Captain Huang was close to Xiang Li and heard her words.
After a pause, he silently put down the chopsticks in his hands.
By the way, he winked hard at his teammates.
Soldier: "Captain, what's wrong with your eyes? Are they twitching?"
"..." I see you want to be whipped.
Buza looked over: "Why don't you eat meat?"
Fatty: "Uncle Buza, we ate dry food to fill our stomachs. We are not hungry now."
Buza ignored Xiang Li and the others, but kept picking up food for the three researchers sitting next to him.
"The dolls eat hard, the meat tube is enough!"
The bespectacled man’s lips were stained brightly by grease. He tucks his tongue and reminisces: “This meat tastes slightly muttony, but it also tastes chewy like beef. Coupled with the unique smoked aroma, it makes people want to stop eating it. "
"Uncle Buza, what kind of meat is this?"
"What meat?"
Buza chewed greedily, revealing his black and yellow teeth while turning his mouth, and grease splashed onto his wrinkled old face.
"Rice meat."
Man with glasses: "Rice meat? This is the first time I've heard of it. Is it marinated with lamb meat? It's a special craft in the village?"
Buza: "Yes..." The old man's mouth was filled with food and he vaguely brought up the topic.
The man with glasses turned to look at the female researcher: "Look, no ingredient can escape the test of my tongue!"
The man in the shirt next to him rolled his eyes.
At this table, Team Xiangli and Captain Huang did not eat meat, and the player named Wei Heng did not eat meat.
Xiang Li brought the black-faced steamed bun to her mouth, pretending to be eating it, and secretly used her powers to bring the black-faced steamed bun back into space little by little.
There's nothing wrong with the black-faced steamed buns, but who knows what the kitchenware used to make them has been steamed before?
I feel sick just thinking about it.
Her eyes roamed around.
The villagers ate the meat with great gulps, and the little boy in the middle just grabbed it with his hands, but no one said anything to him.
After finishing the bacon on the table next to him, the little boy shouted: "Dad, meat! I want to eat meat!"
The sixty-year-old man next to him shouted, and someone brought a steaming bowl of sea.
Another round of eating and drinking.
"..."
The boy's voice was very loud, and everyone here also noticed it.
The fat man gave a thumbs up: "You get stronger when you get older."
A row of women by the fence also ate. Someone took a big wooden spoon for feeding pigs, scooped out a ladle of clear porridge that could reflect the figure, and poured it one by one onto the broken bowls they held in their hands.
The rickety women straightened their upper bodies to receive their meals, revealing their slightly bulging bellies.
As soon as the porridge arrived in the bowl, they rushed to bury their faces in the broken bowl and started to drink.
Twitch toward the pear forehead.
"Why aren't those women on the table?"
The table fell silent.
Everyone looked in the direction she was looking. In an inconspicuous corner, a group of women huddled up, drinking porridge from broken bowls.
Buza understood: "How can a woman serve on the table?"
Female researcher: "We are also women, how can we serve food on the table?"
Buza chuckled: "You two girls are different, different..."
There was a commotion in front, and it was a short man toasting with a cup.
He put his hands on the shoulders of an old man and grinned: "Brother Shan, thank you, you have to eat more tonight!"
His eyes turned to the row of women.
"Sister-in-law didn't come?"
Shan Na: "Have you forgotten? She just gave birth to a baby, and she can't get up from the bed."
The old man took a sip of wine: "She was crying and fussing at home, and almost couldn't bring her things out. I gave her a good beating, so she will be honest at home."
The short man nodded: "It should be beaten. Don't be careless when offering sacrifices to gods!"
Sacrifice?
Are you talking about that earthen pot?
Xiang Li looked at the black earthen jar on the high platform, which was the size of a basketball and sealed with red cloth.
Suddenly, there was a bulge on the red cloth, which quickly returned to flatness.
The speed was so fast that she suspected that she had seen it wrong.
But the agility attribute of up to 27 points told her that the sacrifices in the jar were indeed living creatures.
It seems that I have to find time to find out what is inside and what is going on with this god.
There is an evil spirit inside and outside the village. I don't know what these people are planning.
But Xiang Li secretly felt that Amucun and the mutated banyan tree were inextricably linked.
At this time, the short man's face was black and red from the alcohol. He raised his glass and walked to Xiang Li's table.
He spoke loudly and put a hand on the female researcher's shoulder: "Bu, Uncle Buza, here's a toast to you! Our good things today...all depend on your connection...I..."
Buza shouted: "Okay! You are drunk, what nonsense are you talking about!"
The short man chuckled, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
The female researcher had a bad look on her face, thinking that the man was drunk and started talking nonsense, and brushed the hand off her shoulder.
Xiang Li was thoughtful.
The banquet came to an end and the villagers had mostly left. Buza stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
"Babys, come with Uncle Buza and have a good rest tonight."
After returning the same way, the old man led everyone to an adobe house and pushed the female researcher's back: "This female doll is resting at Azhu's house."
"Azhu! Open the door!"
squeak——
It was the short man.
"What?" The female researcher was shocked, "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Buza: "Azhu's family has the best house in the village. Uncle Buza has selfish motives and hopes you can sleep comfortably at night."
After hearing Uncle Buza's explanation and thinking of the preferential treatment she had received after coming to the village, the female researcher let go of her inner vigilance.
"Forget it, this sister and I can live in the same room." She grabbed Xiang Li's sleeve and refused Uncle Buza's differential treatment.
The short man raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but Buza stopped him with a look and muttered in a low voice: "Smelly bitch, you don't know what is good or bad."
The female researcher didn't hear clearly and gave him a confused look.
Xiang Li and others heard it clearly.
Uncle Buza divided them into groups of two and sent them to the villagers' homes next to each other.
When Xiang Li passed Captain Huang, he whispered: "Don't sleep to death at night."
The man nodded slightly.
The people in this village were too blatant and unconcealed in their malice. He was not blind, so he had already sensed something was wrong.
However, he had the same idea as Xiang Li and did not fall out on the spot.
Firstly, there were so many people in the village that it was not time to fall out; secondly, as a soldier, with his integrity, he could not take advantage of them before they did anything evil.
Here, before Xiang Li could remind her, the fat man, the doctor and Rong Ye winked at her——
Boss, I understand!
"..."
Xiang Li naturally followed the female researcher.
Buza took the two of them to the end of the village and knocked on the door of the small adobe house.
Buza: "Open the door!"
Xiang Li heard the deep and shallow footsteps inside.
squeak - squeak -
The broken wooden door screamed. Looking towards the crack of the open door, the room looked like a terrifying black hole that swallowed people.
The female researcher subconsciously breathed softly.
"Hello?"
A broom hit her head!
"Get out of the village! I don't welcome outsiders here! Get out!"
A shriveled old lady with a limp rushed out the door and beat them with a big broom.
"Get out of my house! Get out of the village! You stinking foreigners!"
The two of them were forced back by the old lady, and they were in a state of embarrassment.
"Agou's family, what are you doing!" Buza yelled.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just move in. Agou's daughter-in-law is very smart. If she beats you again, tell me that her son is dead and she owes someone to take care of her!"
Buza picked up the cigarette stick and hit the old lady on the head.
The old lady trembled, silenced, and stood at the door waiting for the two of them to come in. Seeing her cloudy eyes staring straight at her, the female researcher couldn't help being startled and quickly looked away.
Buza watched the two people enter the house, smiled, and closed the door.
The old lady raised her skinny finger and pointed to a room with a half-open door and said, "I don't want to see you, so close the door tightly at night. Don't come out and obstruct my eyes."
After saying that, he hunched his back and got into his room.
Winked at Li.
The female researcher sighed tiredly: "This old lady has such a bad temper. I should have known she should live in another house."
Xiang Li didn't say anything, so the female researcher asked for trouble, went into the room, pulled back the quilt, and fell asleep.
…
In the middle of the night, Xiang Li heard two steady breathing sounds in the room and turned over to get up.
Target, village entrance.
