There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

"What the hell is going on?!" Song Xiang was taken aback.

Bai Yan's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at the weeds around him - those strange lines were gone.

At this time, one of the old men suddenly stood up and looked at them with a raised eyebrow: "Don't be there! Stay away!"

It turned out to be the "father" of their family.

Bai Yan and the others thought they were talking to him, but they heard an answer from not far behind: "Do you want to go inside again?"

The five of them were really surprised.

Turning his head to look, it was three strong men who were carrying a ragged man, standing in the shadow behind them, complaining to those old people.

"Father" grabbed the straw sandals from under his feet and made a gesture to throw them at them: "Go as soon as you are told, and be careful to drag you to the ancestral hall with a complaint! By the way, don't forget to chop off your heads."

It's like telling them "don't forget to come back for dinner" as if nothing happened.

"I know, I know." The three of them lamented, and resigned themselves to their fate and walked deep into the grass.

People on both sides ignored Bai Yan and his party, as if they couldn't see them.

They stood there in silence.

"Follow?" Concubine Liu Mang stared at the backs of the three men, focusing on the man they were carrying.

Bai Yan stared at those people in the village: "Over there."

Concubine Liu Mang also knew that it would be better to go to the village to investigate now, and she just tried to say a word, so she stopped talking.

A group of five people walked out of the ridge, and they got close to those old people, and could hear them talking.

"It's decided to be Wangzi?" Father turned around and asked the other old man, sighing, "The wanderer will come tomorrow, didn't you keep talking about buying Wangzi a wife? Why did you suddenly..."

Bai Yan blinked, thinking of what he heard in the coffin before, he looked at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun nodded to him, affirming his thoughts.

"Don't mention it." Uncle An Zi sighed, "Do you think I am willing? Of all my sons, the one I don't want to be chosen the most is Wang Zi. This is fate!"

"There's nothing to sigh about, it's Wangzi's honor! Besides, it's just a son, and the wanderer will come tomorrow. If you feel bad, just keep the money to buy a son for yourself, and just have another one!" Another person comforted, and laughed while talking.

"Yeah, my son can't do it, so you can do it yourself!" Dad took a puff of his cigarette and grinned his yellow teeth. "There was such an accident this year, so we need to use some good human sacrifices."

"Ah..." Uncle An Zi sighed for a while, frowning, his lips moved for a long time, and finally complained, "If it wasn't for the old Wang's family, would such an accident happen?!"

"Anzi!" Dad finished drinking him, looked around, "It's a great day, don't say such things."

"It's a great day..." Uncle An Zi lowered his head and muttered, "The old Wang's family has all the good things, and they only left out the idea, and they still want to use these to make my Wang Zi die for them!"

When the other two old men heard his words, their cloudy eyes flashed, but they stopped talking.

"Old Wang's family?" Yu Fu repeated, and immediately realized that she had made a slip of the tongue and covered her mouth.

Everyone was startled and stared at the old men.

They are still talking about themselves, as if they didn't hear it at all.

It seems that these people not only can't see them, but also can't hear them.

Relieved, Song Xiang asked, "Is our family's surname Wang?"

He was talking about the roles they played in this dungeon, and it seemed that the npc at the time said that they were surnamed Wang.

Concubine Liu Mang saw Bai Yan and the others looked over, and said, "I'll talk about it later."

Said that she did think of some information.

"...The village is prosperous and prosperous, and it is damaged. If you suffer a little loss, you will definitely make up for it later. Don't make trouble at this moment." Another old man said earnestly, "Besides, they are now guarding the ancestral hall in the village. Even if you fight with them, what benefits can you get?"

Speaking of this, Dad also began to persuade: "Yes, but a son, use it when you want it, don't put yourself in it, it will damage your merits."

"I'm...the ancestral hall they've been in charge of for so long, who knows what's inside..." Uncle An said as he snatched Dad's cigarettes and took a deep puff, "Stop talking, I'll go back and see Look at the fragrance."

The other two old men were eager to end this topic as soon as possible: "Go, go, don't let the incense burn out, or Wangzi will sacrifice in vain."

Saying that, the two old men walked in the other direction.

"Follow?" Song Xiang asked.

Bai Yan said, "We'll follow him." He pointed in Uncle An's direction.

Concubine Liu Mang hesitated for a while: "Then let's go to the ancestral hall." From the conversation just now, the ancestral hall seems to be a very important place.

After speaking, they left in two ways.

There is no place to gather after the appointment.

Bai Yan and the others followed Uncle An Zi.

Uncle An Zi smoked that cigarette as if he drank fake wine, and began to wobble and slither, almost kicking into the field ridge.

The weeds didn't want him to fall in, so they flicked the grass branches in disgust, pulling Uncle An Zi back to the road like a spinning top.

Uncle An Zi staggered around a few times, looked up and looked around in a daze, and then continued walking as if nothing happened.

Bai Yan: "..."

He turned his head to look at Qin Kun, ready to laugh at him that the "birthplace" of these weeds didn't look much better, and they actually disliked these villagers.

Unexpectedly, it just ran into Qin Kun's deep gaze.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

Bai Yan: "..." Fuck, forget about this.

Before he could change the topic, Qin Kun took a step ahead of him: "You were in front of the stone before, so you're going to die?!"

This is after the fall.

Bai Yanben was about to bow his head obediently and admit his cowardice, but he couldn't help it: "A ghost can kill me?" This is too underestimating him.

Qin Kun was unmoved: "Before that, you knew you could crush that ghost to death?"

Bai Yan: "..." I don't know.

Qin Kun held his hand again, and showed him the bandaged wound: "Then how did you get this injury?"

Bai Yan: "..."

Speechless.

He looked at Qin Kun, and could see himself in the other's eyes, and the heavy distress and self-blame mixed with the blame.

Bai Yan sighed in his heart, he tentatively pulled out his hand, but instead of taking it back, he hooked Qin Kun's little finger with his backhand.

"Do not be angry."

Shaking.

Qin Kun was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Bai Yan to make this sudden move, and he froze in place for a while.

Then she tried her best to put on a broken expression, revealing the tips of her red ears, and said harshly, "Don't do this. You always..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking and looked straight at Bai Yan——

This trick is a little trick that Bai Yan used to do every time he made a mistake and made him angry.

Bai Yan looked back at him, his eyes were calm, neither dodging nor dodging.

"..."

Qin Kun raised his hand and touched him lightly.

Bai Yan blinked, his eyelashes brushing his fingertips.

The two trembled slightly at the same time.

At this moment, Uncle An Zi, who was walking in front of them, suddenly stood at attention, raised his head and howled at the moon!

The two wanted to say something, but here it was not the moon and the moon, just a piece of weeds growing on the body of the dead and the moon in the sky who didn't know if it was a ghost.

Now there is an additional "werewolf" who is about to transform.

In this atmosphere, the one who can continue the original dialogue is also a talent.

Qin Kun squeezed the center of his brows, suppressed the burning thoughts in his heart, and took a deep look at Bai Yan.

Opening his eyes again, all the thoughts in his eyes disappeared: "Go and see."

Bai Yan glanced at Uncle An Zi like a knife, and pulled the corner of his mouth: "I'm chanting a spell." After chanting, my energy changed all over my body.

Uncle An Zi didn't know that Bai Yan had ridiculed the little witch. After shouting, he opened his mouth and looked at the moon. He stood there sluggishly, and there was a sound like rusty iron pulling the erhu from his throat.

After maintaining it for about two or three seconds, he suddenly lowered his head, continuing to walk normally as if nothing had happened just now.

It looked normal, but his head was exerting too much force, it was lowered at [-] degrees to the body, and his legs didn't bend when he walked, and his stiffness was weird.

Qin Kun was about to step forward to investigate, but upon seeing this situation, he decided to stand still and silently fell behind him.

Uncle An Zi walked all the way back to his home. He ignored people who greeted him on the way, and even bumped into someone's shoulder on the way.

The person who collided with him also left without saying a word, with his head bowed.

When he returned home, he didn't look at the altar at the door, but ran to the coffin in the main room, chanting, "Wangzi, Wangzi, my Wangzi..."

The coffin board was like thin paper in his hands, and he lifted it with one hand.

The two also followed him and saw Wangzi's true face.

"Have you seen it?" Qin Kun asked Bai Yan.

Bai Yan shook his head: "No."

Uncle An's expression twisted after seeing Wang Zi.Bai Yan watched coldly, guessing that in the next second he would hug this corpse and cry.

Unexpectedly, he twisted and twisted, but didn't shed a single tear, muttering something in his mouth, he turned and went inside.

As soon as he turned his head, Bai Yan immediately reached out and grabbed Wang Zi's hair and pulled it out.The body was pulled out of place by him, and it knocked against the coffin wall with a sound.

Qin Kun was taken aback: "...What are you doing?"

"Let me see if his head was chopped off." Bai Yan let go of his hand, the neck was still firmly glued to the body.

Qin Kun immediately guessed what he was thinking.

The man in the stone had his head cut off by a sharp weapon.

Just like what the "father" said just now.

However, the method of "human sacrifice" sacrifice here does not include the item of beheading.

After a while, Uncle An Zi had already come out from the back room, and he was holding an ax in his hand.

He didn't even look at the coffin, and walked out the door.

Bai Yan and Qin Kun looked at each other and followed.

As soon as Uncle An walked out the door, he bumped into a middle-aged man.

"Uncle An Zi! You are here. I have been looking for you for a long time. Come on, follow me to the ancestral hall." After speaking, without waiting for Uncle An Zi to answer, he took his hand and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, a streak of bright red blood was instantly drawn in his eyes and splashed in the air.Then, there was a piercing pain from the wrist.

The middle-aged man suddenly screamed, he turned around in disbelief, his feet were unsteady and he sat down on the ground, holding his wrist with one hand, trembling with pain: "You..."

Just as he uttered a word, there was another cold light, and the ax in Uncle An's hand shone on his head and chopped it off.

One, two, three...

Red and white splashed on Uncle An Zi's face and body.

His movements were stiff, his expression indifferent and dull, and he kept muttering in a low voice and mechanically: "All die, all die, all die..."

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Uncle An Zi: 4848, all 4 bubbles~