The crescent moon wanders in the thin clouds, the night is quiet, and a lamp hangs on the telephone pole by the roadside, illuminating the dim halo.

Chiba Makoto stood at the intersection, looking at the noodle stall a few steps away, he smelled the fragrance and came, only to find that this roadside stall was still a very retro trolley, in the stalls full of electric car transformations, it was definitely a mudslide.

Then Chiba Makoto thought of the Halloween witch he saw a few hours ago who was selling podpan candy in a wheelbarrow, and he was afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and he felt like a ghost when he saw the trolley.

As soon as he stopped, he was hesitating when he heard a deep male voice from behind the stall blocked by the hanging curtain: "Guest, do you want a bowl of soba noodles?" I'm an old brand. ”

"Uh..." Chiba Makoto looked at this very small noodle stall, and set up three benches around it, which can accommodate six people if it is squeezed, and he is still setting up a stall in the middle of the night, thinking that business is not good, with the idea of taking care of business and satisfying himself, he said: "Okay, let's have a bowl." ”

I'm so hungry, and the fragrance of this noodle stall is too strong, it's the first temptation of itself, so don't blame yourself for eating noodles.

When I walked up, I found that the boss was dressed very cleanly, dressed in white clothes and white hats, which alone added a lot of points, after all, whoever eats doesn't want to see the chef dirty.

Yu Guang glanced at the chef's Makoto Chiba who was about to sit down, and saw the pot where the noodles were boiling, and the legend of the soba stall in the middle of the night came to mind.

"Orbik? It can't be such a coincidence, right? Chiba Makoto's heart suddenly changed, this midnight third watch, this soba stall and this chef, it seems that there is a bit of a problem.

Just thinking of this, the chef turned around and threw the thin noodles into the pot, and the light shone on his face, revealing it.

......

Well, I just happened to run into Orbik.

It's not just this somewhat familiar face, but also the pot that just had nothing, and after the other party threw in the noodles, it actually rolled hot.

Yes, it's Obic, wait a minute, have you become the white-headed teenager who was teleported into the well by Obic in the original play?

No way.

Chiba Makoto was dumbfounded, and immediately wanted to jump up and get away from this stall, but Obik had already picked up the fence and fished out the noodles from the pot, put them in the sea bowl, skillfully added shallots, crushed chili peppers and tempura, and finally poured the sauce on it, and pushed a large bowl in front of Chiba Makoto.

"I've kept you waiting!"

The fragrance was fragrant, hooking the gluttonous insects, and the already shriveled stomach was even hungrier, so that Chiba Makoto couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his stomach was also very suitable for the occasion. It rang.

But he immediately reminded himself that this pot could contain an unknown object that Obik called a 'shadow', and could he eat the noodles under this pot? You won't have a problem eating it, right? So you can't eat it, and you have to leave immediately.

But...

It smells so good!

The stomach was grumbling with hunger, and a large bowl of fragrant noodles was less than twenty minutes away from the hungry dizzy and weak limbs, and it only took half a second, Chiba Makoto thought of a reason to convince himself: It's not okay to be hungry, after all, as long as you are full, you have the strength to deal with all abnormal events.

persuaded himself, picked up the chopsticks and pulled the noodles into the mouth, a mouthful full of fragrant, worthy of being a time-honored brand, the craftsmanship has nothing to say, from this very retro wooden cart, it can be seen that Obic stall time is not short.

When he stuffed the noodles into his mouth, Chiba Makoto did not let down his vigilance and defense, and Yu Guang kept looking at Obik, although he knew that in the original book, he was not a bad person, but he had to guard against people.

I saw him skillfully tidying up the small kitchen counter, and looked at Chiba Makoto who was gobbling up, and the fragrance of the guests was the best praise for the chef's craftsmanship, which made his face full of smiles.

Two minutes later

'Bang! ’

The large sea bowl was put back on the table, and only a little soup residue was left inside, and the noodles and soup all went into Chiba Makoto's stomach.

'Whew! Chiba Makoto, whose forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stomach with great satisfaction, ate and drank to his heart's content, his whole body was full of strength, and he said with full energy: "How much?" ”

Obike, who was busy cleaning up, raised his head and pointed to the support pillar at the end of the trolley, Chiba Makoto turned his head to see that there was an old-looking vegetable plate hanging on each of the two wooden pillars, one was buckwheat noodle soup and the other was soba noodles drenched in sauce.

Such a big bowl of buckwheat noodle soup is only 200 yuan, which makes Chiba Cheng extremely tempted, and he wants to eat it every day, it is too cheap, it is estimated that it will cost him, and he will not make money at all.

Pulled the backpack over, unzipped it to find the wallet, took out two hundred yuan coins and put them on the table, and Obike saw the documents stuffed in the net pocket on the side of the backpack, as well as the camera bag, and said, "Guest, are you a reporter?" ”

Makoto Chiba, who was just about to put the money into the wooden box, paused, nodded, and then stuffed the two coins into the money box in the small cabinet.

"Have you heard of Orbik?"

Chiba Cheng suddenly wanted to take out the divine light stick, this was as frightening as 'Daoyou staying', looking up at Obic, the afterglow looked at the pot in the middle of the stall, and the lid was still covered, without any movement.

Without waiting for Chiba Makoto to answer, Obik said to himself: "There is a legend in this area that there is a monster named Obik who haunts the night, and if you hear someone shouting behind you at night, 'Play with me, play with Obik', remember, don't look back." ”

When Obik spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, and with the mysterious tone, he could go to the radio station to tell ghost stories, which was indeed scary when combined with the darkness and silence around him.

It's just that...

What came to Chiba Makoto's mind was the shadow of Obic holding him, looking at the unrecognizable village, and shouting excitedly: "The village in the past is back, there is a lookout, that is a clear river, that is a lotus root pond..."

Obic finished telling the 'ghost' story, but saw that the teenager opposite did not react, which is simply a failure for the storyteller.

However, Obik was not discouraged, and according to the script he had been thinking about for a long time, he continued: "Do you want to see him? ”

Chiba Makoto nodded, put the backpack on his back, unzipped the jacket, and reached inside to dig out something, the lid of the pot where the rice was cooking suddenly floated, and a childish voice came from inside: "Play with me, play with Obic!" ”

Obike had a smile of excitement and joy on his face, and then he saw Chiba Makoto who had no reaction, his face collapsed instantly, and he immediately wondered if he had made it scary enough, otherwise why didn't the other party react at all?

So the last killer move was activated, and the lid of the pot was suddenly blown away, and a black object emerged from it, and shouted loudly: "Come and play with Orbik!" ”