Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 103: Roasted whole lamb

"A good person like me,

Should have lived a splendid life,

How come over twenty years,

Still floating in the sea of ​​people,

A smart person like me,

We have long bid farewell to innocence,

Why do you still use a relationship,

Go and change a wound.................."

The fat man sitting in the passenger seat was holding a large speaker in his hand and connected to Bluetooth. At this time, Mao’s hard-to-reach "A Man Like Me" was playing. The fat man’s eyes drifted away from the window, slightly Deep, as if he was singing his own monologue in the song, it looked like a terrible ass. You know, this loudspeaker was used by the fat man yesterday to play music at the funeral. He brought it out this time specifically for For the new temple.

Su Bai was sitting in the back seat alone. The man who drove was Buddha. The monk got off the schedule ahead of time and got off at Leshan High-speed Railway Station and planned to take the train to Xi'an.

Su Bai doesn't think that the monk is to avoid embarrassment, so he is temporarily separated from him. First, he is not so indifferent, and second, the monk is not the kind of thin-skinned person.

Maybe the monk felt that he needed to quietly prepare for the next advancement. In short, there were only three people left in the car back to the orphanage.

Father answered a few phone calls while driving. On weekdays, he had a stance of seeing his followers and his followers in the temple, but since the temple was to be built, he naturally needed some people to run around. Before leaving, the monk also drew a sketch and kept it, which is considered part of his design plan.

After a while, when the new temple is built, maybe the monk has almost succeeded in returning.

The car was driving on Panshan Road, and there was heavy fog around it, and the water vapor was heavy, but Su Bai still left the car windows open. Soon, the clothes and the car windows were moistened with moisture.

"Take a break, do you want something to eat?" Foye asked.

"Then go to the front and take a break. There is food in the back of the car. Let's have a picnic by ourselves." The fat man suggested. In fact, it is also possible in the service areas on both sides of the highway in the mountains and in the villages and towns that the highway passes through. The restaurant where you eat, but the taste does not taste very good.

After Foye pulled over and parked, the fat man brought out some food and drinks, and the brothers drank a can of beer on the grass by the cliff.

The scenery here is really good, but after all, people will be aesthetically tired. Driving all the way, except for mountains or mountains, I don’t think it’s strange if I see too much.

Su Bai ate some bread and potato chips, while Fatty went to the nearby stream to fetch two buckets of instant noodles, boiled them with talisman paper, and soaked two buckets of instant noodles.

To be honest, I just tasted the craftsmanship of the monk yesterday, and now I am eating these, and it really feels hard to swallow. In fact, for the three Su Bai, eating is just a kind of enjoyment, not for Alive, so the three of them are actually quite picky about food. The story world is in a special environment and naturally there is no way, but in the real world, there is no need for everyone.

Fatty's instant noodles were put down after one bite, a little helplessly said: "Damn, why the plastic taste in one bite, don't eat it anymore."

Fat'er started to play a little temper.

The Buddha continued to eat leisurely, Su Bai was noncommittal.

The fat man turned his eyes and looked at Su Bai first, leaned against Su Bai with his shoulder, and asked, "Prince prince, can you still eat these crude food?"

Su Bai smiled and said: "It would be better if you put a little blood to match me with bread."

"..." The fat man ate a little, and then said to Lord Buddha, "Father, let's get something else to eat? It's not a hurry to go back to the orphanage anyway, and the road is not far away. Since we need to get out of the car Picnic, you really have a picnic."

"What can I eat here?" Foye asked.

"Isn't there a goat at the turning corner? Let's get one and get a roasted whole lamb. Fatty, my grilling skill is still good, so I just want to save some money at that time." Su Bai Patted his chest and boasted.

Fatty knows how to cook Sichuan food. He used to cook at Lao Fang's house. After all, most people who taste good can cook with both hands.

But, roast whole lamb?

"What's wrong, you don't believe it? I sue you, if it weren't for the son to inherit my father's business, I thought I was going to be a cook." The fat man got up, walked over to the corner, and instructed: "Pick up some firewood and set it up."

Su Bai and Lord Buddha looked at each other, and both put down the things in their hands.

But at this moment, a goat suddenly came here on his own initiative. The fat man was stunned for a moment. He thought that a dedicated warrior had come, but who would have thought that the goat would go around the fat man and follow him? Wade down the cliff and landslide, and there was a clear stream below.

The goat himself started to vomit when he ran to the creek. Yes, he vomited. Su Bai had never seen a goat vomiting like a human since he was a child, and the goat vomited again after a while. , And then continue to vomit.

"Hey, it's evil." The fat man walked back, "This stuff is going to be refined?"

"It's doing self-cleaning, the purpose is to make it easier for us to eat." Su Bai lighted a cigarette, then handed it to the fat man, then looked around, and a little girl appeared on the opposite mountain. , The little girl was wearing quaint simple clothes, and she seemed to be looking at Su Bai across the cliff.

The next moment, Su Bai's figure disappeared from the same place and appeared on the opposite mountain, and the girl turned around and looked at Su Bai.

Su Bai felt a very weak evil spirit from the opponent.

"What the **** are you?" After saying that, Su Bai beckoned to the fat man on the opposite side, and motioned to the fat man to come and take a look. After all, Su Bai knew that this one in front of him was not a human, but it did not look like Demon, not a zombie.

Fatty Yujian came over. Although he had always wanted to learn from Li Xiaoyao so free and easy, Hu Ge was not so bloated. He didn't feel the elegance and ease at all. On the contrary, it made people feel like a mass of meat fell over.

The girl turned around and looked at the fat man again. She didn't speak or speak, as if she couldn't think.

The fat man walked here, put his hand on the top of the girl's head, and then his eyes fixed, and in a flash, he pulled out a silver needle from the back of the girl's head. The silver needle is very long and is the palm of two adults. Length, and it has been stuck in the girl’s head before.

When the silver needle was taken out by the fat man, the smile on the girl's face immediately became more intense, and then the body began to split, and a pile of paper gold ingots and silver ingots flew out of it, and these paper ingots fell to the ground After burning on its own, it exudes a stench.

"What is this?" Su Bai asked again.

In fact, the girl’s threat is not a threat. After all, the three of them are not the former Wu Xia Amen. Unless they encounter armor or Fusu’s pre-Qin-related abnormalities, there is little threat. By the time they are safe, of course, threats within the audience circle are not counted.

"The little girl who was buried with me became a spirit, and she ran out by herself, looking for us to find relief. The goat was brought here as a reward for us." The fat man said calmly, "Haha , The goat has already vomited its intestines. I’ll go to pick up and get the barbecue early."

Su Bai lowered his head and looked at the paper dust on the ground. After smoking the cigarette quietly, he returned to Fatty's side. The Fatty's hatchet was used by the Fatty to debone and scrape meat. When Su Bai came back At that time, two people had raised the fire and also set up a simple grill.

"Then I'll wait to eat." Su Bai had nothing to help, and he didn't seem to be able to use himself. Sitting next to him, Su Bai said: "The suppression of broadcasting is getting weaker and weaker. ."

The appearance of Fusu, the riot of the armored men, this is the big aspect, and now the three of them can actually meet a girl who doesn’t know which burial tomb came from. This is a minor aspect. In short, it seems that when the broadcast is about to move, the things that are not visible on weekdays seem to have lost more restraint. This is different from what I and others expected before. Everyone thinks that the broadcast will be cleaned up, but now The ants are already crawling grandiosely in the living room.

"Maybe, broadcasting has already changed the plane attributes of this world. Maybe it is broadcasting that deliberately suppresses some things in order to allow this world to retain some things that should not appear and exist in a technological civilization. Things." Foye guessed, "After all, broadcasting also knows the truth that there are no fish when the water is clear, but I think that after broadcasting leaves here and enters the next world plane, the plane attributes of this world will undergo a self-improvement. Clean up.

Of course, the level of this cleaning will be relatively low, just like a piece of clothing just washed with water, which can remove most of the dirt, but the stubborn stains still need to be let the listener before the broadcast To solve it. "

"We don’t need to take action at this level. Since the girls who are buried with me can be transformed, obviously, the owner of the tomb should be more powerful, but at least a senior person can solve it, and the broadcast will not send us real tasks. To do this, this is too much material." The fat man said, smash it, smash it, and said helplessly: "I only have salt here, but I don't have any other seasonings. Let's make do with it, at least better than instant noodles. "

Although there was wood in the fire, the fat man added an ignition talisman, so the fire burned like a small stove. After a while, the fat man began to cut the meat. One big piece, sitting on the floor, everyone started to eat.

Su Bai tore a piece and put it in his mouth~IndoMTL.com~The mutton was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, as well as the right mutton smell.

"Hey, I like to eat something with a stinky smell, otherwise, what is the difference with eating pork?" The fat man smiled, obviously quite satisfied with his craft.

Su Bai took a few more bites, then put the lamb down and said: "No."

"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good." The fat man asked.

"We went to Leshan, but Fusu, who was sealed in Leshan, came out, and the armored man who was sealed under Sanjiang also started to be restless and almost came out. If this is explained by coincidence, it is barely possible, but it is inexplicable. The girls who became elites in the tombs of the burial can take the initiative to come to us for relief...

I thought it was weird before, because with our current level of strength, even if the girl who was buried with us is a fine, it is impossible to sense the special aura in us. Based on her level of strength, we should feel that we are just ordinary people. . "

Su Bai paused again, and then a touch of enlightenment appeared on his face, "I understand, Lord Buddha, your guess should be wrong. I think the way of cleaning the radio is very simple. We should have it when we first became listeners. It feels like those strange and strange things will happen around you more frequently or be touched by yourself.

So now,

The radio frequency should be adjusted higher. Now all the listeners in the real world are like big light bulbs in the dark night for things that do not meet the theme of the medium-sized technological civilization plane. Listeners, those nearby things will come over, regardless of their strength,

Even if it's... the moths fight the fire.

We are actually okay, even seniors can be considered okay, but experiencers, low-level listeners and ordinary listeners may have been a while ago, and the real world may be more dangerous for them than the story world. . . "