Meng Xiaoni has heard of cats and dogs, and she wakes up early in the morning when the cat steps on her face or is licked by the dog.
But she didn't expect that the parrot was woken up in the middle of the night.
The reason is still that a group of ghosts are coming to brush the boss.
Who is the boss
her
She has lived as an ordinary person for so long, and this is the first time she has encountered such a thing as a boss.
The ghost phoenix pecked her awake, and naturally flew to the window sill, skillfully opened the curtain with its claws, and looked out the window.
A street is too short for a group of ghosts.
They soon came to the downstairs of Meng Xiaoni's hotpot restaurant.
"Look, parrot!" One of the ghosts pointed at the parrot on the window sill and exclaimed in amazement, "It's so beautiful!"
The ghost phoenix on the windowsill is really beautiful.
In the night, its beauty value is not much less than that in the daytime. Fluffy peach-colored feathers, small body. The main reason is temperament, which is unmatched by ordinary parrots.
Guifeng turned to look at Meng Xiaoni who was struggling to get up on the bed: "They're here."
Meng Xiaoni hurriedly got out of bed, stepped on her slippers and came to the window, looking down.
Downstairs, a group of guys dressed in extremely complicated clothes, who are not serious when gathered together, are gathering together, pointing at the upstairs like elephants watching a zoo.
These ghosts are older, such as Master Lu and Zheng Zi, there must be some in their fifties or sixties. The youngest one is about seven or eight years old. The clothes are a bit retro, with old-fashioned clothes from the 1960s and hats like the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe. The dress is more fashionable, a non-mainstream sequin suspender, and the braids on the head are still blooming.
She gasped.
So many ghosts together? !
If she didn't know that the current ghost is real and can't touch anything, she might have panicked and frightened to death.
She hurriedly opened the window and asked Master Lu outside in a low voice: "Master Lu, why are you bringing so many ghosts out?"
On a quiet night, her low voice was very clear.
Master Lu who was standing at the front didn't look at Meng Xiaoni, but looked warily at Guifeng beside Meng Xiaoni. He didn't answer Meng Xiaoni's words immediately, and waited for someone to call him in a low voice before slowly opening his mouth: "Let's eat hot pot."
Meng Xiaoni: "...?"
Guifeng: "...?"
The ghosts around Master Lu nodded their heads and were very polite to Meng Xiaoni, with smiles on their faces.
"Xiao Nizi, we are here to eat hot pot. I heard that ghosts can eat it, right?"
"It disturbs your business during the day, but see how lucky we are to come at night."
"That's right. We're all good ghosts."
"From the perspective of economic benefits, a hot pot restaurant's revenue will increase sharply if the turnover rate of tables is high. Your hot pot restaurant closed too early."
A ghost speaks a word, just like a vegetable market.
If only Meng Xiaoni could hear it, someone might have to yell, "Are you going to sleep in the middle of the night?"
Master Lu straightened his face, and shifted his gaze to Meng Xiaoni: "Little girl, you see that I have attracted you here as a guest."
Meng Xiaoni hesitated to speak.
The ghost and phoenix who was watching on the side spoke at this moment: "Ghosts can't eat food in the world at will. Especially these foods don't belong to you."
The ghosts below looked at each other.
This bird talks so slickly
Zheng Zi asked Master Lu in a low voice: "Zi Lu, is this bird the monster you mentioned?"
Master Lu responded softly.
At night, with such a small distance on the first floor, Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng could hear it clearly no matter how softly they spoke.
The ghost phoenix's wings moved slightly, thinking that he could not deal with human beings at will, could it be possible that he would be climbed up by this group of ghosts
"I have a question." Meng Xiaoni who was lying on the window suddenly said.
Guifeng stopped her movements and turned her head slightly, ready to hear what Meng Xiaoni had to say.
The group of ghosts looked at Meng Xiaoni expectantly. For this group of ghosts, there are no monsters, so seeing "people who can see ghosts" is not a waste of time.
Seeing all the ghosts staring at her, Meng Xiaoni immediately said something she thought was very important: "When you come to my place to eat hot pot, what do you use to pay for it?"
All the ghosts: "..."
The scene fell into silence for a while.
The ghost phoenix stowed its wings, took two steps towards the window with its toes high and high, looked down at the ghosts from above, and made a crisp verdict: "Poor ghosts."
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All the ghosts: "..."
Meng Xiaoni was really confused.
It is not impossible to do ghost business.
For Meng Xiaoni, there are two most important issues: one is who pays the bill, and the other is what to do with the food after eating.
Ghosts eat the things in the human world, but the things in the human world don't disappear immediately.
What to do with so many things
She never took the initiative to make something for ghosts to eat, basically because of this.
All the penniless ghosts on the road on the first floor finally recalled the fear of poverty when they were alive at this moment.
A ghost wearing gold and silver raised his hand tremblingly: "Mingbi..."
Meng Xiaoni said sincerely, "I won't accept it."
All the ghosts: "..."
All the ghosts looked at Master Lu.
Master Lu straightened his neck: "What are you looking at me for? Can't I eat two bites after my son eats?"
OK.
Of course.
"Hey, I'll go back and try dreaming... I'll bring my grandson to have a meal."
"I'll find my mother!"
"I, I'm alone!"
"When my family comes to eat, I treat them."
A group of ghosts discussed one after another.
Meng Xiaoni thought about the situation in her own hot pot restaurant: "...I didn't make so many pot bottoms. I boiled one pot that day, and my parents made the rest. In addition, my house will be renovated in a while."
When the seven or eight-year-old kid among the ghosts heard it, he burst into tears on the spot with a "wow."
A ghost nearby explained to Meng Xiaoni: "Although the ghost can't cry anymore, he is really crying."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
A ghost raised his hand slightly: "Well, even if we really come to eat during the day, the little boss can't stop us."
Meng Xiaoni was slightly taken aback.
Indeed, if she made the hot pot herself, then these hot pots would be eaten by humans and ghosts. She can't touch ghosts, and of course she can't control them. They eat when they want to come in and eat when they want, and leave when they want to leave.
There was nothing she could do.
Master Lu turned his head and glared at the clever ghost: "You are the only one with a quick brain! You have to pay attention to the rules to be a ghost, do you understand?"
Gui Jiling was reprimanded, and said embarrassingly: "I'm already a ghost, what rules are there?"
Humans have all kinds of constraints, and so do ghosts, but those constraints of ghosts are far different from those of humans.
Guifeng is well aware of the rules of the underworld: "Everything you do when you are a ghost will be recorded in the first hall of the underworld. When you go down to the underworld, you will have your account settled."
Guijiling muttered in a low voice: "Then if I don't go to the underworld, it will be fine."
Guifeng sneered.
God knows how a parrot scoffs.
All the ghosts basically did not go to the underworld or delayed going to the underworld for various reasons. This sneering statement showed that there were no real words, but the laughter touched their hearts, and the expressions on their faces were complicated.
Meng Xiaoni had never heard any ghost talk about the underworld.
She tilted her head slightly, and asked Guifeng curiously: "Can't ghosts never go to the underworld?"
Guifeng asked back: "How many hundred-year-old ghosts have you seen? Among the few who died below, none of them were older than a hundred ghosts."
All the ghosts below thought about it, and now they realized that what Guifeng said was true.
They really have never seen a ghost over a hundred years old!
Master Lu is now sure: "You are so familiar with the underworld, you must be a monster!"
All the ghosts suddenly realized.
Indeed, it is impossible for ordinary people to be so familiar with the underworld, let alone animals with undeveloped spiritual intelligence. This parrot actually knows something about the underworld, and can clearly see their existence.
It must be a monster!
Meng Xiaoni blinked: "The ghost phoenix is a phoenix. The phoenix is a divine beast, not a monster."
This time it was the ghosts' turn to be stunned.
There is still a Phoenix in this world
Meng Xiaoni said to Gui Jiling, who had been thinking a lot just now: "If the ghost comes directly to my place for dinner, he won't pay. Guifeng will take action. I forgot to say hello to Guifeng when Lord Lu came to eat today. See you, Lord Lu." The ghost and the phoenix are angry, right?"
Guifeng's eyes were full of unpredictable emotions, and he just stared at Meng Xiaoni.
What Meng Xiaoni said was true. Master Lu did indeed see the ghost phoenix transform into a huge burning bird. Master Lu nodded his head: "Indeed."
Ghost still doesn't believe it. His eyeballs rolled, obviously he had his own little Jiujiu in his heart.
Guifeng glanced at Guijiling and shook her wings.
The sky suddenly darkened.
A fiery red shot out from Meng Xiaoni's second floor, broke through the barrier of the wall, and stretched to an endless distance.
The tall head was raised high, and the sharp beak opened towards the sky, letting out a crisp cry.
Meng Xiaoni was on the second floor, surrounded by a large flame.
These fires are not hot, or even just warm.
They wrapped around her, rolling golden-red waves, as if they were dancing around her, with her as the center. The erupted flames wrapped in heat waves and rushed outside.
The expressions of all the ghosts on the first floor changed suddenly.
Gui Ji Ling, who originally had other ideas, has no other ideas at this moment.
They couldn't help but want to back off, and even regretted the idea of coming to eat hot pot on a whim.
This is Phoenix.
This is the chirping sound of a hundred birds facing the phoenix.
"Stupid."
A reprimand, with a slight magnetism, sank deep into his mind.
Meng Xiaoni opened her eyes wide, but was surprised to find the parrot in the center of the flame. This peach-colored parrot has the same posture as a phoenix. Looking at it this way, could it be that everything in front of me is actually just a false illusion
The flames are exhausted.
Guifeng restrained everything and looked at Meng Xiaoni: "I can indeed protect this hotpot restaurant."
The extreme contrast made Meng Xiaoni's reaction a little slow.
Her eyes wandered to those ghosts, and then back to Guifeng.
The petite ghost phoenix stood on the window sill aggressively: "Here, I'm protecting you."
Meng Xiaoni tilted her head.
Next, Master Lu held back his words dryly: "We understand, we understand. Then we will find a way to eat hot pot next time. Those who pay will pay."
All the ghosts nodded nervously, then bid farewell nervously, and finally left nervously.
Meng Xiaoni, who was tossed and woke up in the middle of the night, and Guifeng, who had just closed her eyes and meditated, were left in place.
For some reason, Meng Xiaoni suddenly asked, "Guifeng, don't you have any money?"
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
The scene fell into silence again.
After a long time, Guifeng flew back to the bed without squinting: "You should go to sleep."
After speaking, Paji lay flat.