In front of friends in the live broadcast room, the Tang family was visited by the investigation team. In the end, everyone in the Tang family except Tang Yutong was taken away by vehicles. Shi Sang: "I know what you want to ask. The Tang family can still have a future with Tang Yutong as the host. Xia Ziqiu and Pan Pan will get married at the end of this year, and they will have a daughter next year." [The anchor understands us~] [Evil will be rewarded with evil, good will be rewarded with good. 】 【great! 】 Shi Sang snapped his fingers: "Intermission, we will start the third hexagram later." She couldn't help but turn off the live broadcast. Stretched. At this time. Baili Qing made a phone call, and the content of the call can be summarized in four parts.
Part of it is that the rotten corpse was examined and concluded that he was a person in the cave before birth, part of it is that the awakened people have begun training, part of it is that Du Chi has awakened the tracking ability of a sky eye, and the last part is that the 505 Office found the trace of Jing Yu. Shi Sang hung up the phone. She was not surprised. Shi Jiyu came over with a handful of seeds: "Master, won't it be dangerous to plant them in the yard?" Shi Sang "received" the seeds from Senior Brother Viper. Whether they are dangerous or not remains to be seen. But Toki Sang was clearly not afraid. Shi Jiyu understood this and was about to carry the hoe when Gu Li took the hoe first. The two people standing there looked like a beautiful oil painting. The distance between the world in the painting and the human world was narrowed by a pair of hoes and the beginning of farming. Lu Yisi, who swung his sword for the 1320th time, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. After entering the Taoist temple, there was no serious person except him. In order to defend the sign of seriousness, he must not join. Shi Sang took out a spiritual stone and said, "The feed should be divided into equal parts and buried in the ground." From seed germination to flowering to butterfly pollination, they can complete the former, while the latter requires Hu Jing to emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly. Lu Yisi decisively gave up on being serious: "Master, leave it to me!" At this time, the people in the courtyard did not know that what they were planting was the natural enemy of the multi-order six-winged cicada. Cuifen led the weird people to squat under the eaves, watching Shi Sang's leisurely leaving figure, her face full of praise and exclamation for Shi Sang's ability to control people. · Jiangjiatun, Cangcheng. Jingyu escaped, but due to hunger and fear, she did not dare to go near people. So much so that after one night, the whole person felt like a fugitive. Instead of dragging Shi Sang into the water, this thing is like a fish bone stuck in the throat. It hurts when you swallow it. The fugitive Jing Yu endured the torture and unknowingly escaped to a village, where she hid in bean straw piles. Sudden.
The sound of heavy and light footsteps sounded. Hear movement. Jing Yu didn't dare to move anymore. She stayed quiet for a long time, waiting for the movement to completely disappear before she dared to look outside. Just when she breathed a sigh of relief, she turned around and ran into a cripple with a strange smile. "what--" Screams sounded. The lame man was holding a pitchfork in his hand. He tried his best to put on a normal smile: "Why are you hiding in this corner, little girl? I almost stabbed you with the fork." He said, waving the pitchfork. How to perform a stabbing. Jing Yu didn't feel relaxed. Under the sunlight, she could vaguely see the dark red blood stains on the pitchfork. When paired with the lame man's honest and honest face, it looked strange. Alarm bells rang in my head, my beating nerves screamed that something was wrong, and I felt like I was running away. Jingyu used all his strength to run in the opposite direction, but was hit in the back of the head by a pitchfork. The lame man carried the pitchfork in one hand and dragged Jingyu with the other, humming a song as he walked home. On the way, you can see a different number of coffins placed at the door of each house. I accidentally ran into a fellow villager and said, "Lame brother, you have a good harvest today." The lame man smiled shyly: "I was lucky enough to meet a rabbit that fell out of the trap." The eyes of the fellow villagers were filled with resentment and envy: "This time you don't have to worry about not getting enough things together or making the coffin maker angry, so he won't build you a good coffin." The lame man's tone was full of joy and happiness: "Yes, thanks to the lack of firewood for the fire this morning, I went out to look at the bean straw, and I will give you some more when I come back." The villagers said happily: "Oh, thank you, I'll wait for you at home." The sun was shining brightly, and the simple language of the villagers revealed a coldness that could pierce the bones. Shortly after. The lame man returned home. His eyes moved slightly, and he kicked away his son who was tied to the door and lying on all fours drinking dirty water. Jiang Er didn't dare to resist at all. Endure the pain and get out of the way. The lame man walked to the kitchen carrying the knife. Soon, the sharpened machete struck on the chopping board, playing a symphony of death. The rabbit was separated one after another, and the warm blood crawled out and fell to the dirty ground. "Rabbit's Life" came to an abrupt end, just in line with Shi Sang's words about death without a complete body. Jiang Er watched a familiar scene play out in the kitchen. Numbness and sluggishness left his expression unmoved, but only he knew how much he was struggling in his heart. The village has changed beyond recognition. Who can come to save the village? Jiang Er's idea just came to him. The coffin maker from the village came over after smelling the smell. He grinned and first came to Jiang Er and sniffed.
The coffin maker said in a kind voice: "Animals should behave like animals." A few simple words hit Jiang Er's ears, leaving boundless fear and obedience. Jiang Er worked hard to drink water with his tongue, acting more and more like a watchdog. "Disobedient beasts may be served." Jiang Er's forehead was covered in cold sweat. The lame man walked out of the kitchen in time with the meat in his hands. He hid his emotions and invited the coffin maker into the house. Drool secreted from the corners of the coffin maker's mouth. Like a vicious dog that hadn't eaten for many years, he was led by the smell and strode into the house after the lame man. The chewing sound is endless. The lame man walked out of the door honestly and did not compete with the coffin maker for food. He only glanced at his son inadvertently. The coffin maker walked out of the house with a satisfied look on his face. His mouth was full of blood, but he was not used to wiping his mouth, as if he was a beast at heart. The coffin maker raised his index finger: "A fine coffin." If you look carefully, you can see that the coffin maker's fingers are short and the nails are sharp, not like human hands. The lame man hurriedly bent down to thank him. Send off the coffin maker. The lame man untied the chain around Jiang Er's neck: "It's time to walk the dog. Let's go to the entrance of the village first." Jiang Er had the idea of escape, but when he thought of the weirdness here, his heart fell into the bottom of his heart. Jiangjiatun was surrounded by dense forests. It was said that no one had escaped. Except for his return this year, no one had visited the village for a long time. The innocent rabbit is the exception. Thinking about it. Jiang Er found that the hand holding the chain had loosened. He knew his opportunity had come. Jiang Er rushed out without thinking. Being on his knees for a long time made his legs weak and he rolled around on the ground. He had not been able to walk for a long time, and he almost forgot how to run. Fortunately, he still rushed out of the village and ran into the forest where every poplar tree was exactly the same. He did not look back, and naturally he did not see the complicated look in the lame man's eyes. Wait until Jiang Er runs away. The cripple suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "It's broken!" "Ah." A sneer sounded from behind the lame man. The cripple's face froze. The coffin maker touched his belly: "I don't want to move when I'm full, and I can't catch up. Hey, why did you accidentally let the beast run away? He is my granddaughter's favorite dog."
The lame man was about to explain. The coffin maker burst out laughing and asked, "Do I look stupid?" The cripple's heart trembled three times.