Lan Shuying looked around the wooden table covered with dark red grease, and finally carefully picked up the menu book with her fingertips.

This thing is thick, and the cover and inside pages are ominous pure black undertones.

The cover is printed with a blood-red pattern, resembling a human face, and the left eye is torn in half.

As soon as she got it in front of her, a strong fishy smell poured into her nose, like opening a jar of plasma that had been sealed for a hundred years.

"Please take a look, it's all on the menu, and customers can tell me if they want to eat anything else."

The boss's chubby face has regained its ruddy appearance, and he looks like he is very talkative.

He stood next to him, looked kind, rubbed his hands, and said something meaningless, like the store is cramped and there are few people, and he asks a few customers to forgive him if he doesn't entertain well, well, that's roughly what it means.

Lan Shuying nodded, turned the first page, and looked intently.

The boss was obviously sure that they couldn't escape, so he paced slowly to the back kitchen.

From time to time, there was the sound of machetes colliding with the board.

Bang, bang.

With each chop, the gray vests and soldiers shivered, more nervous than the meat on the board.

Opposite them was the one inside, the boss singing loudly:

"Delicious soup, thick and yellow,

Wait for someone to taste in a hot soup bowl!

Who wouldn't want to come into the store to enjoy such a delicacy?

Midnight soup, the most delicious soup! ”

The singing was wave after wave, and in the back kitchen, a huge shadow shone on the wall.

The human head is gradually deformed, and the ears are expanding outward.

If Lan Shuying saw it, she would definitely think of the musician - not long ago, the musician cocooned himself and drank metamorphosis wine in the restaurant box, and turned into a pig.

But the owner of the soup shop is more high-end than him, his body is still humanoid, his head is changing, and the action of chopping meat has not stopped at all.

The tone of the ballad became more and more frenzied, giving the listener a sense of panic, as if he would rush out in the next second and cut the three guests into sections.

The teeth of the gray vest are fighting.

He sat down across from Lan Shuying, his shaky white shirt quickly rubbing a dark red.

"Something?" Lan Shuying raised her eyes.

Gray Vest didn't expect her to be so calm, thinking that she was because she hadn't heard about this shop, and the ignorant were fearless.

He suddenly felt a little superior.

There is also malicious intent that is not so easy to detect.

"You don't actually need to order, the crazy chef's shop has been open in Wangcheng for decades, and his best thing is soup, this must be tried!" The gray vest introduced.

"Oh."

Lan Shuying didn't want to deal with him.

This guy knew that the store was weird, and he made up a lame reason to trick her in, and he was not right.

What he says is either ignored or understood in the opposite direction.

- Soup should never be drunk.

In fact, before she was told by the mad chef to break her whereabouts, she felt as if she had stepped into the realm of rules.

This storefront should be a sub-small world nested in a fairy tale town.

It is usually derived from legends or strange tales, and is very aggressive.

This kind of field is not large, and the monsters inside can't get out, and if passers-by outside happen to bump into its rule conditions, they must come in and not get out until they get the approval of the rules.

Since she couldn't leave, she entered the store decently, at least on the surface, as a qualified guest, and the boss's attitude towards her was really much better than that of the gray vest.

In other words, she remembered that the rules of the secondary world were generally very rough, and she didn't know if there were any loopholes to exploit......

Lan Shuying pondered, her eyes flew over the names of the dishes:

Stir-fried heart, spicy liver, steamed lungs, boiled pork slices......

Although she didn't see any images in the store that might have led to the seal, she felt that most of the names of the dishes were incomplete.

What's missing?

Hehe......

She glanced at ten lines and quickly turned to the last page.

The name of the dish at the end was not fully written, and the last word was scribbled out with a black pen, and four thin branches extended around a cloud of ink, and it became an X that should reduce the stomach.

Putting it together reads: Roast Whole X.

"Hmm......"

Lan Shuying rolled her eyes and shifted her gaze to her paws wrapped in rabbit fur.

It seems to understand something.

……

When the mad chef's ballad was sung for the third time, Milk Candy sent the specific structure of the restaurant.

Lan Shuying took it and took a look.

In front is a lobby with four sets of tables and chairs, a counter, plus a spacious back kitchen.

In total, there was only one monster, the mad chef.

She believes that toffee can't scan incorrectly, which only means that this guy is very strong.

But Ghost Hitomi just saw that his stats were only three times higher than her body, so theoretically, he could try to fight......

Suddenly, the curtain of the door connecting the back kitchen to the lobby was squeezed open.

A huge pig's head poked out of it and asked them:

"Guests, have you figured out what to eat?"

This is the voice of the mad chef.

He was honest with them in his true form.

Lan Shuying looked at his big head silently, and for a moment thought of the three animals used in the sacrifice, which were separated by the door curtain, which was more like.

Plus, she retracted the idea that she could fight.

After turning into a pig-headed monster, his value suddenly increased dozens of times, and with the body of this weak rabbit, it couldn't compare to taking strong pills for her.

"Ahh The gray vest was busy fooling the rabbit to step on the pit, and there was a ghost in his heart, and he was startled by the crazy chef, and even fell down with the bench.

The poor wooden bench was directly torn apart.

The mad chef narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "Indemnity, ten silver coins." ”

The gray vest hurriedly took out the money bag and put it on the counter.

The pig's face opened its arc and asked the philosophical question that had stumped many people again: What to eat?

The soldier was in a trance for a long time.

He realized that he was in a dangerous place, so he did not dare to answer.

Lan Shuying noticed that he was holding the lighter box tightly in his hand, perhaps because the mad chef had not yet shown his intention to attack, and the soldier did not dare to move.

Otherwise, she would have been able to see the three big dogs raised by the magic array now.

"Boss ......"

Lan Shuying raised her head, pointed to the last line of the menu and said, "Why isn't it clearly written here?" ”

The mad chef laughed distortedly: "Then what do you think should be filled in here?" ”

As soon as he asked, she immediately caught a chill.

Killing Intent.

She shrugged her shoulders: "I don't know, I'm not a chef. ”

"Haven't you ever been in the kitchen once?"

"Well, I've been there, but it's not to my taste."

She expressed the meaning of "poor cooking" very tactfully.

The mad chef was amused by her.

The killing intent is gone.

She felt as if the guy was more relaxed, even though he was already very unrestrained.

"I suddenly remembered a dish from my hometown, the steps are very complicated, and I have never succeeded in making it. Oh, and I don't really want to eat it...... I'm just curious if I can make it here. Lan Shuying said slowly.

The crazy chef was aroused by her, and said proudly: "As long as you can say it!" ”

"Shrimp and pig heart."

She blinked innocently: "Can this be done?" ”