The carriage ran fast in front. Master Lin was already panting when he ran outside the yard. How could he catch it? Fortunately, Ajun was quick and hurriedly took a horse out of the stable and stuffed the reins to him. "Master, hurry up, if you don't chase him, you really can't catch it."

Mr. Lin stepped on the horse, waved his whip, and galloped forward. This scene seemed to have happened more than twenty years ago. At that time, Sun Hui was still a pretty girl like a flower. In order to attract her attention, she often rode a horse in front of her sedan chair. Now, although so long has passed, and the two of them have added 70 or 80 kilograms of meat, but seeing her leave like this, he only felt sad and reluctant, his mind was bright and white. He could only see the gradually moving carriage, which completely left Shu'er's affairs behind.

"Madam, madam, don't be angry with me. It's my fault. I was confused for a moment and even forgot all the kindness my wife has to me. Don't be angry anymore, go home with me quickly."

The carriage had no intention of stopping, and continued to run fast on the empty streets with "dada" and Mr. Lin whipped the horse's butt again. The horse neighed and ran a few steps to chase him up, just in line with the carriage. Mr. Lin looked at the unmoved figure in the carriage, "Madam, you don't care about me, but also for Chengzhang. The child is very thoughtful and always afraid that we are not harmonious. He is now in a better state. If you scare him like this, you will be afraid that his illness will be aroused again."

The shadow in the carriage moved slightly. Master Lin knew that he had touched her thoughts and couldn't help but be happy. Just as he was about to stop the carriage, the horse under his crotch suddenly stopped with the carriage. The horse raised its front hooves high and when it was put down, he threw Master Lin's body out, drew an arc and landed directly in front of the carriage. Fortunately, his butt was on the ground, and he felt pain under his thighs, and his limbs and bones were not in the way. Before the person got up, Mrs. Lin had already run out of the carriage and grabbed him to ask about his well-being. Anxiety was gathering between his eyebrows, which was obvious.

Mr. Lin felt warm and grabbed her hand, smiling, "Madam, are you not angry?"

Mrs. Lin glanced at him, turned around and scolded the coachman, "What's going on? It's so urgent to stop and break the person, but what should I do?"

The coachman's eyes widened, and his eyes were all gathered in front of him. Suddenly, he let out a dry howl, left the carriage and ran towards the other end of the long street without looking back. While running, he looked back, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The horse stepped on his hooves nervously, his nostrils spraying white air. Master Lin and Mrs. Lin looked at each other and looked forward at the same time. This look was amazing. The two of them unconsciously clenched their hands tightly together, and their mouths opened slightly, as if they could not believe that the scene in front of them was real.

A pair of legs slowly walked over in front of him. The dark night set off an unusual white, a lifeless and bloody white. It dragged it, its knees slightly bent, and the front one drove the back, moving towards them step by step.

It walked to the scared couple Lin, and slowly showed its true form from the fog: it was a huge fat man, no, maybe it was not suitable to call it that way, because Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin were already fat in the eyes of others, but it was twice as fat as the two of them combined. The flesh on its belly emerged from its waist, hanging loosely around its waist, and the flesh on its cheeks also drooped to its shoulders, as if it had two pig ears.

It blinked a few times with the small eyes that were squeezed into a slit by the meat, and smelled a few deep nose in the air, and a smile came out of the corner of its mouth, "It smells good, what delicious is contained in this carriage? Let me, Peng Zhi, taste it first."

After saying that, he walked forward. Mr. Lin didn't understand Peng Zhi's words and thought he was going to harm him and his wife, so he got up from the ground, blocked Mrs. Lin, and spread his arms, "Don't come over, don't scare my wife."

Peng Zhi stared at him for a while, and suddenly slapped Mr. Lin in the chest. His palm was half the size of a washbasin, and he swung Mr. Lin out with a slap. Mr. Lin's body slammed heavily on the door post of a shop next to him, and immediately fainted.

Mrs. Lin screamed, grabbed Peng Zhi's collar and climbed onto him, scratching her face with both hands desperately, but how could Peng Zhi be as easy as Mr. Lin? He raised Mrs. Lin over his head, pulled her clothes and turned them sideways for several times, and threw her towards the roof with his hands loosened.

Mrs. Lin felt that she was thrown so high. When she was about to reach the moon, her body suddenly sank and smashed downwards. But she did not feel the sharpness of the roof tiles, but fell into a scented embrace. The man was slender, but could easily lift her up and hold her back to the ground.

"Mrs. I eat too much on weekdays, so I should clear my body." Yan Niang put down Mrs. Lin, walked around her lightly, and looked at the fat man who was like a wall of humans. "Peng Zhi, Peng Ju is dead. If you kneel down and call me aunt, maybe I can spare your life."

Peng Zhi looked around in a daze and found that he had no way to escape. He was immediately discouraged. Even his belly seemed to be smaller. He bent his legs and slowly knelt down. He bowed to Yan Niang a few times, "Auntie..." Then he took a breath and his voice amplified several times, "Auntie."

Yan Niang smiled and walked to Peng Zhi's side, stroked her slender five fingers on the top of its hairless head, "Be good."

As soon as she finished speaking, a silver needle suddenly appeared between her index and middle fingers. She inserted the needle from Pengzhi's Tianling Cap without hesitation, then moved it away from it, and coldly watched the human wall slowly shrink and shrink as if it was being vented, and finally turned into a pool of black oil on the ground.

"It's useless to call my aunt. This is not the place you should come." Her voice was colder than her eyes, like the ice that never melted for thousands of years.

Cheng Muyou and his group ran from afar. He looked at the black oil on the ground and his thick eyebrows were tightly locked, "Miss Yan, you went out halfway through the words just now. Could it be that the three corpses committed the crime again?"

Yan Niang nodded to him and pointed his fingers aside, "Sir, go and see Mr. Lin. He was injured by three corpses and his life was in danger. With you there, he might be able to save him." After that, she ran to the end of the long street.

Cheng Muyou shouted behind his back, "Where are you going?"

"Peng Ju, Peng Zhi is dead, only Peng Jiao has not appeared yet. It must have come to Xin'an City and is looking for its own prey. If I can't go there, it will probably be too late."
Chapter completed!