Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

It was already afternoon when Fu Yan left Pang's house.

He ate and drank enough, and walked away with a large handful of camel orchids.

Fu Yan bid farewell to Fat Dad and walked to the door.

After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "By the way, what is the name of the patriarch's wife who was burned to death?"

The fat dad leaned on his chin and thought for a while, "It seems to be... Jasmine, Lin Moli."

After Xiao Pang settled down with his father, he went back to the village with Fu Yan.

On the way back, Fu Yan knew the way.

So the two walked faster.

Fu Yan: "If you don't go home to see your father, why are you running away with me?"

Fatty: "..."

Xiaopang raised the two gourds pinned to his waist, "I'm going back to the village to get medicine."

Fu Yan: "What kind of medicine?"

Xiaopang has become accustomed to Fu Yan's amnesia-style questioning, and subconsciously rationalized his behavior.

Fatty: "Every day around four o'clock in the afternoon, people will organize people to distribute soup and medicine at the gate of the patriarch's house, and every household must go to collect it."

Fu Yan: "What is the effect of this medicine?"

Xiaopang: "The patriarch said that ordinary people can strengthen their bodies if they drink it, but evil spirits will burn their whole body like a fire."

"This can not only protect the villagers, but also prevent the invasion of evil spirits."

Hearing this, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Your patriarch knows a lot."

When Fu Yan and Xiaopang returned to the village, Zhang Chongxue and two strong young men were distributing medicine at the gate of Zhou's house.

There are two full wooden barrels half a person's height, and they are full of decoction.

The villagers lined up consciously with pots and pans.

Two young men pushed the cart and transported the wooden barrel to the main entrance of Zhou Mansion.

The two worked together to lift the medicine barrel down, put it on the ground, and then slowly lifted the lid of the barrel.

The bitter medicinal fragrance instantly wafted into the air, and there was also a faint fishy smell in it.

The villagers' eyes lit up when they smelled the fragrance of the medicine.

They stared at the medicine barrel in front of them with burning eyes.

Even Xiaopang unconsciously licked his lower lip.

The two young men who helped distribute the medicine drank a large bowl each, and then began to fill the villagers with medicine.

Fu Yan and Xiaopang are in the middle of the line.

Fu Yan did not bring a container for the medicine.

Xiao Pang hesitated for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and gave Fu Yan a gourd.

In this way, he can only fill half a bowl less, woo woo woo so sad.

Fu Yan also took Xiaopang's gourd without any politeness.

The team is moving fast.

After a while, Fu Yan and the others were lined up.

Xiaopang inserted the funnel he had prepared into the gourd, and raised the container in his hand with a smile, "Big Brothers, give me more, there are two people in my family."

The young man holding the medicine trembled like a cafeteria aunt.

He glanced at Xiaopang, and said disdainfully: "Heh! Everyone wants to fill up more, and there are only so many medicines. After you finish filling up, others can't fill up! Why don't you just give it to you!"

After the young man finished speaking, his hands trembled even more.

A spoonful of decoction was full, but he forced him to spill half a spoonful of it, leaving only the bottom of the spoonful.

Xiaonian poured the soup base from the spoon into Xiaopang's gourd.

He intentionally tilted the spoon while pouring it, and he spilled half of the soup that was not much, "Okay, next one."

Xiaopang shook the gourd which had just passed through the bottom of the gourd.

There are two people in his family, but this medicine is not enough for one person to drink!

Usually when the patriarch is around, each villager can fill a large spoonful of medicine.

The patriarch knew the situation of his family, and every time he would ask the elder brother who filled the medicine to fill him enough for two people.

Today the patriarch is not here, and the big brother who holds the medicine is not here either.

These people are starting to skimp on their soup.

Xiaopang was a little unhappy in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, "Brother, give me some more, you can see that the medicine has spilled out."

"My father is inconvenient to move, and the patriarch knows it. I usually take it back after taking it back. Could you please give me some more, okay?"

Hearing this, the young man gave Xiaopang a white look, and reluctantly took another spoonful.

Seeing this, Fatty quickly handed over the gourd.

Xiaonian filled up the medicinal soup, just about to show off his hand-shaking skill again.

Fu Yan grabbed his wrist.

Fu Yan squeezed his arm, smiling kindly, "This hand is so disobedient, why not cut it off."

Young man: "..."

When I went to the thatched cottage last night, this young man was also there.

When he saw Fu Yan talking and laughing with his own eyes, he broke Liu Sijie's neck.

Fu Yan's smile now is exactly the same as last night.

The young man grinned and smiled awkwardly at Fu Yan, "Listen...obedient..."

Fu Yan let go of the young man's wrist.

The young man was so pissed, he filled his and chubby's gourds to the brim.

Zhang Chongxue kept twisting his waist and stood at the door of Zhou's house.

She buttoned up the newly applied nail polish, and looked up from time to time.

When she saw the villagers queuing up and the medicine in the barrel, her face showed obvious disgust.

She watched the villagers get the medicine impatiently, and her eyes flicked back and forth on the young male villager.

this is too short...

that is too fat...

what! This man is so ugly...

From the looks of it, Fu Yan is still the one who agrees with her the most.

It's a pity that this man is nothing.

Zhang Chongxue's gaze was always on Fu Yan.

But seeing that Fu Yan didn't even look at her, he felt very humiliated.

She folded her arms, stomped her feet angrily, and turned her head into the room with the posture of a little girl.

Fu Yan noticed Zhang Chongxue's greedy gaze.

There are too many people who are greedy for his body, and she still can't rank up.

Xiaopang hugged the full gourd, and he could not close his mouth happily.

He grinned his mouth, narrowed his eyes into slits, looked at Fu Yan, and said happily, "Brother, you are awesome."

Fu Yan snorted, "I'm not just awesome, I'm simply unearthly, handsome, and I'm so cool that I pull my hair out of the sky."

Fatty: "..."

what!

as long as you are happy.

Xiaopang finished filling the medicine, bid farewell to Fu Yan, and went home happily with the gourd in his arms.

After Fu Yan waited for Xiaopang to leave, he strolled into Zhou's residence alone.

The courtyard of Zhou's residence is very large, and there are a few servants here and there, all of whom are NPCs.

Because Fu Yan often walked around Zhou Zhai before, all the servants in Zhou Zhai recognized him, so naturally no one stopped him.

Fu Yan went from room to room in Zhou's residence.

When I walked to a corner to the west, I saw a locked room.

Take a look, take a look.

In broad daylight, the world was bright and bright, and suddenly a locked room appeared.

Isn't this to induce him to do good deeds!

Fu Yan stepped forward and squeezed the door lock.

With a 'click' sound, the door lock fell.

Fu Yan pushed open the door and walked in swaggeringly.

This is a room covered with white gauze.

In the middle of the house, there is an old-fashioned rocking chair.

A thin folded quilt was placed on the rocking chair.

There was a faint fragrance of jasmine in the room.

There are two pots of very lush jasmine on the window sill.

Close to the side of the window sill, there is a dressing table made of mahogany.

On the dressing table is a very smooth polished mercury glass mirror upside down.