Chapter 133

The development of things seems to gradually start to deviate from an uncontrollable direction. At least, Zhou Ze didn't have this psychological preparation at the beginning.

Zhou Zegen didn't expect that the little girl's state when she went to her bookstore was that the people in this village,

oh no,

are the ghosts in this village, and they will be like this.

They have come to Purdue and save them, but now they clearly regard themselves as food.

Grandpa was strong and strong. He walked like the wind. When he wielded his hoe, he even had the taste of biting the golden three board axe.

And the little girl's braid flies upside down, with a ferocious face, a fast speed and a fierce roar.

This is the performance of fierce ghost. Ordinary spirits can't do this.

At present,

the old one pours on Zhou Ze, while the small one pours on the monkey.

Monkey first waved his plastic toy hammer, but looked at the fierce ghost, and immediately stood behind Zhou Ze.

From the heart,

is a kind of faith,

has almost become a kind of atmosphere in bookstores,

even animals have been infected.

We should know that the monkey was indifferent to Zhou Ze before, but at this time, it decided to ignore the previous things quickly.

Although things have changed, the script seems to be wrong,

but Zhou Ze is not at a loss for being scared by two fierce ghosts.

Immediately, he took a step forward, the fingernails of his hands came out, and there was a continuous black fog around him.

Now, with those two zombie injuries, Zhou Ze is more and more comfortable with his nails and the power attached to them.

Compared with the beginning of the fight like a shrew to scratch his fingernails, it looks a lot better.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

When the black fog hit the grandfather and the little girl, the two men's movements were like a sudden press of the slow down button, while Zhou Ze walked lightly between them.

The clothes are floating,

stroll in the court,

two hands,

slowly fall towards their heads,

it's like a fairy touching the top,

everything is under control.

At this time, the only regret may be that Lao Dao didn't come in. Otherwise, the intimate Lao Dao will surely help him to take a picture of this section for later appreciation.

Then I will smoke a cigarette silently to show that I don't care about it.

the implication is the basic operation. Sit down.

However, when Zhou Ze's fingernails just pierced the grandson's head to announce the end of all this,

the body of Grandpa and little girl suddenly twisted, and then completely dissipated.

Its speed,

even little Lori's "BIU" is not as fast as them!

Zhou Ze's hands are still suspended in the air,

his poss has been arranged,

but the people who cooperated with the performance made a small difference,

a little embarrassed.

Put down his hand, turn around, Zhou Ze was shocked to find that in the distance of the path, the figure of the master and the grandson appeared again.

The grandfather is holding the hoe and holding the granddaughter's hand,

the old and the young seem to have just come back from the field,

with a kind of happiness and satisfaction,

just like the "yellow hair is dying and happy" recorded in "the story of peach blossom"

The little monkey is also a little bit muddled. Obviously, his monkey brain can no longer understand what is going on in this scene.

When the old and the young came back, Grandpa looked at Zhou Ze and asked curiously:

"where did you come from, posterity?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Ze shrugs.

Damn it,

I really don't know this time.

"Lost?" Grandpa is kind-hearted.

"That's right." Zhou Ze sighed.

"This is the third village, not far from the city. You can go south along this road and enter the city." Grandpa kindly pointed the way.

The little girl is playing with the sugar man in her hand. She is a little thin, but still naive and lovely.

The image of this master and grandson and the image of just going to eat people are two extremes.

"OK, I see." Zhou Ze nodded.

They went into the village and talked and laughed.

Zhou Ze looked up at the sky. He didn't notice before, but now he noticed that the moon in the sky seemed to have a slight blood light on the edge.

Nine years ago, when the landlord first came here, the first picture he experienced should be the same as his second experience, otherwise he would not be able to go out or post when he first came in.

But he said in his post that when he walked in the village at night, every family said that they were hungry and wanted to eat, which means that nine years ago, the village's "hungry" had started to have problems.Now, when it comes to itself nine years later, the problem has been further fermented and worsened.

Since then, if any "Fisherman" comes in carelessly, he should not see the simple peach blossom garden, and can only be reduced to the rations of many souls in this village.

Here,

has gradually become a fierce place.

Zhou Ze steps to the village. He needs to look around the village. At least, he needs to find out what happened to the village in the background of being slaughtered by Japanese devils.

At that time, when the country was in crisis, the dead spirits were unknown. Why did this village survive in such a strange way?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

The houses in the village are all made of mud and straw. Some of them will put some tiles on the roof in better conditions, which is the common housing level in the countryside 80 years ago.

Zhou Ze remembers that when he was a child, he had seen similar houses in the countryside of Tongcheng, but they were the ancestral houses of others, but they were no longer inhabited.

Every family has its own fence yard, which is very dry and even over dried. Generally speaking, you can grow some onion, ginger, garlic or other vegetables in the yard, but the yard here is barren and flat, without even a blade of grass.

An old woman was sitting on the small bench at the door, making cloth shoes with needle and thread in her hand. She was very serious and devoted. However, Zhou Ze saw that the old woman was actually making needle and thread while keeping a hadra.

On the ground,

has accumulated a large beach.

This picture, quite strange.

The old woman didn't realize that even though her saliva had soaked her shoes, she still went her own way and immersed herself in her own world.

Fortunately, when Zhou Ze and the little monkey walked by, she didn't look up, but Zhou Ze didn't dare to treat her as a passer-by completely. Zhou Ze knew that the people in this village would be defeated by hunger and then become a fierce ghost.

There is a well in front of us. A woman in her 30s and 40s is fetching water. She has a good figure. Although she is a bit rustic, she was regarded as the standard beauty in the countryside at that time.

Tall, heavy chest and round two big petals exude the most primitive and impulsive atmosphere.

But when the woman turned around with the bucket in her hand, Zhou Ze saw the other side's mouth full of black things wrapped in it, chewing them vigorously.

This is her hair,

as she carries water, she is biting and swallowing her hair. She is very hungry and hungry.

The old lady who made cloth shoes raised her head, looked at the woman who drew water, and shouted:

"dead widow, dead man is still wearing so colorful, is the next mouth thirsty?"

The woman, who was called a widow, did not show her weakness. She called out directly, "old lady Cui, I don't like you. You can't even spit at the mouth below you."

"Bah, no three no four things, all day long net thinking of men!"

"I think, I think every day, I wish all the men in the village came to my bed tonight, and I ate them one by one.

Fried,

steamed,

cold,

Tut,

that taste I can't stand it. I really want to be a man. "

The widow said, chewing her hair harder,

and the old woman seemed to be moved, and the saliva flowed more fiercely, with a look of longing on her face.

Zhou Ze walked between them. The two women didn't know why. They didn't seem to see him at all. But when Zhou Ze and the little monkey were far away.

The old woman and the widow suddenly raised their heads slowly and looked at Zhou Ze's direction. The eyes of the two people were red.

The front rooms look a little more atmospheric, with tiles on them and stone piers at the door, which means that the family is rich.

Zhou Ze walked into the courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard, but the meat fragrance came from the kitchen. Zhou Ze went over and opened the window board.

There is a country stove in it. A young man is putting firewood behind the stove. The fire is very hot.

But there is nothing in the pot, just a big pot of boiling water is constantly boiling.

"My daughter-in-law, the water is boiling. Come on!"

The man shouted at the other side. He couldn't wait.

It's like a new husband urging his daughter-in-law to take a bath every night.

"Here, here, look at your dead face!

I don't see you working so hard on other things, but I'm very concerned about it. "

The man ran out of the kitchen and hugged the woman, shouting:

"come on, come on, come on, I can't help it, I can't help it.""You wait."

The woman took off her clothes and didn't seem to see another person standing by the window.

After the woman took off her clothes, her white and smooth back appeared, but her right arm was already red, like the pig's head meat on the street cooked food stand.

The woman climbed up the stove directly, then sat in the boiling hot water, while pouring the hot water on her body with a basin and scolding her husband:

"continue to add wood, or it will not cook well or taste good! Look at what you don't use. Make more effort. I don't have much energy! "

"OK!"

The husband immediately went to the back to add firewood,

while the woman sitting in the pot cooked herself,

bit her right arm, which had been cooked and marinated before.

Squint and enjoy the way:

"good taste."