Saying goodbye to Uncle Liu, on the way back to the county seat, my mind kept recalling Uncle Liu's words.

"Go back and find a piece of yellow table paper, write your birthday on it with cinnabar, and eat it."

"Finally, use the blood on the finger of your left hand and tap it on your heart."

Although I don't know this kind of thing, I know that when it comes to cinnabar, most of it is something that only famous and decent people use.

Isn't Uncle Ying in the movie just using cinnabar to draw talismans?

It's just that there are still many doubts about this incident that I can't figure out.

First, why does Uncle Liu want to help me?

Could it be that it's really rare me?

I feel that things should not be so simple, if Uncle Liu is a master in the world, why did he not save Liu Dazhuang when he saw death?

Second, and most importantly, this is the point.

If Uncle Liu is really a master, how could he be tricked by someone and not know it?

Fu Zhenyu said very clearly, Uncle Liu was tricked by someone, and he would kill me when he lost his mind.

So, who is this Gu who wants to kill me by Uncle Liu's hand?

Third, it is the word "Yu" carved on the wall by Aunt Qi before she died.

Who exactly does this word Yu refer to?

Since I came to work at night and was stirred into this muddy water, I don't seem to have come into contact with someone surnamed Yu.

Could it be that this surnamed Yu is the real mastermind behind the scenes, I blame Wang Dayou?

However, after this incident, I also completely believe in Fu Zhenyu.

Even with Hu Yao, I also believed it.

There is no other reason, if it weren't for Fu Zhenyu, it is estimated that I would have been killed by Uncle Liu who fell into the Gu.

Along the way, the taxi driver kept chattering on his lips, which meant nothing more than one thing:

Wait until the middle of the night and have to add money.

Directly threw two old man's heads at the driver to make him shut up, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Fu Zhenyu who was sitting next to me.

The kid didn't know what he was thinking at this time, and looked out the window expressionlessly.

"Any ideas?"

My original intention was to ask Fu Zhenyu what he thought about this series of things, and then the two of us were discussing it.

didn't think about it, and without waiting for Fu Zhenyu to speak, the driver driving in front of him said impatiently:

"What can you think? It wasn't until the middle of the night that you gave 200 yuan, and let me thank you? ”

"That's me, try someone else? It's been a long time ago. ”

"Not to mention anything else, one night is enough time for me to pull a few hundred yuan of work."

The money has already been given to him, why is there so much?

I frowned and glared at him, and said angrily:

"I'm sorry, I didn't talk to you."

"Didn't talk to me? So why do you ask me? ”

The driver muttered and continued to speak.

I didn't bother to answer him, and continued to ask Fu Zhenyu, what did he think?

"Are you still finished? Okay, I thank you, okay? I thank you! ”

This time, it was the driver who picked up the words, and his tone was full of impatience.

"Are you sick? Did I talk to you? ”

Interrupting my question three times and twice, I also got a little angry.

"Cao, I don't think you should go to the nightshade restaurant, you should go to a mental hospital."

The driver stopped talking, and the speed of the car was also fast, as if he was hurrying to get me to the place and tell me to get out.

I didn't continue to ask Fu Zhenyu, I guess I was asking, and the driver in front of me had to answer.

When I got back to the restaurant, it was already 2:21 a.m.

When Fu Zhenyu and I got out of the car, the driver didn't forget to lower the window, raised his middle finger at me, and said "Shabi" before driving away.

"Damn, don't let Lao Tzu see you!"

I was completely angry and wanted to chase it, but the taxi had already run away.

Looking up at the dilapidated light box with the words "night primrose" on the top of the restaurant not far away, I couldn't help but ask Fu Zhenyu, should I go back to work or leave?

"Let's do it for now, you can't quit right now."

Looking at Ye Laixiang with a complicated look, Fu Zhenyu replied to me lightly, turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

I called him a few times, but he didn't stop, as if he didn't hear him at all.

Originally, I wanted to ask him about the black shadow, after all, we went up the mountain to chase the black shadow.

But Fu Zhenyu didn't answer me at all, and I could only give up for the time being.

I think Fu Zhenyu is a little weird, as if he has been talking less since he went down the mountain.

I've become more and more indifferent to the things around me, and until now, I don't even bother to talk to me.

And, most importantly, Fu Zhenyu asked me to continue to work, which coincided with the message on the note.

Could it be that Fu Zhenyu left me that note?

Although I have a stomach full of doubts, however, I now believe in Fu Zhenyu and Hu Yao unconditionally, since he said that I should continue to do it, naturally he has a reason.

After pushing open the door of the restaurant, the inside is still the same, not to mention the guests, not even a carved hair.

Only Chen Bald was alone, sitting at a table, sullenly drinking Niu Er.

Chen Bald?

How is he?

What about Wang Dayou?

"Where's Wang Dayou?"

There's nothing nonsense to talk about with Chen Baldzi, I asked casually.

"Dead."

From beginning to end, Chen Bald didn't look at me, and still drank to himself.

"Dead? How did he die? ”

Stunned to hear the news, I was shocked and hurriedly asked.

Syllable!

"Can you handle it?"

Slammed the table, and with the strength of the wine, Chen Bald stood up suddenly, pointed at me and gritted his teeth:

"I told you a long time ago, if you like to do it, if you don't like it, quit and get out, fuck, you're a cook on the night shift, you don't go to the night shift, where did you go?"

"I've seen it a long time ago, you're a dead star, you know how to hurt people!"

Hey you shit!

Originally, I was on fire in the taxi driver's belly, but now I was squirted by Chen Bald for no reason, and I couldn't help it.

"Who are you scolding on a shitty day?"

"I'm a night shift cook, right, Lao Tzu begs you to take my shift?"

"Scolding, who are you with the two of you?"

With the export of my quality three times, for a while, the ** taste between me and Chen Bald rose sharply.

At this time, if there is a spark, it will be a world war.

Click!

Suddenly, just as Chen Bald and I were rolling up our sleeves to greet each other, the door of the restaurant was pushed open.

Then, four men in tunics walked in slowly.

The faces of the four men were a little pale, and the expressions on their faces were very wooden.

Indifferent.

Stiff.

Nothing alive.

That's how these four people feel to me.

Randomly found a table and sat down, and one of them said:

"Cumin mutton, red stewed mutton, mutton meatballs, lamb trotters, finger lamb, stewed mutton, plus four bowls of rice."

As soon as these words fell, the door was pushed open again.

This time it was three women in cheongsams who came in.

Like the four men, they first found a table and sat down, and one of the women said expressionlessly:

"Lamb chops in a casserole, assorted lamb, leg of lamb in stuffy sauce, braised lamb brisket, plus three bowls of rice."

"Good ......"

Chen Bald smiled bitterly and shook his head, then staggered to his feet, turned around and was about to walk towards the kitchen.

"No!"

I grabbed Chen Bald's arm and said sharply: "I'm a night shift cook, and I don't sell mutton dishes at night!" ”

These two groups of people are so eccentric, and the dishes they order are all mutton dishes without exception.

This is a taboo on the night shift, and I feel that the aura of these two groups is a little wrong, so I immediately stopped Chen Baldzi.

Although I don't deal with Chen Baldzi, I don't want him to die.

Shaking off my arm, Chen Bald pointed at me and sneered:

"What are you, this night shift is mine, you can't be the master, get out of Lao Tzu immediately!"

Is this bald Chen really stupid or fake stupid?

He came earlier than me, and since he knew Liu Dazhuang, it was impossible not to know the taboo of the night shift.

"Chen Bald ......"

"Get out!"

This time, Chen Bald was directly furious, and while speaking, he squeezed his eyes at me a few times.

For a moment, I couldn't react a little.

This......

What does that mean?