Soaked in the cesspool for half a night and then rinsed it with cold water for half an hour. The smell was almost washed, but Feng San was really cold and a little desolate - like the dead pork that had been soaked in water for a long time.

After rushing, Old Liu threw the greasy sheet of the bed, and his eyes and gestures were exactly the same as adding materials to the donkey next to him. At that time, Feng San's heart was filled with sour tears mixed with the well water on his head and drifted down... At this moment, he regretted that his intestines were blue. If he had known that such a thing would have happened, not to mention two hundred oceans, even two hundred young wives would not have agreed!

However, just after the time passed, he suddenly felt like the sky was high and the sea was wide and the railings were wide. It seemed that everything was worth it... What happened is the moment when he was crying!

Feng San wrapped himself in a sheet, but no matter how he calculated, he could only reach half of his body. So he aggrievedly covered the important position in the lower half. Before he could speak, the old Liu's head was already talking with the grass:

"It's not that I'm stingy and don't wear clothes for you. It's true that we can't find a suitable one here for your body, but you can rest assured that when you pull the grinding for me, Widow Luo's clothes will definitely be done."

Not to mention how good Widow Luo, who made the sacrificial clothes, just the sentence "pulling the grinding" of Feng San in the cesspool, I never forgot the old temple blessings!

Before Feng San could think of how to answer, the gate of the courtyard opened, followed by a group of people in a row. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a cigarette pot bag shouting: "Hey, you talk about it! Lao Liu, I said why did you wash this guy here? I'm not afraid that the smell will be smothering the Bodhisattva Buddha... Come on, drink it first."

The person who came was the old man August of the paper shop. He was smirking with a large group of shop owners of the ghost market behind him. He was so embarrassed that he buried his face in the pile of fat as soon as he picked up the bowl. Then he heard Lao Liu's indifferent voice saying:

"The cesspool is right next to the livestock shed, and it is close to the well and the back wall. When the water is washed, it will be cleaned with donkey feces. Do you think you don't want to wash it here? Besides, even if someone smells something wrong, I can say that the livestock is in full bloom..."

Everyone agreed with each other.

"This sentence makes sense!" One-eyed Mr. Gou walked up to him and stuffed the oil fruit in his hand into Feng San's hand, ignored him, walked back and sat down on the pile of firewood next to him with everyone: "Actually, we can obviously scare away this burden, why do we have to get it back? No matter what, they are the killers invited, what if none of us are careful..." He stroked his hand under his neck: "Didn't we explain it?"

As soon as he said this, Old Liu raised his hand: "Don't ask me about this, go ask him... Oh! It's just right, can you explain it to everyone?"

When he looked up, the Yin-Traveling Master Cui Deyuan happened to be holding Supreme Treasure's hand and came late. He just smiled when he heard this. After Supreme Treasure held him and sat down in the pile of firewood, he slowly took off his sunglasses and said:

"Don't worry, I'm going to tell you the reason, but I think I'd better ask him a few questions first. When the question is over, you will understand - OK?"

Of course everyone would not have any objection, but just urged him to hurry up, so he cleared his throat and said:

"Feng San, you are not born with fatness. Is it something that happened in recent years?"

His words were very light and slow, but it was like a bolt from the blue in Feng San's ears. He suddenly shook his whole body like an electric shock and raised his head, and said hurriedly: "How did you know... Uh?" He was about to ask again, but when he saw two white eyes on the face of the person who was asking, who was not wearing sunglasses, he was stunned.

Blind Cui is naturally blind, but how does the blind man know that he is fat and thin?

Blind Cui didn't notice it, and a faint smile appeared on his face and said, "Don't ask me how I know, just answer my questions. If we are happy, maybe we will solve your magic - you can tell me what happened back then."

There was an inconsistent smell in his voice, and Feng San said obediently as he ordered...

Five years ago, a drought in Huguang happened in ancient times. For more than three years, the rain had not fallen into the well and the dead rivers and the dead plants were all dead. At that time, many people died of starvation. There were only one of the ten rooms left. The only one who was still capable was to escape from his hometown with his family.

The local warlords not only did not help the people, but instead began to set up checkpoints and block roads to collect tolls. At this time, some people paid a lot of money to ask Feng San to assassinate the worst and darkest adjutant under the warlord for a full reason:

The deputy Zhao Heimao doesn't show up easily on weekdays and hides himself behind his back to do something bad. It's hard to find an opportunity to kill him. This time, the guy who became active in the natural disaster was to plunder the people everywhere, which was a rare opportunity.

Feng San did not explain in detail how many hardships he had experienced when he took this order. Anyway, he killed Zhao Heimao in the end, and got lost in a panic while running away.

There was no one or a beast in all the villages, and the eyes were full of desolation and dilapidation. Feng San could only walk to the east. After walking aimlessly for several days, he finished eating the dry food... He would have suffered in the next few days. Not to mention buying some food, even catching two mice was something that had no skin, bones and no meat, which made this handsome killer young master similar to the beggar on the roadside.

Just when he was so hungry that he was about to faint, he suddenly saw a stream of blue smoke floating in the empty village ahead - "Smoke from cooking!"

He was immediately excited.

Feng San sneaked over from the back of the house and looked inside through the crack of the window. He saw a large pot of wooden beams hanging in the house, with water swelling and meat emitting a scent of meat, but no one was around.

Feng San was not anxious at this moment and lurked quietly. After a while, he saw two people walking out in an extremely strange way from the inner room.

It might be a bit far-fetched to say that it was leaving or it might be more appropriate to use the word "crawl" to describe it, but for some reason, from the first glance of seeing the two appear in the dark, Feng San's whole body was filled with goosebumps.

He paid attention for a long time before he found out what was the reason.

Usually, the two people must walk the same pace, but the two people walk very specially. The person behind takes every step, but happens to be at the position where the person in front starts to leave.

This leg looks like it grows on a person.

The first person raises his foot, the second person raises his foot at the same time; the first person drops his foot, the second person drops his foot at the same time... Just now, the previous person raised his foot.

If it were to see this situation normally, Feng San would have thought it was very interesting, but today the appearance and figure of these two people and the atmosphere at this moment seemed very scary.

The man in front had a thin bone and a big belly as big as a drum, his whole mouth was raised outward, his eyes burst out, saliva flowed down his tongue, and only a rag on his body covered his lower body, and his body as white as frosty and snow was covered with blue veins, like an ancient embroidery picture of blue and white porcelain.

The man behind him looked similar, but he just couldn't see clearly, as if he was separated by a layer of smoke.

The man in front was originally slow, but when he came out of it, he became extremely agile when the meat smelled sour. He climbed to the edge of the pot and picked up a piece of hot meat, and chewed it up. He seemed to have no idea that there was another person behind him, who was just eating and drinking, and the soup juice flowed along the corner of his mouth, and he was not afraid of being hot?

That's not all. The more the man ate it, the more anxious and hungry he looked. His abdomen was so full that he looked round and swollen that he looked like he hadn't eaten anything. After eating all the meat, he didn't even let a drop of soup...

The man behind him kept following him without taking action, but his face showed an extremely satisfied expression!

The man was not satisfied after eating it. After a while, he dragged out the corpse from the house. The flesh on the corpse had been cut off, leaving only the secondary bone armor. The man took apart two or three times and threw it into the pot, poured half a basin of mud and water to ignite the firewood.

No wonder this kind of disaster year still has meat to eat, it turns out to be human flesh!

Feng San also knew that some bandits had eaten human flesh on weekdays, but that was so terrifying? He knew something was wrong in his heart, so he didn't dare to delay. He immediately turned around and left secretly... But at this moment, the man suddenly raised his head and sucked his nose a few times!

stranger!

Feng San had just walked out a few meters and heard a creaking sound behind him. Then Li Feng came to his mind. He did not dare to neglect and immediately rolled on the spot to avoid the sneak attack!

The dagger in his hand was already flying towards the wind's origin!

Looking up, the dagger was inserted straight into the forehead of the person in the room. The juice with an extremely fishy wound flowed down, but the guy was still moving - because he just paused a little and rushed over again!

Mount Tai is bound to avoid the top of the top!

Feng San is a killer after all, and although he is a little exhausted, he immediately found a solution!

He grabbed a wooden stick next to him and poked it hard at the man. He felt a great force coming from his hand, and the man was already stuck on the wooden stick like a quail!

Immediately, countless white bubbles poured out from his mouth, and his hands and feet scratched and scratched the ground. After struggling for a while, they stopped moving!

The mouth foam splashed Feng San's face.

There was nothing to say at this point. Feng San took a break and pushed the corpse away, and went to find the person who was following behind. Unexpectedly, the man searched for a long time but couldn't see it, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

There was only one person's residence, clothing, and utensils in the house, and there was never a trace of a second person. Feng San even began to doubt whether he was so hungry that he was dazzled, or that there had never been two people from there?

Why?

Feng San took out half a bag of sprouted potatoes in the cellar and had a full meal, then he had the strength to continue his journey, and finally left Huguang and returned to Sichuan and Chongqing.

Since then, he suddenly started to overeat for some reason, and his body bulged like a blow...

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"Five senses and six consciousnesses seal the spiritual wisdom, distinguish yin and yang and cut off the son and Wu," Cui sighed: "If you weren't hungry at the beginning, you wouldn't have opened your eyes to see the Hungry Buddha; if you weren't plagued by the Hungry Buddha, you wouldn't have seen all kinds of things in our ghost market today. I have solved the mystery, you should know what the others mean, right?"

Everyone suddenly realized.

Eager Butu is among the nine evil spirits. Once it breaks out, it will harm one side and kill countless people. It is one of the evil spirits that the Taoist practice has to deal with. If it weren’t for the abundant resources of Sichuan and Chongqing, Feng San would have accumulated a lot of money and could be satisfied with his mouth, he would have broken his body long ago... Having said that, can he still let him run away since he saw it?

Wu Bayue smiled and said, "It's not bad, I'll do this, and I'll teach Baoer by the way - Baoer, let's see the master bring you a fried dunk!"

Baoer was also happy when she heard this. She pointed her little hand at Feng San's armpit and said, "Master, are you talking about him?"

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