Lan Shuying recognized this person at a glance.

It was the previous owner of the lighter box - the soldier.

He fell to the ground, seemingly unable to get up, trying to get up.

In front of everyone's eyes, everyone saw that a hand was stretched out with difficulty from the rotten sleeve......

Lan Shuying heard the sound of gasping behind her.

The reason is simple:

That hand looked terrifying.

The flesh and blood were all stripped away, and only the clean and white color made one wonder if this was a human bone or a processed handicraft? If it's a bone, how can it be without a trace of blood?

The night breeze lifted his coat.

Two rows of bare ribs are exposed underneath.

The internal organs, which had lost the protection of their flesh, were beating happily, and everything was rushing in an eerie direction.

"Is that him?" A knight behind him asked his companion.

The companion unfolded the portrait and nodded affirmatively.

"Up, take him away!"

The knight came to the spirit and called on everyone to control the soldiers.

The soldier looked around in surprise, a faint scarlet glow in the depths of his eyes, and sneered.

He didn't speak, he didn't even struggle.

This meekness successfully paralyzed all the royal knights.

Just when everyone thought it was impossible for him to resist, he jerked his head away and bit the one closest to him!

"Whew!!"

The knight snatched his hand back, and the tooth marks quickly oozes blood!

In his rage, he slapped the soldier unconscious.

The man fainted, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was swollen and high.

This scene should probably be pitiful.

The strange thing is that looking at such a soldier, Lan Shuying intuitively felt that something was wrong - she was not worried that the soldier would be bullied to death by these people, but felt an evil aura......

As if, this is the temporary sleep of the beast.

The next time, when everyone thinks he's harmless, he'll get up and bite someone's throat......

She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood.

It's an instinct for danger that becomes more acute in a special environment.

The soldier didn't know what he had experienced in the soup shop, there must be something wrong with him!

"What are you going to do with him?" Lan Shuying stood in the way.

The knight was still angry, ignored her, and bypassed her directly, tying the person up and lying on the horse's back.

A group of people quickly evacuated.

Hayley spat at their backs and cursed, "Cross the river and tear down the bridge." ”

The contempt of this group of people is all too obvious.

It's probably that the old men who eat the emperor's food don't look down on temporary workers, even if the title they receive is still their boss.

No, I helped the little queen find someone, and in a blink of an eye, they became this treatment when they lost their value.

Lan Shuying stared at the direction they left for a while, then came back to her senses and patted Hailey's shoulder: "Don't worry about the little minions." I'll go and say a few words to the boss, you wait for me here, or go back and get the luggage. ”

Hailey's eyes lit up: "Leave tonight?" ”

"Yes."

For the past three days, they have lived a life of night owls, sleeping during the day and patrolling at night.

The old king died, but the rules for everyone to work were not changed, so the little queen arranged for them a temporary job:

Night watchman.

The work certificate is only valid until tomorrow morning.

Of course, the little queen did not give up the idea of entrapment, and also mentioned that as long as they continued to stay in the royal city, the next job would be a royal advisor, which would be valid permanently.

Lan Shuying didn't respond.

Hailey went back to her residence to get her things first, and Lan Shuying walked to the soup shop counter.

The crazy chef was busy in the back kitchen, and the heat wave was rolling with a fishy smell, rushing towards her at the door.

"Are you there?"

Before she finished speaking, a pig's head poked out of the middle of the curtain in the back kitchen, and the corners of her mouth were upturned on both sides:

"You're back so soon, did you find my friend?"

Lan Shuying briefly told him what happened to them after they left the royal city.

"Queen? Haha, when did the throne change people? ”

The mad chef brought a pot of meat to her, expertly pulling the bones out.

"That's not the point." Lan Shuying reminded.

"But I want to hear about it."

The mad chef cleaned the pieces of meat, lifted the lid, and lowered them into the boiling water.

White mist.

Those hot gases were entangled, and they gathered into a bust of a man in front of her—

The man was wearing a crown and bleeding from all seven orifices, glaring at her with resentment!

Lan Shuying stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes were calm and fearless with a hint of fatigue, as if she had seen through his details and disdained to accompany him to act.

The white mist dispersed after a few seconds.

The crazy chef put his hands on his chest and smiled playfully: "He came with you, and he has a deep grudge against you." ”

The man's face, she recognized.

It was the king who had been poisoned in the reception room a few days earlier.

Lan Shuying blinked: "Oh." ”

"He asked you why you didn't save him." The mad chef followed.

"Then why should I save him?" Lan Shuying asked calmly.

"Ha, ha! If you don't save you when you die, aren't you afraid of being retaliated against by his resentful spirit? ”

"Isn't he already reincarnated?"

Lan Shuying was stunned, already revealing impatience.

"You have expertise, you don't have to deliberately scare me with tricks, it's useless. Let's talk about some serious things, the soldier who went out just now, there are some changes in him, you should know best. ”

The mad chef laughed even louder and danced:

"You're the best at seeing death and not being saved, why are you questioning me? Leave him alone, let's do something fun, like ......"

He grabbed a big spoon and filled her with a bowl of soup: "A supper?" ”

Lan Shuying looked at his greasy and reflective pig's head under the light, disgusted, and shook his head with a stiff face.

"That soldier, he's not bad, hahaha, the meat is good, and the brain is not stupid......" The crazy chef's smile continued to expand, and he brought the bowl of soup to the table, sat down to suck, gulped the soup, and munched on it.

Lan Shuying silently said goodbye.

She knew what was in the bowl.

To her surprise, the mad chef knew the king's appearance in the soup shop, and also knew that she was present when the king died, and the function of this soup shop seemed to be too powerful.

In the ensuing conversation, she learned:

Over the past few days, the Grey Vest, the Soldier and the Captain, these three played many rounds of the game, and the end result was that the Soldier won.

The price is the flesh that was cut off from his body.

The mad chef ate so happily that he eliminated one bowl and brought out two more bowls, and invited her to sit down and taste it again, but she sternly refused.

"Unhappy ......"

The crazy chef was rejected twice, and finally issued an eviction order: "Is there anything else you want to say?" ”

Lan Shuying nodded.

"I'm going to go to Ganede tonight, I heard that it's dangerous there, and if I die there, I'll be trapped in a place after reincarnation, so I can't go to Oinker for you."

The mad chef immediately cried out, "That's not going to work! ”

Lan Shuying looked at him with a smile, her eyes suggestive.

"You ......"

The crazy chef finally came back to his senses.