Little Bell finally agreed, and drifted away, but came back not long after, and told me a bad news. I don’t know why, Miss Tan still doesn’t want to see me, and I have no choice but to ask Little Bell to find a piece of paper. Pen, I wrote down the things I know in detail, but I didn’t write what I want Tan Meimei to do at the end, because I can see that Qin Meimei is a more thoughtful person, and she should think carefully about what to do of.
Little Bell made another trip to deliver the letter, and excitedly pulled me out to look for skins. To be honest, I didn’t know where to look for them. As long as I chose a route at random, it was just right after I turned around. Back to the haunted house route.
Stepping out of the gate of the ghost building, the little bell was very excited, holding my hand and chattering non-stop, so that my ears could not get a moment of silence. It is not too late now, and many night market stalls are still open. Someone was eating and drinking. The sound of Little Bell swallowing saliva was still clearly audible in the noisy environment.
I sighed, felt in my pocket with my hand, I still had money on me, so I invited Little Bell to eat barbecue, I don’t know if Little Bell can eat it, but it’s not important, because Little Bell seemed very happy bouncing around .
"Boss, here are 20 meat skewers and 10 vegetarian skewers."
The boss responded, and a young boy led me to an empty table and said, "Uncle, alone?"
I said thoughtfully: "Two." Immediately, I realized that the other people couldn't see the little bell, and were about to change their words, the boy had already stepped aside, and then came over with two pairs of bowls and chopsticks. Forget it, the big deal is that I wait for my friends.
When Little Bell saw the chopsticks coming up, she hurried to get them, and the chopsticks flew up out of nowhere. I hurriedly whispered: "Little Bell, put it down, you want to scare others to death."
The little bell pouted, put down the chopsticks aggrievedly, gave me a dissatisfied look, and then looked helplessly at the skewer flying in the boss's hand. I seemed to see a crystal liquid flowing out of the little bell's mouth, hanging in mid-air , This is a ghost.
As soon as the skewers were served, the sky began to rain. It wasn’t too heavy, but it drove all the passers-by home. I took a look, and there were only three tables left in the whole night market stall, and one table was a bit too much. Nine young people crowded together at one table, some men and some women, drinking and chatting loudly, while at the other table there were only two young women, who seemed to be in their early twenties, and their professional attire seemed capable. It's me, one person at a table, and Little Bell is not counted as a person.
Little Bell was obviously tempted by the food, and had already forgotten about finding the skin. She didn’t eat like she was in a ghost building, but sniffed the skewers with her nose. The steaming skewers instantly disappeared. I was very surprised when it smoked again, picked up a skewer, bah, it was really unpalatable, there was no trace of meat at all, it seemed to be eating dirt, although I had never eaten dirt.
Little Bell giggled and said, "Brother, I've eaten."
I also understand that as long as I turn around and ask the boss to bake again, the boss glanced at the unmoving skewers on my table, was surprised, and agreed loudly.
I pretended not to care and threw the skewers that Xiaolingdang had eaten into the trash can under the table, and whispered to Xiaolingdang, "You all eat like this?"
Little Bell nodded. It turns out that ghosts eat like this, and they have learned a lot. But in the ghost building, they eat like people. The only difference is that the food is cold. I was about to ask, but I saw the next table A young man came up and stood beside me.
I looked up strangely. The young man was only 18 or 9 years old. He looked like he was either a high school student or just entered college. His face was red and he smelled of alcohol. He seemed to have drunk a lot.
The young man swayed for a while, nodded to the little bell, and then said to me: "Well, I'm sorry, we played a game, I, I lost, I have to get a skewer from you, I'm sorry."
I nodded, truth or dare, I remember when I was young, I also played, it was quite embarrassing, so I smiled and nodded, took out a skewer from the skewers that the boss had just served, and handed it over.
The young man was obviously stunned by my boldness, and he thanked me repeatedly. Seeing that he couldn't finish standing, I hurriedly told him to go back quickly. It would be bad if he fell off me. Little Bell nodded and smiled, before walking away.
I didn't notice it just now, but now I realized that the young man could see the little bell, I quickly asked the little bell what was going on, the little bell sucked all the skewers, and said: "It's normal, the yin is heavy. Yes, those who are about to die, many unlucky ones can see us."
Little Bell took it for granted. I recalled what I saw in the movie before, and it seemed to be true.
Curiously asked: "Then what kind does he belong to?"
Little Bell said: "Bake it more, it's delicious. He was originally weak and drank a lot of wine."
I nodded, looking at the kebabs on the table that were no longer smoking, I had to ask for some more under the strange eyes of the boss, saying that the kebabs had been grilled for two rounds, and I hadn’t eaten a single one yet.
Others can't see Little Bell, and it's not good for me to chat with Little Bell all the time, otherwise people will treat me as crazy, and Little Bell seems to be completely attracted to skewers, and has no time to pay attention to me.
I looked around boredly, the young man looked really unlucky just now, he lost several times in just a short while, learned how to bark like a dog, hugged a tree and yelled that he was saved, which made everyone laugh , Even the two working girls at the next table smiled and looked around from time to time.
The young man looked like he had lost again. He stood up with sloppy steps, waved his hands, and swayed towards the side alley. It seemed that he was going to solve a physical problem. Naturally, I was not interested in watching again, and my eyes fell on the two workplaces. On the girls' bodies, they had been chatting in low voices, ordered a lot of food, but didn't eat much. It was strange that there was no smoke from the food on the table.
I shook my head, it seemed that I was affected by Xiao Lingdang's eating habits. It is estimated that the food has been cooked for a long time, and it is normal for it to be cold.
The young man wandered back from the alley. There were still a few drops of water on his pants, which were very obvious under the light. Uh, it's not that I'm abnormal, it's really subconscious. The young man walked directly to his table, picked up a bunch of skewers, and walked towards the alley.
The young companions froze for a moment, then laughed and cursed loudly: You have to eat even when you go to the toilet.
I was also a little strange, but I didn't pay attention to it, because Little Lingdang had already finished eating the skewers again, and she kept whispering in my ear: "Grill some more, I want eggplant and meat skewers."
This time I was smart, and now I put the skewers on the table into the garbage bag, and then I asked the boss to bake again. Garbage bags, I don't know what to think for a while, is this a waste