I'm a mentally ill person, and I was chosen to participate in the Rules of the Strange Tales.

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I wonder how they are doing now.

The villagers brought a lot of rice, flour, and meat, but very few snacks.

Sun Wei is so stingy, I don't know if she'd be willing to buy snacks for Shi Shi and the others.

Will Shi Shi and the others become afraid of Sun Wei again after she leaves them?

And there's that kid Niu Jieshi.

Although he looks a bit unkempt, with a little grooming he would definitely be a hunk at the level of a fitness instructor.

Finding a good girl shouldn't be difficult.

Being a pervert can't put food on the table, but you still need to find a wife.

No no no!

He should just stay gay!

The "old glass" attribute is perfect for him!

What if his sexual orientation changes and he sets his sights on Sun Wei?

Yes, that's right, this guy is gay by nature!

I kept thinking about it.

Jiang Xiao then fell asleep.

And not long after he fell asleep.

After cutting off his tongue, he opened the door and came out.

Truly: One step at a time!

It felt like my soles were coated with essential oil.

Many people from fencing clubs were immediately impressed by the comment section.

Holy crap! This reminds me of someone I've known before!

[Holy crap! This severed tongue gives me a strange feeling of a sturdy cow.]

[Wow, so your impression of Niu Jieshi is limited to its essential oils?]

[This thing is covered in peanut oil! It's not the same breed as the Wagyu beef.]

Everyone:.

Why is his dog sneaking out so late?

[I bet two bags of peanuts that this guy is planning to ambush Jiang Xiao to get revenge.]

Isn't this like going to the toilet with a lantern and looking for poop?

However, it's not fair to blame someone for cutting off their tongue and courting death.

He still doesn't know that Jiang Xiao is immortal.

He simply attributed his failure to his own lack of strength and slow speed.

Hey guys, stock up on snacks, I'm planning to watch movies all night!

That's true; I feel tonight's program should be more interesting than the Spring Bowl.

[Stop talking, I'm going to tear open a bag of spicy strips first~]

‘Click~’

Jiang Xiao's door was opened by the oily, broken tongue.

"Ugh, ugh~"

As soon as the door opened, Duan She couldn't help but spill some of Old Yellow Milk again.

This intensified his murderous intent!

You think you're so tough?

You never dreamed that the supernatural would act unpredictably and sneak up on you in the middle of the night, right?

A 'clang' sound.

A huge cleaver appeared in the man with the severed tongue.

Just in case, he went straight to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest tool!

"We have to approach stealthily, without firing a shot."

"You can't make a sound; that would make it very easy for you to cut off your tongue."

He kept encouraging himself even after his tongue was cut off.

All I had to do was get close to this fool and quietly raise the cleaver in my hand.

Everything must be done carefully; we must not wake this perverted being.

coming!

Labor and management should just take immediate action and cut them down!

'boom! '

The powerful force cleaved Jiang Xiao and the bed in two!

Dark red blood and entrails were spilled all over the ground.

That's good!

What good is a mere chosen one, no matter how strong?

Wasn't it just like a maggot that I easily snapped in two?!

Unfortunately, Duan She was mute, otherwise he really wanted to laugh out loud.

The thrill of revenge was infinitely greater than the sheer pleasure of simply torturing and killing the Chosen Ones!

Get it!

"You mute, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

A dull voice from the left interrupted the tongue-cutting man's train of thought.

"Oh my god! Where's my bed? My bed is gone! You mute, do you know what's going on?"

There was an even wiser voice on the right.

The man with the severed tongue looked back and forth in a daze.

what's the situation?

Is it a clone technique or something else?

The scene before him was beyond his comprehension.

Jiang Xiaoyi: "Aha, aha, ahahahahahaha."

Jiang Xiao Er: "I think I understand. You mute, are you still hungry? You want Chef Da Xing to cook again, right?"

hiss.

The man with the severed tongue couldn't help but take a few steps back.

If I remember correctly, I'm the weirdo in the ghost stories, right?

But why are all the things that happened to us today so strange?

However, under Jiang Xiao's attribute suppression, it was easy to come, but difficult to leave.

"Tell me! Are you still hungry or not?!"

One of them, Jiang Xiao, suddenly stood up and grabbed the collar of the man with the severed tongue.

The latter was so frightened that he could only shake his head and wave his hands repeatedly.

“Aba aba aba.”

"What does it mean if you don't say anything? Do you still want to eat or are you not full yet?"

“Aba aba aba.”

“I think we should use butter to pry his mouth open, otherwise we won’t be able to understand what he means.”

"Aba aba aba? Aba aba!"

"Hey, but he just keeps saying 'Aba aba'."

"I get it! Aba means he's not full and wants to eat more!"

Tongue amputation: ? ? ?

You're asking me, a mute, to say any syllable other than "abba," isn't that a bit too much to ask?

"Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, I'm going to start cooking. As the administrator, I have that obligation."

"My old friend, I don't know if you like Haiba paste, but its texture is really amazing!"

Just when he thought, "My life is over," he had lost his tongue.


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