Corpse Retriever

"Xiao Yuan, Runsheng, I think I should be dazzling, otherwise how could I see Zhou Yong's door on the door of the door of Zhou Yong, and there were two people sitting."

Tan Wenbin rubbed his eyes hard and continued to look.

The more he watched, the more he got up, the more he shrank the whole person, and silently protecting Runsheng in front of himself.

It seemed not enough, and he wanted to continue to shrink behind the boy again.

When he bowed his head, he found that the boy was watching him.

There was a kind of cramped and embarrassment that was caught with a costed bag. Tan Wenbin immediately stood up his chest, stepped forward, and finally stood back to the position with Runsheng, but the calf was still trembling.

He has a strong tolerance for things such as corpses. In the end, he has family studies, but his family studies are not metaphysics.

Li Zhanyuan didn't speak. After looking at Tan Wenbin, he picked up the compass again.

The compass shows that everything is normal, not even a traction.

Although it is separated by a distance, it will not not react at all, because the Feng Shui acupoint is difficult to change, it is simple and simple to say, where the evil spirits are standing, where is the shade.

The village chief came, and he turned out of the car and asked, "Run Shenghou, haven't you found it yet?"

Runsheng looked at Li Zhanyuan.

Li Zhanyuan whispered: "It's fast."

Runsheng immediately replied: "I already have a clue, it's almost, the village chief, you can rest assured."

"Really?" The village chief was relieved, "then find the fishing up, don't scare others anymore, the people in the village are scared to go home and have a fever. They have been in the clinic these two days. Water water "

Li Zhanyuan: "Zhou Yong."

Run Sheng asked: "Village chief, where did Zhou Yong go?"

"Yong Hou? Yonghou should be watching playing cards now, what?"

"He still plays cards?"

"He likes to watch others fight next to the stand, he doesn't go to the table himself."

"Oh, this."

"When there is always a busy work in the land, the work of helping people to help people in the river is not every day. When it is okay, Yonghou will go to see people playing cards. No matter how hard, I have to find some fun for myself, who wants to lose a face every day. "

"Well, yes."

"It's Yong Hou, so how do you say it?" No one. "

"I heard, he donated a bridge?"

"Well, the bridge was donated by him. There was not much necessary to stand there, and there were not many people left, but he had to donate construction, saying that it was used for his wife and children to pray for blessings.

I really couldn't hold him. I took a little bit in the village. In addition, he built the bridge. It is estimated that the road will be repaired in the future. The people who walk the bridge should be more. "

"He does this, I don't understand."

"It's right if you don't understand it. The Yong Hou people are good, and the popularity in the village is also good, but since the wife and children are sick, they have become a little god. If he says a few more words with him, he will give you the direction of the ghost, and I don't know which soul soup he drank.

It stands to reason that it is a good thing to donate money to repair the bridge, but I also persuaded him at the time. I said: Yong Hou, you have this money, either push a brick house for the house in the house, or buy something for your wife and children. Eat, drink well, and wear, our village is not bad for that bridge, but your family is anxious for this money to spend the day.

Hey, he did not, and said that the village did not agree to repair and he found the construction team by himself. Run Shenghou, you talk about what else is there for me.

I have been in a big deal in the past few days. I used to help his family apply for a low guarantee household, and some subsidies. He donated money to repair the bridge and good guy.

Really his mother ... alas, don't say, Run Shenghou, I got to know it with me, and after I finished my family, put a small wine for you and your grandfather, and the village was red. "

"Well, go busy, village chief."

After the village chief left, the pair of mother and daughter on Xiaobazi were still there.

Li Zhanyuan took a step and walked towards Zhou Yong's house. He wanted to verify his guess.

Seeing this, he naturally walked in front of Xiao Yuan again.

Tan Wenbin stunned in place for a few seconds, and he took half of his head and followed him. Although he did not dare to continue the side side by side with Runsheng, he went to Xiaoyuan.

The closer the distance, the clearer the mother and daughter on the small dam.

The woman was sitting on the bench, and the girl nestled in her arms. The mother and daughter were talking and laughing, looking very warm.

Tan Wenbin's cold sweat began to flow out. From time to time, he looked up quickly, and immediately lowered his head after seeing it.

In the mind, the girl was curled up in the rice cylinder, and the woman lay in a cotton wool.

When the road section at the door of the house was almost reached, Li Zhanyuan stopped.

Finally, Li Zhanyuan stopped.

"Brother Binbin, you continue to go forward."

"Ah? Okay."

Tan Wenbin hugged his arms and continued to move forward. When he came to the dam, he stopped and looked at the house. He found that the mother and daughter had disappeared before.

"No one ..." Tan Wenbin turned around, showing a very puzzled expression.

Li Zhanyuan beckoned to him and motioned for him to come back. Tan Wenbin ran back with a sprint.

Looking at the dam, hey, the mother and daughter actually appeared there again.

"this……"

"Brother Runsheng, you go forward."

"good."

Run Sheng walked forward, walked to the place where he stopped, and turned to look at the dam.

Standing in the back, Li Zhanyuan and Tan Wenbin saw Runsheng raised their hands embarrassingly, putting it at the Bazi.

"Runsheng can see?"

"Well, because Brother Runsheng is from the village."

"Can this be like this?"

"Because he doesn't want others to know, his wife and children are dead."

"He, does it mean Zhou Yong?"

"Um."

"But Xiao Yuan, since his wife and child are here, who is the water in the river?"

"Zhou Yong."

"Ah? But didn't the village chief just say, Zhou Yong was watching playing cards?"

"Deadly will move."

"Is it so outrageous to go and go to see the cards in the village?"

"Don't you just eat the rice that has just been died, remember the white shredded shrimp on the table, it is you to eat the most."

"I ... I don't know."

Runsheng came back and said, "Just now they greeted me."

"Um."

Runsheng pulled out the Yellow River shovel from a sack and asked, "Am I going to smash it?"

"No, there is nothing there."

Li Zhanyuan looked at the well on the Big Douya on the dam, the mirror flowers and water.

He couldn't help but want to do what he wanted to arrange himself. At least, he would not make such a low level. At least, set up a sag, and led the outside through people inside.

Like dumplings, they led them one by one into the well.

Li Zhanyuan took a breath and stretched out his hand to pat his forehead: alas, Wei Zhengdao, you are really not a thing.

"Let's go, Brother Runsheng, let's find Zhou Yong."

Runsheng scratched his head: "But I don’t know which one Zhou Yong watched the card."

"Just go to the biggest one, even if it is not there, it is convenient to ask people. Well, it is the one we win money last time."

The three walked along the village road, and it didn't take long for the hall.

The short fat man Zhou Fubao was standing by the dam, his back facing the road, pulling out the bird, and humming the song to fertilize his own small vegetable garden.

When he turned his head and saw someone walking here, he subconsciously accelerated the process and wanted to arrange guests.

You can take a closer look and find that it is Runsheng, and see the boy again, the last time.

Zhou Fubao was frightened and quickly shook the birds.

"Ah, are you?"

Everyone went to the dam, and Zhou Fubao didn't welcome it, but stood there and blocked half.

Last time, the two people went to play cards here, and finally smashed their tables.

Although people lost money very much, he did this kind of not visible to light business. What he was afraid of was that things were big, but he did not dare to let these two people play cards here.

Runsheng asked: "We are not here to play cards, we are here to find someone, Zhou Yong is here?"

"Yong Hou." Zhou Fubao smiled. "He didn't come here today, you should watch the cards with others."

"Oh." Runsheng looked at Li Zhanyuan, "Xiao Yuan, Zhou Yong is not here."

"The boss is lying."

Zhou Fubao: "..."

When I came here to fry the golden flowers last time, Li Zhanyuan remembered the face details of everyone on the table. Because the boss would come to the tea to pay water and collect the money, it was counted as half a table. It was also "included" by Li Zhanyuan.

Although it is not at the table now, Li Zhanyuan can still see that the boss is "deceiving", and the micro -expression is inconsistent with the "brand".

Runsheng looked back at Zhou Fubao, and asked again: "Is Zhou Yong here?"

Zhou Fubao kept waved, and at the same time, he showed an extremely wronged expression: "It's really not, what do I lie to you, is there any benefit?"

Li Zhanyuan was going to remind Runsheng to remember the plot threatening in the movie, but Tan Wenbin moved faster.

He had a personal wallet, pulled out and took out a family photo, and men were wearing police uniforms except he.

The photo placed in front of Zhou Fubao and asked, "Say, Zhou Yongren is not here!"

Zhou Fubao swallowed a bit hard: "Here."

"We are looking for him."

Speaking, Tan Wenbin walked straight down, hitting Zhou Fubao on his shoulders, and Zhou Fa Bai avoided it immediately.

Run Sheng sighed in his heart: Sure enough, Xiao Yuan said yes, there was no future in mixing the underworld.

Seven or eight gambling tables in the room are ongoing, and the scene is very lively.

Tan Wenbin walked in, with one hand on his hips, his eyes were sharp, for a while, as if his father was attached.

His gaze swept a circle, two laps, three laps ...

In the end, I couldn't support it anymore.

Because he doesn't know what Zhou Yong looks like.

After Li Zhanyuan and Runsheng came in, half of the people stopped in the middle of the card and looked at it. Some unknown people asked the people around him. After learning the identity, they all looked at it.

No one has heard of the evil door's fried golden flowers, and the big guy has made up his mind. They will leave the table immediately when the child sitting.

Li Zhanyuan asked Zhou Fubao: "Where is Zhou Yong?"

"Yong Hou ... I was still here, what about people now? Maybe it’ s going to eat later. He is my family. When you get empty, I will see the cards here and will help boil water and pour tea. "Heyan meals" "

Zhou Fubao came to the back with the three, and several elderly people were sitting there to drink tea and chat.

Zhou Fubao asked, "What about Yong Hou?"

"Yong Hou, I just saw it here, but now I don’t know where to go."

Zhou Fubao turned and said helplessly: "I really didn't lie to you anymore. Now I really do n’t know where he goes. What do you find him to do? Is he owed money?"

"No, I just want to ask him a question. Sorry, boss, we are going to disturb your business. We are leaving."

Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the hall and came to the road.

Runsheng rubbed his nose and said, "Xiaoyuan, it's strange that I didn't smell the smell of death in there just now."

"This is not strange. Some death have special abilities that can separate the spirit and the body. Remember the cat-faced old lady last time?"

"Cat-faced old lady?" Tan Wenbin showed a surprised look, "Did I come late and miss some important program?"

Runsheng said solemnly, "If this is the case, Xiaoyuan, Zhou Yong will be more difficult to deal with."

Tan Wenbin rubbed his hands excitedly and nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's more difficult."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, "It doesn't necessarily have to fight. He hasn't hurt the villagers yet. He just likes If he swims in the river and goes home to be with his dead wife and children, there is no reason for us to be against him.

We just need to remind him not to dive and be seen by the villagers, and ask who taught him these methods.

In essence, we can live in peace with him. "

"Ah? Can we live in peace?" Tan Wenbin asked puzzledly, "Shouldn't it be that good and evil cannot coexist, and people and ghosts cannot coexist, so we must suppress and kill him?"

"Brother Binbin, this will be very tiring."

"Uh..."

Just like Xiao Huangying, after she got her revenge, she didn't continue to harm people, and her grandfather just ignored her and didn't want to deal with her at all.

"Then... where should we find Zhou Yong now, should we go to his house or go to the river again?"

Li Zhuiyuan smiled, looked at the rice fields in front of him, and said:

"Maybe he is standing there now, staring at us."

Even if he was deliberately hiding from him, Li Zhuiyuan would not panic, he had plenty of ways to force him out for a conversation.

But before that, there was another thing that needed to be solved first, that is, it was getting dark.

Li Zhuiyuan touched his pocket, took out the money and handed it to Runsheng: "Brother Runsheng, go buy more strong liquor and cooked dishes, we should have dinner."

When they returned to Shan Daye's house, the two old men were sitting shoulder to shoulder in the yard smoking and chatting.

"Sanjiang Hou, the most difficult thing in my life is to meet you."

"Shan Pao, you are a gambler and a loser, don't put the shit pot on my head."

"Hehe, I didn't put it on you."

"Yes, yes, you poured it into your own mouth."

"Beijing hukou, I heard that Beijing college entrance examination is also..."

"Shan Pao, if you mention this again, I will carry it on your back and throw it into your neighbor's porcelain jar to pickle it again."

"Bah, you old thing is always so shameless."

Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin came back, and the two old men immediately asked about the situation.

"Grandpa, we have found the location and have also used a net to trap it, but it is too late. Brother Runsheng plans to go fishing tomorrow when the sun comes out."

"Look, we have found it. Look, Runsheng has improved a lot following me than following you, right?"

Then, Li Sanjiang nodded to Xiaoyuan and said, "Yes, that's the truth. It's better not to do things at night. It's easy to go wrong. Sometimes, something that was originally dead may move at night."

Runsheng bought wine and food, and the two old people must have a few bites.

In addition, Tan Wenbin, who had received the task instructions, was beside them to liven up the atmosphere of the wine table, and the two old people drank very happily.

After the first five cups, Li Sanjiang said that it was getting late and he had to take Xiaoyuan to the Hou family. After the last five cups, he and Uncle Shan lay on the table and were drunk unconscious.

Runsheng moved his grandfather and Uncle Li to the bed, covered their stomachs with quilts, and even put the spittoon at home next to the bed for them to vomit at night.

After doing all this, the three of them packed up their things and came to the river.

The atmosphere at night was indeed very different from that during the day. Li Zhuiyuan also knew that his grandfather was right, but it was meaningless because Zhou Yong could not only run away, but also find time to go ashore to watch the card game.

Walking to the bridge, Runsheng waded in, let go of the seven-star hook, swung it up, and a nail was stuck, and then he began to pull it down.

After pulling out three nails in a row, Runsheng stopped, put away the seven-star hook, pulled out the Yellow River shovel, and held it in his hand.

Not long after, the temperature of the river surface dropped.

Even Li Zhuiyuan, who was standing by the river, noticed that the evening breeze blowing here was wrapped in a chill.

Runsheng began to slow down his breathing and concentrate on his vigilance.

The movement finally appeared.

Ten meters in front of Runsheng, the back of a person slowly emerged on the river.

Tan Wenbin held Li Zhuiyuan's Yellow River shovel in his right hand, and kept poking Li Zhuiyuan's back with his left hand.

Die, die, die!

Oh my god, Dad, your son has made it. I finally saw him die!

Li Zhuiyuan looked back at him helplessly. Binbin's face was excited and nervous, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

This reminded Li Zhuiyuan of the fans who were hysterical because they saw the singer at the concert held in Gongti.

On the river surface, the back began to turn up gradually.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Soon, the face was revealed. It was a very pale face, as if it was covered with a layer of putty, sticky and white, and it was still dripping down the chin.

When he opened his eyes, streams of white thick liquid overflowed from the corners of his eyes, completely covering his eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled out two pieces of yellow paper and folded them into a bundle.

But Tan Wenbin beside him was completely numb.

"Zhuangzhuang!"

"Hey!"

Almost as a reflex, Tan Wenbin immediately took out a match to light a fire and helped Li Zhuiyuan light the yellow paper.

Li Zhuiyuan waved the burning yellow paper in his hand, muttered in his mouth, and finally stuffed the half-burned yellow paper into the bowl of yellow wine at his feet.

Tan Wenbin lit the small candles arranged in advance one by one.

The placement of each candle was calculated, including the arrangement of the sacrifice position, which could not be changed. The three nails were pulled out, but not all of them were pulled out, so there was still room for things.

This move was just asking for a slap in the face and then a sweet date.

If you can talk, then we will talk. If you can't talk, then sooner or later you will go crazy and become a disaster if you stay here, so we can only have a head-on confrontation.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the wine bowl and sprinkled it on the river.

Then he stretched out his left arm for Tan Wenbin to hold, and closed his eyes, seeking a state of half-asleep and half-awake walking in the Yin.

Many spells are actually useful, including the mumbling and jingle of his own grandfather, but the purpose of these spells is to "communicate".

But is there any other way that can be better than walking in the Yin directly?

When you can directly apply the formula, there is no need to deduce the process step by step.

"We have no ill intentions, we just come to talk to you. First, please don't float up to disturb the living, and second, please tell who taught you to arrange.

If you cooperate, the nails will be nailed back for you, and we will go our own way in the Yin and Yang roads; if you don't cooperate, from tonight onwards, one of us will have no way to go in the future."

When Li Zhuiyuan handed his arm to him, Tan Wenbin had been counting down in his heart. Finally, he finished, and then immediately shook the boy hard.

Li Zhuiyuan was forcibly awakened, breaking the previous shallow state of walking in the Yin, which was a layer of insurance he took for himself.

Although he has learned how to control the death, he is just a beginner. He is not confident enough to use it now.

His head is a little dizzy and a little painful. This is the symptom of forcing external force to break the Yin. Fortunately, he had a splitting headache with A Li before, so this is nothing at the moment.

The words have been passed on. Next, it depends on Zhou Yong's choice.

Zhou Yong slowly turned around, turned his back to everyone, and then slowly moved forward in the river.

"Brother Binbin, why don't you go back."

"No, it's impossible. I want to protect you."

"Oh, you chose it yourself, don't regret it."

"How can I regret it? I won't!"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the arrangement on the ground, signaled Tan Wenbin to clean up, and then followed on the shore, while Runsheng walked in the river.

Tan Wenbin used his hands and feet to extinguish all the candles, and then took a sack to throw all kinds of things such as bowls and plates into it, and then carried the things and ran to catch up. He didn't want to miss it again.

Fortunately, Runsheng was in the river, and even if Xiaoyuan was his brother, he couldn't tie him up and throw him into the reed marsh.

After walking for a while, Zhou Yong got on the shore.

It was obvious that he was walking home.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled Runsheng's vest and signaled him to slow down. When the three of them slowed down, Zhou Yong, who was walking in front, also slowed down. He was waiting.

He wanted to take the three of them home.

After clarifying his meaning, Li Zhuiyuan patted Runsheng on the back, and the three of them returned to normal speed.

When they came to the small dam of Zhou Yong's house again, the three of them stopped and Zhou Yong stood in front of the door.

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

He knocked the door gently with his head.

After a while, the lights in the house came on.

Through the thick crack in the door, you can see someone appearing in the door, followed by a series of crisp sounds of unlocking.

"Squeak..."

The door of the house was opened.

Standing inside was Zhou Yong's wife.

The woman stood there quietly.

When I saw her during the day, she was lying in the cotton wool under the mat.

Although it was night now, with the light in the house, I found that not only her eyes, but also her nostrils, ears, and nails were all covered with cotton wool like weeds.

It seemed that these cotton wools were not attached to her body, but grew out of her body.

The woman stepped aside and Zhou Yong walked in.

The woman continued to stand by the door without closing it, as if waiting for guests to enter.

Runsheng looked at Li Zhuiyuan, and Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

He was here to have a conversation. Since the other party had brought him and others to the door, there was no reason not to go in.

Runsheng, who had just entered the house, glanced to the right, and then his body trembled, obviously startled.

This was the first time Li Zhuiyuan saw Runsheng behave like this in such a situation. He also walked into the house and looked to the right.

The girl had come out of the rice jar, and she stood there, as if welcoming her father back.

The girl's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were filled with densely packed rice grains.

At the same time, rice grains were also embedded on the girl's arms, legs, hands and feet exposed outside her clothes.

These white rice grains were still falling off, but the number of falling grains did not decrease, as if rice grains were growing out of the girl's pores one by one.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhuiyuan's breathing became short at this moment.

The last person to come in was Tan Wenbin. He fell behind because he was packing up, and it was night, so he consciously protected Xiaoyuan with Runsheng, one in front and one behind.

After entering, Tan Wenbin also looked to the right, then opened his mouth. Before he screamed, he put his hand into his mouth and bit it hard.

This was a real bite, and it was bleeding. There was nothing he could do. At this time, the strong fear made him feel no pain.

Zhou Yong walked to the dining table and sat down.

The dining table was old, and there were many boards nailed on it for repair. As for the chair, it was also a bit rough and uneven.

However, because the ground was made of soil, it was bumpy, and it was meaningless for the chair to be flat.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down opposite Zhou Yong, Runsheng sat on the left, and Tan Wenbin sat on the right.

The woman and the girl went to the kitchen.

Soon, the sound of the bellows being pulled and the sound of the spatula colliding came from the kitchen.

But from the kitchen door, there was no fire or the heat of cooking.

Zhou Yong, sitting on the chair, half lowered his head.

"Tick-tick-tick..."

It was the sound of pus dripping from the corner of his eye.

Because the potholes and muddy ground are more likely to accumulate into small puddles, soon a crisper "diduo" sound came from below.

Li Zhuiyuan handed his hand to Runsheng, and Runsheng understood and held it.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and tried to walk in the underworld again.

Liu Yumei had reminded him that walking in the underworld too much is not good for people and it is easy to get lost. He knew it himself, but he couldn't change it, just like persuading smokers to quit smoking and alcoholics to quit drinking. He listened, but he still smoked and drank.

Li Zhuiyuan succeeded in walking in the underworld, because when he raised his head again, he found that Runsheng and Tan Wenbin, who were originally sitting on both sides of him, were gone.

But Zhou Yong still sat there with his head down, motionless, without speaking, responding, or expressing.

The only dynamic change was that in the kitchen, you could see the fire and heat, and you could hear the "sizzling" sound of frying oil.

The smoke and fire in the underworld are the most frightening to ordinary people.

Li Zhuiyuan vaguely guessed that something very bad might happen next.

After waiting for a while, Zhou Yong still didn't speak, which meant that Zhou Yong didn't plan to communicate now.

He seemed to be waiting for a process, a very simple and hospitable custom:

To talk about things, eat first.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. Li Zhuiyuan knew that it was Runsheng pinching him. He closed his eyes and tried to find the feeling of floating up. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to reality.

Pulling his hand away from Runsheng, gently kneading to relieve the pain, it was also a signal to Runsheng that he was back.

Looking at Tan Wenbin on the right again, he saw that he was sitting straight. If nothing unexpected happened, he had never sat so straight in class.

At this time, the expected development occurred.

The woman came over with two dishes in her hands.

Both dishes were meat, but I didn't know what meat dishes they were made of. Li Zhuiyuan saw fur and tails on them.

The woman returned to the house and brought two more plates of vegetarian dishes. The color of the vegetarian dishes was not green, but a bit like the shape of fried tender bamboo shoots. If you look closely, you can see the forks.

Most people have had the experience of eating at home and finding their mother's long hair in the dishes.

But here, it was the cotton wool growing from the woman's body that floated into the dishes and was fried into this shape.

Li Zhuiyuan began to miss the birthday banquet of the cat-faced old lady. Although the dishes were really unpalatable, they at least looked good.

The four dishes in front of him were already very scary just by looking at the dishes.

Even Runsheng frowned at this moment. You know, Runsheng's requirements for food are very low, but no matter how low, there are still some requirements.

Tan Wenbin widened his eyes and kept looking at the four dishes.

The woman brought the rice bowls, four large bowls, four small bowls, and four pairs of chopsticks.

The large bowls were full of rice, all raw, probably scooped directly from the rice jar.

The four small bowls were for wine, but the wine was black, and there was a black earthworm-like thing wriggling in each bowl.

After distributing the big bowls and chopsticks to everyone, the woman went back into the kitchen, probably for more delicacies.

The girl stayed here and put her finger in her mouth.

Zhou Yong lowered his head and looked at his daughter.

The girl also raised her head and looked at her father.

Runsheng didn't understand, and Tan Wenbin looked confused, not knowing what the father and daughter were communicating.

Li Zhuiyuan understood.

He stood up and said with a smile: "Let the children come to the table to eat together, it's okay."

Runsheng and Tan Wenbin understood immediately.

Runsheng: "Yes, come to the table to eat together."

Tan Wenbin: "Yes, yes, yes, let's eat together."

The girl walked towards the table while sucking her finger.

The boy noticed that she seemed to be walking towards him.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately pointed to Tan Wenbin's side: "Come, little sister, sit with this handsome big brother."

Tan Wenbin: "..."

The girl paused for a moment, and sat down on the bench next to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin felt a chill from the back of his head to his tailbone.

Zhou Yong raised his chopsticks and pointed at a dish.

Li Zhuiyuan, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin also raised their chopsticks, and everyone pointed at the dish together.

The silent performance was like a pantomime, but everyone could imagine the dialogue that should be matched with each action.

Zhou Yong picked up a chopstick, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and continued to point at the dish.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a chopstick and put it in Binbin's bowl.

Tan Wenbin picked up the food in his bowl and put it into the mouth of the girl sitting next to him. The girl opened her mouth and ate it.

He felt that he was really smart and responded so tactfully.

However, Zhou Yong personally picked up a chopstick of food and put it into Tan Wenbin's bowl, then looked at the girl. The girl lowered her head, as if she was blamed for being ignorant.

Tan Wenbin looked at Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng for help, and found that both of them avoided his sight.

There was no way, Zhou Yong's diligent "gaze" was right in front of him, forming a huge pressure.

Tan Wenbin could only pick up the chopsticks and pick up the food in the bowl. When he was about to put it into his mouth, he suddenly realized that he had just used the chopsticks to feed the girl, and it was stained with the girl's saliva.

If it was like this during a normal meal, he wouldn't care about anything, he wasn't so squeamish.

But the problem was, this girl looked like... and he had to share a pair of chopsticks with her?

Zhou Yong spread his hands and raised them up.

Tan Wenbin's smile was uglier than crying. He put the dish into his mouth with tears and chewed it.

Zhou Yong was satisfied.

There were four wine bowls in front of him. He picked up the wine bowls and handed them to the guests, first to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up, pointed at himself, and compared his height, saying, "Uncle, I'm still a child and can't drink."

Zhou Yong nodded, and then handed the wine bowl to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin could only take it and put it in front of him. He would never drink this thing!

But the next moment,

Zhou Yong picked up his own wine bowl and clinked it with the wine bowl in front of Tan Wenbin.

Then, Zhou Yong raised his own wine glass and drank it all.

Then he turned the wine bowl upside down and pointed.

Tan Wenbin took a deep breath, and when he reached out to pick up the wine bowl, he quickly pinched his little finger and thumb, and squeezed the long earthworm in the wine bowl out.

OK, drink it, fight!

When he was about to drink the wine in one gulp, Zhou Yong took it away.

Tan Wenbin was overjoyed. Yes, I am also a child, a senior high school student. My brain is very important and I cannot drink alcohol.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yong put his palm upside down on the wine bowl and shook it. When he took his hand away, there were more than a dozen earthworms crawling around in the bowl.

Zhou Yong pushed the wine bowl in front of Tan Wenbin, stretched out his hand, and patted his chest again.

Tan Wenbin: "..."