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Chapter 160 White pulp four cracks

The sound comes and goes quickly, and disappears without a trace in a blink of an eye.

There is indeed such a saying in the three major hardships of life: making irons and striking boats and grinding tofu.

Boat mount refers to the danger of capsizing and dying during the wind and waves of the boat.

When I make a blacksmith, I endure the heat by the furnace day and night, and living is like going to hell.

Grinding tofu at 3:00 am and getting up at 5:00 am. Doing a donkey job requires only a small amount of money to make a living.

But what does all this have to do with the illusion of the world?

Nan Li's head emerged from the blood-warning spear and was about to speak.

"Bang!"

Fang Mu slapped her back and slapped the Blood Demon Gun at the same time.

Don’t make trouble at this time. Isn’t this disturbing me to cut leeks?

Fang Mu looked around and found that it was an ordinary village.

It was already night and the sky gradually darkened.

The smoke in the village was rippling, and the firewood mixed with the fragrance of rice was spreading on the country road.

Where to start and how to start is a question.

There was no one on the street, so Fang Mu decided to go and see a family.

Following this path, Fang Mu came to the nearest wooden house.

Even at dusk, the door of this family was still open.

Fang Mu walked in and found a family of four having a meal talking and laughing.

The sound of entering the door caught their attention and they looked over.

After seeing the appearance of the four family, Fang Mu felt the heat coming from the jade pendant and frowned.

A man and a woman, plus two little boys, were originally a happy scene, but their faces were terrifying.

They turned their heads and stared at Fang Mu, their faces covered with white water.

The water flowed on their faces, and the source of the flow was tiny wounds.

This white slurry is like blood, flowing down from the tiny wounds, then gathering on the chin, dripping down drop by drop.

The man waved to Fang Mu and made a strange voice: "Come on, come and eat together!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the other three people also invited him.

The chaotic sound filled the entire house. Fang Mu turned his head and looked at the table. Then he found four bowls of white water on the table.

There was a unique sour smell in the air. Fang Mu sniffed it carefully and felt that the sour smell was very familiar.

"Come and eat, come and eat."

The man buried his head in the bowl while inviting him.

The white slurry flowed into the tiny wounds. When the man raised his head, the white slurry flowed out again, but the white slurry in the bowl did not decrease.

"Come and eat."

The man spoke again, and this time Fang Mu knew the origin of the sour smell.

When a man opened his mouth, his mouth was full of fine white slag. Combined with the unique smell, isn’t it just tofu?

"The three hardships in life are to beat iron and grind tofu..."

Fang Mu frowned and grinded tofu... There seemed to be some connection here.

"Eat it, eat it."

The family of four is still "coming warmly", but the messy voice makes people feel irritated.

Fang Mu raised his hand, looked at the face full of white juice, and hit the man's chest.

"Bang!"

The man flew backwards and smashed on the wall, turning into a ball of white paste and bursting.

Fang Mu withdrew his hand and said in his heart: "It's really made of tofu, and I didn't use any effort."

He used a little effort just now, but he didn't expect to easily destroy this man, which was different from his thoughts.

"Come and eat, come and eat."

The remaining three people were not surprised by the man turning into tofu, and there was no movement, and even their expressions did not change.

Fang Mu thought about it, hooked his finger at them, and said, "Come."

This provocative gesture did not attract attention, and they were still the same.

"Come and eat."

The chaotic sounds continued, as if they had no emotions, just repeating them constantly.

Fang Mu sighed, walked to the woman in it, and suddenly made an action.

He grabbed the woman's hand and pressed it hard on his chest.

Half a minute later, Fang Mu put down his hands expressionlessly, his ears filled with the words "Come and eat".

Nan Li's head emerged from the Blood Sword Gun and said excitedly: "Oli..."

"Get in!" Fang Mu pressed Nanli directly and interrupted Nanli's words.

The room was still filled with the words "Come and eat". They did not attack Fang Mu, but repeated it constantly, and the sound had no attack power.

Fang Mu thought for a long time but didn't think of anything useful. It was useless to control their attacks by himself, and he did not trigger the golden finger.

If you don't attack, it's useless.

Fang Mu left the wooden house and ignored these three aliens.

Keep them until they are found, and then come back to collect the leeks.

But just as he walked out of the wooden house, his eyes suddenly blurred.

When he appeared again, Fang Mu was surprised to find that he was standing on the small path in the village again.

There is sunset setting in the sky, and time is approaching dusk.

Fang Mu touched his chin and thought for a while, and found that this time seemed to be unsatisfactory.

When I just left the wooden house, the sky was already dark, but it was approaching dusk again, exactly the same as when I first entered the village.

In order to confirm this conjecture, Fang Mu walked towards the wooden house.

There was still a family of four in the wooden house, and white juice was flowing on their faces.

This man was beaten into white juice by Fang Mu at the beginning, but now he is reappearing strangely.

Fang Mu looked at the sky, and it was already dark because he had walked a long way.

“Certify.”

Fang Mu stepped into the wooden house, and the family of four looked up at the opposite side.

But before they could speak, Fang Mu retreated again.

The moment he exited, the surrounding scenery blurred again, and Fang Mu appeared on the small path in the village again.

The sky changed from the original darkness to the dusk, and Fang Mu's answer has been confirmed.

When he quit the wooden house, he returned to the beginning, and not only that, everything began to repeat itself.

"It's another decrypted illusion." Fang Mu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, wondering whether to burn it here with a torch.

But if it is burned, it will not trigger the golden finger, which is really uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu began to explore this village one by one.

There are people with white mud on each wooden house, and whenever Fang Mu stepped out of the wooden house, everything returned to the original starting point, which gave Fang Mu a headache.

It’s a pity to burn it, it’s a big deal. If you don’t burn it, it’s quite a waste of time.

Fang Mu paced back and forth and made a decision: "Then don't go into these houses first, look for other places."

Since you enter the house and come out, it will be reset, so try not to enter the house.

This village is so big, look for it to see if you have found it.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu started looking for it in the village.
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