Chapter 4825: I'm timid

The lively voices outside gradually lowered, and the town once again returned to the silence of the night.

Feng Chenglin was so bored that he took all the chopsticks and fiddled with the serial patterns on the table.

As soon as he knew it, he was disrupted by Ling Luoyu's book.

"Fatty, go!"

Feng Chenglin was a little confused: "Where to go?"

Ling Luoyu turned to the back kitchen leisurely: "Go and see our Mr. Zhao... see if he is still alive!"

"You finally remembered him!"

Feng Chenglin jumped up and rushed into the backyard first.

As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I couldn't help but stop suddenly: "I fuck..."

Ling Luoyu stood still behind him: "What a strong smell of blood!"

I don't know, I thought they were in the slaughterhouse now!

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which choked the nose.

Feng Chenglin covered his mouth with his sleeves, frowning and turning his head: "San Shao, don't you think it is a bit...quiet here?"

There is no wind, no sound.

Only the well water swayed with the reflection of the moonlight, folded out on the surrounding flowers and trees, swaying unsteadily.

Otherwise, this place is like a dead city where no one has set foot for a thousand years, no one inhabits, and a dead silence.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu motioned towards the front calmly.

Feng Chenglin saw the old shopkeeper who was motionless.

He turned his back to the two of them and sat cross-legged on the ground. In front of him, a person lying on the ground was vaguely visible.

It's just that the figure looks thin and shriveled.

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin trembled a little--

If that human figure is Zhao Sheng who has been skinned and drawn, wouldn't it be bloody?

If it looks like this, it is estimated that you can't eat steaks for a year!

Who knows that Ling Luoyu still struggles with his lips: "Go, you are a man!"

Even if it is disgusting, you have to be a man, right?

Feng Chenglinsheng has no love to face: "...Three young masters, this...is this kind of thing divided between men and women?"

It's not the fruit body that shows you, so what man and woman do you want to talk about?

Who knows Ling Luoyu's serious eyes: "I am a woman, I am timid..."

"..."

"Innately timid!"

"..."

When it comes to this, what else can Feng Chenglin say?

You can bear the nausea and bite the bullet!

His right hand was secretly full of animal power. He did not directly go, but carefully touched it from one side. He did not dare to look away from the human figure on the ground, for fear that if one is not careful, he will hit something that should not be seen. thing.

The light flickered, and a stream of light flashed across the well head, gliding across Ling Luoyu's eyes in an instant.

She looked sideways, her pupils shrank, calmly looked at the old shopkeeper facing her back, and quietly walked towards the well.

In the well water, something seemed to be shaking and jumping.

As for Feng Chenglin, he also moved to the side of the old shopkeeper, and he could already see what was in front of him.

After a glance, the whole person is a bit bad:

"Three... Three Young..."

Ling Luoyu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked sideways.

Feng Chenglin's tone is very wrong!

It seems to have seen something that shouldn't be seen!

He also looked up at the same time, and after meeting Ling Luoyu's gaze, he kept winking and motioned her to come over.

Ling Luoyu hesitated, and finally did not look at the light in the well, but walked towards Fengchenglin.

"what happened?"