After transmigrating into cannon fodder in the cultivation world [Transmigration Book]

The two of them followed the sound and crossed the small soil slope. Unexpectedly, they saw a field of crops that were growing well. The crops were hidden behind the slope.

Shen Muzhe walked a few steps quickly, Jiang Henting held him back and said, "Don't let your guard down."

Shen Muzhe nodded. He was attracted by the crops in front of him for a moment, but he forgot that Fengjiao Town was a town that suffered from famine. Song Moxue also said earlier that the harvest here was not good, and the best plant was potatoes. Now It is abnormal that there are large tracts of crops here, but he was careless.

However, after a quick scan, he didn't find anything unusual about the crops here, and most importantly, he discovered that all the oppression and weirdness in Fengjiao Town no longer existed here.

He looked at Jiang Henting with doubts, but before he could ask the question, Jiang Henting already knew what he wanted to say, and said, "Maybe, this is no longer the boundary of Fengjiao Town."

The voice that came into the darkness just now became clearer, Shen Muzhe passed the crops, and a small thatched hut appeared in front of him, surrounded by a wooden fence.That voice came from the wooden fence beside the thatched cottage.

The two of them approached to have a look, and after seeing what it was, Shen Muzhe couldn't laugh or cry, he thought it was some great evil monster, but it turned out to be three fat-headed and big-eared domestic pigs sleeping soundly.

And on the side of this thatched hut, there are all kinds of vegetables and fruits, which looks like a small planting base.

Shen Muzhe also saw straw hats, hoes, shovels, and baskets for doing farm work in the thatched cottage...

Except for the crops, a thatched hut and a large vegetable field, this place is extremely desolate, with no villages or shops in front of it. If it weren't for the land here, it would be a wilderness.Who would be so idle and bored that he ran to such a field to farm.

Suddenly, Shen Muzhe stared at the three pigs in the pig shed, and said in a low voice, "Brother, this can't be Old Man Li's masterpiece, right?" Before Jiang Henting could answer him, he walked around the thatched cottage for a while Looking around, I saw a few large pieces of pork drying under the eaves. I returned it, frowned and said, "Old man Li made pork heart with scallions, that's how it came about."

Because the monk who died at that time had his heart gouged out, and old man Li made a pork heart with green onions by coincidence. For a while, everyone almost thought that old man Li made the dish with human hearts.Even though they could see that the ingredients of that dish were indeed made of pig hearts, but Fengjiao Town is a desolate town, where to get pig hearts, old man Li became the most suspicious person.

Then if he raised the pig and took a pig heart, is there any problem?But he still wanted to play tricks, as if he wanted to make everyone misunderstand him.Shen Muzhe couldn't figure it out, seeing Jiang Henting also looked pensive, he said, "Shall we go back first?"

When the two returned to the inn, they thought that Xiao Li and his party were still waiting tensely for them to bring old man Li back, but they didn't expect that the inn was noisy and there was no tension at all.

Xiao Li sat on the side with a heavy face, and a monk knelt beside him. He was at a loss, his face was pale, and he stumbled and said: "I, I, I didn't do it on purpose... I want to avenge Jiping , He has always been weird... and... and he just broke into our formation, and the formation really reacted... and... and son, didn't you think there was something wrong with him at first... "In the end, his voice seemed to be swallowed by himself. Although he was still whispering, if he didn't listen closely, he could hardly hear what he was saying.

But Xiao Li was sitting in front of him, and he heard it clearly, and his face darkened a bit.

Shen Muzhe and Jiang Henting had just returned, so naturally they didn't understand what happened. The monk's words were also in a blur. Just as he was about to go closer and ask what happened, he saw the ground piercing through the crowd, winding A bright red bloodstain oozes out, looking back along the bloodstain, an old man is lying in a pool of blood, although most of it is blocked by the sparse crowd, but after so many days of contact, Shen Muzhe has already become familiar with that figure , who is it not old man Li?

The author has something to say: I wrote the last sentence... Suddenly the power cut off, I was so scared that the stupid author threw away his mobile phone 23333