As for those real goats, except for the first one, all the rest were divided and carried to the high slope on the side. The cold wind was blowing there. The mutton would be dried in a few days. I think

It is difficult to corrupt.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

To be honest, Yu Ziqing had guessed that there would be a way to unravel the evil spell here, but he never expected that it would be so simple and crude.

At this time, I saw an old man holding a cane slowly walking towards Yu Ziqing from behind.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, he squinted his eyes and leaned his neck forward, as if his eyesight was not good and he was still trying to see clearly who was coming.

"The sheepherder is here, why are there so few this time?"

"The weather has changed outside. It's too cold. We can't see many living creatures." Yu Ziqing paused for a moment and then continued: "The sheepherders are all dead. This is the last time."

Hearing this, the old man was slightly startled, and the people behind him also stopped for a moment and looked at Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing's expression remained unchanged and he pointed behind him.

This man looks like he has half a foot in the coffin. At first glance, he looks like a confused old man, but the first sentence he says makes him pitted.

When those shepherds were chatting, they never talked about the situation inside the mine. Moreover, with the special danger at the door, how could a murderous and merciless cannibal evil get in?

As his thoughts whirled, Yu Ziqing felt that the best way to respond to the other party's temptation was to be honest, which would save you worry and avoid being exposed later.

"I am a kidnapped cook. I can't survive even a few days outside with them, so I brought them all in. I also have to rest here for a few months and leave when spring starts. Is there no problem?"

The old man looked Yu Ziqing up and down, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, then you can stay here until spring, but we don't have idle people here."

"It should be."

The old man didn't ask how the shepherd died, and he didn't care about the old sheep that Yu Ziqing had been pulling. He directly asked someone to arrange a hole in the ground.

Each of the burrows on the leeward hillside has a space of about ten feet inside. The lighting and ventilation are poor, and the space is small. It is difficult for tall people to straighten their backs, but this is not a problem. They can avoid the wind and cold, plus the inside

It's pretty good to have hay to keep you warm.

Resting in the ground, the old sheep lay on the hay, with drooped eyelids and exhausted, but Yu Ziqing still managed to hold on without rest.

"Old sir, I always feel something is wrong. They dared to let me stay without asking anything."

The old sheep didn't respond. Yu Ziqing looked down and saw that the old sheep had fallen into a deep sleep.

Yu Ziqing sighed softly, took out a few dirty robes from the looted items, and covered the old sheep with them.

At this time, there was a sound outside.

"Hey, little brother, come and have some soup."

After getting out of the hole, there was a short man, holding a wooden bowl, which contained more than half a bowl of clear and watery mutton soup, and two pieces of fat mutton. The strong smell and fragrance were crazy together.

Drill into Yu Ziqing's nose.

The man kept swallowing his saliva, his eyes seemed to be locked on the wooden bowl in his hand.

Yu Ziqing shook his head.

"I'm allergic to mutton."

"What?"

"Eating mutton will spoil your stomach. Brother, just eat it and give me some boiling water."

"Oh, what a pity." The man's face was full of regret. He had a bad stomach, and someone might die here.

The man left with the bowl in both hands and came to the old man with bad eyes.

"Grandpa, he won't eat it and says that eating mutton will upset his stomach. What should I do?"
Chapter completed!