"So you know each other, so it's even better."

Seeing Chen Bufan calling the beauty nickname, the man with glasses hooked Chen Bufan's shoulder and pulled him to the cubicle.

Smack.

Chen Bufan closed his big mouth, and directly shook off the glasses and walked out of the pawn shop.

It's not just an understanding, and I almost accepted my fate.

A woman lying in the morgue with a ghost looks like a sports tool specially designed for men, and if it is normal, there are ghosts.

No one is perfect, and there is no difference.

It is estimated that the death of the red hair in the hospital is inseparable from this woman, such a woman, even ten red hairs are not enough for her to squeeze.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the red hair, Chen Bufan couldn't help but tremble his legs.

Master is right, there is no woman in the world who doesn't want money, and if there is, it is likely to be fatal.

"Hey, little brother, don't you have a cup of tea with your sister to catch up with the old days, you don't know that my sister misses you for a long time."

Sister Na saw Chen Bufan turn her head and leave, and hurriedly chased after her, her voice ecstatic.

"My wife is still waiting for me to come home and cook, say goodbye, don't send it."

Chen Bufan made up an excuse and walked quickly without looking back.

If it weren't for the morgue, Chen Bufan would definitely have to drink this tea, and he would have to lie on the bed and drink it, but thinking of all the weirdness of this woman, of course, it is a small life.

"Hey, little brother, don't you want to get both money, or are you not a man........"

“..............'

Whew-

Running all the way up the street and standing under the sun, Chen Bufan breathed a long sigh of relief.

I don't know what that woman is.

It shouldn't be possible to say that it is human.

It's a ghost, but it's not like it.

The monster bar doesn't even have a demonic spirit.

You can't afford to mess with me.

Chen Bufan wiped a cold sweat, when the woman approached him just now, the yin qi hit people, and it was still warm under the sun.

No matter.

Why is it shocked, the only way to eat ten catties of meat is to eat.

As long as you don't take the initiative to contaminate, it's none of my business.

Chen Bufan covered his rumbling stomach and went straight to the restaurant on the side of the road.

As everyone knows, there is a pair of cold eyes staring at him from afar, and the mangs are like snakes and scorpions.

After entering the restaurant, Chen Bufan ordered a table of meat.

What braised pork, Dongpo pork, back to the pot meat, stir-fried meat, button meat, stewed meat, boiled meat, and steamed pork are all together, and there is a whole meat feast directly.

There is no way, there are only a handful of days to see meat on the mountain, so much so that Chen Bufan wants to eat meat in his dreams, and at this moment, it is the moment to realize his dream.

In the eyes of others, meat is a greasy food, but in Chen Bufan's eyes, this is a dream.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Chen Bufan swept away the food on the table.

Thinking of Long Ling's explanation, he packed another pot of meat, and deliberately packed a bag of seasonings before checking out.

"This, this person can't be some kind of monster, it's too edible."

"That's right, and it's all about meat, so you're not afraid of getting tired."

"I don't know if it's a monster, anyway, I know why pork is so expensive."

"Why?"

"If one person eats half a pig, how many pigs do you have to eat?"

“...........”

Seeing Chen Bufan going out, everyone talked about it, and some people even posted Chen Bufan's eating photos on the Internet, which suddenly attracted a hot popularity.

Chen Bufan didn't know about these.

Licking his mouth full of oil stars and touching his bulging belly, Chen Bufan never felt satisfied.

I secretly decided in my heart that eating meat as my life goal.

However, after eating two thousand and a half in one meal, this goal is a bit ambitious, and you have to find a way to make money.

After a full hiccups, Chen Bufan began to imagine a better life.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a small note posted on the camphor tree on the side of the road, which was a corner that was not very noticeable, but it attracted Chen Bufan to the past.

There is no other reason, only because of the word heavy money.

Approaching the note, there were a few neat lines of small print printed on it.

'Spending a lot of money to find a master of the monastic'

'Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?,I don't believe it.,But I've recently encountered something weird.,I hope there's a master who understands the Tao to help me.,If you can get rid of the weird.,I will be very thankful.,Contact number: ********.。 ’

Wow quack –

Master of Cultivation.

Isn't that me?

I was born to be useful, and I didn't know how to use it before, until this little note, I didn't know it was really useful.

Wow quack, I'm such ™ a talent.

Sure enough, talents have to make a fortune wherever they go.

The heavy money is mine.

Meat, tube.

Chen Bufan looked up to the sky and laughed, until he scared a few children passing by, he tore off the note and walked away.

After buying two barrels of refined oil, a pot of meat on his back, and with a dream, Chen Bufan rushed back to the murderous house before the sun went up.

The tiptoeing cat at the door of the murderous house.

The probe looked around, but there was no dragon spirit.

Chen Bufan laughed cheaply, put down the things on his body, and took out the packaged spices.

A bowl of chili powder, a bowl of peppercorn powder and a large tube of mustard.

Dead demon girl, let you bully Lao Tzu every day.

This time, I have to give you some color to see, so that you know that a man's face is not for a woman to beat, but for a woman to kiss.

Without hesitation, Chen Bufan poured the seasoning into the packing bag, and found a few handfuls of mouse feces among the weeds in the murderous house, and kneaded them like mud.

Oh, it must taste so strong, even if it's in the broth, it's not much worse than poison.

Chen Bufan pinched his nose, imagining the picture of the dragon spirit eating meat, and opened his mouth with laughter.

I guess it's pretty much the same.

Looking at the red and black dumplings that were kneaded by himself, Chen Bufan sniffed lightly, it was extremely spicy, smelly, and pungent, and he almost didn't spit it out.

Tsk, this is Ben Shuai's most successful masterpiece in the past 18 years.

I named it a smothering cow.

By the way, such a masterpiece is not perfect without Ben Shuai's dragon pulp and jade liquid.

Demon girl, Ben Shuai's saliva is not often eaten, so I will reward you.

Chen Bufan smiled crookedly, immediately held his breath and coughed, pinched his nose with one hand, opened the packing bag with the other, puffed out his cheeks and put his mouth into the bag.

"Ho...... tu........”

As a result, before Tui came out, I saw a figure flash, and the slender jade hand covered Chen Bufan's open mouth with the packing bag.

Smack-

Grunt.

The mouth was covered to death, and a mouthful of suffocated cow swallowed directly.

Chen Bufan didn't even have time to choke his neck, and a smell of hot and bloody mustard instantly bloomed among his taste buds.

The sour and exciting ones are a hundred times more uncomfortable than crooked nuts eating spicy hot and drenched with chili sauce and drenched in feces and urine.

Ahh

At this moment, Chen Bufan just wanted to let out a scream of fire.

However, the mouth and nose were stitched tightly, let alone speak, and even a trace of breath could not leak out.

"Shh

Long Ling covered Chen Bufan, made a silent gesture, and lowered his voice:

"Don't make a sound, you're being followed."

Hearing Long Ling's voice, Chen Bufan shed two lines of hot tears, not only his mouth, but his whole face was swollen.

It turned out that he was the cow that was suffocated to death.