The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 11 What Are You?
This mother-in-law's name is Liu Jinhua, and everyone calls her Granny Liu.

She is a well-known shameless person with a radius of tens of miles. She is also said to be a fortune teller, capable of collecting souls, and has a small reputation.

Granny Liu looked at Yun Cheng carefully again, with a lot of eyes up and down. Although Yun Cheng frowned slightly, he looked back.

Immediately, Granny Liu's breathing became stagnant.

What kind of eyes did they have? They were like ferocious beasts. Although there were no bloodshot eyes in those eyes, they were extremely coercive, almost making Granny Liu kneel down.

Fortunately, Yun Cheng looked away in time.

Granny Liu wiped the sweat from her brow.

There was a hint of viciousness in the lowered eyes.

"Sister Li, I'll help you get up first."

"Sister Li, let's go out."

Granny Liu didn't dare to provoke Yun Cheng, so she dragged Li Cuihua outside the door.

Yun Cheng picked up the bowl and continued to eat porridge.

In fact, the taste of this porridge is not good, it is a kind of brown rice, and the taste is a bit throaty.

But the food was hard to come by, Yun Cheng didn't dislike it, he drank the porridge in one gulp, and then washed the dishes.

Suddenly, the translucent screen in front of him popped up again, and Yun Cheng woke up when he saw the boy.

He looked at the porridge in front of him, and was very wary of the screen, his eyes shone fiercely like a small animal.

But looking at that face, Yun Cheng almost spit out mouthwash, she was cheated.

Yun Cheng let out a soft hum from his nostrils: "Huh!"

The little black face suddenly trembled!
"Little white face?"

【Master, I'm not, my name is Little Black Face. 】

Yun Cheng placed the bowl in his hand heavily on the stove and put it away.

"I think you can change your names. His name is Little Black Face."

"It doesn't mean that they are somewhat similar, at least it has nothing to do with it." Yun Cheng felt that if the little black face had an entity in front of him, he would definitely smash it to pieces.

The portrait of No. [-] cultivator is really a little boy, fair and beautiful, and a young man in a fancy dress. He looks like a carefree and charming young man from a family.

With purity, innocence, and cuteness, like a well-behaved kitten.

But what about this kid?
Ragged clothes, well, not to mention the external conditions.

This face is as black as the bottom of a pot, with chilblains, cracks, chapped lips, skinny and sunken eye sockets, only those eyes can still see.

With water light and soul.

But this is simply a black and thin chick.

[Master, this... this... this picture, I just made a slight beautification, and I modified it a bit. Xiao Hei really only slightly modified it, but the facial features have not been changed. Please take a closer look. 】

[This child is just suffering, as long as the owner is good at raising it, it will look exactly like the one in the picture, I promise! 】

Wuwuwu, master, the Lun family should never do such a task again, Xiao Hei looked at the big man's eyes full of evil spirits, and hugged his fat body tightly.

so scared~
Will the boss eat it directly in a fit of anger?

"slight?"

[No, no, a lot of revisions have been made. 】

"Exactly the same?"

【I promise! 】

The young man looked around cautiously, but didn't see anyone, so he looked at the translucent screen in front of him strangely.

The boy's eyes were filled with innocent dew, even though he was subjected to such treatment, he was not clouded by it. These eyes were as clear as if they had been washed by clear water.

This made Yuncheng see the same effect as the picture.

The other party slightly opened his lips. Although his voice was a little hoarse, it still did not conceal the original good tone of the other party.

"What are you?"

(End of this chapter)