However, Lin Ying didn't look at him at all, but asked Xia Meng what she was talking about, with a worried look on her face, obviously worried about Lin Zicheng's safety. In response, Lin Zicheng could only scream desperately: "Sister, I'm here! Please help me... Wuwu..."
As a result, Xia Meng looked over and shouted: "Lin Lei, this chicken can crow so well. Let's bleed him quickly to shut him up."
As soon as he said these words, Lin Zicheng felt his lower body loosen up, and he peed out with a wave of heat... This was really about to kill him!
Lin Lei shouted: "I know, Brother Meng. Wait a moment, I'll get some good firewood and boil a pot of water."
When Lin Zicheng heard this, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He vaguely remembered that he once taught Lin Lei a cruel method of killing...
"Lin Lei, what are you going to do?" Lin Ying asked.
Lin Lei chuckled and said: "Nothing. My brother said that the better the food, the more authentic and fresh it is to taste. I also want to try the method he taught me for this kind of top-quality game. Burn it A pot of boiling water, while he is still alive, throw him in and scald him with boiling water. At this time, he is not dead yet, and take the opportunity to remove the hair. Although doing this will cause some blood to not flow out, and the meat will have a bloody smell, but brother I said, a man has to eat something that tastes like blood to look good. This time I’m not here, so I have to give it a try... "
When Lin Zicheng heard this, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted. He wished he could give himself a hundred big mouths. Why did he owe it so much in the first place? Why teach Lin Lei these things? If he hadn't taught him, not only would he not have suffered today, but he would also have survived...
"Aren't you too cruel?" Lin Ying said with a look of disgust.
"I thought so before, but my brother always said that I am too girly and not a man. This time he is not here, I will try to be a man to save him from looking down on me!" After Lin Lei finished speaking, he put the firewood on the fire. Lit it, the flame burned, and the water in the pot began to bubble. Lin Lei squatted on the edge and watched.
Lin Zicheng felt like days were passing by like seconds. He was counting almost every second, praying silently every second, praying for Lin Lei to change his mind, praying that he would have a chance to escape.
However, seeing that the heat was increasing but nothing changed, Lin Lei chuckled and said, "The water is boiling. Let me try it first. It feels like boiling water to scald a chicken!"
At this moment, Lin Zicheng was really crying. He cried so hard that all his feces and urine came out, and he twisted his body with all his strength to feed. However, it didn't help at all. Lin Lei caught him anyway and was about to throw him into the pot! Seeing the scalding water getting closer and closer, the steaming heat fell on his face, causing a sting... He screamed in fear, but found that no one could understand his words, so helpless, so desperate, so helpless Willing... but unable to change anything.
Just when Lin Lei was about to throw Lin Zicheng into the pot...
"Amitabha, donor, wait a minute." At this moment, a Buddha's call sounded.
The sound of the Buddha's name was as sweet as the sound of heaven. Lin Zicheng discovered for the first time that he loved the monk so much! But when Lin Zicheng looked over, he was so frightened that he almost peed again! The person who came was none other than the monk who turned him into a hazel pheasant! It was the monk sitting on the stone!
Lin Lei was also startled. Why did the monk who was motionless just now suddenly come to his side
However, Xia Meng smiled happily, stepped forward and said, "Mage, you are finally awake."
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said straight to the point: "Amitabha, donor, the poor monk knows what you are asking, but the poor monk cannot tell you."
As soon as these words came out, Xia Meng couldn't laugh anymore and said seriously: "This mage's life is at stake. Please tell me."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The donor is serious. The donor you mentioned is alive and well, how can you let someone's life be at stake?" Then he did not look at Xia Meng, but said to Lin Lei: "Donor, put the live chicken into the boiling water." , it would be too cruel.”
"Aren't you, a monk, being too lenient?" Lin Lei said unhappily.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The poor monk only takes care of what he should take care of."
"Master, how about you tell me the whereabouts of my boss and I release this chicken?" Xia Meng said.
Lin Lei opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Donor, what if the poor monk doesn't say anything?"
"It's getting late, we're all hungry, so we can only stew this chicken to replenish our health." Xia Meng stared at Fang Zheng and said, as if I'm sure of you.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "If donor eats this chicken, he will never see donor Lin again."
As soon as these words came out, Xia Meng's expression suddenly changed, he stared at Fang Zheng fiercely and said, "You captured my boss, right?" At the same time, the dagger had been unsheathed, like a hungry tiger showing its claws!
Fang Zheng was unmoved, and said calmly: "Donor, we are talking about chickens." As he spoke, Fang Zheng stamped his foot, and a big stone under his feet cracked! The movement was very small, but Xia Meng could see it clearly!
Xia Meng took a deep breath, knowing that he had met a fierce person! His words softened a lot and he said, "It's okay if you don't eat. Give me a reason not to kill."
"Donor, do you want to hear the official version or the unofficial version?" Fang Zheng asked.
"What do you mean by unofficial?" Lin Lei asked curiously.
Fang Zheng said: "This chicken is not an ordinary chicken. It is psychic, proficient in many kinds of dances, and can also write. Such a magical chicken, do you think you should eat it?"
"Bullshit..." Lin Lei curled his lips and didn't believe it at all: "If you are talking like this, it would be boring. I've stewed this chicken."
"What's the official statement?" Lin Ying suddenly asked.
"The hazel pheasant is a first-class nationally protected animal. If you eat it and the poor monk sees it, he will call the police if you go out. Then he will be put in jail. Don't blame the poor monk for not saving you." Fang Zheng said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Lin Lei and Xia Meng felt as uncomfortable as eating dead flies. They thought that the monk was a psychopath. Now it seems that this is a ghostly monk! In just a few words, he captured seven inches of their body.
Just let the hazel grouse go? Lin Lei felt unwilling!
Xia Meng was also unwilling to give in. He also hoped to use the hazel pheasant to get some useful information from Fang Zheng!
Lin Lei gritted his teeth and said: "Monk, you said he is psychic, can you prove it? If you can prove it, then I will let him go. If you can't prove it, how about you tell us where my brother is?" Lin Lei started to play tricks. Little clever. In his opinion, it was just a hazel pheasant. How could it dance and write? He will definitely win this bet.
When Lin Ying and Xia Meng heard this, they immediately rolled their eyes and cursed Lin Lei as an idiot. Only a fool would bet with him in this kind of bet! However…
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Okay."
"What?" Lin Ying and Xia Meng were stunned. They never expected that this monk actually agreed. Are they stupid? Thinking of the way the god was talking in front of him, the look in Fang Zheng's eyes became even weirder and a little sympathetic.
(End of chapter)