Walking out of the hospital, a feeling of heavy pressure disappeared in an instant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Zhong had always wondered why he felt this way, and when he looked back at the hospital, he found that the entire floor of the hospital was surrounded by a black mist, and some ghosts floated out from time to time.

It's a crowd of demons.

Wen Zhong opened the eyes of heaven at this time, and the hospital in front of him seemed a little dilapidated, countless vines and plants with bright red leaves crawled all over the hospital, and countless ghosts and monsters crawled on the vines, and the black mist of the suckers was not afraid of the sun at three or four o'clock at all.

Closing the eye of the sky, the hospital in front of him was clean and bright, and the crowds of people coming and going were lively and endless, most of them were rushing to Li Ming's family to see the excitement.

Wen Zhong simply didn't care, after all, no one in the hospital came every day, as long as he didn't mess with himself.

Accompanied my father to a small restaurant next to the hospital, a simple small noodle restaurant.

Wen Zhong knew in his heart that if he took his father to a slightly better restaurant, he wouldn't be able to eat. People who are reluctant to eat a bowl of noodles in the restaurant, Daddy is saving so much for himself, Wen Zhong is still very clear in his heart.

"Boss, two bowls of beef ramen, one bowl without spicy." Wen Zhong said hello, looked at the slightly deserted noodle restaurant, and found a clean table to sit down with his father.

This noodle restaurant is not very large, and there are only seven or eight tables set up, and at most dozens of people can be seated. The ground is concrete, but the cleaning is quite clean, and the oil stains on the corners and corners of the walls can still be seen, and the rubbing is black and shiny.

A small stove with a window open, and a slight look up allows you to see the furnishings, the tin table with the dough, and a few steaming cauldrons, which is all the ramen making guys.

shouted, Wen Zhong never saw the boss respond, stood up and glanced at the stove. In a few large pots on the side, there are braised steaks and beef cubes, and the iron plate on the side also contains boiled brine beef, as well as some bits and pieces of chopped seasonings and accessories.

It's empty!

"It's not going to be a show, is it?" Wen Zhong smiled bitterly.

Just as he was about to walk out of the small noodle restaurant, a chubby man in a white and oily apron ran out of the hospital next to him, panting and running over: "Alas, huhu...... I'm sorry, I just went to see the excitement, you want to eat noodles, right? ”

"Yes, two bowls of beef ramen, one bowl without spicy." Wen Zhong smiled and sat back in his place.

The noodle shop owner was out of breath, and a gust of wind walked past Wen Zhong and walked into the stove room.

Feeling a cold wind blowing in his face in an instant, Wen Zhong looked up at the owner of the noodle restaurant suspiciously. In this big summer, how can a fat man walk with a cold wind effect?

Wen Zhong was facing the door of the shop, and then turned to look at the stove. Secretly opened the eye of heaven and inadvertently glanced around the small shop.

It's not that Wen Zhong's personality is too suspicious, but since he woke up from the hospital bed, he hasn't been alive for a while. It's either a ghost, or a ghost wants to come to him for a while.

It's good to be on guard.

The owner of the noodle restaurant, sweating profusely, was in the steaming stove room, and the whole person was lying next to the board made of tin tables, kneading the dough vigorously in his hands.

It's okay not to look at it, but it almost scared Wen Zhong stupid when he saw it.

Wen Zhong, who opened the eye of the sky, saw a dark shadow lurking behind the owner of this noodle restaurant at a glance. The black shadow had no feet on the ground, and his arms controlled the arms of the noodle shop owner, kneading the dough.

Looking towards the board, the noodle shop owner kneaded the dough in his hand, and it was clearly a mass of flesh and blood made of unknown things wriggling, mixed with the flour on the board, and together.

There were two large porcelain bowls on the stove, and when I looked again, I could see that there were still large porcelain bowls for ramen, which were clearly bowls made of two skulls, and they were still shaking on the stove.

The rest of the stove has not changed much, but how could the owner of this small noodle restaurant provoke evil spirits and let evil ghosts possess him? This group of evil ghosts really made Wen Zhong uneasy, and he couldn't eat a single noodle.

It seems that the eyes of the sky will be open all the time, and the ones that are haunted in broad daylight will be haunted, so we must be more vigilant in the future.

With the sound of throwing ramen, Wen Zhong turned his head again to look, and the originally snow-white and slender ramen had turned into bloody noodles that were still squirming. The owner of the noodle restaurant, possessed by a demon, skillfully threw the noodles into the pot, and then the lid of the pot was raised.

The owner of the noodle shop looked up and saw that the young man was staring at him a little dumbfounded: "The young man is hungry!" It was three or four o'clock in the afternoon before I came to eat noodles. As he spoke, he began to hold the skull of Bai Sensen on the stove and prepare the seasoning.

Wen Zhong chuckled and nodded in response.

The moment he turned around, Wen Zhong had already seen the ghost behind the noodle shop owner with the rest of his eyes, and an evil smile filled the pale face, this ghost didn't seem to know that Wen Zhong had seen him.

The noodles were quickly ready, and the sliced beef was placed in the skull bowl and brought out by the noodle shop owner.

"The noodles are coming, be careful of scalding." The noodle shop owner shouted, and two bowls of fragrant beef ramen were placed on the table, then turned and walked into the stove to clean up.

Wen Zhong didn't move his chopsticks, the blood-red wriggling shredded meat noodles in the two skull bowls in front of him were covered with slices of meat that looked like human skin, a large handful of chopped weed leaves, and the soup with yellow oil flowers floating in it, Wen Zhong was a little sick to his stomach,

It must be inedible, Wen Zhong's father, who doesn't know the situation, was already hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and stirred it. There was no chili pepper in this bowl, and Wen Zhong's father blew on the noodles he picked up, ready to eat.

"Dad, wait a minute." Wen Zhong pressed his father's hand and asked him to put down his chopsticks, then turned around and shouted, "Boss, come here." ”

Wen Zhong's father didn't know why, but he still listened to his son's opinion.

The owner of the noodle shop walked over kindly, put one hand behind his back, and asked with a smile, "You two, why don't you eat noodles?" Isn't it unappetizing? ”

Wen Zhong shook his head, and his face gradually cooled down with the flickering lights in the noodle restaurant: "What are you trying to do to me?" ”

Wen Zhong's father exclaimed, who dares to harm his son, he will fight to kill him if he doesn't want this old life.

The noodle shop owner's smile gradually solidified, and then became gloomy, the whole person's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and then his eyes were quickly bloodshot, and the hand behind his back stretched out, and a kitchen knife flashing with cold light instantly rested on Wen Zhong's neck.

"Why don't you give Lao Tzu noodles!" The owner of the noodle shop roared angrily, there were not many people on the street at this time, let alone him who was now ghosted, he was not afraid of any messy laws.

With a slight effort in his hand, the sharp kitchen knife had already cut through the skin on Wen Zhong's neck, and traces of blood dripped down the blade and landed in the bowl in front of him.

Wen Zhong's father was shocked at this time and his mood was indescribable, but his son was holding his neck with a kitchen knife at this time, he was afraid that the owner of the noodle restaurant would really do it, so he simply obeyed, and picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands: "Okay, let's eat, please don't hurt my son." ”

As soon as Wen Zhong's blood dripped into the noodle bowl, the false appearance had disappeared, revealing the true face of the noodle bowl.

Bai Sensen also had a skull bowl with bone patches, and it was steaming hot. The bowl wriggled with countless blood-red and white speckled strips, yellow grease floating in the blood-colored soup, dead leaves, chopped weeds, and the yellow, slightly pale slices of unknown flesh, with a few thick black hairs on them.

Wen Zhong's father just lowered his head, and everything in the skull bowl in front of his son could be seen clearly.

The smell of blood, and when I looked down again, my bowl was the same as that in my son's bowl, terrifying, mixed with all kinds of disgusting tastes, and where was the fragrance of beef ramen.

Vomit~!

Wen Zhong's father couldn't help it for a moment, his face turned pale, and he instantly lowered his head and fell into the trash can next to the table and vomited.

"Look for death!" The noodle shop owner had a gloomy face, smiling and brandishing a kitchen knife and slashing at Wen Zhong's father.

Wen Zhong's eyes were round, and he also roared angrily: "You are looking for death!" As he spoke, he grabbed the arm holding the kitchen knife in front of him, and then pulled it hard towards him, stumbling under his feet, and the noodle shop owner suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground on his back.

Fortunately, Wen Zhong stopped it in time, otherwise Wen Zhong's father would have been cut on the head with a knife. Wen Zhong, who fell to the ground, and the two immediately scuffled together, fighting for the kitchen knife.

The noodle shop owner couldn't speak at this time, and what he let out was a beast roar, and the atmosphere of the entire noodle shop was extremely weird in an instant, the lighting tube burst instantly, and the room was slightly darker.

Fortunately, this is only daytime, but such a rampant evil ghost, Wen Zhong really encountered it for the first time, which is completely contrary to the legendary story that ghosts do not go out during the day.

This noodle shop owner who was ghosted is really powerful.

Seeing that he was about to break free, Wen Zhong couldn't care so much, secretly ran the power of the soul, and pressed a palm on the greasy and black face of the noodle shop owner, and instantly pulled out a black human form.

Of course, this ghost is not visible to others.

"If you dare to kill me, our leader will not spare you!" The black demon screamed miserably, and his mouth was still threatening Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong doesn't care what kind of leader he has, as long as he threatens himself and his family, no matter who it is or what kind of demons and monsters, he will definitely die.

The demon howled miserably, and as the black mist cleared for a moment, it shrank into a transparent figure the size of a palm, bound and stored in the system's backpack.

This scene happened too quickly, Wen Zhong's father only saw Wen Zhong snatch the kitchen knife from the noodle shop owner's hand, and then the boss fainted. He knew in his heart that his son had been a soldier for five years and was very capable of fighting, but this person looked so strong, why was he so weak?

But as soon as he looked up and saw the skull bowl on the table, as well as the disgusting and wriggling things in the bowl, Wen Zhong's father vomited nauseously again.

Wen Zhong was also sick to his stomach at this time, and forced himself to endure his nausea and went to the stove to bring a bowl of cold water and splashed it on the face of the noodle restaurant owner.

The owner of the noodle shop woke up slowly, and saw a strange young man standing in front of him, and a middle-aged man who had been vomiting, with a slight doubt in his eyes, wasn't he watching the excitement in the hospital hall before?

Why did you run back to the noodle shop and still fall to the ground?