The group of ghosts retreated.
For this group of ghosts, they originally wanted to have a hot pot and watch a monster by the way.
Who knows about hot pot, because I have no money, I can't eat it.
A monster, it suddenly mutated and turned into a beast, and it was super fierce.
Not to mention whether there are any gods, beasts and monsters in this world, anyway, just seeing the way the burning giant bird flapped its wings and sang, the ghosts knew they couldn't beat them.
Since you can't beat it, it's better to run first.
On the way back, the ghosts were still in a state of anxiety, and their emotions were not stable yet. If it wasn't for the ghosts not being able to beat the ghosts, I'm afraid Gui Jiling would have already been beaten up by a group of ghosts around him.
Playing smart in the face of absolute power is easy to be misled by cleverness. Even the seven or eight-year-old kid who performed and cried when it thundered but never rained clearly understood this truth.
Of course, there is a reason why the young owner of the hot pot restaurant has such abilities and can survive to adulthood.
Inexplicably, the ghosts found a reason for Meng Xiaoni to survive for twenty years without being discovered.
At the same time, I also deeply understand a truth.
There are rules for being a human being, and there are rules for being a ghost.
People are bound by laws, but in the end, ghosts will have to settle accounts with the underworld. After all, everything cannot be escaped.
When the time came, the sun was rising in the east and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The ghosts returned to their original places one after another.
Master Lu recovered from the experience of yesterday night, fanned his cattail fan, and sat in the living room of his son's house thoughtfully.
Lao Lu didn't know all this. He got up early in the morning, shirtless, brushed his teeth, walked from the bathroom in the house to the kitchen to boil water, and then wandered back to his bathroom to rinse his mouth.
Grandson Xiaolu finished the college entrance examination and slept in the dark these days, and finally qualified to live with the overseas jet lag and go to bed late and wake up late.
Lao Lu's daughter-in-law also got up at this time.
She brushed her teeth and washed her face, put on a mask and made breakfast.
First turn on the soymilk machine, put the soaked beans last night into it to grind the soymilk.
Take the fat sausage left over from the refrigerator the day before, add a handful of noodles, and then take a lot of paste and spicy shells.
After a large number of red peppers are air-dried, they are put into a hot pot to blacken and burnt, and then smashed in a container, which becomes a paste spicy shell. These spicy paste shells are either deep dark red, or directly black red, which is no longer bright, and even tastes less spicy than red pepper.
But the paste spicy shell is more delicious than fresh red pepper, and it is better to store on weekdays. These advantages make many people in Fengdu like to use a lot of fried spicy shells in the morning to fry such a bowl of fried spicy shell noodles.
The ingredients for Chao Shou Xiao Noodles can be leftover sausage from the night before, or other pork ribs and pork liver, etc. After a bowl, Su Shuang will fill his stomach again.
Old Lu's daughter-in-law is very good at cooking.
After a while, she made two bowls of Chaoshou noodles and went back to the bathroom to get her mask.
Lao Lu came out to eat noodles.
When the old daughter-in-law Lu came out, the two of them ate and chatted about recent events.
"How did you accept the design of the hot pot restaurant?"
"You've asked this question eight hundred times. Didn't I say that my son needs money to go to college?"
"There were so many things at that time. You clearly said that you would never take it again when you changed careers."
"It's been so many years. I pick it up when I should. It's mainly my dad. I always feel that he always wanted me to re-design when he was alive. But when I was in the second year, I didn't have so many ideas. I just wanted to change jobs."
"Then you have been in secondary school for a long time."
"No, I met that girl earlier, and I told her to show it to her. After talking about it, it became me who took it over for her."
"Are you still saying something as a living sign? Hey, Shameless."
"I mean let the shop be my signboard!"
"It's not easy for you to go back to design?"
The two of them were talking at the dining table, and everything fell into Master Lu's ears.
Master Lu couldn't help smacking his mouth when he heard what he said.
Now he really doesn't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for him to attract Meng Xiaoni, a girl who can see the hell. All of them were so unusual that he always felt uneasy in his heart.
The older generation always think that ordinary people can achieve success through good days, that it is good to be successful, and that they can be successful without being successful.
He is tangled up here, and the other ghosts are also tangled up.
For example, we went to the hot pot restaurant together last night, and there are no ghosts of our relatives in the world. He squatted under a bridge, thinking deeply about how to enter the hot pot restaurant to eat.
It is true that a ghost invited him to eat together, but this is obviously not a long-term solution.
If there is a family with a ghost, the ghost invited a group of ghosts.
So how do you eat this
The whole crowd crowded into the hot pot restaurant, and the little boss didn't say anything, the bird might be so angry that it would blow them all out.
to pay.
Also figure out a way to deal with the leftover food.
Where does the money come from
In fact, it's not that ghosts can't get money. This group of ghosts has gone to heaven and earth many times. Thousands of years ago, people hoped to bury gold and silver treasures in the ground. In fact, he drilled randomly after his death and found many.
Some have owners, some have no owners at all, and no one cares about them underground in the wilderness.
But he can't let the owner of the hot pot restaurant do the digging himself, can he
It is too difficult to open a shop to cook and dig the soil to find money.
The ghost is very sad.
Another example is the clever ghost yesterday.
Guijiling actually found a certain solution. In addition to eating and drinking with a cheeky face, I just want to find something that can be exchanged for money quickly, and exchange it with the small owner of the hot pot restaurant.
A quick fortune might bring him to hell.
The point is, how can he get the little boss to find something? In terms of ownership, these things don't belong to him, do they
Will the underworld settle accounts
He is also very sad.
Almost every one of the remaining ghosts is worried.
Movies, TV dramas and novels all describe it very powerfully. Ghosts can make lights flicker, ghosts can make things move, and ghosts can hurt people. But when they were really ghosts, they realized that they were all liars.
Their faces were flushed from holding back, and they couldn't move a little bean.
They stared at the light bulb all night, and couldn't turn off the light of the light bulb once.
As for those legendary ghosts hitting the wall and ghosts pressing the bed.
Ah…
Those are normal phenomena that can be explained by scientific principles, and ignorance leads to fear, and ghosts are to blame. Ghosts don't want to lose face
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Of course ghosts want face.
So a group of ghosts are all entangled in order to have a hot pot meal in a fair manner.
As for dreaming, this is real, and every ghost can do it.
But the problem is that people can dream.
I have seven or eight dreams a night, and when I wake up in the morning, I either don't remember any of them, or I remember the last dream that I still had some thoughts when I woke up suddenly.
Seventy percent of this thoughtful dream will be forgotten after I brush my teeth.
It is very rare to be able to relay after washing your face.
Ghost dreaming is not easy!
A dream with such a large fantasy consciousness space, before the ghost has time to appear in front of the Lord, the dream may change the scene.
too bitter.
The more I think about it, the more bitter it becomes. It's so hard that I want to go to the underworld to get a number to reincarnate.
Early reincarnation and early reincarnation are just for the sake of eating well.
This day was spent in the misery and entanglement of most of the ghosts.
Night fell again.
The ghosts in the park gather again.
A ghost pulled his companion who went to the hot pot restaurant yesterday, and excitedly asked him: "Have you gone to see monsters? Are there really monsters?"
The companion nodded heavily: "What a firebird!"
The ghost exclaimed: "Wow, I want to see it too."
The companion hurriedly persuaded: "It's very fierce, and it looks very powerful. I think it can burn us all."
A ghost laughed: "Anyway, they are all dead ghosts. Seeing a monster, I will have no regrets in my life!"
There are also those who didn't come last night, who are also eager to try.
For some reason, as the number of ghosts on the scene gradually increased, all the ghosts who had been to the hot pot restaurant did not support other ghosts to go to the hot pot restaurant again. But let them say A, B, C, D, they can only say that a monster is very cruel.
All the ghosts present know that the monster is very cruel, but the problem is...
The ghosts who went there before did not die when they saw the monsters.
Then why can't they go to meet
You Gui keenly sensed something was wrong, and started to talk routinely.
It was late at night when Lord Lu arrived at the park.
When he arrived at the park, he saw that the ghosts present were divided into two teams, and a textbook-level Fengdu mouth-to-mouth competition was being staged. Some were sneering and sarcastic, some were showing their teeth, and some were full of brutality.
Master Lu looked around in a daze, and finally found his friend Zheng Zi in the corner.
He floated over and asked Zheng Zi in doubt, "What's going on?"
Zheng Zi shrank back and scratched his head: "Well, ghosts can't hide their words. Someone told about the hot pot restaurant. Now everyone knows that there is a hot pot restaurant, and ghosts can eat it. Then they quarreled. Woke up."
Can this be noisy
Master Lu followed Zheng Zi and hid behind him.
Master Lu frowned: "Then did they say what's going on with the hotpot restaurant?"
Zheng Zi peeked at the front of his eyes, making sure that no one had noticed them, and then continued: "I said it. You need to pay to eat. There is a firebird and a phoenix. And the shop will probably be renovated soon and will be closed. .But that doesn't prevent the quarrel."
Indeed... no hindrance.
Master Lu sighed: "Can arguing solve the problem? No!"
Zheng Zi sighed: "Arguing is not allowed, but who can't fight? Eating hot pot can solve the problem. But how do we eat it with so many people? If we don't have money, we will have to settle accounts in the underworld."
The two ghosts sighed one after another, feeling that ghost life was difficult.
Last night, a seven or eight-year-old kid suddenly popped a head from between them.
He has a bright yellow hat on his head today, which looks very cute.
The little yellow hat kid shook his head: "I figured out a way."
The two old ghosts looked at him.
The little ghost suggested: "Is there anyone here who is planning to go to the underworld soon? Let this ghost go to the underworld and tell Lord Hades."
Master Lu was startled: "What did you say?"
The little ghost is really smart: "Talk about the commercial interaction between the underworld and the human world! This little boss is a human! But he can cook food for the ghosts! How many ghosts from the underworld wait for food every year when the gate of hell is opened. Don't they want to eat it?" Is it hot pot?"
The eyes of the two old ghosts lit up.
Little ghost: "The one who will come up with the idea at that time is Lord Yan Wang. After eating the real hot pot, it is impossible for Lord Yan Wang not to give money, right? Besides, the ghosts in the park like us can't hide their words, and the underworld will know about this hot pot sooner or later." store."
Although it is to shirk the idea of thinking to the underworld, it is not a method.
Master Lu and Zheng Zi looked at each other, their hearts moved.