What's inside?

I didn't look at it, and I didn't have to.

For I knew for a long time that the jar covered with white cloth contained mutton.

"Lamb, what's wrong with that?"

I looked at Fu Zhenyu with a confused expression, and my eyes were full of doubts.

Really, it's only been 1 hour apart from Fu Zhenyu.

As a result, as soon as these people came back, I almost couldn't recognize them one by one.

Coupled with Fu Zhenyu's current anger, if it weren't for my confidence in dealing with Zhenyu.

I really doubt that Fu Zhenyu was ghosted.

No matter how you look at it, the current Fu Zhenyu is like two people compared to the previous one.

"Lamb? Then aren't you curious at all why Wang Dayou set those three rules for you? ”

Fu Zhenyu still looks murderous.

"This is naturally curious."

I've always been very interested in these three rules.

After all, these three strange rules seem to me to be too unusual.

I once thought about asking Fu Zhenyu about them, but each of these people has their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.

More or less keep certain secrets from me, plus this series of things, I don't bother to ask.

Didn't Fu Zhenyu say it?

Now is not the time to tell me.

Therefore, I am not in a hurry, as the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and when I should know, someone will naturally tell me.

Just like Fu Zhenyu now.

Although I don't know what happened in this short 1 hour, I can see from Fu Zhenyu's series of abnormal performances.

I reckon that some shocking secret will be revealed to me today!

"Zhenyu, you've figured it out."

At this time, Hu Yao and An Ran also came to the door of the kitchen.

The two of them didn't say anything, but looked at Fu Zhenyu in unison.

After all, for our small team, Fu Zhenyu is undoubtedly the leader, and most of the others listen to him.

"That woman dares to use a secret method and use the Thirteen Immortals against us, which already explains the problem."

Fu Zhenyu was not too dirty, his body slowly leaned against the wall, silently took out the cigarette, and took a puff.

"Judging from the direction of her actions tonight, it is estimated that she doesn't want to move Xiaoye for the time being, but will only make a move after sweeping us away."

"But if something happens to the two of us, Xiao Yezi still can't figure out the situation, and death is not far away."

Woman?

What woman?

I listened to the clouds, why did a woman pop up again, isn't it the Thirteen Immortals?

As he spoke, Fu Zhenyu suddenly turned his head to look at me, and said word by word:

"The mutton in this jar is actually the yang energy of the chef on duty in this restaurant."

What does the yang energy of the chef on duty mean?

I blinked, indicating that I didn't understand.

It was Hu Yao who came out to explain it to me.

In his words, if I sell the mutton in this jar when I am on duty, it is equivalent to giving my yang energy to those diners.

And those diners who come to order mutton dishes, without exception, are all ghosts!

On the outside, they were eating, but they were actually sucking my yang energy.

According to Hu Yao's Dongshan School, the yang energy of the human body is equivalent to lifespan.

This is completely different from the yang energy that is passed on by word of mouth.

Yang energy cannot be raised, only constantly decreased.

When the yang energy in a person's body is dissipated, it is the day of that person's death.

So, every time I sell a lamb dish, it's like I'm shortening my lifespan with my own hands.

The more you sell, the faster you die.

With Hu Yao's narration, gradually, I seemed to understand a little.

I remember the first time I asked for leave, it was Chen Bald who came to work the night shift for me.

And that night, there were mostly customers in the restaurant, and their clothes and expressions were similar to those of the two middle-aged people just now.

In other words, that night, all the people who came to eat were ghosts.

The mutton dishes sold by Chen Bald are actually shortening his life expectancy indefinitely.

That's why the next day, Chen Bald died in the dormitory, right?

Thinking about it this way, Chen Bald really died for me.

After all, according to the regular shift system, it should be me who was on duty that night, not Chen Baldzi.

"That'...... What is the meaning of the oil in the other jar? ”

Hearing Hu Yao talk about this, I suddenly remembered another jar.

It is the jar with yellow cloth, the jar with oil.

I remember when I was in Hongshui Village, Zhang Facai said that the reason why Zhang Fakui bit off his tongue was because of the oil.

"There's nothing to say, the jar is filled with corpse oil."

Fu Zhenyu's bland words made me completely stunned.

Corpse oil?

Without waiting for me to ask, Hu Yao on the side continued to explain.

It is said that the corpse oil combined with mutton can maximize the effect of those ghosts sucking the yang energy in the mutton.

No wonder!

It's no wonder that the human skin ghost dressed in Qin Suyu came to eat mutton dishes several times, and kept saying that some kind of ingredient was missing from my dishes.

Dare to love is the lack of corpse oil?

When I think about it, I hate it.

These turtle grandsons, did Lao Tzu offend them?

Can you do this to me?

"That'...... Zhang Fakui and Liu Dazhuang ......"

"Well, eating corpse oil alone, although it is not fatal, is easy to be blinded by some dirty things."

"Whether it is Zhang Fakui or Liu Dazhuang, they are all harmed by those ghosts hiding behind their backs."

Fu Zhenyu spat out a puff of smoke and rubbed his forehead vigorously, it seemed that he was very tired.

"The ghost hiding behind your back? Isn't it Wang Dayou? ”

According to the clues told me by Fu Zhenyu and Hu Yao, the spearhead was pointed at Wang Dayou without exception.

But Fu Zhenyu also said just now, what kind of woman is there.

Could it be that the initiator of this incident is that woman?

As for Wang Dayou, he is just a puppet?

"No, Wang Dayou is the one who pulled you into the game, not the person who has always wanted your life."

Fu Zhenyu's words are undoubtedly equivalent to pouring cold water on me.

It made me, who had just felt a little bit of thought, messy again.

Since this Wang Dayou pulled me into the game, but didn't kill me, what did he mean?

"What about the person who killed Aunt Qi? Is it Wang Dayou? ”

I haven't forgotten the word "Yu" carved out of my fingernails on the wall of Aunt Qi's house.

After such a long time, there is only one possibility I can think of:

Aunt Qi originally wanted to engrave a king character, but because of the rush of time, she didn't finish carving the word.

"We are still investigating this, judging from the current clues, Wang Dayou's suspicion is indeed the greatest, but it does not rule out that the murderer is someone else."

"Why?"

I don't understand, among our people, only Wang Dayou's surname is Wang.

If it's not him, could it be me Wang Jianye?

"It's very simple, because Liu Guozhong's death is too strange."