Ma Ya nodded, followed the two women out of the inner room and headed straight to Aunt San’s house opposite./huotxt/Only Ma Erye and Wushuang were left in the room, plus the white-haired and yellow-skinned man who was excited to see the master safe and sound.

"My little master... smoke a cigarette." Mr. Ma was still weak and forced to sit up.

"You, let's just take a break, just suck it just right?"

"Haha... If the King of Hell had the intention to accept my old life, I would have taken it away long ago, and I wouldn't have this cigarette anymore, right?" Ma Erye looked at Wushuang and grinned. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a serious illness. He was clamoring, and his eyes were watching Wushuang distracted his attention, while his big hand squirted from Wushuang's waist. Before Wushuang could react, the box of life in his pocket had been removed by Ma Erye.

He looked up again and clicked, and the lighter lit a cigarette. The old man was so happy to suck the clouds and spit out the mist!

"Hey, you old thief, okay? You've stole it all over my head, right?" Ma Erye's phantom ghost hand has been practiced to the point of being perfect. Even if he is unparalleled and prepared, it is difficult to be prepared. So, if you have any good cigarettes in your daily life, the first person you are often not me, but Ma Erye.

"My master, what is the origin of that woman named Aunt San?" he asked.

Wushuang said they were just a group of hunters in the ridge. I heard that the third aunt's husband had just died not long ago. Before his death, he picked a hundred-year-old "human face bacteria" in the ridge. I wanted to use the Tianling and Earth treasure to sacrifice your life, but I didn't expect someone to take the lead and snatch this thing away. I also want to ask you, is this group of bold people our subordinates? If I really find out that they bully the weak, I will have to chop off their hands!

"That's the matter? Think about it with your feet. How many of our thieves dare to commit crimes on the territory of your second grandfather in Xing'anling? I think it's probably not ours. In the past few years, even in the Northeast, there are territory that we can't control. There are small local rascals in the local area, so maybe these hunters offended whom."

Mr. Ma said that these trivial matters will be released for the time being. My master said that he didn't notice that the woman named Aunt San had a yin energy on her body!

Wushuang told him with dissatisfaction: "Every woman who is fertilized has yin energy, which is called the yin period. When a woman is pregnant for four months, the child in her belly actually has vitality, and the fetus's soul is gradually taking shape. At that time, the fetus has not completely forgotten the memories of the previous life and has just reincarnated, so it must be carrying the yin energy of the underworld."

"No, right, it's not that simple. I just saw that the woman's eyebrows were full of ghost spirit! I'm afraid she'd caused some dirty things. Look, if an ordinary woman is sick, they can go and invite the shamans of Oroqen. I heard that the shamans of Oroqen are the best at seeing women sick, and they have to invite the shamans?"

He is worthy of being an old thief, and his eyes are really thief. He is really a point. He really hit it. Not long after, Ma Ya called Wushuang out mysteriously. She lay in Wushuang's ear and muttered a few words. Wushuang's face immediately changed drastically.

"Oh? There is such a thing? It's really ridiculous, can you do it..."

"Wow, this is not a good thing. Women are afraid that such people will be laughed at if they are heard. The tradition of women in the mountains. If outsiders really know about it, how can they have the face to live?" Ma Ya glared at him.

What's going on? This story doesn't sound long, but it's quite evil.

Before the third aunt got pregnant, Lao Xie was still alive. Naturally, the love between husband and wife will give birth to new life, which is indispensable. But a big thing happened here. Northeastern people often eat chicken stewed mushrooms. In fact, the focus in this dish is not chicks, but delicious mushrooms. Whether the chicken stewed aroma depends entirely on what mushrooms to use to stew.

This dish is the favorite dish for people in the mountains whenever they are in the twentieth month of winter. They can be cooked in a large pot with some vermicelli and stewed in a large iron pot with firewood. The fragrance can float away.

Once, Aunt San went to the ridge to pick mushrooms. I didn’t know why I was so lying on that day. There were treasures everywhere in the Xing'an Mountains, and there were no other wild mushrooms. As long as they were dead trees, they would be on the roots of rotten trees. Naturally, if you don’t have eyes, there were many deadly poisonous mushrooms. The more beautiful you look, the stronger the brightly colored poisonous.

The third aunt walked with the small frame for a whole morning but didn't see her. Perhaps God was deliberately teasing the miserable woman. At this time, it suddenly became lightning and thunder in the sky. She quickly found a place to carry the rain. After running, she could have several miles of mountain roads. Finally, she crossed a mountain ridge and saw a broken house in front. Although the house was broken, the bricks and tiles on the roof were still there. If it was repaired, it would be fine.

The raindrops as big as beans on her head fell down, and she rushed in. The room was empty, with no kangs, no tables and chairs. There was a big pot in the middle of the room. The big iron pot was as big as it was. Not to mention cooking, she probably could even put a whole cow in and put it in.

Although she was surprised, there was no one in the old house. She didn't think much about it, so she just found some dry wood and lit the stove while keeping warm while waiting for the rain to stop.

The rain was pouring outside, and I don’t know why God was so sad. The heavy rain lasted all day and it didn’t stop until midnight. What should I do? Lao Xie at home must be worried, but the rain outside was so heavy and it was dark again. How could she, a woman, leave? Helplessly, had to close the door and stay in this old house for a while.

Fortunately, the stove was much warmer after lit fire and would not catch a cold.

She had been walking for so long and was very tired. She leaned against the wall and felt a strange fragrance wafting from the stove. The fragrance was very strange. I don’t know if it was the fragrance of meat or grass, but it was an indescribable fragrance. As she smelled it, she fell asleep in a daze.

She had a strange dream, dreaming that she was sitting alone on the grave of a large grave. How big is the grave? It was like a basketball court! The big grave bun was about ten meters high. The third aunt was so scared that she ran away and knelt in front of the huge grave like garlic.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but when she turned around, she suddenly saw a handsome man standing behind her and watching. The man was as beautiful as he was. He had to be shy and astringent when he looked at a woman.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Aunt San asked him with a blushing face.
Chapter completed!