Zhao Wenrui naturally ate dried figs first, and this faint sweetness tasted no worse than rice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThese figs are all grown by local medicine farmers, and the price is also very cheap, only three or five copper plates per catty, and local children use them as snacks.

Suddenly, Zhao Wenrui saw that one dried fig was very large, as big as two other dried figs. Zhao Wenrui, who was a little curious, couldn't help but pick it up and look at it carefully.

These dried figs were bought by him from a few medicine farmers, for fear that he would not be able to see the quality clearly at night, he bought some in several houses, and put them together weighing three or four catties, Zhao Wenrui naturally couldn't remember which one he bought this dried fig from.

In appearance, this fig is no different from the others. Zhao Wenrui tried to take a small bite, but then he was stunned by the contents of the fig. Among the figs, there was a black, chestnut-like thing.

"There are chestnuts in the figs? How is this possible? This chestnut was originally grown in figs? Or was it stuffed by later generations? If it was stuffed, why was there no crack on the outside? But if it was originally in it, how could chestnuts grow out of the figs?"

Zhao Wenrui naturally likes the taste of chestnuts, and his mother once secretly brought back the fried chestnuts once or twice, and the sweet and fragrant taste made him dream of it several times.

What made Zhao Wenrui even more puzzled was that there were a few green buds on the spire of this chestnut! This is a dried fig! How could there be green shoots, even if the buds have already been dried, how can they still be green?

"Is it a chestnut, don't you know if you take a bite?" Thinking like this, Zhao Wenrui pouted and gently bit a small horn at the chestnut. There is no hardness of the chestnut shell, there is no imaginary "rattling" sound of cracking, and the teeth are not sore from being squeezed, the chestnut is like a resilient kraft candy, when it bites down, it becomes flattened, and when it loosens its mouth, it becomes round again.

Inside the "chestnut", what Zhao Wenrui didn't know was that there was a soul and a heart-shaped flame inside. The spirit was talking to the heart-shaped flame, and the heart-shaped flame seemed to be a little sluggish and couldn't speak.

The spirit said, "What's wrong! What's wrong! Be careful, listen! Is there thunder outside? This ghost has been in this place for five hundred years, and this is the first time I've heard thunder!

"Hey, be careful, how many years have we been here? Is it 500 years? No, it seems to be 600 years! This Hades brother is really unkind! He actually locked up my Yang Dan and my lovely heart for 600 years! It's too much, I must teach him a lesson next time! Be careful! Come on, I'll tell you about my first bed scene! Let's talk about it......"

Outside, Zhao Wenrui put the fruit in his mouth, ready to bite it hard, and split the chestnut into two: "Can't bite it down?

can be mutated and reborn, and the "chestnut" that couldn't be bitten just now turned into a black shadow like a small fish, slippery and slippery, and fell into Zhao Wenrui's stomach with a "poof".

"Huh!" Zhao Wenrui burped, looking at the remaining half of the fig, which was as empty as a groove, he was stunned for a long time, "This ...... Even if you eat it, you don't feel like you have a bite of it, so why swallow it! and it doesn't taste at all! This ...... Is it a chestnut? Why didn't I taste it?"

Zhao Wenrui bent down, searched carefully before and after, left and right, and found that the "chestnut" did not fall to the ground, so he had to give up angrily.

In his body, the "chestnut" that Zhao Wenrui swallowed was lying quietly in the position of his dantian. The chestnut that entered the body seemed to smell the smell of flesh and blood, and let out a slight sound, and a small mist extended from the dark golden shell, winding towards Zhao Wenrui's flesh and blood.

Every time the mist wraps around a strip of flesh and blood, it is like a fritter that has just entered the pot, frantically absorbing the oil in the pot, sizzling. In less than a cup of tea, the flesh was sucked up.

The strange thing is that this kind of smoking did not bring any harm to Zhao Wenrui, not even pain, but he became thinner and thinner. The emaciated Zhao Wenrui only has a skeleton left, covered with a layer of skin, his head is much larger than his body, and he has a pair of big eyes full of hunger, which makes people panic.

Inside the "chestnut", Yang Dan's soul also seemed to feel something strange: "Be careful, what do you say is going on outside, it seems to be warm, has there been thunder, summer is coming......?

I don't know if it was because the "chestnut" devoured his flesh and blood, Zhao Wenrui felt even hungrier. He took out the package and nibbled on all the herbs inside.

Two hours later, Zhao Wenrui had already eaten the entire package of medicinal herbs.

Zhao Wenrui, who had eaten the medicinal herbs, still felt hungry, and his two eyes were shining with hunger. Circle around the firewood house, looking for something to eat.

Zhao Wenrui's stunning eyes swept every inch of the firewood room, but there was nothing to eat here, and even because the weather was relatively cold, not even a small insect could be seen.

Gradually, hunger seemed to invade his mind, his movements became a little sluggish, his mind was a little dazed, and his gaze became as if it could swallow everything. He turned his head a little mechanically, and his spine made a "click" sound "I...... I'm so hungry!"

His gaze finally fell on the window, and then he walked over rigidly, and gnawed at the wood on the window. The wood is pine, and it's old, a little crunchy than the poria you just gnawed on. It's just that you can't hold it in your hand, and it's inconvenient to bite.

But Zhao Wenrui, who was overwhelmed by hunger, didn't seem to care so much, he wanted to eat, he wanted to go out from here, and he wanted to go outside to find more food.

One hour, two hours...... Zhao Wenrui's mouth was punctured in many places, and blood was all over his mouth, stained with wood on the window, and it looked a little scary.

The window was finally bitten off a wooden frame, and then a second......

In the early morning of the third day, Zhao Wenrui finally crawled out of the firewood room. At this time, his face was covered with blood and his eyes were shining with a ghostly light, like a monster.

Zhao Wenrui walked on the street, but fortunately, there were not many people on the street at this time. When a few early risers saw him, they also stayed away, as if they had seen ghosts.

Seeing the chicken on the street corner, Zhao Wenrui's throat swallowed unconsciously, he wanted to eat; when he saw the cow driving to the mountains outside the town, Zhao Wenrui's throat swallowed unconsciously, and he also wanted to eat; even when he saw the people walking by, Zhao Wenrui's throat swallowed unconsciously, and the voice seemed to tell him that this was also made of meat.

It's just that there is a belief in his mind that tells him, "Go back, go back, you must go back!"