I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 284 Brainless Village 95
After the chickens left the field automatically, the chicken feather monster immediately surrounded the two people who were exhausted on the ground, pierced their skin with their fangs, sucked blood, and ate meat.

"Yeah——" a sound sounded, and the wooden door in the courtyard of the lame old man next door was opened from the inside.

Leaning on crutches, the lame old man came out of the wooden house slowly, stood in the yard, and looked towards the dirt road on the left side of the yard.

On the dirt road in the middle, those chicken feather monsters were eating two ordinary people who had died, and the scene was extremely bloody.

"Tut tsk tsk." Looking at the picture in front of him, the lame old man shook his head again and again, and sighed, "Blood doesn't taste good when this person is dead."

As he said that, the lame old man suddenly laughed, and that laughter sounded extremely creepy.

The chickens flying on the road looked over vigilantly when they heard the movement coming from the lame old man's yard.

After seeing the lame old man, those chickens seemed to be on a stimulant, and the whole body of the chickens trembled wildly, and a group of chickens screamed "cluck cluck!"

After a while, those chickens flapped their wings suddenly, opened their wings, and flew towards the lame old man.

The whole flock of chickens hovered over the lame old man, and after flying for a while, some of them landed on the lame old man affectionately, rubbing against him non-stop, like a child acting like a spoiled child to his mother.

"Okay, let's all go back." The lame old man said with a smile, and he laughed cheerfully, his face full of pampering.

The lame old man really regarded these chickens as treasures. If he didn't know that these chickens were delicious food in his eyes, he would have thought that these chickens were his pets.

After the lame old man finished speaking, the chickens flapped their wings and flew over him, circling for a while, and finally flew away reluctantly in different directions after a while.

And on the dirt road outside the yard, those chicken feather monsters had already eaten the two men, and they were standing on the road not enjoying themselves, licking their lips.

The lame old man stared at them, and suddenly sneered, "Go back, don't look, there is no food for you here."

Listening to the lame old man's words, those chicken feather monsters looked at me and I looked at you, standing still like children who couldn't find their way.

"It turns out that so many people ate Lao Tzu's chickens secretly." The lame old man said fiercely, his eyes swept over the chicken feather monsters one by one with unfriendly eyes.

"I remember your faces, and I will catch someone else in the future. Otherwise, the next batch of chicken feed that I make will be you!"

The lame old man pulled the corner of his mouth, picked up a crutch, and pointed at the feather monsters one by one, "It's your stinky face."

After the lame old man vented, he suddenly laughed, "Forget it, you don't understand anyway."

"As soon as the sun rises tomorrow, I will return to the shabby look I was before. I can't remember anything, and I can only stay in the fields day by day."

The lame old man kept talking to those feather monsters, and began to curse, with disgust on his face.

As he was talking, the lame old man suddenly remembered something and clicked his tongue lightly, "Oh, that's not right...how on earth did you steal Lao Tzu's chicken?"

The lame old man looked at the chicken feather monsters strangely, "I thought, you bastards! Maybe I got confused and secretly changed my chicken while I was delivering feed to those chickens!"

"But let me think about it, this is so wrong. Although I am over 100 years old, I am still not so confused! How can you have a chance to escape my sight?!"

"Damn it, I took care of everything! It's impossible for someone to touch my chickens without me knowing! Unless the wooden house is smashed!"

(End of this chapter)