"Vole Meat ......"

He Qing smiled angrily. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She pointed to the piece of reddish-brown meat on the top of her head, which had obviously hung up not long ago, and said to Feng Cheng word by word: "Uncle Feng, Feng Cheng." How many crops do we have in this field in a year? How much meat do you have hanging on top of it? Which granary can supply so many fat voles?"

Besides, if this is vole meat, where is there such a uniform piece of vole? It can't all weigh the same thing.

She looked at the village chief and said hatefully to the old man, who had noticed something wrong: "Do you think this is vole meat? A cripple, where can he get so many voles? This is human flesh! In the burial pit, almost all of the corpses of fifty-eight babies in the past twenty years have been hung on their heads!"

After she finished speaking, looking at Feng Cheng's immobile expression, He Qing calmed down strangely, and then said with a sneer: "Oh, I was wrong, it definitely won't be all here." After so many years, even if you save money, you must have eaten most of the corpses of the fifty-eight baby girls......!

Before the words fell, he heard a "clang" next to him, and it turned out that the village chief had knocked over the dishes and chopsticks that had just been put aside to the ground! The ground was all made of loess and dust. The old porcelain bowl smashed on it, and it didn't break, but it made a dull sound, startling the two of them.

looked at the old man who was originally picky about He Qing, but at this moment, he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and even his hair and beard were trembling, like a dead leaf crumbling in the wind.

"Accept, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand? Didn't you say that this was all when you were free, pushing your wheelchair to the vole hole smoked by the edge of the field?"

"I asked the local doctor in our village, and he said that vole meat nourishes qi and blood and nourishes internal organs, so I'll cook you a meal in just half a month!"

The old village chief's palms trembled, as if a Parkinson's patient, and asked again with a glimmer of hope: "Didn't you say that this is vole meat......

However, Feng Cheng lowered his eyebrows indifferently. Seeing this, the last glimmer of hope in the village chief's heart also disappeared.

Although they are poor, the only thing they have is that they have been stable for the past 100 years. There were no major natural disasters or famines. Speaking of the smell of voles, there are really no people in this village who have eaten them.

Although He Qing, the old village chief's personality, did not agree very much on weekdays, but at this moment, she felt sorry for this poor old man inexplicably.

The older people get, the more compassionate they are, but at this time, he knows that what he has carefully cooked for his children over the years is the flesh and blood of the villagers.

Moral, ethical, secular...... All kinds of complicated thoughts were intertwined, and the village chief looked at He Qing with anticipation, as if she was the last straw. However, He Qing still shook his head cruelly.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", the village chief looked at each other, and immediately fell to the ground.

He Qing was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to check on his situation.

After some aura combing, I found that the village chief's body was not bad, but at this time, he just couldn't accept this huge blow for a while, so he fainted all of a sudden.

As for the remaining bowl of porridge, He Qing came back too early, and the pot of porridge was only a bowl of food, and there was still a small residue at the moment. However, thinking of this, the more He Qing's heart churned, the more unbearable he felt, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand and flipped the pot of porridge to the ground!

The hot meat grains and rice flowers flipped in mid-air, and I saw that a small part was about to hit Feng Cheng's body. At this time, they strangely changed direction in mid-air, and quickly turned directly in the air and fell to the ground.

He Qing looked at his movements with a good look, and finally confirmed at this moment: "You are not Feng Cheng, who are you?"

……”

The man in front of him looked up, he had the mature face of a thirty-year-old man, and there were a few shallow lines at the corners of his eyes. The face is very pale, and the lip color is dull all year round, but look at this body shape and temperament. A gentleman is like a jade, and he can barely deserve it.

However, this jade-like gentleman cracked the corners of his mouth at this moment, and said with a very presumptuous smile: "I can't go anywhere in this small mountain village all year round, who is it not Feng Cheng! Ah Qing, you are so careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sharp sword light flashing in front of him, and his movements were fast and sharp, and his eyeballs didn't even catch a single move.

Immediately afterward, a tingling pain came from Feng Cheng's arm, and thick black blood oozed from his arm, and the stench was foul.

saw He Qing casually flip his fingers and withdraw the previous spiritual light sword blade. She sneered: "Normal Feng Cheng, even if the heart is black, the blood will not be black. ”

Feng Cheng's faint eyebrows suddenly rose fiercely, and he glanced at the place where He Qing had been injured, where a bloody scab was rapidly condensing.

He shook his head and sighed: "Ah Qing, Ah Qing, you are really not an ordinary person. Back then, I felt that you were different from other girls, although I can't say what the specific difference is, but that feeling, that feeling of danger and being intimidated, every time I meet you, I can't help but be vigilant. ”

He said, smug about his vision.

"But I knew better at the time that you were over six years old after all, and you were worthless, and I didn't bother to bother with it. So...... Knowing that you yearn for the world so much, it took me a lot of effort to convince this old man to grant you his wish. A-Qing, you should really thank me. ”

When he said this, He Qing was not half grateful, but felt more and more disgusted.

The spiritual power around her body flowed, and even the pupil of her right eye couldn't help but refract the golden light.

"Look, look!"

Feng Cheng couldn't help but laugh happily.

"I'll just say, Ah Qing, you are covered in your body, and you have no taste at all. But only this one pair of eyes. Every time I see it, I want to dig it out and eat it...... I really regret that I held back then, even if I didn't taste it, it didn't hinder me to try it. Judging by your performance now, this pair, no, this right eyeball looks amazing, and it can't be a great tonic. ”

"Ah Qing, after so many years, you are still so amazing......"

Feng Cheng pushed the wheelchair slowly, and couldn't help but turn it slightly, his face full of anticipation. In this small room, under the red firelight, dust and rice grains and minced meat were mixed together, and it was a mess.