The morning in Fumian City is noisy. The street shops open their doors early to welcome customers, and the sound of small merchants and hawkers walking around the streets and hawking is endless.
But the quiet and noisy life is filled with a depressing atmosphere, which seems to make people breathless. People are always in a hurry, and many people have nervous looks on their brows.
The world is not good. There are rumors that a catastrophe is coming to the world. People in many distant areas are dead. Countless people have fled after hearing the news. No one knows when the catastrophe will come here.
There are already many people fleeing in the city, the public security is chaotic and people are panicked, and countless people are gathering in this direction from all directions outside the city.
But life always has to go on
Walking along the street, Yun Jing steps into the crowd and is not eye-catching. Now he has a return to nature, and he is not as eye-catching as he used to be.
Soon he smelled a different kind of fragrance, which was obviously a mixture of various foods and had a strong fragrance.
It was a breakfast shop on the street that sold large pots of vegetables, meat, spices and condiments. The large pot alone could hold at least hundreds of kilograms of food.
There were already more than a dozen people dining there. Yunjing walked over and sat down at an empty table and asked the old man who was busy beside the pot: "Shopkeeper, how do you sell this food?"
The other party took the time to say: "The shopkeeper can't afford this guest. We are just a roadside stall. One bowl of food and steamed buns are enough for ten companions. Do you want one?"
"Okay, let's have one and pay the bill after eating." Yunjing nodded immediately. The people around him were enjoying the food.
As we all know, big pot dishes are the most difficult to make. The store can make them so fragrant. Although they don¡¯t look very good, I think the taste shouldn¡¯t be too bad.
"Okay, guest, please wait a moment"
It was obvious that most of the people who came here to eat were old customers. While Yunjing was waiting, he might have seen a strange face, and someone took the initiative to introduce this restaurant to him.
"This guy is from out of town. His big pot dishes have been here for more than ten years. The business is very good. They have meat and vegetables. Although it is a bit expensive, it is enough. Many people like to come here. "Tooth Beating Festival"
"Yes, he only sells one pot every day and closes the stall when it is sold out. Many people come late and don't get to eat."
It can be heard that the diners have fully affirmed this restaurant. They are all at the bottom, and affordability is the most important. Being able to eat well and have oil and water is better than anything else. If you have a sip of wine, , those were simply magical days.
Yunjing smiled expectantly and said, "Then I have to give it a try."
He came earlier, and at this moment, there was already a queue around him. Many people in the queue were looking around, as if they were looking for a place to squat down and start gobbling.
There are only three people in the store, a couple and a son, and they are so busy that they don¡¯t even touch the floor.
A bowl of big pot of food was served on the table. After saying "Slowly," the store owner went to work. There were kuaizi and a big box on the table. The box contained steamed buns. You can take them by yourself. You are satisfied, but you cannot take them away.
The model is somewhat similar to a semi-self-service restaurant. You won¡¯t lose money if you come to a few pot-bellied restaurants. Just go with the quantity.
With one hand of steamed buns and the other of kuaizi, Yunjing started to eat. After one bite, the taste was quite good. This reminded Yunjing of his childhood. If a family in the village held a banquet, after all the relatives and friends left, there would be no leftover dishes. It will be thrown away, mixed together and cooked in a big pot, and then the whole village will be invited to eat it, which is called a fragrant meal.
Don¡¯t think that eating the leftovers is a waste. At that time, it was good to eat some.
Life in the market is always accompanied by small talk. They always talk about hearsay and their own experiences. No matter what, they just have fun.
The most talked about issue is the current situation, which concerns oneself. Everyone has more or less sadness on their face.
While eating and listening, Yunjing felt sad in his heart. What made him sigh was that when people talked about the topic that many people were fleeing, they asked if they wanted to go far away, and someone answered that they didn¡¯t even want their home anymore. ? Where can one go to escape? Moreover, when disaster strikes, can one escape hundreds of miles or thousands of miles?
In fact, people all know that if a disaster really strikes, there is no point in escaping. However, the reason why there are so many people fleeing is because they don¡¯t want to die. Every step they take is a hope of living
After finishing a bowl of food, Yunjing only ate one steamed bun. It wasn't that it didn't taste good, but he didn't need to eat that much. Eating was just a habit he had developed since childhood.
He left ten copper coins to check out and left. He didn¡¯t have any coins in this place, but there were many in the spider monster¡¯s manor, so it wasn¡¯t too much for him to take a little.
 Hundreds of fat and thin young girls are dancing gracefully. They are dressed in cool clothes and their dance movements are more explicit than those of brothel girls.
There are not many spectators. Apart from the surrounding guards, the only one left is a man with a crown on the throne. He is hugged from left to right, and there are people who are squeezing his shoulders and beating his legs. Enjoy it as much as you want.
??Looking at the sky, you should know that it has just dawned. No matter how debauched the king of this country is, how can he watch a group of young ladies dancing so early in the morning? Not talking about dealing with national affairs, your sleep is more normal than this, right?
Especially the dancing women were obviously extremely tired, their graceful figures were being damaged, and most of the dancing women¡¯s feet were dripping with blood. It seemed like they had been dancing all night, and their delicate feet were worn out!
In a normal country, if the king was so lewd and cruel, he would have been overthrown long ago. But if the king was abnormal, then it would be explained.
Thinking of this, Yunjing quickly discovered something was wrong with the monarch. He was clearly not a human being, but had been replaced by a foreign monster.
The method of replacement is not to directly kill him and transform into him, but to parasitize the other person's head and control his body. After all, the other person is still a normal person on the outside, so Yunjing did not notice anything wrong at the first time.
As for Yunjing, the one who controlled the opponent's body was the eyeball monster.
"Shouldn't these monsters from foreign lands be killing people everywhere and using human flesh and blood to condense their carriers? Are they starting to enjoy themselves while not doing serious business?"
For a moment, Yunjing couldn't figure out what these foreign beings were thinking. Maybe they were enjoying themselves before killing?
No one seemed to think that the monarch's behavior was wrong, which reminded Yunjing of his first experience with rape.
At that time, a so-called saint had an eyeball pattern behind him, and at that time, the traitor could control animals within dozens of miles.
If the eyeball monster is the so-called Holy Lord as rapists said at that time, it can give rapists the means to control animals, so it is not surprising that it can control people's hearts! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com