Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou's smile was subtle and reserved, but there was an unkind taste in it.

Sikong was puzzled.

"You kid, what's the bad thing holding there again?"

Lin Shou's gaze drifted back to the mountain, and he arranged the wonton fillings on hand and placed them in the incubator.

"Well, maybe I have to wait a little longer."

...

Back mountain, pigpen.

It is said that it is a pigpen, but it is actually an area designated by the system for black mountain wild boars in captivity.

There is no scourge of feces and urine everywhere, but green grass and flowers everywhere, all of which are plants with certain medicinal properties that are beneficial to the growth of black mountain wild boars into qualified food.

A drunk Black Mountain wild boar was lying on the ground, snoring loudly, with a small pile of scented broad beans resting in front of his head.

The Lord Shan was lying on the pig, and his eyes fluttered with the pig's belly, as if he was in some kind of sage's time.

——This picture can be said to be quite impactful.

Cough!

As the name suggests, the task Lin Chou handed over to Shan Ye was really to "catch pigs."

Speaking of driving pigs, there is still an allusion. It is said that the Queen Mother Galeries Lafayette is most keen on driving pigs.

She likes to eat a dish "white sliced ​​meat". It is necessary to choose a piglet that has been carefully raised. A few days before the slaughter, it will be fed with special Chinese herbal feed. Two hours before the slaughter, a special eunuch must be sent to take the board. Chasing pigs around the yard, the board is of course used to hit pigs, and it can only fall on the pig’s butt, until the pig can’t run until the slaughter starts, so the trained pig Blood Essence is concentrated on the back butt. The pig's rump is used to make white slices of meat and it tastes particularly delicious.

Hmm-Lord Shan was indeed cheated by someone Lin.

Not to mention that the dignified Prince Dashan did the work of a little eunuch, but this "rush" can't do it.

In order to speed up the blood circulation of the pigs, Lin Chou specially asked Shan Ye to feed some wine-soaked broad beans. As a result, Huang Dashan fed too much without paying attention.

The Black Mountain wild boar is almost the only alien animal that can be bred non-toxic and harmless by ordinary people. What is the biggest feature?

eat!

lazy!

This is the ultimate home pig that claims to have enough food for a lifetime to stay in the same place without moving its nest.

Do you expect it to get up and exercise when it is full and drunk?

Don't even think about it!

The good guy fell on the board and didn't have any other reaction except for two hums. He dragged his ears and ran for a long time, but his hind legs didn't bring you up at all.

Tossing for a long time, all the energy was in vain.

Master Shan was so angry that he throbbed hard, but the Black Mountain wild boar still didn't move-he was drunk!

But looking at the color of the butt again, it is estimated that a lot of blood vessels in it have been pumped out.

Shan Ye lay down for a while,

"Ma Maipi, I can only come back with a pig..."

This time, Lord Shan has learned to be smart. He sprinkled two handfuls of broad beans and stopped eating. He picked up the board and slapped.

"Run! It's for Grandpa Dashan to run!"

This little black mountain wild boar, who looked to weigh two hundred catties, stood upright with his big tongue thrown out, staring at the broad bean pocket in Shan Ye's hand with a particularly stubborn look.

"I said, your mother..." Huang Dashan was confused, and after thinking about it, he realized that it was wrong, "The grass...has got daddy in..."

Huang Dashan suddenly had an idea,

"Yes!"

Turned around and found a pole to tie it to the pig's back, and then hung a cloth bag full of broad beans in front of the pole, just half a meter in front of the pig's head.

This time is good, perpetual motion machine appeared.

The stupid Black Mountain wild boar rushed forward with his head stuffed, and the stupid Huang Dashan rushed to chase after him. Yan returned to the mountain suddenly full of joy.

"Smack~"

"Papa~"

"Papa Papa~"

Huang Dashan looked at the fertile pig butt swaying from left to right like a short-legged Corgi who was struggling in the snow, with a lewd smile on his face... well... looking forward to it.

"Oh, it's been a long time since Linzi has handled the ingredients so carefully. Tsk tsk, just think about it, just slobber!"

"Catch pigs or something is a bit more difficult for others, and only your mountain master can accurately complete tasks of this degree of difficulty, and there is no problem with your grandfather mountain..."

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning hahaha..."

Huang Dashan didn't think there was any Losing face.

The face of God's horse!

What is Face?

How much is a catty in circulation?

Can you eat it as a meal?

Huang Dashan has even estimated a good price for himself. Anyway, he has a thick skin. Face must be enough. If he sells his skin, it is estimated that he can trade for a salted chicken in Lin Chou's place...

So Huang Dashan became more interested, and he pumped more vigorously.

"Smack~"

"Papa~"

"Papa Papa~"

"Oh yes, don't use too much force."

This thing also pays attention to a skill. Pumping is just an attitude. It has a positive attitude towards the pig, making it feel a slight pain in the back buttocks.

The board must not be heavy, or if the board is pulled down and the flesh is separated, it will be all over, and even the blood vessels will not be broken.

This is like a whip candle between men and women. The equipment must be professional as well as professional. A slight pain can excite these guys.

If it hurts...

Go ahead, fools will play with you.

Shan Ye feels that he is that kind of professional-although this product is not the same as the one who feels the pain-who makes the Queen's strong.

In short, for about an hour or so, Shan Ye finally felt satisfied after looking at the two rounds of crescent-shaped pig ass.

"Hey, this is probably the ass that Lin Zi wants...Ah...Who is it to me...Ah...Lonely as snow!"

...

"My butt is here... Bah... Linzi, your butt... Bah... Linzi, the butt you want is here!!"

Huang Dashan Le Taotao sneaked in with two pigs’ hind legs, and threw them on the chopping board.

"Look at this flesh color, rose red, look at these blood vessels, none of them are cracked, how are they?"

Lin Chou admired Huang Dashan's pan with a black face, and Huang Dashan smiled shamelessly and happily.

"Hey, walking, daddy chased the pig for more than an hour, he was hungry!"

Lin Chou reached out and ordered some pork.

It was very hot, and the muscle fibers were still trembling slightly.

"its not right!"

This is a bit too vivid.

Lin Moumou listened, and there seemed to be a faint scream of something in the back mountain.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Shan Ye scratched his head for a while,

"Where can I do it, I did everything as you said, nothing is wrong, I will bring it for you after I remove the hind legs, look at this meat!"

Lin Chou reminded me every word,

"You, forget, slaughter, pig!"

Huang Dashan suddenly realized that he took a sharp knife from the kitchen board and went out.

"I'm going to kill the pigs now."

Everyone: "???"

Is there something wrong with this dialogue sequence...

Forgot to slaughter the pig?

and many more...

Where did this pair of pork legs come from? ?

Sikong, who lacked life experience the most, reacted for a long time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Fuck! This bastard!"

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