Liu Dingkui's mother was so angry that she was seriously ill and bedridden. The old father was also in a slump due to a sudden change. Fortunately, the daughter-in-law was virtuous and busy taking care of the whole family.

Two days later, Xiaolian, who had finished the trivial matters at home, held the food box with a little white silk tied to the food box, and carried the steamed braised pig head that had just been out of the pot in the other hand to the door of the county jail.

Of course, Li Tou is still on duty today. The guy who had just finished plastic surgery under his crotch, stood at the door with his waist and sang his head and singing a little song, so he was very proud. Seeing Xiaolian coming over and asked, "My lady, come to see your husband again? Oh hehe! Why, will such a big pig head become a pig head after eating it?"

Xiaolian put down the food box and took out a small piece of silver and handed it over and said, "Officials are kind, but this pig head is what the old man wants. Maybe it can cure my husband's madness after eating it, but I don't know if the old man will turn into a pig head after eating it."

"Oh! You've really found the right person. That old man is so amazing. He just repaired it for me. The knife skills are so good, and now it looks much better than before."

“What to fix?”

Li Toutou smiled awkwardly and said, "You go quickly! Say more good things to the old man."

Xiaolian didn't want to ask more questions and gave a gift. She picked up the food box and walked inside. Before she could even wait for her to hear the strange old man shouting loudly: "It smells so good! What delicious is it! I'm so greedy that the old man, come and try it."

Looking towards the direction where the fragrance came, Xiaolian walked over with the braised pig head. The old man immediately slapped his legs with both hands, screaming in anger: "I'm asking you to bring fresh pig heads!"

Xiaolian, who was full of confusion, said, "Isn't it fresh? I just took it out of the pot when I went out."

Liu Dingkui, who had been hungry for two days, came over and drooled with his mouth.

Xiaolian looked at Liu Dingkui and felt unbearable, and said to the old man: "Look at my husband's feeling so hungry. If I can't, I'll tear off a pig's ear and give it to him for food?"

The old man waved his hand and said helplessly: "Eat yours! Oh my god! Why did I meet such a pig-headed couple?" Seeing Liu Dingkui biting the pig's ears in big mouths, the greedy old man said to Xiaolian again: "Since it has been delivered to you, hurry up and let me eat it for a few more times."

The old man held the pig's head and chewed it on the pig's nose, saying, "I said, you little wife, why don't you listen to the sound? What I want is the fresh pig's head that I just killed, but you made this thing for me, but it's better that the pig's head tastes good enough. Go and bring the wine."

Xiaolian took out the wine pot from the food box and handed it over, and said timidly: "It's all Xiaolian's fault! I'll buy another one now."

"Forget it, you call Li Toulai, I'll ask him to buy it. It's useful to keep it for you."

Li Tou, who was called, smiled and leaned forward and said, "The saw and the brazier are here. I originally suspected that you would use this saw to escape from prison. But I felt relieved when the little lady said that you wanted to treat his husband's illness. Moreover, it would be difficult for me to see this small saw to escape from prison. Don't worry! I'm sure that the door will never allow idle people to come in."

"Tao Er Li, please let me know if you have something to do. Go and buy me a pig's head? It's good for you!"

Hearing that there was another benefit, Li Tou quickly replied, "What? Not enough to eat one? It's easy to say. Should you want to cook sauce or spicy food, just give me the order, and Lao Li will never refuse."

"It's all done."

Li Tou suddenly clapped his hands and realized, and said, "Oh! I got it, I got a pig's head and took a saw and put it on the brazier to grill it. I can't tell you, the old man, is really particular. But this barbecue, salt and cumin must be indispensable, so I must bring some by the way." Without waiting for the old man to reply, Li Tou rushed out of the door.

The old man looked at Xiaolian and said, "What? You all think I am like a foodie?"

Xiaolian nodded, suddenly realized something was wrong and shook her head quickly.

"Forget it, just foodies! Don't move when you stand there. Look at my magical powers."

The thin man suddenly exhaled, his stomach and head seemed to be deflated, and he rubbed against the iron fence and drilled out. He flashed into the neighboring throne, reached out and slapped Liu Dingkui's waist and eyes. Liu Dingkui was immediately unable to move.

The old man was quite strong, so he picked up Liu Dingkui and let him stand at the door with his face out. After that, he called Xiaolian to stand outside the door, and slapped it gently, and he also settled there.

The old man said to Liu Dingkui, "Now you are blessed, please watch it secretly!" After that, he took the scroll from his hand and looked at it. He suddenly felt uneasy. He shook his head hard and then stretched out his hand to pat it a few times before he could calm down. He thought to himself, "It's true! It's her, and I almost said, this thing is really only aimed at people with spiritual seeds. If you want to say that Liu Dingkui is still a talent, but it's a pity that the spiritual seeds are actually dirty by the scroll."

Liu Dingkui's strange screams came, and the noise made the old man shudder and turned his head to look, glared hard, and bounced his middle finger against his index finger toward his throat. The strange screams stopped. Liu Dingkui was so angry that he gasped.

The old man shrugged at Xiaolian and said, "There is nothing to do, you have to hold it back." After that, he took out the scroll and spit on it, smeared it evenly, and with a snap, the whole piece was stuck on Xiaolian's face. Suddenly, the smell of fishy saliva came into his nose and was so disgusting.

Xiao Lian, who was often put on her face by her husband, suddenly felt something was wrong, and some bad thoughts came to her mind, "Can this old man go crazy after reading the painting? He also wants to do that?" Although the young wife couldn't move, she was so scared that she couldn't help but tremble all over and consciously clamped her legs.

"Old man, what are you going to do? Did you make a mistake? My husband is the patient."

"Nonsense! How can you make a mistake? Close your eyes and don't talk, wait!"

He picked up the wine pot and took a sip, sprayed it towards his little face. After spraying, he picked up the trembling Xiaolian, clamped it with his left arm, and roasted it face down to the brazier. His face felt hot and wanted to scream, but a biting chill came from his back and headed straight toward the door. He felt that the flames were no longer fierce, and there was a warm feeling that he couldn't tell.

The old man held Xiaolian in one hand and pressed her back with the other hand. A humming sound that squeezed out from the teeth came from his mouth, and he said slowly: "Only cold power can force out the evil in this painting and turn it into righteousness for himself. However, this cold power is not something that ordinary people can bear. He can only bake it on the fire. Wait patiently and give you a beautiful face later, so that your man will never think about others again."

After hearing this, Xiaolian reacted from her shock and gritted her teeth firmly.

Suddenly, the scroll emitted some purple air and entered the body through its mouth and nose. The old man guided the purple air to flow into the abdomen. The fetus that was pouring into the body suddenly twitched like a demon, which made Xiaolian tremble violently. Her belly was projected by the purple light on the body, and it was faintly luminous and transparent. It was obvious that a little man was curled up. In just the time of a teacup, the scroll suddenly burst and burned. The old man stepped on Xiaolian, opened his mouth and sucked it into the body with a large mouth of flames.

Xiao Lian, with a gray face on her face, stood there blankly, staring at the old man with wide eyes. At this time, the old man seemed to have a lot of energy from sucking the flames, and said to Xiao Lian: "Don't be anxious, this is the critical time! It hurts a little, but if you can't, you can sleep for a while."

After saying that, he slapped Xiaolian fainted and said to Liu Dingkui, "You'll see if you open your eyes wide!" Rubbing his dirty hands, pinched his little face and pinched a steel needle and stuck it in the place where he was pinched. He stood there and pulled his beard and thought about the appearance in the painting. He pointed his fingers upwards toward the nostrils, and another few steel needles were stabbed around the nose with his other hand. Then he stretched out his index finger and scraped his long nails around his eyes. He still pinned the scratched area with a steel needle.

The old man stared at the little face for a long time and said to himself, "No, my mouth is a little bigger." After thinking about it, he slapped his head suddenly, "I have it!" He pinched a steel needle again, pulled out a silver hair from his head, and threaded the needle and sewed it over his mouth. The silver hair was really magical, and there was no scar after the sewing.

After a while of busy work, I looked at my little face, and there were dense steel needles with holes for sewing clothes. The old man nodded with satisfaction with his waist. He bit his index finger and squeezed out blood and gently pointed at the foot of the steel needle. He said, "Damn it, I have bleeding a lot today, I hope my kung fu is not in vain!"

After clicking, the old man muttered silently a few times, and saw a white light lit up at the blood spot, and his hands quickly pulled out all the steel needles.

At this time, the burning black and gray mixed with blood stains on her little face. If it weren't for the white teeth, she wouldn't have seen her face. The old man grabbed the wine pot again and took a sip and sprayed it on, grabbed his wide sleeve and wiped it randomly.

Her pink and round face, a slightly raised handsome nose, and a red mouth. Although she closed her eyes, she could imagine the brightness under her long eyelashes.

The old man kept looking around Xiaolian, and his mouth was filled with satisfactory smacking sounds.

At this time, Liu Dingkui stared at his wife with wide eyes, but he could not move, could not speak, and could only breathe heavily.

He reached out and gently stroked her spine. With a slight huff, the beautiful little Lian slowly woke up, feeling that her abdomen was warm and swollen. Seeing that the old man was looking up and down with a strange look, why did this look so familiar? By the way, the old man looked at the pig's head just now. He was scared in his heart, so he quickly looked down at his lower body. He felt that there was nothing abnormal in the key parts and asked, "What's wrong?" As soon as he spoke, he felt that his speech was not as refreshing and fluent as before, and the corners of his mouth were still aching.

"Don't worry, I just finished it, I'll get used to it later."
Chapter completed!