The balls were already in stock, placed in rows on plates, next to the stove, and now there are only two last stews left. After a while, the master's family came to eat their work for the day and was finished. They just wait until tomorrow morning when the song rang, and the cloth covered the cloth, and the young man carried the coffin; sealed the coffin and nailed it, and all the past was in the wind; buried the dead, and left the living, and then went to the master's house to have a bite.

After this meal, the chef will make money.

He took a plate with a stove, put the few remaining balls into the plate and handed them to Song Yang: "It's still hot, but if you come later, it will be hot."

Song Yang smiled and answered. Yan belonged to Uncle Wu and Cai belonged to Uncle Wu, but the hot meatballs were put into his stomach. Looking at the busy brothers and sisters and relatives over there, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he didn't turn against Huang Kai, a spoiled guy in the city, and he was really well treated with the city people!

He was about to say "Thank you", but with a "gudong" beside him, he looked like a gas tank and had a fat knife lying straight on the ground, his facial features were twisted and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something extremely horrible, and a steaming big bowl was pressed on his chest.

Song Yang was startled, and the plate he was holding was tilted and almost squinted. He looked like a meatball on his face.

"What's going on? Why is he still lying here?" First Huang Kai, now he has a fat knife change. One or two of them lie down at any time. Could it be that he is so charming tonight that he has fallen into all sentient beings?

Huang Kai's face was pale and seemed to have been completely scared.

Song Yang came over with the plate of meatballs and asked Mo Xian: "Kaizi, what's wrong with him?"

Mo Wu said in a confused look: "I don't know either. I saw that the dishes stewed in the pot seemed to be good. I thought we'd eat something hot. It was too cold on this day, so I asked this master to serve me a bowl. Who knew that when he served a full bowl, he suddenly fell over as if he had seen a ghost..."

"Ph, ph, ph, ph, ph, the wind blows away!" Song Yang covered Mo Yan's mouth and almost called the meatball in his hand and said to him: "Don't talk nonsense, brother."

Yes, it is most taboo for families who hold funerals to say the word "ghost".

As mentioned earlier, the location of the stove kitchen is relatively remote? Now there are only four of them, and the fall of Fat Gaida did not alarm anyone else. Fat Gaidao came over while shouting Fat Gaidao's name while reaching out to find Fat Gaidao's breath? Mo Yan and Song Yang, two young men in their twenties, have never experienced such a thing in their lives? Stupid stood aside and was at a loss.

After pinching the stove twice, he saw that the fat man had no response and was a little panicked for a while. Mo Xian seemed to have thought of something and suggested timidly: "Why go there and ask someone to come and have a look? It won't be a death!"

A long breath sounded? The stove shouted in surprise: "Wake up!"

Fat Gaida's chest was slightly ups and downs, and his eyes, which had been glaring with his eyes open, began to turn. He looked at Taicuo with confusion and then looked at Mo Yan and Song Yang. Finally, he saw the large white porcelain blue flower soup basin on his chest? He seemed to suddenly remember something? He let out a shrill howl, and the other side was crying in a hurry and silently.

Soon two Song families came to see what happened. At this time, Fat Gaidao had already started to deal with the lively pool of stew on his chest.

"It's okay, I just stayed up late to clean up those carp yesterday." Fatty Gaidao embarrassedly touched the back of his head and tried hard to show his favor in front of the master's house.

Although he was wearing a thick cotton coat and a tightly wrapped apron, his exposed neck was still burned and blistered? It can be seen that the power of stewing was just out of the pot.

Seeing that the fat man was really fine, Mo Yan and Song Yang put a bowl of stewed stewed again and carefully carried it back to the east room.

Many rural places do weddings and weddings directly at their own homes? Asking for a one-stop service package saves money and trouble, especially for vain things with many rules? Because it takes at least three days to stop working, it must be held at your own home.

Anyone who does things will have all kinds of mistakes and accidents? So this little episode will soon be "San Dongzi? Get a little candle!" "Lock the pillar? The eternal light is out of oil!" "Hurry up, the second aunt said that there is not enough filial cloth!" Such shouts and shouts were forgotten.

There are only two parties that cannot be forgotten.

One of them is naturally fat change.

Mo Ye dared to conclude that this person must be the murderer who killed Huang Kai, for three reasons: the thick-backed bone-cutting knife that Fat Biao Dao cut on the cutting board was completely consistent with the wound of the big black dog and the wound on the back of his head; the temporary stove kitchen was located very close to the toilet where he fainted, and had the conditions for committing the crime; Mo Ye's team was a guardian team in the deserted village, and the task was to protect the villagers, while Fat Biao Dao was an outsider, not a member of the village.

Although it is not ruled out that there are also members of the Siren Shadow Team who are lurking in the soul, the third one becomes more reasonable because of the existence of the first two items.

So when Fat Biao Dao lowered his head to serve him, Mo ordered Slime to block Fat Biao Dao's nose and mouth while Fat Biao Dao was suffocating.

When the two slimes evolved this time, they finally had one skill, one only invisible and the other only strangled.

In order to distinguish between the two little guys, Mo Yan gave them names this time. The invisible one was called Chuyi and the strangled one was called Shifen.

Tiluoga once asked Mo Li, why are two born on the same day, but one is called the first day of the lunar month and the other is called the fifteenth day?

Mo replied: You can escape the first day of the lunar month and you can escape the fifteenth day.

Sure enough, the strange and cold mechanical sound in Mo Yan's mind prompted him to kill a shadow team member, get an hour of survival time and add 10 points to the team.

During this period, some people were killed and some protected the villagers. In short, the total points of the guardian team have reached 70 points.

No matter how sad the master's family or the indifferent villagers, no one knew that an invisible life-community was quietly unfolding at this noisy funeral on winter.

The reason why no one noticed it until now is that Mo Yan felt it was related to the settings of this game. For example, after being hacked to death, he chose to resurrection and enter the game, his wounds immediately healed quickly, and even the bloody red color behind his head had disappeared.

Before the identity of the enemy and us is known, no matter whether the murderer or the murderer is killed, we do not want our identity to be seen.

The fat knives are still unsure of who killed him, and they don’t even know what method to kill him.
Chapter completed!