Today, I went out and received more than a dozen younger brothers, and the ghost king was very happy, he found that the blood shadow next door was all standard crooked melons and cracked dates, and there were few newcomers, so he was doubly happy.

- There is a sense of comfort in sitting firmly in the middle palace.

Just wait for the person above to speak, and he can show the results.

Hey, these little brothers seem to have grievances to sue......

The Ghost King listened for a while.

The smile gradually widened......

……

"She's getting stronger."

Lan Shuying frowned.

The ultra-clear picture faithfully records the time when the tomb ghost and the hairy zombie get along.

The hair stiff is still the same, wrapped in long hair, like a dead corpse that sleeps for a long time, allowing the female ghost to plunder its evil, not at all as terrifying as the ghost king described.

Lan Shuying keenly noticed that compared to the last time, the female ghost's aura had increased, and the data observed by the ghost pupil also confirmed this.

If you have to compare......

In the past, it took about two slaps for a female ghost to defeat her ghost king, but now, a single slap may be able to slap him to death.

Ghost King: ???

"Master, I have a discovery."

"Say."

"Ahem, that's right, today I collected a few drowned ghosts on the outskirts of the city, ah no, they weren't drowned, they were just ...... in the water"

"Getting to the point."

Ghost Wang Mo, after a little consideration, said: "The old lady of the Xia family sent people to kill 24 members of the Xia Yi family, 13 of whom turned into water ghosts in Qinghe, they confessed that they pawned a bag of antiques in the Ruyi pawnshop, and they also deceived the daughter of the pawnshop shopkeeper two days ago. ”

"It's them...... What kind of scam? ”

The branch of the Xia family specializes in going to the tomb to get money, and she provoked the ghost of the ancient tomb, she already knows about it, but this is just this deception......

Lan Shuying thought of Zhang Zijun's previous generous statement and raised her eyebrows.

Xia Yi died of two of the most well-trained sons, in the end, he was afraid of the power of his family, he didn't dare to tear his face openly, so he hid and drank all day long, and secretly instructed his daughter-in-law to carry the body to the door of Xia's house, not crying or making trouble, only burning paper.

With his understanding of Mrs. Xia, he will get a generous pension next. But he was concentrating on digging holes for a while, and he didn't know about a series of strange things that happened in the Xia family's inner house.

As soon as the old lady heard that two people had died in Xia Yi's family, and then heard that the pawnshop was haunted and Lao Deng died strangely, the so-called old man became a spirit, he thought of those goods, and then thought: Could it be that when Xia Yi dug a hole, he brought things that shouldn't be touched?

In a sense, he was right.

But this really has nothing to do with the Xia family's inner house.

Xia Yi carried a black pot for the pangolin spirit, and did not get the pension, but lost the lives of the family.

He was puzzled in every way, hating the old lady for turning his face and being ruthless, this breath of resentment was blocked in his throat and could not be dispersed, and he did not enter reincarnation, so he turned into a water ghost in the green river and was recruited by the ghost king.

However, after their family suffered and before Mrs. Xia made a move, the daughter-in-law of the Xia Yi family made a mistake, distorted the matter, and told Zhang Zijun, who questioned her.

Her man had just died, which meant that she was going to be widowed soon after entering the door, and the female ghost didn't look for her, but she resented the other party.

Zhang Zijun, who was passing by, looked nosy, and claimed to be a master disciple of the Xuanmen, which made Xia Yi's daughter-in-law think about it. She told Zhang Zijun that her man made a bet with someone that the loser would go to the ancient tomb to explore the way, and as a result, both brothers were killed by the monsters inside.

A statement full of loopholes, but Zhang Zijun believed it.

So there was the words in the pawnshop.

……

"It's done, girl, and see if it tastes like that."

A plate of fragrant meat shortbread rested in front of Lan Shuying, and the middle-aged chef with a big waist and a round waist smiled simply, seemingly an ordinary person, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes and stories.

His gaze swept over the shortbread, revealing worry and reluctance.

Lan Shuying was worried about the ghost of the ancient tomb, but she didn't have much appetite, so she couldn't bear his earnestness, so she reached out and picked up a piece, and sincerely praised: "It's delicious!" Master Su's treasure knife is not old. ”

The middle-aged cook grinned silently.

Lan Shuying reminded him: "Master Su, there is no turning back when you open the bow, can you think about it?" ”

The cook was silent for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, he was calm, he spoke slowly, and he cherished the opportunity to say every word.

"Girl, it has been one hundred and fifty years since Su Ji opened. I remember that when I was a child, I learned to cook from my grandfather, first to know the ingredients, and then to make cakes, fillings, and all kinds of dim sum...... He also asked us to figure it out for ourselves, but no one could come up with a more delicious recipe than this shortbread. ”

"It doesn't matter if there is no Lao Su in this world, but this recipe can't be lost, if it can't be passed on, the ancestors will scold."

He unconsciously had tears in his eyes, and smiled while wiping: "It's okay now, it's okay now." Hey, if I had known that people were dead and could have taught this idiot, I would have found a crooked neck tree and ended it! ”

Lan Shuying listened quietly.

She knew that this was the last thing a seventy-year-old man wanted to say.

These words, apart from her, his filial sons and grandchildren can't listen to them.

The old man's surname is Su, and he is the owner of Su Ji Cake on Chang'an Street next door, and his mourning hall has not been demolished yet.

Because of his life of being kind to others, there should have been a broad road waiting in front of him, but that strong obsession trapped the old man in the sun: this recipe was not learned by his children and grandchildren for a day, and he was unwilling to go!

Now the old man has a chance to pass on his life's experience of making pastries to his son, and in return, he will have no afterlife.

……

The cook's mouth was dry, and he poured out all the words he hadn't said enough in his life, and finally his eyes fell down.

It didn't take long for him to wake up.

At this time, his face was full of confusion, scratching his head and muttering to himself: "Where is this, why am I here?" ”

Lan Shuying pinched a piece of shortbread and handed it to her lips, and said lightly: "I asked you to make shortbread, the silver is on the table, you can take it and go back." ”

"Shortbread? Which? The cook looked blankly, staring at the plate of shortbread fixedly, looking down at his hands, not believing that it was his own work.

He pondered and meditated, and seemed to have an impression of the whole process in his mind, and it became clearer when he pondered it again: how many points should be put in each ingredient when adjusting the filling, how to adjust it when stirring, when to put it in the filling, and when to close it...... Every step is imprinted in my mind, and I can't forget it!

But he still didn't believe it, this shortbread looked simple, and it was harder to make a taste that would satisfy his father!

Hey, wait, the cook stretched his neck and sniffed, isn't this smell just a shortbread made by the old man himself?!

Lan Shuying said impatiently: "You still don't leave?" ”

The cook watched the girl's delicate face suddenly turn into a blue-faced fang, and his mother screamed in fright, and ran away with a crawl.

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