Because Gu Yu's ability is very tricky, and it is very difficult to subdue him, every time he comes out, he will have to make a big fuss and injure many guests, which will cause the kitchen to be criticized twice for three days.

But when Hui Yu came out and saved Su Que again, no one was present in the house - the people in the back kitchen saw that the situation was not good, and they had already shrunk into the house.

When they came in again, they saw Gu Yu who was unconscious and Su Que who was covered in blood.

So they followed common sense, thinking that Su Que had stunned Gu Yu, protected the guests, and stopped the loss in time.

The person in charge patted Su Que's shoulder and praised it violently, and the spit Xingzi sprayed on Su Que's face, making her shoulder hurt.

After saying enough, he enthusiastically took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and wrote her a letter of praise from the reception department to which the kitchen belonged, telling her to give the letter to the minister of the miscellaneous department, so that she could receive some preferential treatment and do less work in the future.

Su Que nodded absentmindedly, and then cast his gaze to the back kitchen again and again.

Seeing what they called the monster, he vaguely thought of something.

The person in charge swept her gaze, thinking that she was busy going back to the miscellaneous department to explain the completion of the task, so he also gave her the letter of praise and waved her away.

Su Que said goodbye to the person in charge, and walked to the back kitchen through the crowd of people from all walks of life surrounded by the inner and outer three floors.

Behind her, the commissioner of the hospitality department was busy calming the guests; The maintenance department replaced the bloodstained wallpaper and reordered the tables and chairs; The guards gathered around a group, busy disposing of the corpses, and then pulled up the cordon to temporarily close the scene, and there was a lot of noise and noise for a while.

Most of the people crowded the scene, but the narrow back kitchen was also crowded with people, and the greasy smell of the food mixed with the smell of sweat made the air stuffy and unpleasant.

The people from the guard department who kept coming in dragged the shelves to transport the corpses out, and the crowd pushed, pushed, pointed, and put their eyes on the front hall, and no one noticed Su Que in the crowd for a while.

She took a deep breath, glanced around cautiously, and when she was sure she was unobtrusive, she slipped through the gap in the crowd to a cauldron on the stovetop, white steam scrambling out of the lid and slowly escaping into the air.

It looks like just normal cooking, nothing out of the ordinary.

Su Que thought for a while, and slowly leaned against the smoked black and oil-like wall next to the stove, she quietly stretched out her hand to the cauldron, and blocked her movements with her body, trying not to leave a trace.

"Zila-"

The cauldron was opened by Su Que, and the water vapor bubbled out violently in a cloud.

The noisy discussion overpowered the voice, but there were still a few people nearby who looked at Su Que curiously.

Su Que's face did not move, and he calmly picked up the large soup spoon nearby and began to stir, just like the staff in the back kitchen.

The people in the back kitchen don't have uniform uniforms, and some of them are more casual than Su Que, as long as they put on a chef's posture next to the stove, it is easy to get by.

The people just glanced at her, and when they saw that it was a serious staff member stir-frying, they looked away and continued to look at the center of the lively incident.

Su Que breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes stared at the things in the pot, but his heart was trembling, and he almost couldn't hold the spoon because of the latent innate fear.

There was nothing else boiling in the pot - it was just pale human hands.

Even because of the addition of seasonings, the aroma has been exuded.

Su Que tried his best to calmly cover the pot back, and did not forget to calmly hang the spoon back in its place.

She kind of understood what the kitchen was about.

The crowd was still bustling, the air was heavy on her, and the filthy kitchen seemed to her more like a man-eating hole.

Su Que slipped away from the crack silently and opened the oil-stained door.

It was still the same dark room, where for some unknown reason no one was standing, and it was extremely quiet all around, except for the noise of a wall.

The ceiling here is low, and Su Que can almost reach the light bulb on tiptoe.

A cluster of electric sparks condensed from her palm, and the jumping arc flashed in the darkness, and then Su Que grabbed the dim light bulb violently, and when the strong voltage was added, the bulb suddenly lit up with bright light, almost illuminating the entire house thoroughly.

Because she was afraid of burning out the electric lights, Su Que didn't dare to turn on more electricity, but just this moment was enough for her to see the true face of this house.

I saw that the rows of cages were full of locked people, their pale features and empty eyes shining gray in the light.

Some of them were bleeding from their arms, their white bones were exposed in scarlet flesh, their feet were in chains, and some of them were long gone, huddled in a corner of the cage, with a mixture of yellow, yellow and white food in the basin.

A foul stench filled the air, turning heavy and cold.

Su Que broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, and a chill rushed up his spine - looking at the big room, only Gu Yu was still with his legs and feet intact.

But at this time, he was also drenched in blood, lying in a cage, waiting for his ability to resurrect him.

The light dimmed, and everything in the room was shrouded in darkness again, and the sound of chains rubbing the ground sounded next to it, as if someone was struggling to look at Su Que in the cage.

Su Que raised her roots-like feet and ran out violently, she understood everything this time.

……

The sun outside is still very bright, and the warm sunlight seems to be able to dispel the panic just now, but it also reminds her all the time that this is in a dream world.

Only spirits enter the dream world, and if those people die here, they will become vegetative in reality.

The air outside the back kitchen was very fresh, there was a refreshing aroma of herbs, and the scattered paths were still full of hurried staff, Su Que didn't know what they said to that Granny Dai to do their work so conscientiously.

There was a boy pushing a cart of soap-like things that seemed to be a novice, his thin body was buried in a large pile of soap, because he was too short to control the cart, which caused it to rampage on the path, the wheel turned around, but on the eve of losing control, a fierce man hit the body of Su Que in a trance.

Suddenly, the stack of soap as high as a hill flew out like arrows, scattered all over the ground, and Su Que and the boy were also hit to the ground fiercely, scattering soap.

Su Que was knocked back to his senses by this accident, turned over and sat up, and the boy quickly picked up the glasses that had been knocked off, blushed, and apologized with shame on his face:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, senior, I didn't mean to, please forgive me, please forgive me."

Su Que calmed the uneasy boy, and then raised his head and glanced at the soap all over the ground:

"You're going to deliver soap?"

The boy nodded lowly:

"Yes, because there is a shortage of soap in the bathing hall, I have to transport a few truckloads, and I was supposed to call a few seniors from the miscellaneous service department to join me, but no one wants to take on such a boring job, so I am the only one who goes."

The voice grew quieter and quieter, and by the time it was almost silent.

He didn't know if it was good to tell his seniors like this, he was afraid that Su Que was thinking that he was complaining about his work.

Su Que didn't feel anything, she now felt that she should do something else to divert her attention, so she continued:

"It's okay, it just so happens that I'm from the Miscellaneous Servant Department, I'll help you."

The boy nodded happily, hesitated when he saw Su Que's clothes, and said after a long pause:

"Do you want to change your clothes? This dress...... No...... Great, I can handle it here, and when the seniors come here to look for me, I can clean it up. ”

Su Que looked at his clothes and found that most of the blood had been soaked, and the scarlet was particularly eye-catching—it was indeed not good.

She nodded, agreed with the boy, and walked in the direction of the Miscellaneous Division.

If she remembered correctly, the Miscellaneous Servants Department had a uniform white uniform.