Rules Strange Talk: I Have A Death Prompt

Look at the text on the yellow paper.

Shen Mu suddenly felt a little puzzled.

Because of those words.

It is clearly the five taboos of pig butchers in ancient Long Kingdom.

In this regard, countless off-site audiences were also stunned.

"Hey, what's the matter with this rule, why are they all killing pigs?"

"Yeah, I didn't understand either."

"Good guy, does it take so much effort to kill a pig here?"

"Those upstairs, I can see that you are young people. Those are not the rules in the dungeon at all, but the rules of killing pigs in the ancient Dragon Kingdom.

"Ah!? What the hell?"

"Yes, the correct answer upstairs is that my grandfather is a pig butcher. These are indeed the traditional rules of our Long Country pig butchers!"

"+1 from upstairs, my grandfather is also a pig butcher, I heard him say these rules, it's true!"

"Fuck, isn't it, there is such a thing?"

"So only the older generation knows about it."

It is not difficult to see in the discussion.

There are many people who are not aware of these ancient rules.

The reason.

It is due to modern mechanical production.

The status of a pig butcher has already been banned.

Therefore, most of the people who know these rules are over sixty years old.

But that doesn't mean the tradition is gone.

in the mouth of the old man.

Those old codes can still be heard.

even in modern society.

There are also some rural households that continue such rules.

As for Shen Mu.

Although he is not the kind of old man who has experienced many vicissitudes.

But for the tradition of the Dragon Kingdom.

He is still very proficient.

After all, the rules set by the ancestors cannot be forgotten.

However compared to these.

Shen Mu cared even more.

Why do such rules appear in dungeons.

Or to be precise.

Why did it appear in this closed-loop village.

"DE......

So, he pondered a little bit.

Two possibilities were analyzed.

The first.

The five taboos of this group of butchers are actually the relics of the Zhao family.

That is.

Zhao Cuixiang's father, Zhao Guangzhu, was originally a pig butcher.

In order to remind himself, he recorded the rules of his ancestors on this piece of paper.

So after his death.

These rules became relics and fell into this drawer.

But if so.

Will this set of rules apply to Heaven Designated in the instance?

It has become the biggest problem in front of us.

And the second possibility.

This set of rules is itself a custom rule for Heaven Designated.

simply put.

This is the rule in the world of rule monsters.

Only this time.

It just adopted the tradition of the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom.

But think here.

Shen Mu felt something was wrong.

If.

This set of rules can be applied to Heaven Designated.

Then the craft of killing pigs........

How to deal with it?

To know.

Looking at Heaven Designated around the world, I am afraid there are not many who can kill pigs......

And among those Heaven Designated.

There are also many female compatriots.

Let women kill pigs?

No matter how you think about it, it's unlikely...

Leaving aside the lack of tools for killing pigs, let's not mention it for now.

Just the point of "female~||person".

That would be unfair to Heaven Designated.

Could it be that.

Has Weird started playing Mai Tai yet?

"Hiss, it shouldn't be...

That's right.

Designated as the strongest Heaven.

Shen Mu never underestimates his opponents.

He believed that Weird would not resort to such dirty means.

so now.

He has to figure it out.

After all, this set of rules is Zhao Guangzhu's relic.

Or true Heaven Designated rules!.

Therefore, he first put this piece of yellow paper into his pocket.

Because anyway.

Rules are now in place.

Then he has to pay attention to it.

Then wait until the yellow paper is put away.

Shen Mu continued to search in this mourning hall for a while.

But there are apparently no other clues here.

Simply, he turned around and left the mourning hall.

"Squeak...

"Boom."

With a doorbell.

Shen Mu returned to the courtyard again.

However, at this moment.

In the dark mourning hall, a figure suddenly appeared.

Light through the crack of the door.

It actually reflected a shining sharp knife.

But these.

But no one noticed.

Even Shen Mu is completely unaware of this.

Because at this time.

He has come to another room with an open door.

look around.

There is only a simple stove here.

One end is connected to the kang next door.

The other end is connected to the chimney.

There are also some scattered firewood and boards around.

On the other hand, it is on the top of the stove.

It is a large iron pot with a mouthful of eight seals.

And next to the iron pot.

There is also a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Obviously, this is Zhao's kitchen.

As for the dishes.

There is a high probability that Cuixiang prepared dinner for him.

But think of it here.

Shen Mu also curled her lips very reluctantly.

I complained in my heart.

〃 My f-cking surname, Shen, is considered worthwhile in this life, and I can still eat ghost-made meals. hehe..…….."

So, after some helpless self-ridicule.

He immediately opened the lid of the pot.

The heat inside burst out immediately.

The aroma hits the face in an instant.

Shen Mu lifted his nose and smelled it.

"DET.......

It smells so good.

It doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost.

In short, Cuixiang's craftsmanship is really amazing.

The pot is full of small chickens stewed with mushrooms.

There are still millet pancakes on the edge of the pot.

(Cheno's) Just looking at it is enough to make people salivate.

Anyway, Shen Mu is really rude.

Pick up the bowls and chopsticks directly.

The raid mode was activated on that pot of food.

However, this scene appeared.

However, the hearts of the audience outside the venue were frightened.

"Fuck! God Mu, you really dare to eat it!"

"You can eat the food made by ghosts?"

"Oh my god, this is really a bold artist! You dare to put anything in your mouth.

"Brother Shen Mu, you are really my dear brother, aren't you afraid of poison in the food?"

"Good guy, the Faun is really big enough to match"

The discussion was full of helplessness and anxiety.

What's more, he directly covered his face and dared not look at it.

But about this.

Shen Mu didn't care at all.

It's still delicious.

(PS: Thank you for your support, the author, thank you.).