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Chapter 553 Osmanthus cake with abyss flavor?
While the village chief was molesting the two little girls, Xu Shuo paid close attention to the villagers who were digging holes.

He had a strange feeling.

There should be no normal digging in this place.

So Xu Shuo handed the hoe to the village chief.

It's just that the village head handed the hoe to the servant of the Zhang family.

And at the moment when the servant dug something, a smear of black sprang out from the ground, spread up the hoe at an extremely fast speed, and entered the villagers' bodies.

This is also the reason why the other party screamed suddenly.

Xu Shuo was still some distance away from him. Although he reacted quickly, it was not as fast as pollution.

The vitality of the villager faded quickly, and it was infected with a strange and disgusting atmosphere. Hot blood flowed out from the opening of his neck and merged into the ground, as if he was feeding nutrients to something, crazy and uncontrollable.

Basically, when the village head approached, the villagers' skin had already become thin and hollow, and their bodies were skeletal.

The village chief stroked his chin with a serious expression: "Sure enough, it's some kind of method to absorb energy?"

After seeing Lao Li's state last night, he felt that Lao Li was sucked dry by some monster!
Looking at it now, it really is!
Xu Shuo was beside him: "..."

……

There is no trace of the blood that the villagers spilled on the ground after committing suicide, but the color of the surrounding soil looks a little dark, which is the state after being soaked in liquid.

As for the person lying on the ground, his skin was also bloodless, as white as if a layer of lime had been smeared on it.

It can be seen that all the nutrients my body can provide have been absorbed.

The hole dug on the bottom of the tree is only about half a meter.

But the lump of flesh outside the pit is not small, about [-] centimeters in diameter, and the blood vessels bouncing outside can be faintly seen, and there is no white sticky substance spreading and flowing under the flesh and blood.

This thing seems to be wriggling, sticky and sticky, irregular, like some maggots swarming and crawling, or like some kind of lifeless thread, twisted and twisted into a ball randomly.

When staring at that thing, it will make people feel sick from under their physiology.

Xu Shuo, the man, covered his mouth and stepped aside.

You originally came over to check the situation over there, trying to get some information, but you just accepted it at a glance.

The village head behaved badly.

I even squatted by the side of the pit and sloppyly looked at the strange lump of flesh and blood. Before I frowned and pondered for a while, I stretched out my hand and poked towards the things outside the pit.

Seeing this, Xie Gang frowned.

I watched that person's behavior with emotion.

However, at the last moment, when the palm was less than half a meter away from the meat, the village head suddenly withdrew his hand in a jerk, and then the stranger gasped!
"Hiss—it's terrifyingly deep... Yin Qi!"

The village head looked at the pit and shouted in shock!

hipster:"……"

Do I have to touch it?
Do you touch him and see if he comes out?
Wen Qing understands that detection method too well.

That seems to be different from sending him to death directly.

It's just that the village chief stopped the loss in time.

Before confirming that it was the pollution from the abyss, he also knew what he was thinking of, and the village chief's expression suddenly became simpler.

I looked at the lump of meat outside, and said in a strange tone: "It seems that your real enemy may not be the bride."

The male Xu Shuo seemed to have flipped a switch when he heard the words, and immediately asked, "Why do you think the bride is an enemy?"

The village chief turned his head and glanced at you, speaking meaningfully but speaking.

The male Xu Shuo continued: "You have been in Osmanthus Village for a long time, but you are not curious about what happened there, so I hope the village chief can tell Yiqi."

The village head sighed: "Big boy, don't inquire about what you should know, it's something their young people can grasp."

Was the male Xie just embarrassed by my attitude that time, but his tone was sincere: "There are some stories that can be buried, and you think that's why you meet each other there now, Grandpa the village chief, let me tell you." Think so too."

The village chief looked at you in shock.

Even the elder sister who is nearby also looks at you with admiration.

She can stretch and bend, she is an admirable girl!
On the contrary, the village chief became embarrassing: "Hey, big girl, let's get out of the way first, there is nothing to talk about later, and you have to go first - damn!"

Halfway through the words, the village head suddenly exclaimed!
Because when we were making jokes, Wen Qing had already picked up the hoe in the ground, and a hoe directly chopped at the meat outside the pit!
puff!

The sharp hoe fell under the piece of meat, and the two without any hindrance cut it in half, and then, these whites crazily climbed down along the handle of the hoe!
Wen Qing's face was calm, and the hand holding the handle was a little bit harder, and the light flickered in the palm.

And when these whites and darks touched my skin, white mist rose up, just like the chemical reaction produced by cold water meeting a hot iron plate. The water vapor permeated the air and then disappeared.

The power of the brilliance burned the darkness, but it also made my palm feel a little blazing cold.

Wen Qing especially attaches that kind of power to the cane and other weapons, or directly uses it as the internal force released, but this is the first time that he uses his body as a medium.

It's just that before he tried to deal with the darkness of the abyss that he should be able to deal with, Wen Qing let go of his hand, let the hoe fall to the ground, and then rubbed his palms and went to the side.

I looked in the direction of Beishan, without thinking.

As for the side...

The village chief next to me looked at me in astonishment, his mind was full of the scene of the man touching the abyss with his bare hands just now, and he completely forgot to react!

So... what kind of fierce man from outside? !

"This...you, is he okay?" The village head swallowed and asked.

"How is he going to solve that thing?" Wen Qing answered rhetorically, raising his chin to indicate the pit at the bottom of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

"...Cut down that tree first." The village head said in response.

Although Xiao Zhi guessed what the white hands in front of the scene were, even the village chief planned to let the sweet-scented osmanthus tree go.

I didn't call the servant who was guarding the yard, but I looked at Xu Shuo, who was also in shock, and said kindly, "Big boy, do grandpa a favor."

The male Xu Shuo came back to his senses: "..."

Asking for nothing is to be high-spirited!
Anyway, it's already too high, no matter how high it is!
a moment ago.

Xie Gang, the man who went outside the house and took an ax again, stood cautiously in front of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, not far from the dug earth pit, and then swung the ax vigorously towards the root of the tree!

The strength of that body is small, but your ingenuity made it wrong. After several steps forward, you finally deduced the thick osmanthus tree with seven people hugging it!

"Boom!"

The small tree fell up suddenly, but because it was planted in the corner of the yard, the lower part was placed crookedly under the yard wall.

Xu Shuo, the man who finished cutting down the tree, was out of breath, and looked at the frail and strong hunter Wang Tiezhu with some resentment.

But the former's attention is all under the stump.

Xie Gang frowned when he saw the white lines spreading outside the tree stump.

I suddenly thought of a question.

There is no such sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside Wang Tiezhu's yard.

And this tree was ripened and bloomed last night.

The flowers that bloomed have also been made into a bloody sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which I plan to feed to the bride tonight.

So now comes the problem-

The smell of blood is already abnormal, so now it will have less smell of the abyss?

Boil!
Done for nothing!
……

(End of this chapter)