Section 154

As soon as he entered the house, he was not polite.

After eating chicken, duck and fish, it didn't eat much in the first three days.

Until the fourth day, I slept in the woman's room at night.

The woman discovered that the peanuts it ate in the middle of the night were made of fingers one by one. Looking closely, they were still the fingers of a child, with lotus roots and white lotus roots.

At that time, she was scared out of her mind.

In order to prevent her from shouting everywhere, it could only support its bloated belly and eat the woman.

People in the village didn't know it was a yellow man.

The man discovered blood stains in the house during the day, but was fooled by it. He went to the edge of the pond, kicked it in and soon drowned.

[The world-weary world 婒詤φ CHE Zhuan詀丿 ㈣ ⑧ Э 二 四 ○ ㈨②]

It takes over the house.

At that time, people in the village thought it was an old lady.

Pretending to be human has many benefits, and another reason is that it wants to become a human.

It is impossible for the yellow skin that eats human flesh to truly transform into a human being, but it doesn't care. Even if it is a fake imitation, as long as it is looked at by others, it will be very happy.

As if he was really a human being.

This is why, although it can eat chickens and mice, it is very addicted to eating humans.

It's just that these two people made him very angry today.

It had hardly been this angry in a long time.

The last time he was so angry was when his three weasel sons were hacked to death by the pig-killing ones.

Its voice was mixed with viciousness, "You guys hurry up and eat, it's time to go to bed after eating."

A pair of eyes as big as rice grains flickered towards Jiang Yuan's neck.

[Subtext: When you are full, it’s my turn to eat]

[It’s scary, don’t stay in the same room with this thing]

[Yes, yes, this thing must eat people]

[Young man, I am really worried about you! So unafraid of death! 】

【Afraid】

[I guess I have to eat people, I don’t know whether to eat Brother Jiang or Fatty first]

[Originally, I should have eaten Song Pang first, but Brother Jiang is too much to deal with]

A fish is very comfortable to eat.

Jiang Yuan also burped, "It's time to go to bed, I'm very sleepy."

"Grandma, I'll sleep in the same room with you, and let this kid sleep outside."

"So as not to disturb our good things."

The old lady suddenly became a little angry.

Its good thing is to eat him!

What good can he do?

It suddenly changed its mind and said, "Grandson, the bed is too small. You sleep outside, and my mother-in-law sleeps in the same room with this fat man."

"Tomorrow night, mother-in-law will sleep with you again."

"Tomorrow morning, my mother-in-law will cook pork leg for you."

"Pork leg meat?" Jiang Yuan deliberately looked like he was salivating, "Okay, that will be cheaper for this fat man."

"Tomorrow night, you won't be able to escape, hehe."

"Creak, creak, creak," the old lady's teeth began to grind again.

She originally felt that she understood people very well, but when she met Jiang Yuan, she still felt very offended!

Only a dead person would not make it so angry!

It's just that dead people don't taste good.

It likes to eat fresh and hot.

The old lady blew out the candle.

Everything went dark.

"Let's go and sleep in the house with my mother-in-law."

Fatty Song was so frightened that a furry hand grabbed his arm, and the sharp nails were cold and cold.

He immediately threw his hand away, trembling, "No, no! I can't sleep in the same room with you!"

"Get away from me. If you do anything again, I won't be polite to you!"

He was so scared that he hugged the corner of the table.

"Hehehe, grandson, why are you reacting like this? Do you know what a mother-in-law is?"

There was something threatening in his tone.

Fatty Song had no doubt that if he admitted it, his throat would be cut in an instant.

"I, I, I don't know, but I don't like sleeping with old women!"

"Help, help!"

The old lady was satisfied, and it finally gained some comfort and confidence from Fatty Song.

"Fat Song, stop being picky. It's good to have a mother in this wilderness, but isn't it the same for all the black ones?" Jiang Yuan's voice came, "Grandma has sincerely invited you. , it would be rude if you refuse again."

Fatty Song was suddenly off guard by these words and cried even louder.

[Shuan Q, you know how to comfort people]

[Brother Jiang, have you ever thought that the cook is not such a perverted person? 】

[Do you think everyone is the same as you? This is all worth talking about]

[The anchor was really just a screwdriver before? I'm a little doubtful...]

[If I were Fatty Song, I would wet my pants right now! 】

[His fat body, thin skin and tender meat are probably delicious]

[You have no sympathy at all! Let’s have a party with the money! 】

In the darkness, Fatty Song felt his heart beat like a drum, and felt that his fate was bleak.

That hand kept groping him,

He slapped it away and put it back together.

The sharp nails scratched his skin, and he suspected that he was going to be torn apart!

"Grandma, he's just too embarrassed to do something to you. Look, you're just a bit ugly. If you were young and in good shape, he would just take off your pants and put them on."

"In the end, it's still your fault."

old lady:?

Even though it's not a human being, it still knows what it means to be disgusting!

The sound of gritting teeth sounded in the darkness.

It felt for the first time that it could have such a strong killing intention. If it heard this person speak again, it would lose its caution and kill him directly!

There was another stalemate.

"Song Pang, go in quickly, I promise you will be fine." Jiang Yuan smiled calmly in the dark.

Song Pang sobbed, "Brother Jiang, I can't trust you at all!!!"

"Really, so many people are watching, can I lie to you?"

Song Pang now understood, Brother Jiang wanted to let him be bait? He regretted it, if he had known that he was in the shelter, why did he follow him!

He was always used to start the feast, why? Why?

Chapter 116 My dear grandson, you can't eat peanuts

Song Pang was pulled into the room unwillingly.

He really wanted to say that he couldn't make a forced melon sweet!

The door was closed.

Song Pang didn't know that the perspective of the live broadcast room had shifted to him at this time.

30 million people were watching his perspective.

In the dark, he shivered and his bladder exploded.