"After all this time and no movement, he can't be dead." The puppet was nervous.

When he faced Jiang Ye, he knew that he couldn't beat it, and when he faced the ghost baby, he didn't feel that he could beat it, and even he didn't have the courage to escape, for fear of being eaten by the ghost baby with a small fang, so he sat quietly in his seat for ten minutes.

The cold sweat that fell from the top of his head made him shrink.

Glancing at the ghost baby sitting on the table reading a children's book, the puppet squinted slightly.

Although it seems that he can't beat the ghost baby, the ghost baby's IQ doesn't seem to be good, and with a roll of his eyes, he wonders if he can find a chance to slip away.

"Let's go."

Crisp footsteps rang out in the hallway.

"Goo." The puppet's eyes widened suddenly, and she quietly swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Hey, is your brother back, do you want to go and see?" The puppet works hard to flicker the ghost baby, and the look on the puppet's face can be vividly expressed.

The ghost baby glanced back at the puppet, then at the doorway.

"Click."

The door lock suddenly turned, and a figure appeared at the door of the third class of high school.

"It's time for us to go." Jiang Ye looked at the ghost baby with a smile and opened her hands.

"Wow, wow." The ghost baby quickly ran towards Jiang Ye and climbed down Jiang Ye's arm to his shoulder.

"You're in a good way, spare your life." Saying that, Jiang Ye took the ghost baby and turned around to leave the first and third classes of high school.

After a pause of less than a second, the puppet suddenly stood up: "Wait, I want to go with you too, can I?" ”

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Jiang Ye's footsteps paused, his head didn't turn around, and he replied calmly: "I refuse, you are too weak." ”

Jiang Ye didn't stop and walked away along the corridor, and his figure gradually turned into nothingness in the light mist of the corridor.

The puppet was stunned for a moment, then staggered two steps and chased to the door of the first and third classes of high school, watching Jiang Ye walk to the end of the corridor, and finally disappear at the steps of the stairs.

"It's too weak...... Is it? The puppet lowered its head in disappointment and stared at the floor in a daze.

His face was reflected on the smooth floor.

It was a numb face that didn't suffer pain, and even though it looked like a real person, you could tell it was a puppet if you looked closely.

Jiang Ye didn't look back.

The puppet can be spared by him because the puppet provides value to Jiang Ye, but this does not mean that he can follow him.

The reference value is not the same.

Jiang Ye has only one definition of his entourage, that is, ability.

What's the use of such a weak ghost following him?

Not only is there no way to deal with the players who come to the strategy node, but there is also no way to grow up quickly, is it for them to be used as mascots?

If you want a mascot, why not make something cute and ask for him instead?

In other words, he is not even qualified to be a mascot.

Of course, being able to propose to follow is itself the freedom of a puppet, and Jiang Ye does not like to interfere with the freedom of others. In the same way, refusal is also Jiang Ye's freedom.

It would be unfair for both parties to follow a ghost who was too weak to follow him.

Walking out of the No. 2 teaching building, Jiang Ye took out the drawing from his backpack, and the signature pen was crossed again, and three of the five corners were already crossed.

Jiang Ye put away the map and a smile appeared on his face: "There are still two places left, and you haven't shown up until now, you just don't know what kind of medicine is sold in your gourd, Xia Ya." ”

There were still two places left, and Jiang Ye felt that his strength had been compressed by at least thirty percent, and now he could only exert seventy percent of his strength at most.

Jiang Ye followed the map and walked towards the fourth corner.

"The cafeteria?"

Standing at the door of the cafeteria, Jiang Ye's expression was a little weird, they were too conscious, they even needed Jiang Ye to come to the cafeteria to eat.

Of course, Jiang Ye is not against this form, as an elegant butcher, although Jiang Ye can eat at any time, but if he can eat formally, there is no problem.

"I'm sorry classmates, I won't entertain if I don't dress properly." A ghost reached out to stop Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye smiled: "Then what is considered neatly dressed?" ”

"At the very least, there should be napkins and cutlery." The ghost continued.

"I have." Jiang Ye took out two white napkins from his backpack, and also took out chopsticks, spoons, knives and forks, and tweezers......

The plastic box contains Jiang Ye's usual lunch tools, and of course Jiang Ye usually only uses the first layer of tableware: "chopsticks"

"Please come in, Chef Mank O'Lane is waiting for you."

"I think we can start with a pre-dinner dessert." Jiang Ye said with a smile as he stared at the ghost that had been released.

"Dessert? Sir, we do not serve desserts. ”

The ghost saw Jiang Ye's gaze, and seemed to react at once, and then looked at the ghost baby on Jiang Ye's shoulder with its mouth open and revealing a mouthful of tiny fangs in horror.

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Pushing open the door of the cafeteria, Jiang Ye carefully wiped the ghost baby's mouth, fortunately, Jiang Ye tied the napkin around the ghost baby's neck just now, otherwise he would have to eat everywhere.

The cafeteria was brightly lit, and the air was filled with the faint smell of broth.

Jiang Ye walked to the table with the ghost baby.

The dining table is characteristic, facing the large kitchen, which, of course, cannot be seen at a glance, and is blocked by the partition.

"Welcome, I'm Mank Orion, today's chef, and I hope you enjoy today's dishes." The pig-headed butcher standing at the other end of the table nodded.

The other party's voice was very thick, and it sounded like a hood and a mouthful of thick phlegm in his throat.

Hoarse with heaviness.

"Hello, I'm a diner." Jiang Ye nodded and arranged for the ghost baby to sit on the seat on the other side.

Jiang Ye also saw this pig-headed butcher for the first time, the other party was carrying a fat pig's head, no, it was better to say that this pig's head was his head, his tall figure was at least two meters or more, even if he was sitting on the seat, it looked like a Roshan.

Jiang Ye's human form and the other party's body shape are like a small thing.

A rubber apron was worn on the muscular body, and the rubber gloves looked spotless, which contrasted sharply with the skin on the body, red skin with blood spots, and a few long nails tied to the shoulders.

Jiang Ye inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy, after all, both of them were butchers, and they were both butchers of that size, so it was inevitable that there would be a feeling of being a fellow countryman.

"It's funny, humans still have ghost babies." Mank O'Alley looked at the ghost baby sitting quietly in his seat, and an unusual look flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Ye smiled and said, "This is my son." ”

"Your son is cute." Mank O'Lane nodded.

"I didn't expect you to be ugly, but you are quite good at talking."

"Okay, if you have any good wine and food, please hurry up and entertain it."

The pig-headed butcher didn't say much, but turned around and went back to the back kitchen, and in a short time he returned to the table with two bowls of broth.

"One bowl of this broth is normal pork broth, and the other bowl is human broth, and people who have drunk normal broth can leave." The pig-headed butcher looked at Jiang Ye calmly, and put two bowls of broth in front of Jiang Ye and the ghost baby.

"He can drink it too? He doesn't seem to be human. Jiang Ye pointed to the ghost baby, then looked at the pig-headed butcher and said with some surprise.

The pig-headed butcher frowned, it was the first time he had seen this situation, this was not a single game, and now there was only one person sitting here, how should this game be played?

The pig-headed butcher didn't say a word and pushed the two bowls of broth in front of Jiang Ye: "Choose a bowl, you can leave if you drink it right, and if you are wrong, you can stay and become an ingredient." ”

Jiang Ye had a smile on his face, his eyes wandering over the two bowls of broth.

He smelled the same, and it was all pork, and there was no other smell, and there was a little green onion and coriander wafting from the fat on it.

"I'm sorry, I don't eat coriander, can I change two bowls?"

"Yes." The pig-headed butcher nodded, and walked the two bowls of broth back to the back kitchen, and in a short time two bowls were served.

These two bowls are completely the bottom of the clear soup pot, not to mention coriander, not even chopped green onions, and of course there are no pieces of meat, very pure two bowls of soup.

The cook's cooking technique is also very good, although it is a clear soup, but you can't see the bottom at a glance, indicating that the other party has completely integrated the essence of the meat into the soup.

"The level is really high." Jiang Ye smacked his tongue and said.

There is no problem with being a cook.

Jiang Ye leaned closer and sniffed.

The ghost baby opened its mouth to drink from the bowl that was close to him.

"Didn't I tell you you couldn't eat indiscriminately?" Jiang Ye accidentally knocked over the soup bowl in front of him.

Then Jiang Ye looked at the pig-headed butcher apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, this one has been overturned." ”

"It doesn't matter." The pig-headed butcher shook his head, took out a rag from the side, wiped it off, and then went into the back kitchen with two bowls, and after a while, two bowls of brand new broth appeared on the dining table.

Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

The other party didn't eat oil and salt, and he didn't complain at all because of Jiang Ye's unreasonable request, and meticulously carried out the act of letting Jiang Ye drink broth.

Jiang Ye, the butcher who looked at the reappearance, pursed his lips, to be honest, he didn't want to drink a sip, if he didn't drink this kind of thing, it would be fine, but once he drank it, he would be disgusting to himself.

"It's useless to struggle, you can only end it when you drink the broth, that's the rules of the game, that's the endless struggle." The pig-headed butcher seemed to see Jiang Ye's thoughts, he just shook his head calmly and didn't say much.

There was nothing in the two bowls of meat in front of me, and the body didn't even float with oil foam, just two bowls of milky broth.

It has a faint fragrance and a steaming white mist.

On the opposite side of the broth is a butcher with a huge pig's head.

"I have a different opinion." Jiang Ye looked at the pig-headed butcher and smiled.