Except for the market at the foot of the mountain, the old woman has never been out of the village in her life. Where have she seen such a shameless girl
These years are getting better and better, so there is no need to worry about food and drink. It should be put in the early years when they were short of clothing and food, and such a greedy and cheeky woman would not be able to marry.
The old woman is superstitious by nature, and she is the most diligent in worshipping gods in the village, and she is uninterrupted every day.
Because of the good life at home, he is also one of the best in the village. The family believes that there is an old woman who is religious.
Every day, not only does she take good things to worship, but also the younger son and eldest grandson of the family also change it for her from time to time.
The two fishes like today were caught by the grandson in the ditch. The water quality of the rivers in the mountains is clean and sweet, and you can drink it directly. The fish raised are plump and delicate, and Zhu Yang knows it is a good thing at a glance.
She used to scold the dog for sparring with the system in her heart, but now she doesn't feel it anymore. Seeing the beautiful environment here and the delicious and authentic local specialties of the village, it feels like a game has sent her to experience the style of a farmhouse.
Zhu Yang planned to re-eat all the good flavors of the farmhouse in his memory, so his eyes became more and more hot when he looked at the big fat fish in the hands of the old woman.
Seeing this, the old woman couldn't help but hide the fish's hand behind her back. Is this the fish her grandson caught in the river? Bodhisattva hasn't eaten yet, how can this delicious bandit be as cheap as yesterday
Thinking of this, the old woman turned around and left, planning to wait for the gluttonous woman to leave, and come back to worship later.
But how could Zhu Yang do what she wanted? As soon as the old woman turned around, she knocked down the statue.
The stone statue slammed on the concrete platform with a loud bang. The old woman turned around in horror and saw the gluttonous woman resting on the altar with one hand.
With a smile, he said to her, "Woman, is there no reason for you to pray to God and worship Buddha? You can turn around the delicious food in front of the Bodhisattva, and how about taking it away? You see the Bodhisattva is in a hurry."
The old woman was almost scared to death, and she scolded: "You are going to die, you are heartless - don't blame the Bodhisattva, the sores and pus are under the hob. Find the perpetrator—"
Zhu Yang poked out his ears, impatiently listening to the old woman's chatter more neatly than black people singing rap. To be honest, a lot of people are talking about racial talent these days.
That's because young people have little knowledge. When any funeral in the countryside is held, you go to the mourning hall? These old ladies can cry and sing for three hours without any water.
Seeing that the old woman was so excited about her words, Zhu Yang squatted down and grabbed the head of the stone statue and set it back to its original position.
But her pointed fingernails did nothing, and in front of the old woman, she slowly cut out two slits on the stone statue's face, from the eyes down, like two tear marks.
While digging, he looked at the dumbfounded old woman and said: "The big fish of the grandmother can't go, can't go. Wrap it in egg liquid, dip it in bread crumbs, fry it in oil until it is golden and crispy, and the Bodhisattva under the tree is crying. , adults and children love to eat, three bowls of rice in one sitting is not enough."
"Woman~~~" Zhu Yang's fluttering voice was like a ghost urging a soul, and the old woman shuddered: "The Bodhisattva said he was crying."
Zhang Xin, who was on the side, was almost stunned by her. At this moment, the strange idol had been tossed by Zhu Yang beyond recognition.
The original greedy and weird grin on his face was cut out with two tears and turned into an emoji.
But this thing looks evil at first glance, didn't you hear what the old woman said? This guy is quite good. He threw and slapped the taboo like a fart. Zhang Xin had no doubt that if the woman didn't give in, this bastard could screw off the head of the idol for the sake of two fish.
Zhang Xin is scared, let alone the old woman? As soon as her legs were weak, she knelt down, repeating guilt and guilt.
I wanted to call someone, but it turned out that the bandit mother-in-law had already put her hand on the Bodhisattva's head, for fear that she would do something wrong, and how many things she brought, all twitched and placed in front of the Bodhisattva.
As soon as it was set, the bandit took the fish away: "Madame, thank you! The Bodhisattva will bless you, do you see how happy he is?"
The old woman raised her head and almost fainted. It turned out that the corners of the Bodhisattva's mouth had been cut into the roots of the ears again.
Seeing that the bandit swaggered away with the fish, the old woman finally couldn't help sitting under the tree, patting her legs and crying—
"Sorry~"
Because this old woman is going crazy in the village every day, no one is surprised if she does anything, and people passing by don't bother to ask.
When Zhu Yang left, he still did not forget to cover the stone statue with red cloth again. These people did not dare to take the hijab easily.
Zhu Yang threw the fish to Zhang Xin, and the two came to the house selling pork.
This pig was slaughtered because of the family's wedding two days ago. There are still a lot of pigs left, all of which are fragrant and glutinous pork.
Zhu Yang bought 20 to 30 kilograms in one go, including tenderloin, pork belly, ribs, and hoof, but because Mrs. Wang's house did not have a refrigerator, she could not take it away at one time, so she made an appointment to come and get it every time she wanted to eat.
The family was not happy at first, and they didn't want to deal with Mrs. Wang's family inside and out, but Zhu Yang paid generously, more than double the money per catty of meat than if it was sold in the town.
They reluctantly agreed, but they had to promise that at most the two children of the Wang family would come over to get the meat. If Mrs. Wang came, they would not open the door.
Zhu Yang spent hundreds of yuan to buy these pork, but these things are also cheaper to sell at the market at the foot of the mountain. Such a good local pork in a big city is more than three times more expensive.
She spent thousands of dollars on this morning's extravagance, which is equivalent to more than 0.1 points. Thinking about the millions that have not been spent in the real world, she wondered whether the game was helping Is she saving money
This house has just finished the banquet recently, and many of the condiments that have been purchased at home have not been opened. , Zhu Yang asked them to transfer to himself.
The family was naturally happy, so they packed bottles and jars of various spices and chatted with Zhu Yang and the others.
The situation of Mrs. Wang's family was not good in the village, which was obvious, so Zhu Yang brought the topic to this point and made some inquiries.
Sure enough, when they mentioned their home, the villagers seemed to be quite resentful, but they refused to say the specific reason. They just kept scolding the woman for being selfish. widowed etc.
Speaking of this kind of peach gossip, an old lady in the yard and her two daughters-in-law chatted happily.
It is said that Mrs. Wang's family had a good life in the village. Her husband had business acumen, and he even contracted a fruit orchard at the foot of the mountain.
However, men turn bad when they have money. They often go to town to eat, drink and socialize in business, so they raise a mistress and take her directly home.
On the contrary, Mrs. Wang, the head wife, has to serve her husband and the mistress like an old mother. The three children in the family are also pitiful, and there are occasional conflicts with the mistress, and their father slaps them indiscriminately.
"Three? Isn't there only two sons in Mrs. Wang's family?" Zhu Yang asked.
One of the daughters-in-law was the fastest and said, "Where, when her family was still there—"
Before she finished speaking, she was bumped on the arm by the sister-in-law next to her, and the daughter-in-law closed her mouth and changed the subject.
Later, Zhu Yang also pieced together the general situation in the chat. It is estimated that something happened later, which directly or indirectly led to the death of Mrs. Wang’s husband and the third child at home, and none of the three children. The Wang family came from the village. The wealthy became what they are now.
And that incident made the whole village feel bad about Mrs. Wang's family.
Everything in the gossip room was also packed, and the two boys who had brought things home also came over. Seeing that it was almost lunch time, Zhu Yang also returned to Mrs. Wang's house with a group of attendants.
Zhang Xin didn't dare to tell the two boys that Zhu Yang might have provoked a taboo here. She was a little lacking in decision, but it was impossible for her to survive several games without her advantages.
She is a careful person who can observe her words and expressions. Although at first glance Zhu Yang is provoking trouble everywhere, but looking at her quiet questioning skills in the yard just now, it can be seen that this person is not blindly relying on the unknown how to get here. Such a reckless idiot with such a strong physique.
When I returned to the Wang's yard, Mrs. Wang also just came back from the ground, and saw that there were suddenly so many things in the kitchen, and several chickens and ducks were running in the yard.
She was silent for a while, and didn't ask any further questions. Zhu Yang told her that she wanted to eat twice-cooked pork with pickled vegetables, braised eel, and those crabs wrapped in starch and fried as snacks.
Crabs are small crabs in the river ditch. They can be eaten crispy even in the shell. They are wrapped in egg liquid and stained with bread crumbs. The child next door is crying.
"By the way, the duck comes out after dinner. Do you have pickled radishes at home? Make a sour radish old duck soup and start stewing it from the afternoon. It will be delicious and rotten when the children come back from school."
"Alas!" Sister Wang responded, an imperceptible smile flashed across her lifeless face.
As soon as you talk, you can wash rice and cook rice quickly. Rice is the new rice this year. It is not as round and full as those in the supermarket. It looks good, but it is much sweeter than eating. taste.
Zhu Yang asked two boys to go to the kitchen to help with chores. Is there always a fire? I also buried a few sweet potatoes in the stove ash, and the baked sweet potatoes were delicious.
The only time Zhu Yang gained weight in her life was when she went to her aunt's house for a month when she was six years old. She roasted sweet potatoes on the stove every day for her to eat. When she got home, she became a little fat girl. Zhu Weixin was crying and asked her aunt to pay her back. His sister, he didn't want to exchange her for such a fat girl. After being beaten by Zhu Yang, he realized the familiar feeling before accepting the fact that his sister became a fat girl. .
Cooking rice is not an electric pot, but steamed rice. First, cook the rice until it is cooked and not sticky. This state is called raw rice. Then it is washed and steamed in a steamer. The steamed rice grains Clearly sweet and chewy.
The rice soup is also delicious. Put some sugar in it, which is much better than the messy milk tea drinks sold all over the streets in big cities.
Mrs. Wang's work was quick and easy, and it didn't take long to prepare a table of dishes. In addition to the double-cooked pork and eel pieces that Zhu Yang wanted, she also fried fresh bamboo shoots and shredded pork. The bamboo shoots were dug up by Mrs. Wang, and there was a fish. Fragrant eggplant, fried tender corn kernels, mixed with garlic cowpea, and a stir-fried seasonal vegetable.
Now that there are enough seasonings for meat and vegetables in the kitchen, it is natural not to delay the performance of Mrs. Wang. When Zhu Yang ate chicken last night, she knew that Mrs. Wang's homework skills must be good.
The dish is cooked so well with limited seasonings, the heat is controlled extremely accurately, and it is such a sizzling cauldron in the countryside that it is excellent to stir fry and heat, and naturally it tastes better.
The two fish from the old woman have not been caught yet. I plan to make pickled crucian carp at night and keep them in a bucket.
When the other two girls came to eat at lunch time, they were immediately pleasantly surprised when they saw the fragrant food on the table.
They thought they would spend the ten days with clear porridge and side dishes, but the pungent smell immediately made people move their index fingers.
The two sat down and moved the bowls and chopsticks and were about to eat, when they saw that the dish in front of them was suddenly removed and replaced by a pot of boiled potatoes and two tortillas.
The two suddenly looked up and saw Zhu Yang who was sitting opposite: "This is your lunch, don't make a mistake."
Qi Qi's temper was the most explosive, and when she heard the words, she became angry: "Why? When will it be your turn to become a newcomer? You think you will be prestige after two men run for you, right? This is not your home. In your school, can you distribute the meals prepared by the master?"
Zhu Yang shrugged: "Yeah, just because I paid for these dishes, other people didn't pay for it, but they helped to cook. Do you look like such a generous person?"
When the two girls choked, they were unable to refute, but they didn't suddenly think of this guy's extravagant use of points to exchange for money.
Instead, I suspect that these guys signed up for the group, and the sum of the money of several people is enough to buy these things, but this means that they have been excluded from the small group of players in such a short morning.
The funny thing is that the leading player is still a new player. Could it be that the three of them have a hole in their brains
Zhang Xin and Fang Zhiyuan felt that Zhu Yang was a bit inhumane because of their cannibalism, but it didn't make sense for them to speak to the two girls so generously.
In reality, it's just a matter of multiple pairs of chopsticks, but the money is a little bit involved in points, so it's heavy.
When the two girls saw the other people bowing their heads and eating silently, they became more and more depressed, and the panic of being pushed out suddenly hit their hearts.
This is not a matter of being excluded twice in reality, as long as the heart is strong enough, it is a big deal to be alone.
Once other players form a group in the game world, information cannot be shared, and you won't do anything with you. Although players are prohibited from attacking each other, stumbling on the ground you don't know can be fatal.
The two of them had an undisguised sneer at Zhu Yang in the morning, but now they are thinking about it, and they don't dare to throw chopsticks and leave, that is, they are completely deadlocked with other players.
The two ate tasteless boiled potatoes and glanced at Zhu Yang from time to time, thinking that the initiative was taken over by this newcomer, but in such a form, they would have to bow their heads temporarily.
Zhang Xin looked at the lawsuit between the two of them and took a deep breath in her heart. What is the origin of this person in reality
Even if there are no extra words at all, you can see that she is domineering and willful, but in less than a day, these old players have become around her, for her to be driven by the front and back.
Of course, Qi Qi and Fu Yuan were still lingering in their hearts, but in her opinion, it was a sure thing. As long as they continued to exert pressure, they would have to bow their heads before tomorrow.
It's just a small matter now, but in her opinion, a set of action patterns has taken shape, and what's even more terrifying is that everyone doesn't realize it.
Because when Zhu Yang built the group structure headed by her, she could not see any traces of intentionality, and she herself was light-hearted, just like eating, drinking, and even metabolizing her instincts.
Sure enough, after lunch, Zhu Yang said that he was going to go fishing by the river, and this time all of the group fell.
It was Zhu Yang who walked at the front, with the attitude of a village tyrant, and the people behind were holding fishing rods, buckets and small benches.
The fishing rod was borrowed by someone in the village. They said it was borrowed, but it was actually bought. The family refused to borrow it, so Zhu Yang simply bought it for twenty yuan.
Rural fishing rods are generally made by themselves. The strong and tough bamboo is used as the rod. You can buy a large bag of hooks and lines for a few cents. The goose feather pipe is cut into small pieces to make floats, which are also very useful.
When I came to the river, the water of the stream was clear and cold, I put on a small stool and sat under the bamboo forest, and there was no summer feeling at all.
At noon, Mrs. Wang also brought a large bowl of fried crabs to make snacks. Zhu Yang even pulled some bamboo leaves, recalling the boat that her grandfather taught her to make when she was a child.
After trying several times, I finally succeeded. I put the two-finger boat on the river and let it float away. It was such a boring thing to play for an afternoon.
Several other players were also relaxed by her bachelor's hedonistic attitude.
Fang Zhiyuan said: "In reality, being able to live quietly in the mountains for ten days is really a luxury vacation."
After all, in such a primitive place, just walking in the car will have to toss you to death, but the game is a matter of closing and opening your eyes.
Farmers who went home in the afternoon asked them to go back early, saying that there were water ghosts in the river, and it was nothing to play during the day, and they must not approach when it was dark.
When he said this, the clumps of waterweeds in the river that had been clearly visible to the bottom suddenly became strange and enchanting.
A few people saw that it was not too early, so they packed up and prepared to go back.
As a result, they met two children who went home at the entrance of the village. When they saw Zhu Yang, they ran over, holding a large bag of mulberries spread out on their clothes and some wild mountain peaches in their hands.
The mulberries are all purple and black, oily and full, and the mountain peaches are only the size of an egg, but Zhu Yang remembers that he has eaten this kind of peaches. Although they are not as sweet as the peaches of good varieties, they are very fragrant and delicious.
When the group returned home, the two children found the bamboo dustpan at home to wash the mulberries and peaches, and put them in front of Zhu Yang.
Zhu Yang likes smart children who do things quickly, so he greets them to eat fried crabs. Seeing that their mother doesn't object, the two children sit down like stools and eat mulberries under the crabs.
After a while, Sister Wang will also prepare dinner. The old duck soup that has been simmered for an afternoon and two large pieces of pickled crucian carp are strong enough to eat.
I fried another piece of shredded fungus. The fungus was picked from the rotten wood piles by the river when they were fishing in the afternoon.
Add a few seasonal dishes for a mouth-watering dinner.
Naturally, the two children were really spoiled, but Sister Wang taught them very well. Today, Zhu Yang and the others saw that most of the boys in the village were sloppy and rude.
When they saw a few strangers, they pointed at them impolitely, but the two children of the Wang family were very polite in everything they did.
Zhu Yang likes to eat fish, but he never picks the fishbone by himself. He has a younger brother at home, an aunt outside, and a follower at school.
In the last game, there was still an ex-boyfriend lurking on the side and waiting, but now don't expect to have such a winking person.
On the contrary, she was the child next to her. Seeing that she stretched out a few chopsticks to the fish, and seeing the thorns in it, she threw the fish away, so she went to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks again, and helped Zhu Yang pick up the thorns.
Zhu Yang was very satisfied, and finally began to eat well.
Halfway through, I asked Sister Wang and the others, "I heard that you can go to the market tomorrow?"
Sister Wang nodded: "Yes, tomorrow is the market day, but the town is very far from here, about three hours away, do you want to go?"
Zhu Yang nodded: "Go and see what fun there is!"
When the other players heard her plan, Zhang Xin hurriedly said, "Don't forget—"
The words are not finished, but the meaning is obvious. The game task is to survive here for ten days, so she took the initiative to run out to find death.
Zhu Yang said indifferently: "It's just for a market, not to run, I'll be back at night. Could it be that it still cares where I go to spend time? It's too lenient."
Isn't the game management too wide or not as a player
Seeing their cautious appearance, Zhu Yang waved his hand: "It's not clearly stipulated that you can't go out to play, don't worry, that dog is still very flexible."
This was determined by Zhu Yang early in the morning. The game itself is not run by rigid rules or data systems. Since it does not give all kinds of rigid restrictions, it means that the original intention is to encourage players to continuously trigger new fun.
If you dangle and fish like this every day, within two days, the game will find something for you to do, so Zhu Yang is not worried that he will be obliterated as soon as he leaves the village. return.
Just like in the last game, Li Li mentioned that some players were sent back from abroad in order to avoid ghosts.
Zhu Yang speculates that 90% of the game may not easily obliterate players, and will only make adjustments when out of line.
Everyone saw that she didn't care, and it was not easy to talk too much in front of the people in the game, so she could only give up.
After dinner, Mrs. Wang went to clean up the kitchen, and the two children lay on the stone pier outside to do their homework, but during the period, Zhu Yang saw them secretly giving the money they got in the morning to their mother.
Still two full five dollars, not a cent spent.
It was relatively peaceful tonight. It is estimated that the faceless ghost was afraid of being beaten last night and did not dare to come.
When Zhu Yang listened to the gossip of the women in the village today, she kept wondering who the female ghost appeared at night, whether it was the missing daughter of Mrs. Wang or the mistress.
The little three is okay, the daughter's words—
No, no, it must be the little three, with that enchanting combing posture and malicious atmosphere, how can a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl behave like that
The next morning when she got up early, breakfast was ready. When Zhu Yang saw that the two children didn't go to school, she heard Mrs. Wang mention that it was Saturday and the two primary school students were on vacation.
After hurriedly eating breakfast, Mrs. Wang went to the field to pick a lot of seasonal vegetables, tied them in small bundles, and planned to pick the town to sell them.
In general, farmers in the peasants would sell a la carte eggs to subsidize their families when they went to the market, but this place was too far from the town and could not make a lot of money, so it was obvious that Mrs.
Regarding the matter of going down the mountain to go to the market, several players thought about it all night and still didn't plan to go out, not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.
That Zhu Yang is going to die without anyone carrying a bag, so he arouses elementary school students without any morals.
Said that if the two children helped her carry things, they would buy the necessary stationery from them when they went to town.
The two little ones were naturally happy, and the three of them, together with Sister Wang, went out together.
There are still many villagers who want to go out to go to the market on the market day, but when they see Wang's family from a distance, they avoid it, and those who are mean even spat on the ground.
No one in the village had a car, but there was a tractor, so it was impossible to carry Mrs. Wang and the others.
When the tractor passed by Zhu Yang, she also saw an old woman who was sitting on it, bringing her chickens and fish.
When Zhu Yang saw the people, he greeted them warmly: "Woman, where are you going to the market? Do you want to buy good things for the Bodhisattva? Buy more!"
When the old woman heard this, she trembled like a convulsion, and pointed her finger like dead wood in a panic.
There was a middle-aged man who looked like her son with a national character face and looked a little dignified here. He glanced at Zhu Yang, and then looked at his old mother. His face suddenly showed a thoughtful expression, but he did not speak.
Zhu Yang's physique is now strong, and it's not a problem to walk more than ten miles in one breath. Sister Wang and the others are used to walking, so they can walk like flying.
When a few people arrived at the market, it was less than nine o'clock, which was a lively time.
On the roadside, there are films on the side of the road, where they put their own vegetables, poultry meat and eggs, as well as people selling rice and snacks, and even cats, dogs and pets.
Those who do business in the town will naturally not miss this day. They set up racks to sell barbecue, vegetarian dishes for fifty cents, and meat dishes for a piece. There are also selling balloon candied haws, and there are even candy kneaders.
Zhu Yang felt that the time had returned to when he was a child, and he actually spent most of the day in the market with great interest.
At noon, I took my two children to a nearby restaurant to eat rice noodles, soup made from tube bones, and a spoonful of fried sauce. The two children didn't even have any soup left.
Zhu Yang packed another bowl for Sister Wang. She still has a few dishes that are not sold out. She is very embarrassed for Zhu Yang to spend money, but everything has been brought.
He wanted to pay but was blocked by Zhu Yang: "Don't tell me, you don't need to care about these things. I will never treat those who serve me well."
Of course, with the exception of Lu Xiu's resignation, he really wanted to serve her and take advantage of her, and co-authoring and falling in love with her was rushing to be legally robbed.
After lunch, Zhu Yang took the two children to play, and bought them from the street to the end of the street, and invited them to have a barbecue.
I also bought a TV and a refrigerator in a home appliance store in the town. There is no broadband signal on the mountain, and I bought a large stack of discs.
Of course, the 10,000 yuan added up is not enough, and Zhu Yang exchanged a little more.
Sister Wang was almost scared to death by her handwriting. She only lived for a few days or ten days. Why did she buy these things
But Zhu Yang waved his hand impatiently: "Do you want to freeze pork? Do I want to eat fruit or not? And ice cream ice cream, I just bought two boxes of ice cream, and asked someone to buy a bed and quilt to cover it so that it doesn't melt, and then I will freeze it when I go back. "
The home appliance installer urged Mrs. Wang to get into the car with them, thinking that the food was sold out and the guests at home had to go back to cook. Mrs. Wang had to go back first with the people from the electrical appliance company.
Zhu Yang and the others still have to buy stationery, saying that they will have to go shopping for a while. The children in the mountain village are poorly raised and walk so many mountain roads by themselves every day, so there is no need to worry.
Zhu Yang bought a lot of stationery for the two children, and also gave each of them a small bicycle. Although the mountain road they went to school was rough, it has been flattened over the years.
As long as you don't encounter rain and mud, you can still ride to school on sunny days.
It's okay for the two children to get some stationery, which makes them very scared, but how can Zhu Yang's upstart nature allow others to refuse
When the freshness finally passed, I took the two children home. Naturally, it was the children who took the things.
The two of them hung their stationery on the bicycle and pushed the bicycle away, but it was already night, and it was okay if they didn't have a car when they came, but when they went back, Zhu Yang found a car in the town to take them back.
The two little bikes were still a bit reluctant to stuff in the trunk.
The car stopped outside the village, and then I had to walk a short distance by myself, and the car could not get up.
Zhu Yang readily gave the money and got off the bus. It was already dark at this time. Tonight, the moon was covered with dark clouds, and the visibility was not high.
The three walked back in the dark. When they reached the river ditch, Zhu Yang stepped into a pit and fell, and the two children hurriedly helped her up, and her hands and feet were full of mud and stickiness.
Zhu Yang was disgusting enough. According to her nature, she could even do a puddle when she was really annoyed. She kicked the puddle and collapsed half of it.
"This is a fish farmer." Sister Wang's eldest son said, "They like to fish in the river after school. They don't have a bucket at hand, so they dig a small hole on the side of the road, take some water to go in, put the fish in it, and catch the fish. Enough, go home and get a bucket to pack."
This Zhu Yang knows that because the children after school will not be able to come out once they go home without finishing their homework, so they should have a good time outside.
But her hands were all muddy now, her sandals were sticky, and her toes were terribly disgusting.
He said, "Sure, I'll go to the river to wash my hands first."
After he finished speaking, he was stopped by two children: "No, there are water ghosts in the water."
Zhu Yang blasted them away one by one: "How can a water ghost be scary with mud all over its body?"
After speaking, he went to the river for himself. First, he lifted his trousers and stretched his legs down to wash his feet. Then he squatted by the water and hunched his back to start washing his hands.
Zhu Yang was rubbing the mud on her hands when she suddenly felt that the water plants or something wrapped her hands, and then pulled her down sharply.
Zhu Yang was caught off guard and staggered, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported the shore with one hand before he fell.
Otherwise, the mud has not been washed clean, and it has become a chicken in soup.
The underwater end is still working hard, so Zhu Yang is not a vegetarian.
She twisted the water plants around her hands with her backhand for a few turns, and then pulled up with all her strength, like a tug-of-war.
Then something gradually surfaced on the water surface. First, a round head emerged from the water, followed by a pale face.
No, it didn't come to the surface, because the lush hair that connected to the swollen face of the disastrous defeat was now tightly in Zhu Yang's hands.
It was dragged up by Zhu Yangsheng.
The water ghost looked bewildered and stared at Zhu Yang, who was on the shore, with big eyes and small eyes. He was always dragged out of the water by the water ghost who could not run away if he got entangled in it.
This, this is so embarrassing.