Zhang Hu, Mao Zixing, Luo Pingyang and others crossed the heavenly chasm. Later, after Wu Yonglin was captured by Du Qingyuan for no reason, he was anxious and rushed to the road overnight, fearing that Wu Yonglin would make some mistakes, so he rushed back to the Taohua Inn.

A big guy like the bed crossbow really hindered their journey, and there were no horses dragging the big guy. Cuomli imitated Wu Yonglin to tear off the bed crossbow and found a hidden place to hide it.

When Zhang Hu and others rushed back to Taohua Inn again, A Chang, Zhao Huaien, and the chef waited for the previous heat. Feng Shiniang seemed to have gone out and did not come back until it was dark. Everyone looked at the cook's food, and they had no time to care about so much. However, after drinking, everyone was so sleepy that they could hardly open their eyelids. Zhang Hu felt in a daze that someone was being carried into the room, but why were everyone being carried into the same room? Then, he felt like he was thrown on the bed like a sandbag, but there was no soft bedding on the bed, and there seemed to be a hole. He slid down a ramp, and the force of the person who was thrown down was very strong. With a "boom", the man's head hit Zhang Hu's temple directly, and Zhang Hu fainted.

When Zhang Hu woke up again, Feng Shiniang and Jiuer girls stood in front of him at some point. The room was filled with bloody smell and stinking feces. Although he and Luo Pingyang both liked to eat pigs, he was still almost vomited by the unpleasant smell. When he opened his eyes and looked at everything around him in a daze, he realized that it seemed like a slaughterhouse around him. It was just that the pigs were not slaughtered, but the living people. If Feng Shiniang had not awakened him, he would have followed in the footsteps of those people.

Zhang Hu was naked at this time. He originally wanted to find a piece of clothing to cover his shame, but he was dizzy and could not use any force on his body. When the butcher slowly walked in with a ghost-like oil lamp like a ghost fire, he pretended to sleep again.

He heard the conversation between the chef and Feng Shiniang and Jiuer clearly. Thinking of the chef's incognito and doing so many evil things over the years, he wanted to get up and kill this real evil man. However, the medicine power on his body was like peeling silk and pulling a cocoon. What's more, the chef probably put a weight in the wine of himself and others that could make the big bull faint. It would be difficult for a moment to restore his original strength.

At this time, the chopping board on which Zhang Hu was lying on top was just across the middle of the chef, Feng Shiniang and Jiuer. Zhang Hu's original head was facing Feng Shiniang and Jiuer. He just used his eyes to wink at the back who had no way out. The two of them understood it. One by one, they copied the chopping board where Zhang Hu and him were lying.

The chef did not expect these two women to come like this. The pig-killing knife he swung out and slashed directly to the edge of the panel with a "wow" sound. The force he had just used was extremely strong, and the entire blade of the pig-killing knife was trapped in the heavy and thick wooden chopping board.

Just when the chef wanted to avoid the chopping board that was tilted and slipped over, his waist was held firmly by Zhang Hu, who woke up at some point. The chopping board, which was almost a hundred pounds, hit the ground with a "boom". However, before it hit the ground, it first hit the instep of the chef's left and right feet.

A sound of howling ghosts and wolves shocked Zhang Hu's eardrums swelled. It turned out that the chef was also afraid of pain.

Zhang Hu rolled to the side, Feng Shiniang and Jiuer sent the chopping board forward, and with a bang, the cook's fat body was pressed firmly by the chopping board of about 100 pounds. The cook, who was originally trying to resist, was kicked hard on Zhang Hu's temple and immediately turned into an honest dead pig. This guy who was still arrogant just now was taken care of by two women who didn't know how to do anything, and a patient was obedient. The retribution in this life really came as soon as possible.

"Zhang Hu, how do you feel all over?" Feng Shiniang asked with concern.

"If I had been doing this, I would have cleaned up this old guy, and the medicine I put on is not light. I would have put it in my fairy board. When I recovered, I would have to remove him for ten or eight yuan, which would have been so angry." Zhang Hu said while covering up his shame with a bamboo basket with the bottom. At this time, the light in the basement was dim and his eyesight was limited, which also avoided the embarrassing scene of Zhang Hu facing the two women naked.

"You know, I don't like men who are full of dirty words." Feng Shiniang's face showed a trace of good health, and she didn't feel hiding.

"You are not me, you are still very concerned about it. Why are you still like a piece of wood here? Go and wake up the others. When the chef's reinforcements come, we can't escape." Zhang Hu seemed to be secretive about that dream. Since he can't pretend to be a literati, it's better to be a real rough man.

Feng Shiniang felt that Zhang Hu was strange, as if he was deliberately irritating himself, and he felt that it was due to his nature. He felt so sad in his heart. Did he just know his true face from the chef and want to divide the relationship between Chu and Han, and break it up with one knife? Feng Shiniang was stunned on the spot for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Jiuer's secret scream "bad" broke the embarrassment between the two. When Zhang Hu and Feng Shiniang looked at the direction where Jiuer was shouting at the same time, the chef who had just been pressed on the ground by the chopping board was missing during this gap. Only then did Zhang Hu regret that he hadn't killed the kid just now.

The sound of the iron chain dragging sounded particularly clear in such a quiet space. When Feng Shiniang ran towards the direction where the chef came in, the squeaking sound rang again, but this time it was not the chef who was opening the door, but he locked Zhang Hu, Feng Shiniang, Jiuer, Luo Pingyang, Mao Zixing, Cuo Muli and others who were still unconscious in the basement, and added a seemingly thick iron chain to the door bolt.

"You two have to choose an occasion for you to be in a bad mood. Now, it will be difficult for us to go out from here."

"Cook, you are a turtle son, you have no son." Zhang Hu probably took out all the most unbearable and vicious words in his life from his stomach. In this secret room, the echoes returned to the three of them, making Feng Shiniang disgusted with Zhang Hu's true nature.

"Swear, keep scolding. I'll put some poison gas in and poison you, a grandson, to death. Do you still dare to be arrogant?"

When Luo Pingyang, Mao Zixing, Cuomli and others slowly woke up, the chef did fulfill his promise. A spicy and pungent gas seemed to be poured in from some small holes. Jiuer was shocked when she heard it and shouted in shock: "This thing seems to be the 'Five Immortals Powder'. If you inhale too much, you will die of ulceration. Feng Shiniang, think about whether there is any other way out here."

"You turtle" Feng Shiniang was also stunned by Zhang Hu's anger. The 'turtle son' just now almost blurted out. Feng Shiniang pondered for a moment, and said to herself with golden light: "When I was digging this cellar over the years, I seemed to hear the sound of digging not far away. There is no house in Taohua Town that has built a place to hide out. Don't worry, as long as I dig it next door, I will definitely find a way out."
Chapter completed!