Mao Xiaojun sat opposite Liang Yuan, and after listening to Liang Yuan's words, the whole person had a feeling that he was on the verge of collapse.

The chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, and after Liang Yuan glanced at it, he bowed down, picked up the chopsticks that fell on the ground, took out a tissue and wiped it, and handed it back to Mao Xiaojun.

"Eat and eat, what are you doing so nervous?"

Seeing that Mao Xiaojun didn't take the chopsticks, he looked at Liang Yuan and muttered, "The ghost wants to eat pig's trotters, where did you hear about such a ridiculous thing?" ”

Liang Yuan ignored him, threw the chopsticks on the table, lowered his head and ate the pig's trotters again.

Mao Xiaojun's body leaned back obviously.

The bat hovering overhead let out a "whoosh" again.

Mao Xiaojun got up suddenly, pulled his legs and ran out, but just after running down the street, the whole person seemed to be electrocuted, standing still motionless.

Seeing this, Liang Yuan and I also hurriedly followed.

I saw my whole body standing on the ground like a bamboo pole.

The two eyes looked straight ahead, Liang Yuan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of "my" eyes several times, but "I" didn't have any reaction.

That's when I noticed something arching out of me.

The thing seemed reluctant, but there was a huge force inside its body that was constantly pushing him out.

Finally, Mao Xiaojun stumbled and jumped out of my body.

He fell to the ground, watching in horror what was happening in front of him, and then he saw me standing on the side.

Mao Xiaojun stood up quickly, he seemed to want to return to my body, but as soon as he got closer, a huge momentum slapped on his body again.

This time, the distance from which Mao Xiaojun was shaken out was five or six meters away.

He fell to the ground, looked at me, looked at my body again, and his expression changed from horror to coldness.

When he got up again, he no longer leaned over from my body, but came directly to me and stared at me fiercely: "Tang Xiaofan, how can you run out of that place?" ”

"Mao Xiaojun, you have occupied my body, and I still ......"

As he was talking, Mao Xiaojun stretched out his hand and grabbed my neck.

His hands were so strong that his two eyes, which had not looked so big, were now as big as brass bells, and he suppressed his voice, and roared in my ears like a beast:

"Impossible, I couldn't get out of it for five years, why did you come out all of a sudden?"

I tried to break free of him, but I couldn't do it at all.

As for Liang Yuan, he couldn't see what was happening to me at all, and he still kept stretching out his hand in front of my eyes, calling "Tang Xiaofan" a few times left and right, but he didn't get a response from me.

Mao Xiaojun became more and more vicious.

A question suddenly came to my mind, I am not a complete person now, Mao Xiaojun can't get close to my body, what he is pinching now is my soul.

If my soul dies, do you think that I am really dead?

I'm dead, is my body still there?

Will it corrupt with the death of the soul, or will it become a ...... A vegetative person like my dad?

My mind was spinning rapidly, and at that moment, a black dot on the top of my head "swished" and pounced in this direction. It was too late, and the cave bat that had just flown into the chicken offal noodles had already pressed its entire body on Mao Xiaojun's head at this moment.

Mao Xiaojun shouted, and then he let go of his hand.

I took a few steps back and saw the bat, pressed against his face, like a plaster of dog skin, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Mao Xiaojun's hand stretched out to the surroundings, as if grasping something and shaking his head.

But there was nothing around him.

I just watched him run more and more in fear until he disappeared at the end of the street.

Looking back, I found that my body had been brought back to the noodle shop by Liang Yuan, and he put me on the chair that Mao Xiaojun had sat on just now, and in front of me, there was still a bowl of snow pea soup with only a piece of pig's trotters.

"Tang Xiaofan, are you okay?"

Liang Yuan shook my arm.

Seeing that he didn't get any response, he was slightly disappointed.

I also walked over and reached out and touched my body lightly, and at that moment, I felt a huge suction force rushing from my body to me.

I, all at once, was sucked in.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that Liang Yuan in front of me was still looking at me.

His hand was still dangling in front of my eyes.

I stretched out my hand and pressed his hand at once: "Okay, I'm back, don't move." ”

"Tang Xiaofan, is it really you?"

Liang Yuan stared at me, he didn't seem to fully believe my words, rolled his eyes and said, "Tang Xiaofan, these seven-tendon pig's trotters seem to be really effective, and they got that ghost away in one fell swoop!" ”

I snorted and sneered twice:

"It's just that ghost can be fooled by you, what seven tendons, that's almost the same for milk!"

Hearing my words, Liang Yuan was relieved all of a sudden.

The pig's trotters with seven tendons are originally a misreading.

Even if there is, it should be a sudden mutation or deformity of pigs will have this situation, to say that confinement is used for milk, it is nonsense.

Took a sip of snow bean trotter soup.

The rich flavor soaked into my mouth entirely.

The dendrobium inside has been completely stewed to the point that the slag is invisible.

Mao Xiaojun may not understand why he was suddenly pushed out of my body, and now, he should have been taken to the Styx by that bat.

That's all his business, not mine.

The spicy pork ribs and shrimp next to it are still steaming.

Emerald green coriander and sesame seeds are dotted on top of the red-colored dishes, which look very appetizing.

I took a bite and it tasted very good.

I nodded, tasted it, and then asked Liang Yuan: "Where did you learn this craft, it tastes pretty good." ”

"Do you like it?"

"Hmm."

Liang Yuan also ate a shrimp: "Last time there was a friend of yours in the store, named Peng Yong, do you remember?" ”

"Peng Yong?"

"Yes."

Peng Yong, of course I remember, she is the son of Su Xiaoyu's friend Zhou Hui.

This person works in a hotel in Qingshen County and is a chef. The last time I heard about it, I wanted to recruit him to work with me, but he refused.

Liang Yuan told me that after I left, Peng Yong came to look for me once.

At that time, it was Liang Yuan who received him.

The two had a good chat at the time, and Peng Yong personally cooked a few dishes, one of which was this dry pot pork rib shrimp. As soon as Liang Yuan ate it at that time, he was amazed.

So, he learned this dish from the other party.

I asked Liang Yuan, "Peng Yong, what did he come to me for?" ”

"He wants to ask you, do you still need a cook, I guess you want to come to work."