"Caught it, hurry up...
Bang bang bang, ouch ouch ouch...
Okay, stab it quickly, kill, towards the heart..."
The noise woke Cheng Qianxun from his sleep.
The left and right sides were already empty, the floor was still spread haphazardly, but no one was there anymore.
No matter what, she quickly climbed up, walked to the window, and looked out through the cracks in the wooden boards.
After seeing it, he felt relieved, turned around and went to his room to find clothes, put them on and went downstairs.
"It's really useless."
Jeffrey, who was dressed as a domestic slave, sneered at Rudolph: "You said you were very good at killing people, why is it so difficult to kill a pig?"
Rudolf was still using a basin to catch the blood in front of the slightly twitching fat pig.
He rolled his eyes and said, "This is a pig, not a human.
Do you know where the pig's heart is?"
He stabbed twice but failed to reach the exact location.
The only option is to bleed.
Regel, who was at the door, was laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
His mission was to catch the pig, and his special ability came in handy.
He easily held the pig down, tied its four feet, and got here.
"Why are you killing the pig?"
Cheng Qianxun walked out, but Sneijder stopped her.
"This place is dirty, so don't go there.
Just wait and eat the fried pork chops."
Sneijder also stood aside and said with a smile.
It seems that his task is to fry the pork chops.
She looked around: "Where's Gordon?"
Sneijder pointed upstairs: "We are looking for money to pay for firewood and a banquet.
If we can't find it, we can only use half a pig and a sheep to pay for it."
"Enough food for three months."
Cheng Qianxun smiled bitterly: "It's only enough to fill the bottomless pit of the church for a few days."
Sneijder was also helpless: "There is no other way.
I don't want to cause trouble, so I can only do this."
At this time, Rudolf handed the knife to Jeffrey: "The pig is dead, you can't do nothing.
I poured out the blood, and you took out all the pig's waste."
"Pig's blood is also delicious."
Cheng Qianxun wanted to keep the pig's blood and make blood soup, Maoxuewang and so on.
This kind of pure natural product shouldn’t be too good.
"It's still down."
Regel had a little difficulty holding Rudolph's basin, so he stepped forward and easily took it and walked to his own vegetable patch in the yard: "The pig's entrails were all buried.
You must know that the devil's servants drink Bloody, if someone sees it, they won’t think of us as wizards.”
"What a pity."
Cheng Qianxun could only watch as a large pot of pig blood was used as fertilizer for watering the ground.
The blood was poured out by Regel.
Rudolf turned around and saw that the pig was still intact and immediately sneered: "Aren't you very powerful?
Why don't you deal with the pig?"
Jeffrey held a knife in his hand and looked at the fat black pig weighing more than 500 pounds in front of him with disdain: "Killing is an art, how can I kill a pig with my hands?"
"Okay."
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Rudolf went over and grabbed the knife: "I'm not asking you to kill the pig, but I'm asking you to take it out and drain it into the water.
I don't have the guts at all.
I don't expect you to cut the body into pieces."
"Tch, who says I don't have the guts to take it?"
Jeffrey said hard and raised his hand.
He motioned to give him the sharp knife.
Cheng Qianxun laughed: "Rudolf, you should take care of it.
This little guy is already a headache.
Do you plan to let him kill people in the future and then take out the entrails and dismember them?"
"I won't dismember the body.
It's dirty and tired."
Jeffrey's words gave everyone a little comfort.
It seemed that in the future, those killed by him would at least leave whole bodies.
Then Jeffrey laughed conspiratorially.
A smile that looked like he had stolen a lollipop: "Just throw the corpse into a large meat grinder and process it with other meat into feed.
Wouldn't it be more undetectable?"
Damn, this little pervert will be a disaster sooner or later "Forget it, I'll do the pigs today.
The sheep will be killed in a few days.
I'll leave the sheep to you."
Rudolf squatted down and pressed the pig's abdomen with his hands, tapping it from time to time.
Jeffrey looked on curiously: "What are you doing?
Massage the dead pig.
Will this make the meat better?"
"I was looking for a place where it would be easier to cut, a place without bones..."
Rudolf finally found the location, stabbed the knife suddenly, then grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled back sharply.
The pork belly was pulled apart immediately.
Red and black things were leaking out from inside.
"Oh, wonderful" Jeffrey clapped his hands.
Rudolf stood up as if he was done.
He looked sideways at the boy next to him and shouted: "Jeffrey."
"What are you doing?"
Jeffrey raised his head slightly, his blue eyes looking innocent.
Rudolf said with a serious expression: "I have professional needs, why are you looking like this?
It seems you should take some medicine."
Jeffrey originally wanted to curse a few words in return, but he swallowed his words because Rudolph suddenly had an ax in his hand.
Rudolf handed the ax to Regel, who came over and said, "You'll have to work hard next."
"Okay."
Reger took the axe, grabbed the pig's tied hooves with the other hand, and carried it to the wood pile for chopping firewood with one hand, and started to split the fat pig with the axe.
Cheng Qianxun shook her head: "I'd better go to the fields to find some edible vegetables."
She found a basket, put it on her arm, and walked to the private plot.
Some of the vegetables in the fields are ripe, and some are not yet ripe.
This is probably to prepare them for war and famine, and to provide food for a certain period of time.
There are tomatoes, potatoes, and beans.
Cheng Qianxun began to pick edible beans, boil them in water and add some salt.
In this era, there are no supermarkets or barreled oil.
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Maybe use some fat pork to boil a little lard and keep it for about ten days, so it will be a little oily every time you cook.
After picking all the way, the basket is almost half full, which should be enough to eat.
She raised her waist, tapped her sore waist with her hands, looked around, and saw the cemetery not far from the vegetable field.
Ted was buried there yesterday.
The soil in that area was clearly plowed, and it was obviously different from the plain and slightly smooth soil next to it.
This poor guy became the first to die.
But the bald man who killed him was also burned to death at night.
I wonder if these two people can meet again, and if they do, will Ted beat the bald head up?
Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly with a bit of sadness in her heart.
She picked up the basket and was about to leave, when suddenly a hand suddenly stretched out from the soil, and moved slightly like a claw convulsively.
This startled Cheng Qianxun, and the basket in his hand fell to the ground.
Half of the freshly picked beans inside were dumped.
Yes, it's a hand.
Just like a corpse about to emerge from a grave, his hands are working hard to dig up the soil.
"Gordon, Regel..."
Cheng Qianxun cried out: "Everyone, come quickly."
"Snort, snore, snore..."
Ted, covered in mud, sat at the dining table, like a half-reincarnated starving ghost, gulping down the batter.
Cheng Qianxun looked at the beans curiously while playing with them.
When everyone came running over just now, Ted had climbed out of the grave.
When everyone was worried that he would be a zombie, he sneezed hard and spit out the dirt in his nose, looking very embarrassed.
Now everyone believes that Ted didn't turn into a zombie or anything, but was actually resurrected.
"More," Sneijder said, holding a pot.
Turn the pot almost upside down and pour all the remaining batter into Ted's bowl.
"Thank you."
Ted thanked him and continued eating.
I was hungry all day and all night.
You must be very hungry indeed "Oh, you eat so much."
Jeffrey sat across from him, holding his cheeks in his hands, looking curiously at Ted who was resurrected from the dead: "I was also shocked by the way you crawled out of the grave. ” Gordon, who was cutting up the pork chops on the side, said: "Don't eat too much at once.
Be careful of damaging your stomach.
There will be pork chops later."
"I wonder if there is still a hole in his stomach."
Jeffrey blinked: "How does it feel after you die?
How did you come back to life?"
Ted temporarily put down the bowl in his hand and lifted up the front of his muddy clothes.
There was no scar on his chest.
This is a miracle He picked up the bowl again and recalled while drinking: "I remember after I died.
I could hear you clearly, but I couldn't see it, as if I was in another world.
Then you buried me I didn't breathe, I didn't even feel anything, so I didn't feel out of breath.
It felt like the weight of the earth was very comfortable and light.
Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up, all my feelings came back.
Fortunately you didn't bury me deeply, otherwise I would really be dead."
Reger poured the slightly scalding water into the tub and walked out of the small room.
He clapped his hands and said, "Go take a shower first.
People from the church will be here at any time."
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"Okay."
After Ted drank the last bit of batter in the bowl, he stood up and went to take a shower.
Jeffrey watched Ted walk into the bathroom that had been converted from a storage room.
The corners of his mouth drooped slightly as if he were sad.
He murmured softly: "It's over.
I thought two were dead, but one is still alive."
Come over here" "Damn boy, you are tired of living."
Gordon raised the knife for cutting pork chops angrily: "If you dare to say such things again, I will chop you up first.
Remember, you are not allowed to kill each other, everything is left to fate. " "I know, I didn't kill him."
Jeffrey looked at the pork chops that had been divided into about five or six pieces on the chopping board: "Can you fry one piece first?
I'm starving."
Gordon continued to cut: "Wait, let's eat together" Jeffrey immediately shouted: "I am a child and I am growing.
You cannot do this to me."
"You don't look like a child, you look like a little devil," Gordon said angrily.
"Even the devil has to eat, I'm hungry."
Jeffrey shouted, just like other children of the same age who shouted hungry and insisted on eating.
At this time, he finally looked like a child.
"Okay, let me cook it for you first."
Sneijder took a pot, grabbed the freshly cut pork chops, and started frying them on the fire.
"I'm starving to death, oh" Jeffrey put his hand on his stomach, frowning and complaining of hunger.
Everyone went to bed very late and hadn't eaten breakfast yet.
The sun was already in the middle, so it would be strange not to be hungry.
At this time, Reger walked up to Cheng Qianxun and tapped her gently with his finger.
Cheng Qianxun, who was playing beans, thought that Reger was joking with her.
When she raised her head and looked over at Reger's suggestive expression, the smile on her face condensed. . .
Jeffrey didn’t know when he became transparent again
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