The Ghost Chef

Chapter 37: No. 10000 Fengdu

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We walked through the corridor to the small courtyard. As soon as we left the corridor, we saw Aunt Hei standing under the roots of the bare old tree in the courtyard. She was wrapped in a long and large black robe, standing with her back facing the door and holding hands, 4531. The novel app download address Du raised his eyes to the sky, deep as a postmodern poet!

Set in stone.

I speculated maliciously: she must be the same as the old accountant in the hotel, always standing her ears up, and when there is a turmoil, she would put her half-dangling donkey meat into the drawer and sit in jeopardy—no bread is better than bread.

"Aunt Hei, it's already arranged," Lori Xi pounced from behind and hugged her as usual: "I'm back!"

Aunt Hei turned her head, her cold poker face was not surprised but joyful, and she nodded slightly: "It's very fast, the top is ready?"

We nodded together.

Aunt Hei's gaze swept across me, Lolixi, Xiao Zuanfeng, and Ximen Fuxue in turn, and said with satisfaction: "It seems that you are doing a good job of self-reliance. Although you don't begin to take shape, at least safety is not a problem."

We nodded one after another, and Lori Xi explained: "Why make a bunch of stalls on it, but I made a lot of money in the Yangjian — I don’t understand Auntie Hei. Well?"

"This is what I know. Yin and Yang are different after all. Although those people who are summoned can freely go in and out of Yin and Yang, they are similar to living people in the legendary world. No place in Yangjian is definitely not good-I heard that the household registration over there is stricter than that of our prefecture, and it is impossible to live in a hotel without a household registration."

I quickly explained: "That's called an ID card..." I suddenly woke up here. Good thing. This shows that the big restaurant above me is just around the corner. I immediately smiled: "As long as you speak, no problem, I will definitely put it on. Get it right."

"But..." Aunt Hei said this person's conversation changed again: "It's not in a hurry. The top priority is to put the hotel below us-I didn't find the answer to what you asked last time, but I asked for a clue. It happened to you. Go to No. 10000 to locate the hotel address today, and ask by the way."

"There's another thing," seeing Aunt Hei's tendency to continue to deepen again, I immediately asked, "Do you know how many sandwiches can communicate with the legendary world?"

We talked about it, but neither Tai Er nor Lori Xi could explain the reason for the appearance of King Scorpion, so I left the question to Aunt Hei-it is easier for her to investigate than ours, let alone sandwiches at first. She gave it to Ren Xiaoyan.

Although I can't see the face, I can still hear the shock in her voice: "Why do you have this question?"

Lori Xi briefly talked about the appearance of King Scorpion, and finally said: "So we want to ask, is this system also available for other Yama Emperors?"

"Impossible!" Aunt Hei categorically said: "This thing was left by Ghost Chef before entering Samsara. Only this set, how could anyone else have it?"

"Then how does King Scorpion explain?" I was dissatisfied with my breath: "Beautiful women may have stinky feet or body odor, what's the matter with two sets of these things?"

Aunt Hei groaned: "Unless..."

"Unless?" Our eyes lit up, and we started to ask, "Who else?"

"Unless the place where Ghost Chef found this thing before, it may still exist, but after Ghost Chef entered Samsara, no one knows where she found it in the first place!" Aunt Hei said while thinking, and finally resolutely said: "You are here. Pay more attention to the above, hurry up and summon capable people, and I will let the horse thump to check in private!"

We were sitting in a horse-fluttering cart, rushing towards Fengdu No. 10000, and the ghosts outside the window were howling ghosts and wolves, my eyes were dazzling, and I soon arrived at the legendary No. 10000 Metropolis. It is really different from 9527, quite a movie. The taste of the ancient capital city, the city gate is towering into the clouds, and a huge wooden sign stands at the door, which is impressively written in large characters:

First, regardless of ghosts, vehicles, horses, speed limit driving in this city, speeding is strictly prohibited;

Second, flying is strictly forbidden in the city. If you have no feet, you must fly and cannot be higher than one meter above the ground;

Third, it is forbidden to travel in the city torn apart, the head and body must be connected together, and immediately report the loss if it is lost;

… A full 30 rules have been arranged in all aspects, but it is really a metropolis. Of course, it would be better if there weren’t the following rules about urinating and defecating casually and not discriminating against dogs, ghosts, cats, and ghosts.

After a few turns along the street, the car came to the entrance of a restaurant that was being decorated. The door face was not too deep and it was not bad, but I found it not easy when I swept the building left and right on the street. The location here is very good. There is a lot of traffic and ghosts coming and going. It seems that the horse clan's dead ghosts are doing well in the same city, and they are quite capable.

The ghosts wandering around are holding all kinds of things in their hands, paper people, paper horses, five-color offerings, paper money and gold ingots, clothes and utensils, and there is a green building not far away. The ghosts holding things are all Coming out from the inside, I took a look, and the horse on the side immediately explained: "This is the Huabao Temple. If the Yangjian burns things down, this person will collect it."

Most ghosts came out of the Huabao Temple and were overjoyed. There were also a few who did not receive anything to scold their descendants for being unfilial. Occasionally, there were dogs dressed as five or six people sitting in a car to collect things. It is said that this ghost was raised as a son. After she died, she burned a dozen golden boys and girls, and now she has become a famous dog master.

Suddenly, the two old ghosts stood on the side of the street and started to stand up, and they talked: "Why are you doing this, did they burn the wrong place?" Someone said clearly, "Where! People were burning paper. What he shouted was to burn his own Lao Tzu, but the Lao Tzu he thought was not the same as the real Lao Tzu!"

A bunch of ghosts suddenly realized: "Oh, next door Pharaoh!"

The hotel is not big, and only 20 tables can be accommodated. There are three boxes beside the sky, the earth and the people. The preparation work has always been arranged by horses, and we did not take care of it. We asked about the completion. Time went straight to the place where Aunt Hei said in the city.

The place is in a corner of the city. The outside looks ordinary. As soon as I enter it, it is a very delicate little courtyard. The master black aunt doesn’t know who it is. I only heard about 500 years of knowledge and 500 years of knowledge. She specializes in food. The party is even more proficient, commonly known as the senior foodie-the high-end food of the gods and ghosts, we have never heard of this high-end food, but people not only know it, but also taste it, and then this matter will have to fall on him to understand it.

The yard is not big, but there is a pavilion with cornices on the corners, with tea sets and tea trays inside, and a pond outside the pavilion with a pebbles on the edge, duckweed and lotus leaves floating on the surface of the water, revealing the seeds. The unspeakable business is full of business, it is like the days of idle clouds and wild cranes in the sun, how can there be the slightest ghost of the gloomy underworld

At this moment, a fat man walked out of the room, with the long hair and beard of a decadent artist, but it was probably not washed for a long time. It stuck to his head and looked like two rice cakes, not tall and chubby. -When he just showed up, Little Mung Bean blinked without waiting for a word, and the little diamond wind whizzed and gasped and shouted: "Yo! Yo! This isn't that... who?!"

Lori Xi and Ximen Chuuxue also straightened their eyes, and nodded.

Suddenly in my heart, I thought this fat man was so famous that he could be recognized by Difu Gege, the little demon of Journey to the West, and the martial arts master at the same time. He must be a great man. Let’s ask him about it. Mysterious!

I anxiously asked: "Who?"

Xiao Zuanfeng tilted his head for a moment, and gasped, "Isn't this the one who hosted the joke show?"

TV is really a good thing. They were surprised when they first came to Xiaozhufeng. Later, after Lori Xi said that it was the best way to understand the world, they completely stuck to the TV. At first, they watched the nursing home from the lying window. Afterwards, Chuan'er was spread out and kept in the store. There was a TV show that was more familiar than me, and what they said about telling jokes. I didn’t realize it for a while... I know that three people who have been here for less than a week can't understand the words, so that face can be lost!

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Guo."

Lori Xi and Xiao Zuanfeng yelled together: "Right, Guo Degang!"

I was filled with tears inside and outside of Leide: "... How could it be! That old boy is not dead yet, he can't come to us here, step back and say that even if he is dead, he won't look like this, you are wrong!"

The little drill wind grunted his eyes, tilted his neck and looked at the sky: "What does he look like?"

I stomped anxiously: "Although he has a big head, thick neck, and small fat eyes, he is not a bald head!"

… (End of this chapter)