Chapter 33 is not the same as I imagined
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Zhang He, who has always had no expression when he didn't deceive people, suddenly turned white!
Shen Qingjun...... Shen Qing's parents died early, leaving only Shen Qing, who had some brain problems. The uncle Shen Qingjun never married a wife because he was obsessed with academics, and took Shen Qing over to take care of Shen Qing after Shen Qing's parents died unexpectedly. For Shen Qingjun, Shen Qing, the nephew, is more like a son.
And Zhang He, as Shen Qing's only friend, Shen Qingjun also takes great care of Zhang He. In Zhang He's impression, this old man who is nearly sixty years old is full of wisdom, Taishan collapses in front of him and his face does not change, and he always has a straight waist, serious but kind appearance. Although he is not tall or athletic, he always has a trustworthy temperament.
has been a classmate with Shen Qing for three years, and often comes to Shen Qingjun's house to eat and drink. Zhang He has already regarded Shen Qingjun as his uncle!
Zhang He didn't dare to think about what was wrong with Shen Qingjun if he was scared because of Shen Qing, or if he was simply ......
The pale hand that came out of the gap in the open security door was spread flat with its palm upward. A hoarse and cold voice sounded behind the door:
"I opened this door, this room is my home, if you want to walk in, leave the door to open the door!"
β¦β¦ Although there were some changes, it was still Shen Qing's voice that could be heard.
Things are not quite what Zhang He imagined.
Or rather, it's not quite what everyone imagined.
In everyone's cognition, except for the female ghosts in the spring period, there are no ghosts who will have good intentions towards the living at all! What's more, it's a natural ghost king!
On the way here, Jiuwei had already told Zhang He that she wanted to spread the news...... Be prepared.
Zhang He naturally agreed. And a little curious about how Jiuwei used to spread the news - and then saw Jiuwei take out her mobile phone and open the Penguin Space APP to edit a 'found a ghost and ask for support', and attached location information and a selfie. It is also synchronized to the prestige ......
Probably since then, Jang Hyuk has had a subtle feeling.
And now, this subtle feeling has been validated.
β¦β¦ Scold! With the wisdom of Lao Tzu, I had already guessed that there would be this kind of unfolding!
Zhang He sat at the table expressionlessly, with his arms on the table and his chin in his hands.
Jiuwei and Yao Yu sat on either side of Zhang He, maintaining the same posture and expression as Zhang Heβthe only thing that was a little different was that Yao Yu had not only his arms on the table, but also his chest.
After a brief silence, a somewhat hoarse voice came from the kitchen, as if it was carrying an electric tone during a voice call: "Chichi, you ask your gunners what they want to eat." β
When she saw Shen Qing, Jiuwei was already sure that Shen Qing must be the ghost king in the story and in the record! That sense of fear that originated from the soul was also suppressed from the soul level with the strength of her great demon......
"It's not a gunner." Zhang He's tone was calm and his expression was indifferent: "Do it casually, they are not picky eaters." β
"Stool-flavored curry rice?" The ghost in the kitchen, who was in an apron, asked suspiciously.
"You can eat that thing. Just make some ordinary homely meals. β
"Oh...... Actually, the stool-flavored curry rice is quite delicious. β
A strange conversation was going on in a strange atmosphere, and the door of the house was suddenly opened from the outside.
Pushing the door in, it was Shen Qingjun, who was carrying a large bag of vegetables and had gray hair.
"Xiao Zhang is here." Seeing Zhang He, Shen Qingjun was not surprised, closed the door casually and pushed his glasses: "Brought your girlfriends here?" I didn't make a phone call to say anything, but fortunately I bought groceries. β
"Uncle." Zhang He nodded indifferently: "It's not girlfriends, to be precise, they're just ordinary friends." β
Shen Qingjun nodded and didn't care about this, nodded under the gaze of Zhang He and the three of them, and walked into the kitchen...... It seemed that the old man didn't take the resurrection of his eldest nephew from the dead seriously, and when he walked into the kitchen, he said to the schoolboy ghost in an apron: "Wash the dishes." β
The reason for emphasizing the word 'primary school students' is ......
"Oh." Shen Qing jumped down from the small stool, moved the small stool to the pool, and then stepped on it again, skillfully taking out the big bag of vegetables one by one and washing them in the pool.
To step on a small stool!!
Jiuwei and Yao Yu's expressions were mixed: a kind of sadness from the shattering of their dreams, a sigh of relief from joy, and a sense of loss at the ruthless crushing of their imaginations by a cruel reality.
Zhang He glanced at the two of them, and then looked at Shen Qing, who was kicked out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and took off his apron and sat across the table: "These two girls are really not your friends?" It's a pity that it's not a good friend to look so good. β
β¦β¦ It's because of this that Lao Tzu can't find a girlfriend!
Zhang He's face was expressionless, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Do you want to die again?" Turning his head to look at Shen Qingjun, who was stir-frying, Zhang He lowered his voice: "Did the uncle react after you came back?" β
Shen Qing shrugged his shoulders and didn't take Zhang He's threat to heart at all, and when he heard Zhang He's question, he scratched his head: "Yes, I'm very happy." I also asked what I wanted to eat, and I said I wanted to eat human flesh, and then my uncle hugged me and cried for a while, and then went out to buy vegetables. β
Although what Shen Qing said was a little confusing, he could still understand what was going on.
Although he didn't know what the hell it was to go out to buy groceries after crying, Zhang He didn't want to mention what happened in the middle: "Have you eaten anything else since you came back?" β
"I've eaten it, but whatever I eat is worse than! At least the still tastes a little bitter, but I eat everything like air now! A look of disgust appeared on Shen Qing's pale and terrifying face.
Then Shen Qing suddenly moved his gaze to Jiu Wei and Yao Yu's faces, and kept going back and forth between the two: "Do you think I really ate?" β
Jiuwei and Yao Yu were stunned for a moment, and before they could speak or nod and shake their heads, they heard Shen Qing say again: "Gaqua, quack, you two are really stupid!" How can there be normal people who eat? I only knew that is bitter after reading the Compendium of Materia Medica! Quack quack! β
ββ¦β¦ If you laugh again, I'll kill you. Zhang He paused and stared at Shen Qing's face: "Then do you want to eat people?" β
Shen Qing suppressed his laughter, but still had a smile on his face. There was a dead blue face in the miserable whiteness, and when he laughed, he was even more terrifying: "Special! Other! Think! It's like when you see a beautiful girl and you want to mate with someone, special! Other! Think! β
"This analogy can be omitted." Zhang He's face was calm: "But I'm very happy." But have you ever wondered what to do after that? β
Shen Qing nodded: "It's good, I can catch a female ghost and be an X slave." And if I meet a living person with a heavy taste, I can get extra points for my ghostly appearance! β
Zhang He was indifferent: "That's not what I'm talking about." β
The hateful and terrifying smile on Shen Qing's face was put away for a second, and he was silent for a moment: "It should be a place to hide in a poor mountain and bad water." β
Zhang He nodded: "Then do you know what the catastrophe is going to happen?" β
Shen Qing sneered: "Who knows about the Third World War or the change of the world?" I don't even know why I came to life on a horse, why I am! β
"I've been working hard for him for too many years, and if he dies, at least he won't worry about me, but now even if I'm gone, he's ...... Who stepped on a horse knows why me! β
A thick black-gray fog spread out from the angry Shen Qing. As soon as they came into contact with the tables and chairs, the part of the black and gray fog that came into contact with them eroded and completely disappeared......
Then the grandson fell to the ground.