After pompom enters Hades

Seeing that the case was gradually developing in a suspenseful direction, the few people who had been spinning around for several days were really unable to do what they wanted. Fortunately, at this time, the tour guide Wang Xian came back happily, saying that he had found a fellow villager who had a vacant house.

A few people decided to catch up on sleep first, and then use their brains when they are full of energy.

Although the steaming hot dishes on the table were fresh and spicy, but looking at the light golden threads on the table, several people lost their appetite. They all expressed that they didn't expect Miao's dishes to be so spicy, and they paid the bill directly.

This behavior stunned Wang Xian.

Be good to me, you are really rich!Wang Xian sighed in his heart, and his face burst into joy.

He saw the tiredness of several people, and immediately took several distinguished guests to find a place to stay for the night.Xiong Cheng and Lao Wu were successfully placed into a family on the west side of the village, and a vacant room could accommodate them both.

And when Wang Xian walked towards the end of the village with the other two people, a "kitten", he hesitated to speak: "The house at the end of the village is bigger, and there are two vacant rooms, but there is one thing... you can visit anywhere." Just don’t go into Grandma Liuka’s house next door, she had some conflicts with some tourists some time ago, and now she doesn’t like to see outsiders.”

Zhang Yujin: "What contradiction?"

Wang Xian: "It turned out that Grandma Liuka's family raised a very big old hen. It was so precious. But a wave of tourists came to see it and said that they had never eaten such a big chicken. They insisted on eating it and secretly caught it at night. They were slaughtered and eaten."

Both Xu Wei and Zhang Yujin were in awe.

Wang Xian seemed to be afraid that some people would misunderstand, and explained: "Grandma Liuka is actually a very good old lady. She doesn't care about money. I used to see her hugging that big reed chicken, sitting at the door basking in the sun... The old man doesn't have a son and a half daughter, just such a companion, hey!"

The mother and son ghosts seem to have eaten a chicken in Miao Village?

A few people had doubts in their hearts, and when they arrived at the small wooden building, they deliberately looked at the next door, and there was no ghost, so they entered the house temporarily.After a few words of politeness, he asked about the chicken stealing next door.

Unexpectedly, several people in this family didn't understand what Grandma Liuka did next door.

"It's probably because I'm old and my head is not bright. I'm not accusing someone from the city of stealing chickens." The hostess squatted at the door peeling corn, stretched her neck and said to several guests:

"It's really rare for a chicken to grow to fifteen or six catties, but the person who eats the chicken also pays, and it's still calculated at 50 yuan per catty. What's wrong? In the end, the old guy wiped his tears and took Killing people with a kitchen knife, tell me...isn't this making people in the city look down on you?"

Xu Wei frowned: "The chicken was stolen and killed?"

"Hey, it's not considered stealing! Wasn't there some kind of cultural festival held at that time? When I visited, I saw that chicken weighing more than ten catties strolling by the door, and many people took pictures there." The woman sowing corn opened the conversation:

"At that time, someone wanted to buy the chicken. They had a strange meal at the dinner party. The old lady quit and hid the hen in the house in a panic. In the afternoon, the old lady went to the field, and a group of people came to see the chicken again. The flat The fur animals are also pampered...they walked around the window on the second floor in a high spirited manner, only to be shot down by a child with a slingshot, and their wings were broken with stones."

The woman seemed to think of something, and said with a smile: "That scene was also quite amusing. Thirty or forty people from the city chased a chicken with a broken wing from the end of the village to the head of the village. Finally, Chef Liu saw it and helped him with a bamboo The sticks were brought down from the tops of the trees, and then they were beaten to death."

The man also interjected beside him: "At that time, Chef Liu was also ruthless. He was beaten by his wife at home. When he came out, he happened to see a group of people under the tree. He couldn't help it. The beast was on top of it, clucking. If you don't kill it, who will it kill?"

Several people in the special mediation office felt very uncomfortable, but to say that a widowed old woman could kill dozens of people for a chicken...but it is too sensational.

This is all right again, the more than 30 tourists and the chef Liu have both been hit by the blue butterfly Gu, if the causal line represents the life and death of the hen, and the old hen was eaten up on the wooden table However, the wooden table is connected with the gold thread of the mother and child ghosts, which makes some sense.

But if you think about it carefully, there are too many loopholes.

How can a chicken have causal lines?

Moreover, the causal line should be connected to the soul, unless the soul is scattered, it will be attached to the place of tragic death.

The fat hen was killed by a bamboo pole under a tree, not on the dining table.

……

They were too tired to visit Grandma Liuka's house again, so they took a rest in the house on the pretext of driving all night and being exhausted.

The master's family took a few extra glances at the hot-haired cat brought by the city people, and didn't think about it elsewhere.

The little pompom was actually not sleepy, but he closed his eyes obediently and lay down on the corner of the bed, not to disturb his tired colleagues.I don't know how long I've been lying down like this, but the little pompom suddenly felt very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The little pompom was awakened by the fragrance. He seemed to smell a kind of liqueur chocolate, leaving only the very sweet liqueur in the middle.

When he woke up sniffing his nose, he found that it was already night, the surroundings were almost pitch black, and far away from the window, there seemed to be a blue thing circling around——the source of the sweetness of liqueur chocolate !

The little pompom didn't think much, and happily jumped out of the room with its short legs.

Lan Yingying's thing is getting closer and closer, and the little pompom can vaguely see it. It seems to be the blue butterfly that was hiccupped by herself, leaving only a palm-sized miniature version, which smells like the most delicious food. The essential part.

But just when the little guy couldn't resist the temptation and jumped over to swallow the little blue butterfly, he suddenly discovered... On the blue butterfly's wings, there was a hand pinched, and that hand kept shaking the dying ball of light.

This faint blue light reflected the owner of the hand in the darkness—the bus driver with half his face collapsed, looking at the little fluffy ball that was near Chi Chi with a sinister smile.

"I knew this thing could lure you out." The driver's appearance said, with a hint of greed and viciousness in his voice:

"I didn't expect you, a mere chinchilla, to have such a high morality and eat so many good things. If I tear you into pieces and eat them, it will be a million times more nourishing than those new ghosts!"

Pompom was completely frightened, his small fangs began to hurt again, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to bite the enemy in front of him.

Di slowly pulled out a black blood-stained long knife from behind, as if he wanted to chop this biting delicacy into pieces, and then eat it safely in his stomach:

"If you dare to bite me, I can chop your brains out before you bite through my first layer of ghostly energy... How dare you open your mouth!"

The little pompom took a sip, swallowed the butterfly, and said, "Huh—"

Ninety percent of the poor Tangxindie was taken away in an instant, leaving only the size of a jujube, and then wrapped in the wind of Yin Qi, whoosh - flew towards Di's face.

beng!

He yelled out loudly, his face hurting from the beating.

I was looking at the little chinchilla spirit, who was desperately running towards the wooden building not far away with his short legs...but his speed was faster than normal people's walking.

Di sneered and picked up the small ball of blue light on the ground, strode towards the little pompom a few steps away, and at the same time stuffed the little blue butterfly into his mouth: "Where do you want to go, those mortals can save you ?”

Just when the little blue butterfly, which was sure of winning, was about to chew up the little blue butterfly, it followed the example of the chinchilla spirit, and treated it in the same way as a human being, knocking down first and then chopping it into pieces.

On the fence next to the little pompom, an inconspicuous caterpillar suddenly jumped up, and in less than half a second, it pupated, broke into a cocoon, and turned into a butterfly, transforming into a super giant over three meters high. Butterfly, flapping its wings, flew straight at Di!

The defenseless Di was slapped on the face by the big butterfly's wings, and puffed out the small blue light ball.

The blue butterfly the size of a jujube dizzy flew past the pompom. The pompom swallowed silently, watching Jiu Xintang fly into the old woman's courtyard, and after hesitating for half a second, she followed.

Doesn't seem too dangerous here?

Just a big blue butterfly, although a little bigger, but...

"Oh, my blue baby!" A very old grandmother came out from the door of the wooden house, and caught the little blue butterfly distressedly: "Who eats you like this? Poor child, don't be afraid, don't be afraid .”

The little pompom is a bit guilty, as if I ate it, but the blu-ray ball is really delicious... I will never eat it next time, she should forgive me, right?

What a kind old lady, only one big blue butterfly protects her, what should she do if she gets hurt?

Just when the little pompom was hesitating whether to get close to the kind old grandma, he heard rustling noises from the flowers by the fence—hundreds of caterpillars crawled out!

Little Pompom: "..."

Help! ! ! !

Hundreds of caterpillars turned into an overwhelming army of butterflies almost in an instant, stretched out their needle-like mouthparts, and swooped down towards that gnat!

The old grandma looked at the creepy and densely packed super-large blue butterflies lovingly: "Babies blue, go, go! It's the man with half the face outside who ate your little sister."

The bird looked at it, turned around and ran away.

The little pompom shrank into a ball in fright, desperately reducing his sense of existence: I was wrong ah ah ah ah ah!

The old grandma came out tremblingly, touched the wings of the little blue babies one by one to three meters in length, and then watched lovingly as they turned back into caterpillars and continued to lie on the leaves among the flowers in obscurity.

Then the old lady walked to the next door with a cane, and came back with a box in her arms. She put on reading glasses while walking, fumbled to open the black box, and muttered to herself:

"It's only two short. The murderer who killed my granddaughter Lu Hua is short of you two."

When the old grandma passed by the shivering little pompom, she suddenly turned and looked down: "Hey, which one is this?"

The little pompom was about to go crazy with fright. It pitifully covered its swollen cheeks with its paws, and was held up by the old grandma weakly and helplessly.

I have never bitten a blue baby, so don't kill me!

The grandmother wearing reading glasses squinted her eyes for a long time: "What a cute little black-bone chicken, it's much smaller than Luhua Ke! Don't be naughty to bite Lan Baobao in the future, you know? What happened under the claws? The mouth is swollen? My poor little Wuwu..."

The little pompom looked at the old grandma with big eyes full of water, and nodded aggrievedly.

The old grandma's heart was about to melt: "Little Wuwu, let grandma see, where does it hurt?"

The pompom opened its mouth a little.

Grandma can't see clearly.

Then, with the encouragement of the grandmother, the little pompom endured the pain and tried to open its big mouth, revealing more than 100 small fangs that were cold and cold.

The old grandma tried hard to see with her dim old eyes: "Oh, my little black chicken... the teeth are swollen like this, poor thing!"

After waiting for 10 minutes, Zhang Yujin and Xu Wei finally broke free from the coma caused by Mixiang, and rushed over with guns raised as if they were facing an enemy, wanting to fight to the death with that frightening old Miao Wu!

Then I saw the little pompom squatting obediently in the middle of the yard, with its mouth more than two meters wide open.

The old lady had already crumpled up the souls of the mother and the child ghosts, put them in her pocket, sat on the small bench, dipped her toothbrush in the heat-clearing and detoxifying herbal medicine, and brushed the small fangs of pompoms one by one.

"My little black-bone chicken, you can't eat too hard things in the future, do you understand?"