235. Ghost dinner
"Hello, do you want it?" Then he kindly raised the glass to me, as if to invite me to drink the cup of blood in his hand.
I felt his jaw drop to the ground as he spoke.
The smile on his face made my whole heart sour. All the thoughts of hunger were thrown out of the Nine Clouds Palace.
I'm not a vampire, so I don't need to drink blood.
I was so scared that I wanted to run away.
Oh my God, how did I come across this again!
This train is so weird, especially the car in front of me. I even wondered if there would be all ghosts in this carriage.
I was also taken aback by the thought of myself, but I still bit my lower lip and mustered up the courage to look around, all out of curiosity, I just wanted to find out the truth.
I didn't turn my head and look at it, but now I saw it, because these people eating in this carriage in front of me were no, ghosts, and they were ghosts worthy of the name.
At first glance, they were no different from normal people, but when I looked at it the second time, I felt that my soul was about to be lost.
Either they lack ears or legs, or their eyes are not bumpy.
The faces were all elongated, and some flies flew around in front of their eyes, and then they stuck out their tongues and swallowed the fly into their stomachs, and gnawed on the corpse of the fly with great interest.
It's the first time I've ever seen a fly eat with such relish.
At this time, I had only one thought in my mind, and that was that this place should not be stayed for long.
I just wanted to walk when I raised my feet, but who knew that halfway through, I was pulled by a person who didn't know something. I just can't walk.
So I turned my head slowly, only to see a white bone holding my foot. Then, looking up at the white bones, it was an old dress, and the white bones inside the clothes were faint, and I had the feeling that I saw the white bone spirit.
"Miss, don't go, let's sit down and eat." The terrifying appearance just now turned into a kind old man after he turned his head.
He now looks like a kind old man. I kind of understand now that ghosts really can't be disguised.
"Don't be so polite." Why is he so enthusiastic about me, I don't dare to look back at him now, my whole body is trembling, and even speaking has become trembling.
I don't know where the white bones that grabbed my feet came from the old lady in front of me. All I knew was that the way he looked at me now meant that either I would either stand all the time with the white bones under my feet or sit down and have dinner with him.
I really don't want to choose either, but if I had to choose one or the other, I'd rather choose the latter.
With a bitter gourd face, I bowed my head and sat down in the seat in front of the ghost old lady.
What kind of train did I get on? How could such a thing happen!
"I beg you to have a lot of big ghosts, let me go, children are not sensible, you blame me for just passing by, I don't know anything, I really have no intention of disturbing you to eat, oh no, eat mud." As soon as I sat down, I crackled and said a lot as if I was chanting a sutra.
But he just stared at me blankly, why did I just cocoon myself? I knew it and stayed where I was. I came out in the middle of the night to find something to eat, why did I have such a thing now!
I watched pitifully as the old lady drank the blood from the cup with relish, and shook it from time to time, as if he were tasting red wine.
People are sleeping in the open air, what about me? It's just waiting for a stroke with terror.
Where did that Qi Tianyang go again? He's not human, why can he sleep for so long! Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that I wasn't with him anymore.
Qi Tianyang, hurry up and save me! I could only cry out in my heart.
I felt like I was under house arrest in this carriage. They didn't have to do anything, and just having a bite to eat there would scare me half to death.
My whole heart was trembling.
"Don't be afraid, little girl." He spoke in a very slow tone, but his attitude seemed very friendly, but this made him even more afraid!
I had to move my body backwards, but I accidentally bumped into the ghost sitting behind my chair.
Knowing that the ghost behind me was alarmed by me, I panicked again.
I quickly closed my eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Then the whole body tensed up in a high degree of concentration.
Really, what do you call me now? I can't really have dinner with the ghosts here, no matter how strong my heart is, I can't do it.
Although the image of an amiable old lady in front of me is now, the appearance of his ghost just now has been ingrained in my mind.
I can't pretend I didn't see anything.
I could only look out the window with a depressed face, and it was better to look at the darkness outside the window than to look at the sudden horror in front of me.
"What's the matter, don't you like to eat?" The old lady was eating mud again, and he looked up and asked when he saw that I didn't move the plate in front of me.
It really seemed like a simple greeting.
I felt as if I had come to his house, otherwise how could he be so warm to me?
I looked at the plate in front of me, the sticky mud felt like mud to me, how could I have thought it was a steak?
Now when I look at the so-called "food" in front of me, I only have a nauseous urge to vomit. Can I say I want to throw up? Looking at these things, how could I be hungry.
If I had eaten what had been in front of me, I would have really gone from being a human being to a ghost.
Why did the old man in front of me stare at me, and I didn't do anything to offend him, but I just asked him what he was eating, as for inviting me to eat such things?
I really shouldn't have said that.
But what should I do now? I don't want to die yet.
Why didn't Qi Tianyang come to save me? I'm dying of confusion here. I knew that this train was so weird, so I wouldn't take any train, and walking back on foot is better than staying here now.
I could only barely squeeze a smile out of the old lady's face.
But I want to be an ant now, so they can't see me, and I always find it awkward.
"Why don't you eat it? It's not appetizing! "The ghost old lady asked me carefully, and it really felt like he was my grandfather.
I had no choice but to nod desperately. Hopefully, once he knows what I'm thinking, he won't force me to eat any more of them. He invisibly put a lot of pressure on me.
"Okay then." Listening to the tone of the old lady, he seemed to have compromised, did I succeed in getting rid of him? He really didn't force me to eat the ghost's mud anymore, and thank goodness he was really.
This train is so weird, how do you want to scare people to death when you make a dinner like this?
Then I can go now, since I can politely refuse his so-called dinner.
I made a gesture to him that I would go first.
"Please wait a minute." He continued to talk to me politely. It seems that I don't want to let you go. How dare I disobey the will of the devil?
What did he want to do? I saw that he turned into a terrifying appearance again, and the white branches on his head popped up again, and after a long turn.
There was a waiter pushing it, and a cart came over.
It turns out that he is making some kind of code, those ghost words are really strange.
But what did he mean by that spinning his head just now?
On the train, there are waiters to serve ghosts? I looked up at the waiter, and it turned out that his face was nothing, clean and empty, and his eyes, nose and mouth could be said to have completely disappeared.
Does he still have sight, taste, and all that?
Ghosts are really weird, so you can live.
I was just shocked.
Then the old lady took out a plate from that cart with a top lid on it. It was placed in front of me, as if it wanted to treat me to a big meal.
"What's in there?" I can only ask cautiously, and I don't even dare to open this top cover. Who knows what strange things will come out of it that will scare me half to death at any moment. Although I'm scared now, I don't want to.
It's not going to be anything more disgusting than mud. I don't dare to think about it anymore.
Looking at the expression of the ghost old lady, there was still a hint of impatience on his face, it seemed that this was a good thing, a good thing for ghosts, but a miserable thing for me!
"Hurry up and open it and take a look." That old ghost is already urging me. I could only look like I was at home, clutching the top cover.
His eyes seemed to be watching me all the time, and it was rare that he had switched back to that kind appearance just now, and he didn't want to look at him again in that terrifying and unrecognizable horror.
So I obediently followed his instructions, and slowly removed the top cover, and I closed my eyes at first, although my eyes only opened a slit, and I saw that the top of the plate was a nose, mouth, and eyes......
Could this be the facial features of the waiter just now? And the mouth seems to be still pursing its lips, and its eyes are still blinking...... I was so frightened that I bounced back, feeling like my brain was going to be messy again.
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