"Like this?" The old lady continued to ask for my opinion. It seems that I don't like the feeling of swearing to give up.

He probably didn't want me to eat these eyes and noses in front of me, his taste is too unique, even if the ghost eats mud, he also eats the facial features.

And it also eats the facial features of its own kind. Who can do such a thing?

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old lady actually thought that I was acquiescing, and then said to me, "Since you like it, then don't be polite." "He said it as if this was the best in their ghost world, and I didn't want this kind of thing!

I think I'm going to have a nightmare tonight, no, it's my nightmare now.

His eyes were urging me to eat, and oh my God, I was too frightened by his staring eyes to move, and my hands trembled as I picked up the knife and fork next to me.

How can I eat like this? I was scared to death just by being scared.

And the eyes on the plate were still slipping around, and the ears were still moving, as if they were listening to me. The mouth is even more impatient, and the nose seems to be breathing, just moving around anyway.

In short, they feel like they have a sense of life.

I have to admire, those things are out of the body, I don't know where the parasitism is, and there is still such a vigorous vitality.

"Hurry up." The ghost old lady continued to urge me again, as if I would become a sinner for the ages if I didn't do anything else.

Oh my God, I don't have tears when I want to cry.

That's how I touched this soft mouth with a knife and fork, who knew that after the mouth on the plate pursed its lips, it really began to speak, "Hello Miss, you are welcome to eat me." ”

Oh my God, this mouth is still talking, how can I eat? After I ate it, I must have no idea where a mouth would suddenly grow. I'm going to be a freak, and I'm not going to be an other!

"Miss, if you don't come to eat me, then I'll come by myself." As he spoke, the mouth took off, stopping in mid-air, right in front of my mouth, and it probably didn't want to fly directly into my mouth.

I was so frightened that I immediately covered my mouth with my hand, but I accidentally touched the plate in front of me and knocked it over, and then those eyes, mouth, and nose fell all over the ground.

"What a waste." The old man looked at the ground with that somewhat pitiful gaze and said. He seemed to have a very distressed feeling.

What did I just do? Didn't I just accidentally knock over a plate? Why is it that now everything on the earth has become eyes, mouths, noses, ears, and so on?

What the hell is this! Densely, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, I see so many mouths and noses and stuff like that, I'm going to die.

Oh my God, is this all my masterpiece? Why do you have so many eyes and ears at once?

What kind of train is this? I felt as if I had bumped into the weirdness of the weird.

I don't know what to do next. Continue to sweep the old lady's body with the corner of his eye, he shouldn't be angry, angry I got rid of the corners of his mouth and eyes that he prepared for me.

He shouldn't want to kill people, so he just ate me. Don't be angry, I prayed bitterly in my heart.

"Little girl......" he cried out to me in a mournful tone.

I thought he wanted me to make it on his plate, so I cried out incoherently in fear, "Don't eat me...... I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to knock over your ......" nose, ears and ears are so hard to say.

"Why is this little girl so timid?" The ghost old lady looked at me with some depression.

I'm even more unbalanced here, how can I not be timid? You're a ghost, I'm a human, how could I not be cowardly? People who are not ghosts will never be able to experience the fear of being a person and seeing a ghost, they must have been a ghost for a long time, so they don't know how people will feel when they see a ghost.

God, come and save me!

"It's okay, I can prepare something else." The old man, after looking at the ground and regretting it for a while, became frowning and laughing again in a blink of an eye.

Damn, he's too optimistic, isn't he angry? But what did he say, and he's going to help me prepare something else, my God, is he going to help me prepare something more terrifying than my eyes, mouth, and features?

I felt like I had reached the limit of my ability to see horrible things, and if I had something more exciting, my heart would not be able to stand it.

"I still don't want that." I still refused him, lowered my head and didn't dare to look into his eyes, for fear that he would wait for a while, and his head would spin again, and the appearance of that head would change again, and scare me so much that I didn't want it, which would be bad.

I've been through a lot of things related to ghosts, but this is the first time I've made myself so calm.

I really don't understand, I feel as if he treats me as a guest, and the other thing is that he must be treating me like a ghost.

"Forget it, you still don't have anything to eat for me." Because what you eat really scared me out of the sweat, "I don't have an appetite now, you better keep it for yourself." ”

In fact, I was so frightened that my legs were weak, how could I still be in the mood to eat.

"It turns out that you don't dare to be interested in the food just now, but don't worry, there will always be something you like." The ghost old lady was still smiling.

There will always be such an inexplicable illusion, how can I always think that this ghost master is a very kind old man.

However, why do I feel that these two ordinary words of eating pop out of his mouth, and I feel so twisted? Also, what does it mean that there will always be something I like? How many other strange things are there?

This time, the ghost old lady stretched out her hand to the sky. Then the faceless waiter pushed another cart over. Is this the gesture of the ghost calling the waiter? It's a lot of tricks, but as long as he doesn't turn into that horrible look, I'm thankful.

Only then did I realize that the eyes, mouth, and nose on the ground were all gone.

Damn, this ghost's dinner is really weird, why is it still dense on the ground for a while, and it becomes all gone in the blink of an eye.

I knew I wouldn't have taken the train at 12 o'clock, and 12 o'clock is really an unlucky name!

I've only been hungry for a while now, and it's so tiring to encounter so many new and strange things.

I suddenly remembered now that Qi Tianyang asked me those strange questions now, no wonder he repeatedly asked me almost several times when he was about to get on the train if I really wanted to get on the train.

At the time, I thought he was making trouble, and I thought he was doing something, but now it seems that he should have noticed that something was wrong on this train, so why did he let me get on the train? Anyway, this carriage is full of ghosts.

I think I'm going to be forced into a ghost by them, but I don't want to die yet.

"I see, you wait a minute." The old lady suddenly said such a sentence, and there was a feeling of sudden realization.

Got it? What did he know, did he know that I was human? And then are you going to kill me? Steamed or braised?

My life has become so cheap, and it is actually a meal on the plate of a ghost.

Is there an end to this train? I wish the train stopped right now.

The waiter brought it to me and put it in front of me, but bread and milk. A faint scent of milk and the hint of matcha of bread wafted in.

It was as if a first-class fragrance was spreading in my nose. Why the hell's food smells so good all of a sudden now? If it was a trick to get the eye out for it, I'm now starting to wonder if it's a trick.

Because it's really fragrant, it's like it's freshly baked.

"Miss, what's your name?"

"My name is Fang Youyou." I blurted it out without thinking. I regret saying it, why should I tell the ghost my name, now I don't say it, I can only comfort myself helplessly, isn't it just a name, and there is nothing to scruple about.

"Miss Yoyo, you can dine now." The ghost old lady said this to me politely.

I nodded with a far-fetched smile. I know I must be laughing worse than crying right now.

"This is your human food, it won't scare you anymore, it really scared you just now, I'm really sorry." He actually apologized to me solemnly.

Wait a minute, what was he talking about? You human food, he knows I'm human, right? Did he really think of me as a ghost just now?

Is this the food he is going to give me? Bread and milk are unique foods to human beings, do they also eat these?

"You...... I ......, "I've been stumbling for a long time, but I can't say a word, and God knows I'm so scared that I'm shivering all the time."

"You don't have to be afraid, we have no malicious intentions, it's just that we haven't had guests on the train for a long time, we just want to entertain you well." The ghost old lady seemed to see my mood now, so she continued to speak politely, and the smile seemed to be really innocent.

Guest? They actually treated me as a guest, it turns out that ghosts are so hospitable! Shouldn't I feel honored to be a guest of the ghosts? Why do I think it's a great misfortune for me?

But who wants to come back on this ghost train? Who wants to be entertained by ghosts!

Does that mean that these things are edible for people? I took a closer look at the milk bread in front of me, and when I looked closely, it seemed that there was really nothing wrong, but it was only the surface.

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