Chapter 38 Isn’t there anyone younger in your industry?

Village Chief Lin stood in the hall for a while as if he was possessed by a demon, and then walked to the kitchen at home.

Third Sister Lin has seen her mother's symptoms of sleepwalking no less than three times.

Three times, three lives have left this world.

The first time it was the chickens at home, the second time it was the geese at home, and the third time it was the old dog that had been raised at home for almost ten years.

This time, who knows what it will be!

Third Sister Lin immediately thought of the scholar who lived in the outer room, and her heart beat rapidly.

She wanted to stop her mother, but she just thought about it.

She was scared, really scared, because such a mother felt strange.

She didn't dare to yell. Firstly, she was afraid that her mother would discover her, which would lead to terrible consequences. Secondly, she was worried that if the villagers discovered her mother's strangeness, it would be detrimental to her mother, the village chief.

There are many tortoises in the small village of Chi Qian. Their family has been famous in the village for too long and they have to be careful in everything they do.

At most, the mother would kill some chickens, geese, and pigs, but at the worst, she would kill some people.

Third Sister Lin's eyes shone, and she became more and more sure of her idea.

Others would lose at most one life, but she could never lose her mother!

So whenever this happens, she always hides in her quilt and pretends to be dead, thinking that she can avoid all disasters by hiding in her shell like a turtle with its head shrinking.

Village Chief Lin wore brightly embroidered shoes and carried a kitchen knife out of the house.

No matter where the kitchen knives and scissors are hidden at home, she can always find them like a sleepwalker.

Under the moonlight, the elderly village chief Lin's face was very pale, dazzlingly white, just like the white flags hung after dead people in the village.

She made some vague sounds, and then turned her eyes towards the direction of her guest room.

Her steps looked old, but her landing was extremely light, making almost no sound.

At this moment, Ji Que was sleeping in the room with no intention of waking up, and there was even a slight smile on his lips.

Village Chief Lin walked towards the house where he was, the dark kitchen knife in his hand emitting a faint cold light.

The door in the guest room is closed from the inside, but this is not a problem for Village Chief Lin.

She came to the door of the house, took a kitchen knife and pried it at the crack of the door. The old door bolt suddenly lost its function and hung aside.

There was a squeak, and the sound was very soft and fine.

The door was opened, and Ji Que was still sleeping in the room and did not wake up.

Village Chief Lin glanced around the room with empty eyes, and quickly turned his gaze from the bed to the recliner in the dark.

On the recliner, Ji Que slept there, sleeping very sweetly, as sweet as eating honey.

His presence, like a firefly in the dark night, immediately attracted the old woman's attention.

Although the village chief is old and even suffers from a strange disease, the handsome scholar still has great attraction to her.

She walked slowly to the reclining chair and stared at Ji Que with her empty eyes that seemed to be unable to gather any light, as if staring at a piece of meat on a cutting board.

She had a knife in her hand, a kitchen knife for cutting meat. The blade was dark in color and the blade was sharp.

The next moment, Village Chief Lin's face began to twist and deform, and the knife in his hand was raised.

The Ji Que in front of her was like the chicken, the goose, and the old dog at home before. Only by killing them could she calm down.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo"

Village Chief Lin made a strange sound, and the next moment, the kitchen knife struck straight down.

Her movements were crisp and neat, just as skillful as when she was chopping chickens and killing geese.

But at this moment, there was a dull flash of knife light, and the kitchen knife that was supposed to hit the scholar's forehead bounced back and struck into Village Chief Lin's shoulder with a click.

The fat on Village Chief Lin's chin trembled a few times, feeling a little disgusted, and the expression on his face became even more distorted.

Even after receiving a knife that was so deep that his bones were visible, Village Chief Lin still did not scream, struggle, or even bleed.

On the recliner, Ji Que's breathing was steady, as if he was still sleeping.

It can be seen from the slightly raised corners of his mouth that he must have dreamed of something happy.

The bounce of the knife just now was more like an unconscious dance while he was dreaming.

Village Chief Lin looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment. Then he pulled the kitchen knife out of his shoulder and looked at Ji Que again.

She stood there, concentrating, then the blood vessels on her face bulged, and she cut them off again.

This knife was faster and more fierce than before, and it was intended to cut Ji Que's head right through.

As a result, the next moment, there was only a muffled click, which was the sound of the kitchen knife being inserted into the meat.

Village Chief Lin stood where he was, but with a kitchen knife on his face.

The kitchen knife was embedded very deeply, as if her old face was split into two pieces, so her slightly stunned expression seemed to be split into two pieces.

On the recliner, Ji Que seemed to be still asleep, even snoring.

Village Chief Lin's face twisted and became particularly ferocious, and then she walked out of the house without saying a word, walking very quickly.

As a result, just when she was about to walk out of the guest room, a very young voice suddenly sounded from behind - "It would be too rude to leave after killing someone."

Village Chief Lin paused and turned around. The kitchen knife was still embedded in the center of his face, looking like a ferocious evil ghost.

Ji Que was still lying on the recliner, but this time he opened his eyes.

He has always been vigilant as he has suffered from bad luck all year round, but the appearance of this old woman tonight still made him feel a little surprised.

Because he didn't wake up from his dream until the other party walked up to him, raised the knife and made a "whooshing" sound.

This has rarely happened in the past.

You must know that he has been burglarized and robbed many times before. Every time the bad guys pushed the window or wooden door, or used a bamboo tube to pass through the window paper, or spit out the drug, he would wake up from his sleep in time.

But this time, he was unexpectedly approached by the other party.

Does this mean that the old woman has very good body skills, or that she is very weird and cannot be inferred by common sense?

Today's Ji Que is more inclined to the second view.

The old woman had a bone-deep wound on her shoulder, and a sharp kitchen knife was embedded in her face, but she still didn't appear to be feeling any discomfort.

She didn't even shed a drop of blood.

No matter how anemic the elderly are, they cannot be this poor. This only shows that the other person is not a human being.

Ah, I met something that is not human again.

This frequency cannot be said to be high, but it cannot be said to be low.

For a moment, Ji Que couldn't help but feel a little depressed. The way he dressed and looked, he was even more Caichen than Caichen. How could it be that he was an old woman when this happened twice.

Where is Xiaoqian? If you don’t have Xiaoqian, you can have something nice, but this is all nonsense.

So he couldn't help but complain: "Aren't there any younger people in your industry?"

As he said this, he stood in front of the old woman, as if questioning this guy.
Chapter completed!