Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

It is impossible to drink.

Although Zhao Dabao scolded Fu Yan half to death in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

How did the three bowls of soup come and how did they go back.

After Zhao Dabao left, Old Wu closed the door and whispered, "Is there a problem with the soup?"

Fu Yan nodded, "I asked him if it was a newly slaughtered pig, and he agreed without even thinking about it, but there is no pigsty in this village."

After hearing what Fu Yan said, Old Wu also began to think back.

When Zhao Dabao took them to visit the village just now, it seemed that they didn't see a single pigsty.

Old Wu: "Then what kind of meat did he bring over just now?"

"It can't be human flesh..." Jiang Lan, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, said weakly.

Hearing what Jiang Lan said, Old Wu thought of the oil floating on the broth again, and his stomach churns, "Then what are we doing now? Are we just staying here?"

Fu Yan leaned on his chin, tilted his head to look at Old Wu, with a smirk on his face, "Come on, I'll take you to see the little wife who is right next door."

Old Wu blushed and stammered, "You...what are you talking about!"

"I've been peeking at people just now, and now I'm pretending to be serious with me! You don't want to go, do you? Okay!"

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he got up and opened the door, "Come on, Xiao Jiang, let's go."

Jiang Lan glanced at Old Wu, grinning with a mouthful of small white teeth, "Hey, here we come."

Old Wu: "..."

"Damn it! Why don't you do anything, the first place in the show, don't be so fucking happy, I've already seen your toothache." Old Wu scolded, patted his buttocks and got up, "Hey! You two wait for me. "

The three of them came to the room to the south.

Fu Yan stood in front and knocked on the door.

"Who?" A female voice asked warily.

Fu Yan: "big sister, we are opposite each other, I have something to tell you."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, the sound of tables, chairs and benches moving could be heard in the room.

Not long after, the door opened.

A woman of thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with good facial features and a heroic appearance, stood at the door and said coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Fu Yan looked at the woman and put on a harmless smile, "Big sister, won't you invite us in?"

The woman looked back at the girl who was huddled in the corner of the kang, and saw that she was not resisting, so she stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

The women's room is about the same size as theirs, and can accommodate four or five people.

The room is sunny, full of sunlight, and the air is full of dry smell.

Except for the crooked tables and chairs at the door, the whole room was very tidy.

The tables and chairs should have been moved by a woman to block the door.

She can let them into the house, which means she is not guarding against them.

Seeing the three of them entering the room, the woman closed the door casually, "Let's talk."

Fu Yan glanced at the soup bowl on the woman's kang, and said with a smile: "We originally wanted to remind you that this soup is not drinkable, but now it seems that there is no need for it."

The woman picked up the clear soup with little water and a soup bowl full of green leaves, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this soup?"

Fu Yan glanced at Old Wu and motioned for him to speak.

Old Wu's ears were red, and he walked up to the woman at a loss, as embarrassed as a child whose parents asked him to perform in public during the Chinese New Year.

He swallowed and spit, stumbled and said: "My...broth...you can't drink the broth."

"Huh?" The woman looked puzzled.

"Hey!" Old Wu sighed, leaned over to Fu Yan, slapped Fu Yan, and said in a low voice, "Come on, come on."

Fu Yan had an expression of 'Why are you so useless', and said lightly, "It's such a big sister, just now the village head brought us three bowls of broth, we think the meat is not like normal meat, so come here to tell you .”

"But it looks like you don't need it."

After hearing this, the woman looked at the vegetable soup in her hand and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "Okay, I see, thank you."

The woman's expression was neither humble nor overbearing from beginning to end, but her attitude was very sincere.

Fu Yan waved his hand, "Okay, that's okay, let's go back first."

Just as the three of them were about to go out, the woman stopped them suddenly, and she handed two bowls of vegetable soup to Old Wu, "We didn't intend to drink this vegetable soup at first, if you don't mind it, just take it."

Old Wu took the soup bowl with a blushing face, "Thank you...thank you."

Woman: "You're welcome, my name is Jiang Cuilan, and that's my sister Liu Zihan. We're not familiar with this dungeon, so let's help each other later."

"Hey, good! We live across the street, if you need something, please call, I...we will come over right away." Old Wu's gaze stayed on Jiang Cuilan's face.

Until Jiang Cuilan closed the door, he was still standing at the door reluctantly.

Fu Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Hey! You're back to your senses, let's see how promising you are."

When the three of them were walking back with vegetable soup, they happened to meet Zhao Xiaobao who had just come out of the kitchen.

Zhao Xiaobao covered his arms, his face was a little pale, and when he saw the three of them, he was obviously taken aback.

After confirming that they had just come out of the south room, they breathed a sigh of relief.

He ignored the three of them and walked straight to his room.

Although he tried his best to appear normal, Fu Yan could tell from his deep and shallow steps that he had difficulty moving.

It was quite normal in the morning, but now you are lame?

The three of Fu Yan watched Zhao Xiaobao walk past them.

Just when he was about to pass by Fu Yan, Fu Yan stretched out his leg suddenly and tripped him.

Just kidding, if you bully the old one, how could you let the young one go.

Zhao Xiaobao was immediately tripped by Fu Yan and fell on a big horse.

Fu Yan hurriedly knelt down to help him pretending to be concerned, "Hey! Why are you so careless, you can fall on flat ground."

Zhao Xiaobao, who had been expressionless from the beginning to the end, finally had an expression on his face at this moment.

His face was flushed red, and he looked at Fu Yan angrily.

It was obviously this guy who tripped me, but now he is pretending to be a good person, why is he so shameless!

Zhao Xiaobao just wanted to accuse Fu Yan, but he didn't even say the word 'you' before being stopped by Fu Yan.

"Hurry up, Uncle helps you up, you say you child, why do you have to give such a big gift, and I don't have any red envelopes for you."

While talking, Fu Yan fumbled on his arms and legs while supporting him.

Zhao Xiaobao felt uncomfortable from being touched by him, he pushed Fu Yan away with one hand, straightened up, and ran back to the room scrambling.

Fu Yan stood where he was and recollected the feeling under his clothes just now.

Hmm... seems like something is missing.

After bullying Xiaobao, Fu Yan felt very happy.

After returning to the room, Old Wu found another bowl.

He was going to mix the soup evenly, and the three of them would share it. Although they were not full, they could still resist for a while.

Hearing this, Fu Yan curled her lips in disgust, "It's not Buddha jumping over the wall, so don't drink!"

Old Wu: ...

The two bowls of soup ended up in the stomachs of Old Wu and Jiang Lan respectively.

Old Wu Yi continued to slam his mouth, "Old Fu, why do you say that what you give them is vegetable soup, and what you give us is that thing?"