The Ghost Chef

Chapter 5: Postmodernist black aunt

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After driving for a few more minutes, the car pulled over and stopped outside the fence of a high-walled wide door. It looked like an ancient yamen. There were two pillars under the steps that were used to tie a horse. On both sides of the door, there were mouths chanting injustices. , Standing at the door was a big black bull with a big size and a big size, wearing a heavy helmet and grandiose. If nothing else, the bare pectoralis major can compare to 80% of the girls in our school.

When we parked the door, the black bull didn't care. It should be that the parking fee was not charged, but the little Lolita was different at once. He stepped over three or two steps from above to welcome him, and the tone of his eyes was full of affection: "Oh, public judging. You are back!"

Of course, when I got out of the car, he also glanced at him, his eyes were similar to when my mother went to the market to buy vegetables-regardless of whether you are good or bad, first roll your eyes and then curl your mouth. The skillful use of these two tricks can make you 50% smaller. The hawker knows that you are an expert and you have lost a lot of unnecessary steps.

"Well, Uncle Niu, why should this one be our own in the future, why should he be called," Lolixi pointed at me to let him see clearly: "Aunt Hei is there?" "Black Butler is in the house," Niu After Zhen greeted Lolixi and looked at me, she rushed to close the door and yelled at the horse behind our buttocks: "Tie up and tie up, don't you know that the forecast is windy today?"

The horse flutter hurriedly ran back, and came out from the front of the car with a rope skillfully tied to the pegs, "blame me, I forgot too much."

When she walked to the door, Lori Xi turned around and said lightly: "Uncle Niu and Uncle Ma, please don't accompany me when you see Aunt Hei, please take good care of the door. After all, we are also Yan Luodian here, and there is money. I will figure out a solution myself. Your money will be kept to support the family and children. I...I am very sorry for not paying my salary. I will never ask for your money."

She said her tone and left. She should have made up her mind in the car. I hurriedly followed in. After only two steps, I heard the big black cow yelling, "How did you know this? , Didn't you say you left?"

"What are you talking about?" Ma Puteng replied weakly, "As long as we both know, don't you ask this nonsense?"

"I'm beating you a fool who doesn't keep the door open..."

Entering the gate is the main hall of Yan Luo. It looks about the same as the first wedding banquet hall. It is wide, large and high. It doesn’t take much effort to click on the third floor. In the middle is a huge counter table with more things than a costume drama. , Gavel, tokens, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc...but I didn't see clearly that Little Lolita had turned around and went out from the side door. I dare to delay where I am unfamiliar, and immediately followed.

Go out through a corridor to a small courtyard. The north, south, and east sides are all wing rooms, and the west side is a utility room and a kitchen well. As soon as you leave the corridor, you can see a person standing under the bare old tree roots in the courtyard. Wrapped in a long and large black robe, he stands with his back facing us, looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, as deep as a postmodern poet.

"Aunt Hei, I'm back!" Lori Xi shouted from a distance, smiling and rushing to hug her from behind: "Auntie Hei, I miss you so much..." "Let go, what does this look like!" Black Butler There was kindness in the words, but the tone was cold: "Is it all done?"

Little Lolita stuck her tongue out, quickly let go and stood beside her, and answered honestly: "Well, I brought the person down, here, Aunt Hei, this is the person I am looking for in Yangjian. The name is Why Bi."

The black butler slowly turned around—the man whose name is like him is really a black butler, not to mention that he is covered in black robes, and he wore a black hood on his head. Only the palm of his face was exposed. The same black mouth and black face were shown. Serious and rigid, her face stretched like Zhang Q, everyone felt that she had borrowed her grain and returned the smell of chaff.

The black butler rolled his eyelids solemnly and scanned my barcode twice from top to bottom and from bottom to top. I got cold all over, and immediately raised her weight and status threat to another level, full of fake medicines. Smiled and greeted: "Hello, Aunt Hei."

The black butler hummed insignificantly, and then spit out a word between his teeth: "Come." After that, he turned and headed for the wing, no matter if I understood it or not, little Lori quickly reminded me to follow. , I just realized it, and looked at her pitifully...

Lori Xi shook her head: "It's okay, Aunt Hei will check it for you. Go, she hates people dragging along."

I nervously said: "She won't eat me?"

"You won't be able to..."

I hurried to catch up.

The black butler stood in front of an ancient pot. The written language was called Ding. The three feet underneath were carved with weird heads. I only glanced at it. The three heads and six eyes rolled at me together, one of them spit out his tongue. Spit.

The pot was half filled with blue and bark, green and shiny, and the black deacon stood beside him solemnly, and poked his finger inward: "Blood."

Me: "Uh, are you talking about dripping blood in?"

The black butler nodded slightly and glanced to the side with erratic eyes. Following her gaze, I immediately saw the knife on the side. It was wide and thick like a dog's head, and it could be wiped away with a touch of a finger—

I immediately turned the time when the dog jumped the wall to the premise, with a deep pained expression: "Aunt Hei, you should see from my honest face that I have a red heart, and what an honor it is to die for the princess. Much more radiant than the Olympic torchbearer! But I hate that I can't cook. There is nothing else but chaos in this great cause of yours, so even if I want to participate, I have to regret that I didn't make it... Aunt Hei! You... You still Please also be smart!"

I waved my hand and turned my head. I combined Tony Leung’s nine years and nine years of sorrow, Baggio’s remorse for missing a 94 penalty kick, plus the loss of the otaku when he turned off ** and wrapped his children and grandchildren in the toilet paper, and expressed my pain. It’s so incisive and endless, even if Avatar sees it, she will cry...

However, half a second later, I was hung in the air again!

I stared stunnedly at Aunt Hei with her little finger underneath. She stared at me calmly and seriously, just like the old math lady who wore a knitted sweater, carried a handbag and wore black-rimmed glasses when she was in elementary school. Did not hesitate a little:

"you sure?"

Love Lori Xi is fine. The habit of hoisting people is learned from her, I can be considered as rooted!

"Why don't you know!" I sighed, no matter how dangerous things are, I have to do it for whatever reason you choose me. You guys—to be honest, I agreed at first, but now I feel that things are different from what I imagined and I am ready to quit. What do you want to do!"

This is exactly the same as the one I threw out to Lori Xi at first, it depends on how you pick it up.

The black butler glanced at me from the bottom up, his expressionless posture continued, and his tone was also calm: "Your words are good. Our netherworld is a fair, just, and open law enforcement agency. It is true that we can't force others to make prostitutions, so we only Able to act in accordance with the law-if you agree, I will teach you how to use this treasure to ensure your safety. After success, you will gain something even more, but if you don't want to..."

She blows her face twice, revealing a very serious smile, "You kill so badly, we will act according to the law and send you to the eighteenth hell!"

"Where do I have to kill evil?" I started hysterically: "There are ways to play but no way to play, you are a naked frame! Okay, you tell me where the murder came from, if you can say so When I come out, I will cooperate honestly with you. If you can't tell, you let me go, will it succeed?"

Aunt Hei stared at me coldly. When I was almost howling, she said slowly and slowly, "You kill more than ten million with your right hand?! Do you need me to point out the time and place?"

Me: "Time and location of the characters, would you like to discover together and go on an adventure together?..."

Aunt Hei: "..."

She tickled her finger, and I swished five or six meters into the Gao Liti.

My sense of humor collapsed in an instant, and my grief felt that I was more wronged than Dou E: "Is this something to be counted? Then you tell me, it's just a man who reads this novel. , Some women have eaten billions... Can you manage it? It's not fair to come here on my own!"

Aunt Hei sneered solemnly: "You're right, we really can't control it, so this is a choice and purposeful control! You know, spitting anywhere, although most of the time your police don't care, but if they really want to. It’s very fair to be able to come up with relevant regulations to fine you fifty."

I made my last effort with my hands and feet, but I didn’t have much confidence at this stage: "Then why do you choose people? You can’t just take care of whoever you want!..."

Aunt Hei pondered and nodded: "The generalization is very accurate, it just depends on the mood!"

I:"… "

I always think that I have a great feeling of worrying about the country and the people and sacrificing myself. The morals are similar to Wen Tianxiang. I have even imagined countless times that when the Eight-Power Allied Forces attacked the motherland again, I would stand up and be unmoved at the gunpoint like a character on TV. , With a sneer and raised his eyes to the sky, or else it would be a spit of phlegm and spit on the face of the devil, and he would pull a string of threads when he wiped his handkerchief... But the facts proved that this simply did not work. The psychological pressure was too great. The translation of the two devil traitors is not bad, I have no potential and quality to be a hero or a martyr at all!

The evidence is: Facing the verbal intimidation of Aunt Hei, I chose to surrender unconditionally... (End of this chapter)