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Author: Daoge

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"Why are they suddenly quiet? Or together."

Tu Yu asked in a low voice, cautiously proposing: "Why should we start first?"

Just in case, cut the mess with a quick knife and kill it directly.

"We should sit down first to observe the situation." Xuan Mingfeng suggested.

"There is no place to be together," Yan Lan swept around and "sitted separately."

Xuan Mingfeng nodded and went to find a location first.

"Where are we sitting?" Tu Yu was indifferent.

She doesn't like to explore secrets at all. She likes to bomb the game scenes simply and roughly, so that the boss can come out even if he doesn't come out. After he comes out, he will definitely be able to ask the answer to the task he wants.

And you can improve yourself in life and death to the greatest extent and continue to be promoted.

"You want to sit with me?" Yan Lan turned his head, "I want to do something."

[Okay, this little Taoist priest is going to cause trouble again.]

"What's up?"

"It's a taboo."

"?" Tu Yu wrinkled his nose and filtered the information, "The taboos of funeral banquets? What are the taboos of funeral banquets?"

"A Sheng gave me a little tip."

[It's broken, it's a prompt again]

"Make trouble? You can't help but take me!" Tu Yu condemned.

"Okay." Yan Lan picked a four-seater place, without any extra seats, and she dragged a chair with everyone's strange gaze.

He formed a six-person turtle mat.

She sat on the most dangerous head.

[A Sheng: My words are all in my ears]

[I just knew that I didn't listen to advice even if I died. Why is this person like this?]

[What happens when sitting on the turtle mat? What happens to people who are still sitting on the turtle's head?]

Not served yet.

The table was filled with fragments of melon seeds and peanuts.

The moment he sat down, Yan Lan felt something staring at the back of her neck.

She turned her head and met the "rats" who were performing.

At this distance, even the performers on the stage were clear, and they even had the black coffin in just a few steps.

The sky was already dark, the mountains in the distance were blurred like paper, and there was no wind in the night when dark clouds covered the moon.

This group of mice were hitting and hitting with red hangings and green. At the moment Yan Lan sat down, all the mice stopped their movements, bent over, erected their ears, turned their heads, and seemed to flash under the round little black mirror frame. A trace of red light.

They stared at Yan Lan for two seconds, and giggled and beat him again.

The dishes were served one after another, and the peeled sheep head was placed in the center of the table.

Raw meat.

The locals on the table were blinded and they grabbed their chopsticks like crazy to pick up the meat.

The meat turned out to be sliced, but was placed on the skull of a lamb, glued to almost perfection.

Yanlan clamped a piece of it, the flesh was extremely tender and had a strange fragrance.

"What is this?" Tu Yu picked up the pill and didn't dare to eat it.

Yan Lan didn't enter her mouth and threw it directly into the shadow on the ground, swallowing the wriggling black spot in one mouthful.

Eat happily.

Yan Lan lost her chopsticks and leaned against the back of the chair. Seeing the others feasting, she felt nauseous in her stomach.

"You guess, where did those kids who didn't meet the village rules go?"

Tu Yu was stunned, staring at the flesh on the chopsticks, his fingertips trembled and his eyes widened.

"Vomit--" The chopsticks fell to the ground, and Tu Yu retwisted wildly.

The rhythm of the music behind him was bright and weird, and the banquets were filled with noisy laughter and chewing sounds.

Under the tablet of ancestors next to the coffin, the divine tablet of Sasui is also filled with tributes.

Paper money on the altar is lit.

At this moment, I just felt that the saints of heaven and earth enjoyed the sacrifice and cigarettes, and were all staggering in the air drunk, preparing to give infinite happiness to the people of Donghua Village.

A man suddenly stood up during the meal, covered his mouth and stumbled outward.

"Mi Yao?"

"Mi Yao? That Sister Yao?" Tu Yu wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Let's keep up, I can't stand this broken ground."

"Um."

But as soon as they stood up, a drunk man at the next table suddenly yelled:

"It's them! It's them who hurt my wife!"

All the excitement came to an abrupt end with this voice.

The man angrily scolded with his neck:

"It was you who harmed my wife! I bought it for hundreds of dollars! She gave birth to a child for me and my brother!"

The elder sitting in the center changed his face and said in Miao language:

"Dang Raji! Don't be rude to guests."

Tu Yu couldn't understand: "What did he say?"

"This man's surname is Dang, and his name is Danglaji."

Yan Lan looked at the man and knew in her heart that the girl's death was unrelated to the elder before. It was estimated that the old man had suppressed these messy troubles.

If it weren't for being drunk, it wouldn't have come to you.

"Great Elder, why should we tolerate these foreign women?"

When Raji spoke with his tongue wide, he raised his voice:

"Didn't we buy these foreign girls? As long as they don't ruin their stomachs, they will be damaged and damaged, so what if they are damaged?"

He squinted his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, and suddenly reached out to touch Xiang Tuyu:

"Is this little Ni'er still wearing a school uniform? I hate you self-righteous women the most. I think it's amazing to read some books, but in bed-"

"Dang Raji!" The elder shouted angrily!

"ah!"

The elder opened his eyes wide, and the people around him exclaimed, and they all retreated.

Yan Lan took back the bone axe, shook the blood, and watched the rotten meat rolling on the ground, as Raji covered his crotch and wailed.

"Oh," Yan Lan said, "I'll cut off these two taels of meat for you, you're welcome."

After Yan Lan finished speaking, he picked up the wine pot on the table and disinfected the axe with wine.

"Dam Raj, he is really a garbage as his name is."

Tu Yu sneered: "If you have some skills, you won't have any skills. You only know howls here.

"You bought it? Since that's the case, can I throw you two dollars to the ground and say I bought you, and then cut you one by one and kill you, the dead pig?!"

At the end of the day, Tu Yu raised his foot and kicked the arrogant man's injury!

When Raji's eyes were black rolling to the ground, he immediately cursed:

"I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick-"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

A medium-length ancient sword fell into Tu Yu's hand, and the blade stopped two millimeters of the man's throat.

"I'm too lazy to care about you now, but no one can guarantee the result if the emotions come out."

The tip of Tu Yu's knife approached steadily and stabbed Danglaji's throat. With a little force, the other party could die in a bad life.

"I am very merciful and give you a way out."

Tu Yu's subordinate quickly and directly cut off Dang Laji's tendons, kicking him for several meters in a scream:
To be continued...