Both Jia Mu and Jia Zheng spoke, and after receiving the instructions from Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng, the servants below quickly got the car and waited at a small corner gate.

Aunt Zhao was in a bad mood. When she saw the two donkeys pulling the cart, she rushed on the spot. "Are all the horses in the mansion dead? Ah? She actually got two donkeys. When she said that, everyone else said that the Duke's Mansion was so grand!"

"Aunt Zhao, you can take care of it. There are so many carriages in the mansion. The master wants to go to one. The second grandma Lian wants to go to Ningguo Mansion. The wife will visit Zhenguo Mansion later. One is necessary, but I really can't get it out when I get to you." Zhou Rui's family smirked.

Aunt Zhao knew that she could not compare with these people, and she also understood that it was Zhou Rui's intention to make her shameless. She was so angry that she couldn't speak. It was Xiao Jixiang and Madam Song who came up to comfort her and forced her to pedal the bike.

"Bah! You still think you are a character!" When the donkey cart slowly drove out, Zhou Rui's family spat, not preventing Jia Huan from suddenly lifting the curtain and staring at her with a pair of blood-red and blood-red eyeballs. When her hair stood up, she suddenly curled her lips and laughed in a silence, saying silently: Wait for me to come back!

Zhou Rui's family was so shocked that his hands and feet were weak. After a while, he patted his chest and murmured: "This little little-bastard is so evil that he has a pair of eyes that only evil spirits have! Fortunately, he will not come back after he goes, otherwise he will be unable to sleep every day!"

Aunt Zhao was disgusting the two donkeys all the way, so she woke up after leaving the city gate and asked the coachman anxiously, "Which farm is you going to take us to?" When she said goodbye, the wife didn't give her any correct words, which made her feel restless.

"Go to Lijiazhuang." The coachman replied with a horse whip.

Lijiazhuang does not belong to the Li family's village, but because it is located in Lijia Village, it was named Lijiazhuang. Zhuangtou is a local villager who signed a death contract with the Jia family, which was very tricky, so it was highly valued by Mrs. Wang and was known as Lao Litou.

Speaking of the old Li family, it is really not a thing. I and my son often share the same woman. My wife is jealous and has bad hands. When the two of them get tired of playing, they will kill people without hindering their eyes. Last year, because the father and son raped a young and beautiful sister-in-law, the family left their hometown and went to Beijing to file a lawsuit against the emperor. They were intercepted and beaten to death by Mrs. Wang.

Since then, Lao Li's family has been grateful and loyal to Mrs. Wang.

Aunt Zhao was born in the Jia family. She naturally understood the matters between these servants. She immediately turned pale and sweated.

"What's wrong with aunt?" Jia Huan patted her on the shoulder.

"Son! How unlucky we will go here..." Turning around and hugging my son in my arms, Aunt Zhao wiping her tears while explaining the reason.

Madam Song also looked miserable, but Xiao Jixiang was calm and calm, and was opening the package for the master to prepare food.

"What's wrong with me?" Jia Huan took the pastry handed over by Xiao Jixiang, took a bite and chewed it slowly, and chuckled, "Auntie, I'll ask you, who am I, who is that old head Li?"

Aunt Zhao looked at him blankly, looking confused.

"I think you were shocked by his infamy. I am Jia Huan, the third young master of the Jia family. He signed a death contract and was a slave of the Jia family. If he disrespects me and I beat him to death, how could that family be with me? There is no reason for the master to compensate the slave in this world. Even if he sues the government, the government will have to reward him with a hundred court sticks first." Speaking of this, Jia Huan was sincerely grateful to this feudal slave society with distinct classes. He had an absolute advantage in status, and he also had an absolute advantage in force. There is no reason why he could not survive in the village.

He stuffed the remaining pastry into his mouth, and shook off the pastry residue on his clothes and smiled and said, "The evil man still needs to be polished by the evil man. Have you ever heard this?"

Xiao Jixiang covered her mouth and held back her laughter. She had known that Master Huan San could stand up. It would be better to say that he was a dog that was a lost family, but rather that he was a dragon entering the abyss than a dog.

Aunt Zhao felt a lot more at ease. When she saw a large erythema on her son’s face and neck, she became worried again, “You are still sick. If he deducts our case and drags you to find a doctor, how can you resist this disease?”

"You let me eat and sleep well for two days, and the disease will be cured in a blink of an eye." When I was sure to leave, Jia Huan stopped taking poison and only ate more and slept more to replenish the body with enough energy. The ulcerated cells will soon recover as before.

"Third Master, please eat more. I packed up some dry food. It only takes one month to go to Jinling, but the dry food is enough for us to eat for three or four months." Xiao Jixiang patted the huge package beside him.

"Good girl!" It has the style of our end-of-life people hoarding food! After hiding the second half of the sentence, Jia Huan gave Xiao Jixiang a thumbs up.

He ate five or six meals a day and then went to bed after eating. In less than two days, Jia Huan's red and swollen and pus-filled skin was indeed as smooth as before, and it seemed more delicate than before. In addition to the appearance, the energy flowing in the body also changed qualitatively.

"My son, you are really well! When you enter the next town, your aunt will ask someone to write a book and ask the master to take us back." Aunt Zhao clapped her hands happily.

"Are you sure this letter can be reached by Jia Zheng? Since we are driven out, Mrs. Wang will never let us go back." Jia Huan sneered, and his five fingers were slightly pressed. The two small copper balls that were held in the palm of his palm were pinched flat and could not be pried open.

Aunt Zhao was as soon as she fell into loss, she was shocked by her son's move.

Xiao Jixiang and Madam Song swallowed their saliva. They had known that Master Huan San’s military strength was high, but they didn’t know that it was so high. They were surprised and felt extremely safe. This time, the old Li’s family was not afraid of this trip to Jinling. Master could poke him to death with just one finger!

"It's worth it that I have suffered so much, and my superpowers have finally been upgraded." Jia Huan whispered in a low voice, throwing away the copper ball and starting to tie the sandbag. This time the sandbag was filled with not stone sand, but iron sand. The same volume, the weight has increased several times.

"Why did you bring this thing? Didn't you throw it away? Where did this iron sand be made?" Aunt Zhao put away her horrified expression and reached out to twist her son's ears. No matter how strong it is, she is her own son. She must beat him when he should beat him and scold him when he should scold him.

"Iron Sha is a farewell gift from Duoxi. Please remember this favor for me. I will go down and follow the donkey cart. If I don't become stronger as soon as possible, how can I protect you? Be good, don't make trouble." After breaking away Aunt Zhao's fingers, Jia Huan jumped out of the car quickly.

"How can you keep up with something that heavy when you tied up? The little bastard, you will be cured and start to torment yourself again! You can't calm down!" Aunt Zhao immediately wanted to jump down.

Xiao Jixiang hurriedly grabbed her arm and smiled, "Auntie, just take the car and watch it. Master Huan San can do it!"

Madam Song also grabbed her other arm and comforted her very much.

Aunt Zhao had no choice but to ask the coachman to slow down as much as possible.

Jia Huan followed the car with difficulty. Aunt Zhao felt distressed at first. Seeing that he was full of energy and his eyes were bright and happy, he gradually felt relieved. He slept melon seeds with Xiao Jixiang and Madam Song, and the melon seed shells were smashed straight into his son's face. Seeing that his son showed a helpless expression, he laughed and shouted with his fingers, "Huan'er, run quickly, I'm going to slap you if I run slowly!"

Jia Huan rolled his eyes while avoiding the melon seed shell. The violence and blood that he had contaminated in his previous life were all restrained to the deepest part of his heart. This was his relative, who would never leave even if he was in a down-and-out manner.

Two or three days later, he was already running side by side with the donkey cart. Five or six days later, even if the driver kept sucking two donkeys, he could only look at Master Huan San's back from afar.

Seeing that Lijiazhuang was right in front, the coachman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought to himself that this child was a monster, right? He ran from Beijing to Jinling, but he couldn't sweat or breathe, and had sandbags weighing dozens of kilograms tied to his feet. Before leaving, Cai Ming asked me to bring a message to Lao Li, asking him to deal with him severely. This was completely a delivery of food to Master Huan San!

He silently recited the Buddha for Lao Li, and the coachman unloaded his things and left. He could no longer use anything to believe it or not. I hope Lao Li would not be able to think about it and use a knife on Master Huan San’s head.

Logically, the old head Li should have received a letter from the mansion and learned about the date of his arrival, but Aunt Zhao had entered the second door and no one came to pick her up, so she only met a few servants who described her as being vulgar.

"Where are people? Where are they dead? I wonder if my aunt is coming today?" Because her son is by my side, Aunt Zhao scolded her with confidence.

"Oh, Aunt Zhao is here! Sorry, I just slept in the house, but I didn't expect to fall asleep." A bloated woman in thirty years old, wearing gold and silver, lifted the curtain and came out of the side room.

"Am you?" Aunt Zhao frowned, feeling very unhappy. Although the person who came smiled, his expression was very arrogant.

"I'm from Lao Li's family." The woman helped a huge head flower on her temples, pointed to a little girl standing at the door with her head tilted, and shouted, "You, take Aunt Zhao to the room."

I also knew that I lived in a side room, so I asked us to live in a room. Aunt Zhao reluctantly suppressed her unhappiness and pulled her son in. Seeing that the house was cleaned cleanly and the decoration was not very simple, her face was a little slow, and when she only touched the bed, her face changed.

"Why is this mattress trendy? And why is it moldy?" She spread the quilt and pointed to the small black dots on the fabric to question.

"I am a rough girl, and I am only responsible for cleaning. I really don't know about these girl!" The little girl waved her hand in horror.

"What a prostitute! I'm fooling me with these bad guys!" Aunt Zhao picked up the bedding and ran to the door and smashed it on the old Li family, cursing angrily, "What's your intention to let our mother sleep with the damp bedding in the winter? Why do you really think that you are the master of this Lijiazhuang? Run to my mother and she will act wildly, and see if I won't tear you down today!"

"I am a slave, but you are not the master. Who can be more noble than anyone else? I have been sent here, so why are you still shaking the majesty? Let's see who tore whom today!" The old Li family's storm was overwhelming, and his plump figure had an overwhelming advantage in front of the slim Aunt Zhao.

Jia Huan pulled Aunt Zhao behind him and kicked a woman weighing 200 pounds away for more than three feet. People in the end of the world do not promote gentlemanly demeanor, and when their temper comes, they will kill whoever they see, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman.

Old Li's family covered her stomach and couldn't get up for a long time. As soon as she raised her head, she sprayed a mouthful of blood, thinking that her ribs were broken.

Her son Li Dafu was originally leaning against the door to watch the fun, but he didn't expect that the mother who was invincible in Lijia Village was kicked away by a child. She was shocked and shocked and wanted to come forward to help. When she met the child's blood-red eyes, she seemed to have a fixed curse and could not lift her legs. After a while, she remembered that she was holding an evil dog in her hand and shouted and asked it to attack.

The evil dog opened its bloody mouth and rushed up. Aunt Zhao, Xiao Jixiang, and Madam Song were so scared that they screamed and retreated. However, Jia Huan did not avoid it. When the evil dog attacked, it strangled its throat as fast as lightning. It closed its five fingers, and only a crisp sound was heard, which broke its throat.

Li Dafu fell to the ground, almost frightened. His father heard the sound and ran over, and saw Jia Huan throwing the wolf dog on the ground, his five fingers into claws and breaking the skull, stirring in the red and white brain marrow, as if looking for something.

"Oh, I forgot again, there is no crystal nucleus here." Jia Huan pulled his hand out of his brain, patted his forehead in depression, leaving a bloody handprint. Killing zombies, slaughtering mutant beasts, and then knocking on his head to find crystal nucleus has become an instinct, and he does so without following the command of the brain.

Old Li slowly leaned against the wall just because his legs were shaking constantly. This is Jia Huan, a little frozen cat who had furrowed in the Jia family? Isn’t it really a man-eating monster?

Thinking of this, something even more shocking happened. Jia Huan sniffed his fingers, stuck out his tongue and licked off the brain marrow stained on it one by one. His blood-red eyes narrowed slightly and said, "So sweet!"

In his previous life, Jia Huan loved to smell the smell of blood, and often lay in the pool of blood that he had come out and looked at the gray sky, looking for a moment of silence in his heart. However, although the blood of the zombie was fishy, ​​it still had a rotten stench, which was completely incomparable to this normal, fresh, salty, sweet and thick blood, which naturally made him even more fascinated.

The expression he was savoring was too ghostly, which made Li Dafu tremble, and a smell of urine appeared in his crotch. Old Li slid along the wall and couldn't stand up. His wife's chest was so painful that she tried her best to support her fat body, hoping to stay away from the demon child who was smiling in the pool of blood.

Not to mention them, even Aunt Zhao and the other two had their faces pale.

Jia Huan has lived alone for more than ten years and no longer cared about other people's eyes. He swallowed and smiled well at Aunt Zhao, "I'm hungry, eat dog meat tonight!"

Aunt Zhao was also a cruel person, so she immediately returned to normal and shouted at Lao Li, "Didn't you hear it? My son wants to eat dog meat, come and cook the dead dog!"

"Horse, right now!" Old Li responded quickly, but he was so trembling that he couldn't stand up.

"My aunt needs rest now, and she has replaced the bedding in the room, immediately, right away!" Jia Huan's red eyes locked Li Dafu.

Li Dafu stood up with extraordinary willpower and ran towards the warehouse, for fear that he would be swallowed by the devil's life by one step slower.

His mother just lay on the cold ground and blew the wind for a long time. When she carried it back, she was already dying, and she didn't look arrogant and domineering.
Chapter completed!