Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 552 The Dead Under the Night (6)

she says:

"Ah, is the butcher's business doing well, don't we just watch it every day?"

Erya?

Chen Dongqing's pupils dilated slightly.

Who are you talking about?
Isn't she the only girl in their family?

Who is Erya?

Although Chen Dongqing didn't want to admit it, there was no one else here except Da Ya and herself.

So, when did I become Erya?

What is that 101?
Da Ya sighed: "Little brother's health is not good, if this continues, parents will definitely collapse."

All right.

Chen Dongqing knew who 101 was.He probably became the youngest son of the family.

In this situation, Chen Dongqing didn't know what to say.Inexplicably becoming a member of this world, no one can be happy.

Without 101, she knows nothing about this world and can only see it with her own eyes.

However, she now has a clue.

Bells, monsters, and music can almost lock the 'monster' in the crowd.

Since the butcher's stall is so lively here, it doesn't seem too much to search for the target here.

Chen Dongqing squeezed into the crowd.

Da Ya quickly stopped her: "What are you doing? Our family has no money to buy meat."

Of course Chen Dongqing knew that they had no money to buy meat, but this had nothing to do with what she was going to do now.

Da Ya's clamor attracted many people's attention.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Chen Dongqing had no choice but to substitute herself into Erya's identity.

"Elder Sister." She said, "I'm just going to take a look to satisfy my greed. I have no other ideas. Don't you want to go and take a look with me?"

Da Ya was shaken.

Haven't eaten pork, why don't you let me see pork?
Within a quarter of an hour, Da Ya dragged Chen Dongqing into the crowd and became the most active one.

Her eyes were fixed on the bloody red meat on the chopping board, while Chen Dongqing's eyes kept looking at whether there were bells on these people's chests.

But to her disappointment, it didn't.

There is no one here with a bell on.

But Chen Dongqing wasn't depressed either.

Most of them are women here, and most of the people who can turn into the monster from last night are men.Now that the men are all on the ground, it's normal that they haven't found their target.

But after thinking about it, Chen Dongqing felt something was wrong again.

A big man, does he wear a bell around his neck because he is sick?

After thinking about it, Chen Dongqing's eyes were gradually attracted by something hanging on the wall behind the butcher.

It was a scythe.

It was pitch-black, very similar to what she saw that day.

There are even blood stains on it, and it is not known whether it is pig blood or human blood.

Thinking about it this way, the butcher is really a killer who hides his identity very well.

Even if there are bloodstains in his courtyard, no one will be suspicious, and he probably knows more about where he can be killed with a single knife than others.

Chen Dongqing turned to look at the butcher, but found that the latter was also looking at him.

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, the butcher quickly turned his head away, as if he didn't dare to meet Chen Dongqing's eyes.He yelled in a deep voice, selling the meat from his stall to everyone.

The red and elastic meat may be young, and no one knows what the meat on the stall is.

Chen Dongqing finally realized what he always felt was wrong.

The village was cut off from the outside world, and it was very difficult for the butcher to continue his business.After all, his family only raised a few pigs.

So, where does the steady stream of pork come from in the butcher's house that has been doing well all year round?

(End of this chapter)