Section 152

First, there was a huge sinkhole. It was unknown what year it was from. Many people were dressed strangely and carried a huge black coffin into the sinkhole.

The next scene was that the black coffin disappeared and all the people died in the sinkhole.

A weasel went into the sinkhole and ate the rotten meat with relish.

It went into a dark crack with white mist coming out. No one knew what it saw, and it desperately ran out.

The next scene was a weasel wrapped in human skin, pretending to be a human and walking around, tricking people into eating in a small house.

The last scene was a weasel hunched over, with human skin completely connected to it, and it could also speak human language under the skin...

Jiang Yuan's eyes refocused, and this time the amount of information was huge.

Not only did it include information about this monster, but it also included information about this valley that he himself had never known.

Is that private pit in the valley a burial pit?

I wanted to continue thinking about it, but the voice of the system appeared in my ears.

[Taboo! Please do not try to spy on the S-level mission when you are not capable enough!

Of course, if the host insists,

The system will respect all the host's wishes!

(Including seeking death)]

Jiang Yuan reacted, there is also an S-level mission here?

How is it possible?

Jiang Yuan frowned, thinking of the last thing she mentioned in Xiaoying's spiritual domain - the world that cannot be looked at directly.

Could it be that the world that cannot be looked at directly is the S-level mission?

Moreover, how does this system talk? So presumptuous.

[This thing is not a human, but you are even less of a human]

[Fuck, this time the old lady let the wolf into the house]

[Cruel, you are really cruel]

[Don't let go of dirty things? I was so awesome]

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[This idea is reliable, it must not have spent all the money on eating people]

[Yes, yes, ask it to give you a wife, even if it has to steal or rob, it will give you one]

The old lady: "Grandson, I don't understand what you mean by mother-in-law, let's go home first, I'll cook you something delicious."

Jiang Yuan looked at the old lady.

"Okay, you don't understand now, but when it gets darker, you will understand."

Jiang Yuan weighed the knife in his hand and said, "Grandma, I used to be a professional pig killer. I'm very good at killing pigs. Not to mention pigs, I can skin a tiger."

"No matter what animal it is, it won't survive more than three minutes under my hands."

"It's absolutely fun to kill it with a knife!"

The old lady's hunched body trembled slightly for some reason.

It stretched out its hand and was about to walk into the woods.

Jiang Yuan quickly supported it and snatched the basket away, "Grandma, are you cold? Why are you shaking?"

"Grandma is not cold..."

Song Pang was stunned.

Jiang Ge, who used to be a big screw, has also killed pigs?

"Grandma, are you afraid of killing pigs?"

The old lady made a creaking sound, "Grandma is not afraid!"

"I just don't like it!"

As she said that, she glanced at Jiang Yuan grimly, and the eyeballs under the red headscarf glowed with a faint light, and some turned green.

Revealing a hint of hatred.

"Grandson, don't you like to eat meat? Grandma will stew meat for you."

After it said that, it turned around and walked forward on the leaves.

The walking posture was very strange, like an animal, with a pair of hands folded, tiptoeing, and a sneaky look in the eyes.

The two followed the old lady around and walked outside a small wooden house.

This house is under a cliff. There are some trees outside. There is a small pond in front of it. For some reason, it is very turbid and full of pig grass.

There are some white bones where the grass roots are exposed.

Song Pang started to think wildly again.

"Grandma, you live a good life. There are bones in the pond." Jiang Yuan pointed at the pond. "It seems that we came to you at the right place. Hurry up and bring us all the delicious food."

The old lady was hunched over, looking at the ground. I don't know what she was thinking, but she laughed happily.

"Hehe."

Chapter 114 You'd better pretend to be a pervert

It pushed open the shaky door of the house and walked in.

Fatty Song felt uncomfortable and lowered his voice, "Brother Jiang, you still mention food?"

"I think we are the ones who are being eaten!"

[Fat Song's true face]

[My smile has ruined all my merits of ten years]

[It's a bit scary to think about it]

[You guys go ahead bravely, I've told my great-grandmother in my dream, ask her to bless you]

[Fuck, you're a real fan]

[I've got the bowl ready and waiting for the feast]

[Little Blackie, get out of the live studio]

"Grandson, come in quickly."

The old lady waved from inside.

A candle was lit in the dim house.

It allows people to see the situation in the house clearly.

The furnishings inside are very simple.

It is a very old-fashioned house structure, with the main room in the middle, two small rooms on both sides, and the kitchen at the back.

There are only two rooms, one of which is a utility room, which is full of things. You can only see a lot of firewood from the crack of the locked door.

In the main room, there is a wooden table and a few wooden stools.

On the wooden wall, there are paintings that have already turned white. On the small table above, there are three tablets with crooked words written on them: eldest son, second son, and youngest son.

There was a melted and solidified candle next to it, which looked eerie.

"Grandma, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and make us food." Jiang Yuan sat down unceremoniously, "Song Pang, sit down and take a rest."

"Oh." Song Pang sat down.

The old lady's hands curled up a few times, "Okay."

It went into the house, took a scoop net, and walked out hunched.

Under the moonlight, its shadow was stretched long, and before going out, it locked the door.

Hearing the sound of locking outside, Song Pang jumped up, "Fuck, Jiang Ge, it locked the door!"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Yuan knew that the old lady was eavesdropping at the door, "It's our grandma, afraid that we will go out and get lost in the middle of the night, how kind!"

Song Pang couldn't catch his breath.

There was laughter outside.

Then the footsteps went away.

Jiang Yuan waved at him, and when Fatty Song came over, he whispered, "What do animals fear the most?"

"Animals?" Fatty Song didn't react for a moment, "What are animals afraid of? Afraid... of fire? Or afraid of death?"

"Are animals afraid of being eaten?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, and when he heard footsteps outside, he stopped talking.

The door opened.