"Hmm..."

Tang Wan'er and the three of them, who had been stunned in the mass grave before, slowly got up, only feeling that they were lying in some strange rectangular wooden object. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After looking closely, I realized that the rectangular wooden object I was in was a coffin.

This frightened the three of them so wide that they almost didn't scream.

I only remember that the three of them were in the mass grave before, and they were frightened and fainted by the demons and monsters that suddenly jumped out of the grave, and then woke up and lay in the coffin.

When I turned my head to look, I realized that there didn't seem to be no one else around them, or rather, those things might really not be people.

They find themselves in what appears to be a restaurant in disrepair.

The ground of the restaurant has been barren and grassy, and the hollow window frames of the wood are also covered with thick dust, and even moss is overgrown in many places.

But in this long-dilapidated restaurant, it is not deserted.

The judge of the underworld was holding a large pen, sitting in the position of the usual shopkeeper, keeping down the accounts, and silently reading on his lips, "Liu Suifeng, Tang Wan'er, Dong Qingshu, Xiaoqing's and other four people, new to report." ”

In the center of the restaurant, the black and white impermanence of the long tongue sticks out, also wearing shackles and leg cuffs around his neck, waving the killing stick and the mourning stick in his hand, with the strange music in the middle, fluttering around a thing left and right, dancing so that the bells on the two sticks that resemble feather dusters in his hand "jingle bells" ringing.

The traditional zombies of the Chinese nation wearing official hats and official uniforms also stiffened their hands, and one by two they were holding round or square urns, jumping around in the restaurant.

I even saw that on the table next to them, Liu Suifeng and Jie Wusheng were burying their heads and eating something in the urn brought by the zombies.

The puppet wife who quit lifeless sat quietly in the coffin, her eyes motionless, and under the background of this gloomy atmosphere, it was even more oozing that made Tang Wan'er and the three of them feel cold down their backs.

"Are we dead?" Dong Qingshu saw the "lively" scene in this restaurant, but he only felt a chill, especially after seeing Liu Suifeng and Jie Wusheng, he felt that they should be dead.

"Liu Suifeng, what are you eating?" Tang Wan'er also asked with some fear and temptation.

I saw Liu raise his head slowly with the wind, "Claypot rice." ”

"What... What?claypot rice?" Listening to Liu Suifeng say those three words in the same tone as usual, Tang Wan'er didn't know why, but she only felt a chill.

"Claypot rice, cook the child and eat it?" Dong Qingshu on the side was also frightened when he heard it.

Tang Wan'er asked Jiewusheng on the side with a trembling voice, "What are you eating?" I only hope that Jiewusheng has not become such a ghost of this person.

But he only heard Liu Suifeng, who was chewing a piece of meat in his mouth, calmly replied to Jie Wusheng, "Wife cake." ”

"Old ...... Wife cake?" Tang Wan'er trembled with fright again.

I just think that's why Jie Wusheng has been holding a puppet as his wife?

It turns out that his real wife has been brutally killed by him and made into a wife cake!

Seeing Tang Wan'er's face pale, Liu Suifeng also picked up a piece of braised pork that was as red as agate and handed it to her mouth, "This is braised Dongpo pork, which is the great poet back then......"

"When... The great poet back then?ah! I don't want to eat meat people!" Tang Wan'er watched the piece of braised pork slowly reach her mouth, and she screamed in fright directly, and was scared out again.

"Hey, hey. Liu Suifeng saw that Tang Wan'er was frightened again, smiled coldly, and handed the piece of braised pork to Dong Qingshu again, "Brother Qingshu, it is quite a tacit understanding to pretend to be forced by our opponents before our deaths, Dongpo meat is a good thing, you must not miss it." ”

"Hmm..."Dong Qingshu squeaked, and quickly unfolded the fan to block his mouth, "I said, Brother Suifeng, the little brother just died, just a little Meng Xin who has just entered the underworld, can you eat human flesh at once, this is a little too difficult, besides, I was still a fan of Mr. Dongpo before I was alive, eating its meat, it's really not good, is there a little lighter, let me adapt to the taste of the underworld first, practice my mouth?"

"Is that so?" Liu Suifeng had no choice but to put the piece of Dongpo meat in his mouth and eat it, before beckoning to the little zombies bouncing on the side, "Xiao Er, let's order a few lists for Brother Qingshu." ”

"Click..."The zombie boy replied with a "whoosh" in his mouth, and jumped over with the menu.

The two stiff hands mechanically pulled and unfolded in front of Dong Qingshu.

"Hmm... As soon as he saw that the menu was full of words like "intestines", "ghosts", and "ashes", Dong Qingshu felt even more dizzy in his mind.

wanted to run, but when I looked at the door of the restaurant, a bull head on the left was standing, a horse on the right was guarding, and there was a group of Yama ghosts, one or two fierce gods, Dong Qingshu still gave up the idea of escaping, and with a "uh~" sound in his mouth, he rolled his eyes and pretended to be dead and "fainted".

But when Liu Suifeng continued to pick up the barbecued pork bun on the table and wanted to scare Xiaoqing, he saw Xiaoqing take it calmly and take a bite directly.

"Hey, I said, this is a barbecued pork bun with human flesh, human meat, aren't you afraid?" Liu Suifeng also reminded.

But I saw Xiaoqing take a bite calmly again, "Okay, you should be content if you deceive the two of them, isn't it a dungeon-themed horror restaurant, you really don't know about me?"

"Ah, got it, how do you see it?" Liu Suifeng was directly exposed like this, a little faceless.

"You see, the black and white impermanence of the feet are exposed. ”

"Uh... Is that so?"

The black and white impermanence who heard Xiaoqing's words also looked down at their exposed feet, a little embarrassed.

"What! Horror restaurant with the theme of the underworld? Liu Suifeng! You play me?" Dong Qingshu, who was pretending to be dead, heard Xiaoqing's words, and suddenly deceived the corpse and jumped up from the coffin.

Without hesitation, he recruited the zombie Xiao Er again, "Come on, come on, what rice rolls, what ashes bibimbap, what human meat barbecued pork buns all give me a set." ”

After ordering the food and driving away the zombie Xiaoer, he turned to Liu Suifeng again, "I'm scared to death! ”

But Liu Suifeng only smiled, "Order, let's order, wait and win the winning prize of the Ghost Night Tower-if you don't have the stomach to eat the ecstasy rice, don't rely on me." ”

"Hmm, the ghost night building, the gloomy ecstasy meal, the ghost place that scares people into smoke, and there is also a food competition?" Dong Qingshu was a little surprised.

"Not only that, but people are also one of the places that have been given the qualification for the direct invitation order for the spring competition, you eat so much now, and you can't eat until you are full, don't blame me for cheating, I didn't remind you. ”

"Qualifications for the issuance of the direct invitation order for the spring competition?" Dong Qingshu looked left and right, and really didn't expect that the specifications of this kind of ghost place would be so high, so he hurriedly recruited the zombie junior who had just left with the menu, and said no.

This can make the zombie Xiao Er so angry that he directly pinched his hands and gnawed at Dong Qingshu, "What's the matter, I want it, I don't want it! Are you fooling me!"

Dong Qingshu stuffed some tips again, so he was not gnawed on the spot by the zombie Xiaoer.

"Ahem...... Dong Qingshu slowed down, still a little uncertain, "How do you know that this kind of ghost place also has the qualifications for the direct invitation order for the spring competition?"

"Now, it's all written. I took out a small red book and threw it to Dong Qingshu.

"Where did you find the red guide to Mi Qilin!" Dong Qingshu looked at the small red book, and at a glance saw that it was the "Red Guide to Mi Qilin", which was known as the "Bible for Diners", and he couldn't hold back for a while, so he exclaimed in public.

But after a while, he quickly covered his mouth again, realizing what a low-level mistake he had made.

It's a pity that it's late, and when the diners on the side heard these words, they were all shocked and exclaimed, and they all stopped their dishes and chopsticks and turned their heads to Dong Qingshu.

"What!Mickey Red Guide?"

"How did you end up here!"

"It can't be another imitation of pirated goods, right?"

……