Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

The father and son had a friendly talk inside the house.

Suddenly, the backyard burst into flames.

"Damn it! What's the situation?!"

The father and son looked at each other suspiciously.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A tall and straight figure walked in slowly against the light.

Fat Dad squinted his eyes to identify it carefully, and then patted Xiaopang's thigh, "Hiss! Why does this man look so much like my brother, where is your uncle?"

Xiaopang twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, "Isn't it my Uncle Fu!"

"Brother Fu, it's not light yet, why are you here?" Xiaopang asked suspiciously while holding a candle.

Unexpectedly, the moment he opened his mouth, he was slapped on the back of the head by Fat Daddy, "What's your name, brother, uncle! It doesn't matter whether it's big or small."

Fat Dad asked Xiaopang to light the lamp in the house, while he sat on the bed in a godlike way, "Brother, why are you here?"

Fu Yan took a step forward, and sat on Fat Dad's bed with a smile, "I'm lying on the bed tonight, tossing and turning, unable to sleep..."

Fat Dad: "..."

I suspect you are playing me.

Fu Yan: "I just wanted to go out for a stroll, but I walked to your house before I knew it."

Fat dad: "Yes, during the day, you put magnets on your legs."

Fu Yan: "I thought I'd come here, so why not come in and have breakfast."

Fat Dad: "Well, you're not welcome."

Fu Yan: "When I came in, it was just in time for you two to chat and talk about each other..."

Fat Dad: "Yes, try the newly bought wig."

Fu Yan: "I don't think it's too intense. Forget it, let's go to the backyard and burn the flowers for you."

Fat Dad: "That's right, it's time to burn... Wait... What did you say you burned?!"

Fu Yan sat close to his buttocks, covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered, "The camel orchid in your backyard."

Fat Dad: "..."

This manpower owes a lot!

Went to his house to burn flowers in the middle of the night!

The fat dad bent down to pick up his cloth shoes, and threw them over to Xiaopang who was lighting the candle, "Light the fucking lamp! Hurry up and put out the fire!"

Only then did Xiaopang remember the flames he saw just now, he slapped his thigh, and hurriedly ran to put out the fire with a bucket.

Only Fat Dad and Fu Yan were left in the room, relatively silent.

Fat Dad: "You said you were full... why are you burning that stuff? Don't you know how to play with the fire?!"

Fu Yan raised his legs and sat cross-legged on the fat father's bed, "Didn't this pee on your bed?"

Fat Dad: "..."

He wants to hit someone.

never mind……

Can't beat it.

The fat dad glanced at the dark green marks on Fu Yan's suit pants, and he said, "You are..."

Fu Yan: "Oh, just in the village, two evil spirits were trampled to death."

Fat Dad: "Step on... step on to death..."

Fu Yan nodded and smiled.

By the time Xiaopang finished fighting the fire, it was already dawn.

He didn't take a break for a moment, and entered the house non-stop, cooking for the two ancestors in the house.

Xiaopang took a kitchen knife and came to the chicken coop, staring at the little male, the little mother, the little father-in-law, and the little mother and mother in the nest, with a sad expression on his face.

"Don't look at me, I'm helpless too, it's Brother Fu who wants to eat you, remember to seek revenge from him for the first seven times you come back!"

"If you don't know the way, I'll draw a map for you later..."

"Your child, I will raise it well and make it an upright chicken!"

Xiao Pang babbled at the broiler, but Fu Yan suddenly appeared behind him.

Fu Yan tilted his head and smiled kindly, "What are you talking about?"

Fatty was almost scared to pee.

He smiled awkwardly, "I said it's their luck that you can eat them."

chicken:"……"

Pooh! unlucky!

"Oh."

Fu Yan nodded, and then took out two round eggs from his pocket, "Steam another egg custard, less salt."

Xiaopang took the egg in a daze, "This...is this?"

Fu Yan smiled, "I just picked it up in the chicken coop."

"They may not be straight chickens, but they can be a bowl of egg custard with just the right amount of salt and light."

Fatty: "..."

No bro!

You listen to me explain...

Fu Yan left the kitchen, returned to the bed, and continued to sit cross-legged and play chess with Fat Daddy.

"You didn't take advantage of my absence to regret the game, did you?"

Fat Dad: "..."

Fat Dad: "No, brother!"

A broken backgammon, with a total of more than a dozen pieces on the board, what regrets does he have!

Fu Yan gave him a distrustful look, "Then why am I about to lose!"

Fat Dad: "..."

Because of your food!

Fu Yan: "This game doesn't count, start over."

Fat Dad: "..."

Every time you lose, start over.

Your heart and eyes have grown up!

After eating breakfast, Fu Yan played at Xiaopang's house until three o'clock in the afternoon, and almost wiped out his house, so he reluctantly left.

Xiaopang is going with Fu Yan, and he has to go back to the village to get his father some medicine.

Fu Yan didn't tell Xiaopang about the village, as this would lack the joy of digging.

The two returned to the village.

The village today is exceptionally quiet.

Every household closed their doors, and there was no one on the road.

Although it is broad daylight, it also makes people feel hairy.

Fu Yan strode ahead, Xiaopang followed on tiptoe, "Brother...don't you think the village is strange today?"

Fu Yan: "Don't be afraid, there will be more strange things in a while."

Fatty: "..."

what does it mean?

It sounds so intrusive!

Fu Yan didn't take Xiaopang to Zhou Mansion to get medicine, because no one would come to distribute medicine today.

Fu Yan abducted Xiaopang directly to his home.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiaopang was stunned.

"Brother... Is your house too lively..."

He didn't care who this handsome young man was, but what happened to the two evil spirits in the room!

One evil spirit was plucked and bald, and the other was simply made into charcoal...

Is Brother Fu playing so wildly in private...

At this time, it was only ten minutes before four o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that it was about the same time, Fu Yan asked Xiaopang and Zhou Yufeng to carry Zhang Chongxue and Lin Moli on their shoulders and prepare to set off.

Fu Yan took the two of them and strolled to the center of the village.

On the open space in the center of the village, there is a ready-made large firewood pile.

Every time the evil spirits are burned, the villagers will build new ones for the next use.

Directly in front of the firewood pile is a stand four or five meters high.

Fu Yan asked Xiaopang to throw Zhang Chongxue's body on the firewood pile.

He took Zhou Yufeng and the mummy Lin Moli to the high platform.

Fu Yan covered Lin Moli's body with a white cloth and asked Zhou Yufeng to stand by.

The time is getting closer to four o'clock.

The whole village was dead quiet.

Xiaopang felt a little flustered inexplicably, "Brother...what's the situation now?"

The hour hand jumps at the last frame.

At this time, it was exactly four o'clock in the afternoon.

The streets were deserted.

Fu Yan: "Damn it, people who are late are the most annoying."