Qin Kun and his entourage had a big meal at a hotel near the school in the afternoon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Xue drooled, trying her best to encourage her brother to come here, because there was the pineapple flying cake she wanted to eat the most.

Derived from Indian loaf, the chef rolls out the dough into thin slices and turns it around his hand like a handkerchief in a performative way.

Qin Kun saw it for the first time, and he thought it was quite amazing.

The flying cakes are very crispy, the food is very fragrant, Yuan Xinghan called a few friends from the art academy, obviously to take care of Prince Mi and Qin Xue.

The few who came were all school leaders of the same age, and their positions were not high, but they were all young backbones, and seeing that Prince Mi and Qin Xue were familiar with Yuan Xinghan, they naturally treated them like their little brothers and sisters.

Halfway through eating, Qin Kun felt that something was wrong in his mouth, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the chef who made flying cakes had sneakily gone to the back kitchen, so he excused himself to go to the bathroom and left.

"Xinghan, who is this brother? I remember that you were so focused on painting that you didn't pay much attention to human contacts. ”

A 30-year-old college director asked, his face flushed.

Yuan Xinghan is not good at drinking and table communication, so he said: "Well, a very powerful person. I have a request for him. ”

"And where do you want to ask for help? Hehe, you surprised me. ”

When the director saw Yuan Xinghan's distraction, he couldn't figure out Qin Kun's identity.

……

In the back kitchen of the hotel, at the door of the utility room, Qin Kun took a toothpick in his mouth and leaned against the door frame.

A waitress was lying inside, her legs were high, and the fat cook, with her pants down to her knees, was pressed between the waitress's legs, exercising hard.

This utility room is just one of the kitchens in the hotel, the door is open, but people coming and going outside will only see the ingredients and sundries piled inside, and there is no trace of people.

Mirage!

"Ah Qin, I want to kill you!"

The fat chef's voice was almost low, and the waitress also made a comfortable sound that was out of the world.

After a while, the battle came to an end, and the two were sweating profusely.

Suddenly, the waitress patted the fat chef on the shoulder and pointed to the door in horror.

The two of them saw that there was a person standing at the door, and looked at them with interest.

"Who are you?!!"

The fat chef asked loudly with cold sweat running down his forehead.

Smack-

Qin Kun gave him a slap in the face.

The fat chef covered his face in surprise and trembled, "You actually ...... Can you hit me? ”

Qin Kun's face darkened: "You made the flying cakes on table 8?" ”

"Huh?" The fat chef's voice was a little sluggish, and Qin Kun slapped him with a backhand.

"Ahhh Be a ghost, be your ghost! Next time I make pineapple cakes, knead the yellow paper into the noodles, Lao Tzu XX, you eighteen generations XX! ”

Qin Kun spit out, and a piece of yellow paper was stained with saliva and stuck to the fat chef's head, extremely disgusting.

Qin Kun's face was dark: Damn, why did I encounter such a thing! This kind of small probability event can hit me on the head, why are you me!

When he just ate the flying cake, Qin Kun felt that something was wrong in his mouth, and when he reacted, he knew that he had eaten a 'delicious' that did not belong to the ingredients - a piece of yellow paper that was not burned when he was paying tribute to the dead, and this was the later scene.

In Qin Kun's hand, the ash altar appeared, and the breath on the ash altar made the male chef and waitress tremble, this breath made people palpitate, like a huge whirlpool, and the soul would be sucked into it if it was close.

The fat chef immediately knelt down, not daring to wipe the saliva off his forehead, hugged the waitress, and cried loudly: "Master! Please let us go, we used to work in the XX Hotel, and we were burned to death by fire, and after we died, we found that we were still floating in the sun, and we couldn't go down to the yin. I saw that Ah Qin was hungry and couldn't help it, so I came out and found a job again...... We're not harming anyone...... I've heard the rules of the underworld, I only come to work at night in this hotel, and I am very quiet during the day, and I won't go out randomly......"

The fat cook and waitress cried pathetically.

Qin Kun could see that the waitress was a wild ghost, unable to condense her body in the yang, and could only hide in the dark place of the utility room, while the fat chef was more powerful, she was a high-level ghost, she could condense her body, and she could actually find a job in the yang!

"Nonsense, if you hurt someone, Lao Tzu would have killed you a long time ago!" Qin Kun planned to accept the two ghosts, and finally thought about it and took back the urn, "In the future, when I make flying cakes, I will mix in yellow paper, don't blame me for beating you!" ”

The two ghosts really don't have any smell on them, they belong to self-reliant ghosts after death, this is the first time Qin Kun has seen them. I don't know how they survived.

"Thank you, Master! The great grace of the Guru, we are unforgettable! The fat chef hurriedly kowtowed, and the female ghost waitress also kowtowed with him, not daring to speak.

Qin Kun glanced at the two ghosts on the ground, snorted coldly, patted his ass and left.

Today, Qin Kun is the first time to see a powerful ghost who can be a chef in the Yangjian Hotel, this Nima is simply ridiculous!

Qin Kun returned to the dinner table, and the group ate, drank and chatted for a while, and then the dinner ended.

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In the evening, Prince Mi and Qin Xue were sent back to school, and Qin Kun and Yuan Xinghan rested in the car.

"Director Qin, did you say that the teacher would really have an accident at night?"

Yuan Xinghan lit a cigarette with a somewhat melancholy expression. It seems that she is looking forward to being needed by Jiang Lan, and she is a little worried that the teacher will have an accident.

The car is parked in the middle of the annex area and the demolition area, and you can arrive immediately if something happens.

Qin Kun leaned on the passenger seat: "Eighty percent will." Brother Yuan, you are also more than 30 people, what are you worried about this little thing? Didn't your teacher go to the hospital for a check-up, and he was in good physical condition. So after the female ghost on the dresser tonight was taken in by me, your teacher promised to start living tomorrow. ”

Qin Kun grinned: "When the time comes, Lan Lan, the little lover, will be happy, and you, an older youth, will have saved more than 30 years of savings, and you will be released." ”

Yuan Xinghan couldn't cry or laugh, he was a maverick, and he usually didn't see less meat jokes, but compared to Qin Kun's opening is a high-level yellow cavity, it really can't be compared. Are hooligans so cultured now?

At 9 o'clock in the evening, before entering the second half of the night that Qin Kun said, Yuan Xinghan was leaning on the driver's seat and napping, when suddenly the phone rang.

"Brother Yuan! Something happened to my dad, where are you? ”

It's Jiang Lan!

……

In the Jiang family's house, the old lady looked at her wife in surprise: "Old man, what's wrong with you!" ”

Jiang Boxiu clutched his chest, unable to speak.

In the westernmost room in the backyard just now, Jiang Lan let out a scream, Zhang Ke was not allowed to break in, and Jiang Boxiu in the study got up and wanted to break into the west room.

But as soon as he got up, a huge feeling of dizziness swept over, as if something in his body had been pulled out, and Jiang Boxiu suddenly fell on the bed, unable to breathe.

"Lan Lan! Xiao Zhang! Where are you? ”

The old lady panicked, and suddenly, the figure of a man ran out of the Westinghouse in a daze.

Zhang Ke's two sleeves were scratched, and the blood marks on his body were shocking. completely lost the previous composure and elegance: "Auntie, there are ghosts in this house!! ”

The old lady's hands trembled and shouted, "What nonsense! ”

"Auntie, what I said is true!" Zhang Ke's emotions have gotten out of control.

"Xiao Zhang, go and see your uncle!"

Zhang Ke's heart was cold, the reason why he was able to run out of this room was because he saw that ghost arresting Uncle Jiang!

Zhang Ke opened Jiang Boxiu's eyelids: "Auntie, Uncle he may not be saved!" This is sudden death, there is no help! I need to get out of here! ”

"Zhang Ke! How can you leave? The old lady was taken aback, "You are a specially invited personal doctor!" ”

Zhang Ke's expression suddenly changed. "I'm leaving!"

The old lady was pushed to the ground.

Flutter -

In the west room, another shadow was pushed out, Jiang Lan was now, naked, wearing a belly pocket for some reason, her face was pale, almost bloodless fell to the ground, her arms were slammed, oozing blood.

"Lan Lan!"

The old lady hurriedly helped Jiang Lan up, took off her cotton clothes and put them on her, "What the hell is going on?" ”

What is happening now is beyond the old lady's cognition.

Jiang Lan's eyes were red, and she didn't care about talking, so she picked up the portable phone in the study and dialed a number: "Mom, where is the talisman paper that Qin Kun gave before leaving?" ”

"I—I'm in the trash!"

Jiang Lan took the phone, regardless of the exposure to the cold, and ran to the trash can.

(To be continued)

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