The ghost made a god like a god, Master Lin followed, he walked cautiously, and kept a distance of more than ten steps from the figure in front of him. The man also stepped very lightly, and even occasionally crushed a fallen leaf, only making a gentle crisp sound.

The back door is in the front, it is much smaller than the pomp of the front door, the vermilion paint is painted, the door has two copper rings, and the two wooden doors are very simple. And the man, suddenly, stood still by the door, stared at the door quietly for a while, and then took something out of his robe.

Master Lin stood on tiptoe and squinted his eyes forward, and he saw that the man had a bowl in his hand, a porcelain bowl with worn-out edges, and in his other hand, he was clutching a chopstick, an ordinary chopstick.

How do you eat with one chopstick? This was the first thing Master Lin thought of, but when he saw the man squatting down and putting the bowl on the ground, he suddenly understood that this chopstick was not used for eating at all.

There is a custom in his hometown: during the mid-year festival in the seventh month, the ancestors should be burned with paper at the intersection, and the bowl should be tapped while burning, so that the souls of the ancestors can be summoned to accept the worship of the living and eat the sacrifices. He still remembers the sound of chopsticks tapping the edge of the bowl: tuk tuk......

Like the footsteps of the return of the ancestors.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk." Now, this voice sounded in his ears again, but now is not the Midyear Festival, so who is that person to sacrifice? Who is the table full of dishes in the Yuyin Mountain House for?

Master Lin stared intently ahead, his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.

"The most distinguished guests of the Infinite Pavilion, please come and dine."

A familiar voice drifted into his ears, but it was not at all like his usual tone, with humility and awe, just as he had greeted the high ruler in the Forbidden City.

Master Lin's gaze crossed the top of the man's head, and once again came to the two closed doors, the doors were locked from the outside, and the inside could not be opened at all? So? Who is the guest he is greeting?

A sudden gust of wind outside the wall? A patch of hard pine needles in it? Split his head and cover his face and pounced on Master Lin. There was a smell in the wind: the smell of earth. This made Master Lin suddenly have a particularly bad feeling, because he had heard many people talk about it? The barren mountain behind the Infinite Pavilion is actually a big cemetery? A long time ago? A world-famous war broke out there, with heavy casualties on both sides, and the bones of countless dead soldiers buried on the spot? Buried in the mountains.

So at the time? When he saw that the Wubi Pavilion was built in such a barren place, he was still puzzled: in such a place without "popularity", can business be good? Anyone who does business knows that business depends on "popularity", so those wine shops and restaurants are often concentrated in one place? It's just to gather popularity.

Of course he was wrong, the business of Wubi Pavilion cannot be described as "good"? It's just hot, the fire that breaks through the sky? He had never seen a restaurant do so well, even in a famine year? There is also an endless stream of guests? So much so that they sometimes have to do everything possible to get out of the way? Because the food stocked in the store really can't meet the needs of so many customers.

Now it seems that, perhaps, this restaurant is not supported by popularity at all, it gathers something else.

"Hoo ......"

A louder gust of wind blew from outside the wall, and the smell of earth became stronger, and there seemed to be a slight stench in the middle, like the smell of rotten food.

Master Lin heard a rustling sound, like the sound of clothes dragging on the ground. At the same time, the figure in front of him, who had been crouching on the ground, stood up, and instead of tapping the rim of the bowl, he stood sideways, looking down at the ground.

The wooden door "clanged", as if it was shaking by the wind, but Master Lin knew that it was not, because, he saw that the green light of the jade stone steps that was still passing through the crack in the door was blocked by something, and he could also feel that something was swarming through the two wooden doors in droves, pouring into the Infinite Pavilion.

The fallen leaves on the ground were crushed one after another, first one by one, and then one after another, more and more, making a "click" sound, like countless mouths chewing on brittle bones.

Master Lin's body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move at all, and he watched the broken leaves spread in his direction until they came to his feet......

Finally, the few dead leaves beside him were also crushed, and a "crackling" sound, very soft, reached his ears, but turned into an earth-shattering loud noise. But at the same time, the stampede died down, and the dead leaf beside him became the last leaf to be stepped on. Although the corridor behind him was covered with leaves that had been blown off by the wind, none of them were "murdered" again.

Those things stopped moving forward, bounded by Master Lin, and no longer took a step forward.

They could see him, but he couldn't see them.

A cold sweat slid down Master Lin's head, and he could see that the circle of dead leaves around him was trampled on to pieces, and he knew that the formless thing surrounded him in the middle, tightening it tighter and tighter.

Is it that after a while, he will be like Zifu, with only one finger and a pool of blood left.

But things didn't go as he imagined, he saw the figure that had been standing next to the door moved, let out a "huh" sound, and whispered, "Someone is peeking?" ”

His eyes clearly did not look at him, and Master Lin knew that it was these things that told him about his voyeurism. Sure enough, the man suddenly turned to the back, his eyes shining with a cold light he had never seen before.

"You, follow me? Have you seen it all? He asked Master Lin softly, his tone was calm, but it made people shudder.

"I ...... I didn't, I didn't see anything, I didn't ...... Didn't see them...... It's not ......"

Master Lin spoke incoherently, and by the end, he couldn't hear what he was saying, and he found himself kneeling on the ground at some point, kowtowing desperately to the figure, "I don't know anything...... Didn't know anything......"

"Don't be afraid, they won't eat people." As if he had guessed what Master Lin was thinking, the man suddenly smiled and comforted him softly, "They don't eat people, and they don't have sacrifices, so they starve all day long. ”

"So...... The dishes you cook are for these ...... These ......"

Master Lin was trembling, and he couldn't say that word anyway.