremble.

The black goat's body topple, it was a heavy and feeble toppling, as if the whole world was putting pressure on it.

The black goat that fell to the ground, its eyes had become hollow, and the eyes that were once full of hatred were now only empty and desperate.

Its body stiffened, and the once strong body was now cold and deadly silent.

However, at this moment, the corners of the black goat's mouth lifted a smile, which was a smile full of ridicule and indifference.

The strange old man looked at the black goat that fell to the ground, and his face showed a hint of cruelty, which was a deep satisfaction and cruelty.

The old man's expression was so unpredictable that I couldn't tell if he was scared or not.

The strange old man skillfully skinned and deboned the black goat, and pieces of fat mutton became alive in his hands.

He put the pieces of meat in the pot and lit the fire, which made a gurgling sound as the lamb boiled.

The flames were beating, the scorching waves of air made me feel dizzy, and the heavy aroma of mutton came to my nose, the smell made me lustful, but it also made me feel deep fear.

After a day of stewing, the lamb is finally ready.

The piece of mutton became soft and fragrant in the pot, and the mutton soup took on a dull yellow color, with a layer of slightly whitish fat floating on the top, which looked extremely attractive.

The strange old man crouched on the ground, his saliva flowing, his eyes full of desire.

His teeth were biting down, and even the bones were chewing together, creaking.

He kept the half-pot of mutton soup, and then took it and carefully went to find the blind half-immortal.

The blind half-immortal salivated, his eyes with white membranes shining in the darkness, and he seemed to be able to see every piece of meat and every bone in the mutton soup.

He took the mutton soup, and the heat made his hands instantly hot, but he didn't put it down, but brought the mutton soup to his mouth and snorted it.

The mutton soup overflowed in his mouth, the delicacy made him forget everything, and his nose was pressed against the mutton soup, and the rich aroma made him feel deeply satisfied.

He gulped down, the feeling of fullness made him happy, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and that smile was full of joy.

I thought the blind half-fairy was very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

The blind half-immortal ate all the mutton and soup without a drop left, and he burped in satisfaction.

The strange old man stood beside him bent over, like a strange tree, and his figure seemed so insignificant in front of the blind half-fairy.

The blind half-immortal spoke, and his voice was like an ancient well without waves, bottomless.

"Not bad. I'll show you a clear way, and if you go east, you'll pass through a small village. There is someone in the village who can solve your problems. ”

The strange old man's eyes flickered, "What does he look like?" ”

The blind half-immortal laughed, his laughter was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, "After you see him, you will understand." ”

The blind half-immortal's words were obviously an answer to the strange old man, but I felt that his eyes behind the white membrane were looking at me.

I felt a chill tighten my tentacles.

The strange old man's waist was hunched like a crooked crescent, but his speed was astonishingly fast, like a frightened hare, leaping up from the prairie with dazzling speed.

His steps are like the wind blowing through a wheat field, causing ripples without leaving a trace.

His figure was like a meteor streaking across the sky, short and hot, so fast that people could only look at it.

The strange old man's steps were like a terrifying storm, and the scenery around him passed quickly behind him.

The trees were as tall as a forest, and they stretched out huge branches like a barrier to the sky.

Unknown flowers and plants flourish and grow, and they are colorful, like patches of colorful tapestry.