The treat went to a small shop near the school called Yashe, which was small but exquisite.

In terms of decoration, it can be seen that the owner is very attentive, and every layout is full of heart.

Of course, the price of the meals seems to be exquisite, worthy of the upscale décor of the store.

Someone had a treat, but Su Chu didn't say anything polite to him, and directly picked the exquisite, good-looking, and expensive points on the menu.

One table, although not particularly extravagant, has also made thousands of dollars.

After ordering the food and waiting for it to be served, Ji Xue looked at Su Chu frequently with a bitter little face.

Su Chu, who had noticed, turned his head to look at her and asked with his eyes.

"Grandpa, it's good to have a fool to treat you, but how am I going to eat?"

Su Chu thought about it, if he directly put the food on the plate and inserted a few sticks of incense, would he be scared to death, not to mention it, he estimated that the store could invite them out directly.

So in this case, the sense of ritual or something can also be put first.

"When the food comes up, you just put it on the plate and smell it, if this fool is curious, you can say that you lost weight."

"Oh," Ji Xue nodded, thinking that losing weight was a good excuse.

And then...

Weight loss?

Ji Xue, who suddenly realized something, lowered her head and looked at her body, raised her head, and then looked at Su Chu with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

He also said that he didn't think I was fat, hum, bad old man!

......

When Su Chu was eating out, on the other side, Monk Yang and Lao Dao had been released with the approval of Dean Liu after undergoing a scientific, formal, and rigorous spiritual evaluation.

After sending away the old Taoist and foreign monks, Dean Liu gave himself a few days off.

She's going back to her hometown to see someone.

There was no need to escape from prison, and the foreign monk who was released after going through the regular procedures was very happy, and he was so happy that he forgot that his notebook was still in the police and did not get it back.

Lao Dao was also very happy, happy that he hadn't started to fool around, and there was a little fan brother by his side.

This little fan brother doesn't know what he has made up in his brain, but he admires himself very much anyway.

got rid of the name of mental illness, and the old Taoist and foreign monks casually found a restaurant to eat.

When eating, Lao Dao discovered another advantage of foreign monks - meat and vegetarian food are not taboo.

Such unruly monks are generally easier to get along with.

Considering that this foreign monk seems to be relatively capable of fighting, he has gained great benefits in this ghost collision incident.

Lao Dao paid more attention to foreign monks.

It's a pity that such a thug doesn't flicker!

Although his body has become much stronger since the last encounter with the ghost, he even seems to have mastered some other mysterious methods.

But after all, he is in his eighties, and he has long passed the age of being able to do things with people at will.

What if you accidentally flash your waist again when you do something with someone, or you don't step on the ground and break your arm or leg...

Not cost-effective!

Not cost-effective!

And in his industry, he is used to being abducted and deceived on weekdays, and it is even more common to be beaten.

With a foreign monk who can fight by his side, there seems to be no harm in it.

Thinking like this, Lao Dao became even more enthusiastic about foreign monks.

After eating and drinking, he took the initiative to settle the bill, and after leaving the shop, Lao Dao was still thinking about how to fool the foreign monk into obedience to himself.

Most of his thoughts were put on flickering, and Lao Dao didn't care much about the path led by foreign monks.

Before they knew it, the two of them were back in the Guangming District.

Noticing that the environment in front of him seemed to be starting to become a little familiar, the old Taoist who had been flickering around Yang came back to his senses.

Isn't this near the haunted hospital?

Thinking of the haunted hospital, Monk Yang felt a little stunned for no reason.

That hospital... It's wickedly scary.

Not only was it haunted, but although there was no evidence, he could vaguely feel that haunting was just a trivial matter for that hospital.

What's really scary is that there is a big one hidden in the basement of the hospital.

Even if it was not confirmed, his instinct to be abducted and deceived all his life without being killed made him decisively choose to run away.

Even now, Lao Dao insists that his decision to run away decisively is absolutely correct.

And decided that he would never step into the door of that hospital again in his life.

Even the bright district where this hospital is located should be kept as far away as possible.

It's just that now, by accident, I followed Monk Yang to this neighborhood again.

OK...

Lao Dao glanced at the Second Courtyard of the Imperial Capital, which should be two streets away in the distance, and secretly said in his heart, fortunately, Poor Dao found it in time.

If he followed Monk Yang to that vicinity in a daze, although he would never have been stupid enough to run into the hospital again.

But the hospital is dead, the ghost is alive ... Well, this sentence always feels like there's something wrong, but even if the ghost is dead, that damn thing will run away when it dies!

What if when I was passing by, it happened that that thing was thinking about it and thinking about it, and I hit my head?

Judging by the old way of the heart, this is not completely impossible.

"Amitabha, the way from the heart continues in my heart!"

With a silent thought in his heart, Lao Dao was ready to remind Monk Yang to turn around and not go to the hospital.

Before he could remind him, he found that the foreign monk made a strange turn and walked to another street.

After looking at the direction, it was determined that it was the direction that was getting farther and farther away from the second courtyard, Lao Dao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time secretly laughed that he was also concerned about it.

The haunting of the second courtyard is not only known to him.

This monk went with him because of the haunting.

I know that I am hiding from the ghost hospital, and there is no reason why the monk will hit it with iron when he knows that it is haunted!

Although the monk was a little stupid, although he was a little foolish, he didn't know that he might play himself to death, and he still ran up to die, right?

In these days, the heart is the true meaning of survival!

Thinking in his heart, Lao Dao put his mind at ease and chatted with the foreign monk again.

Chatting...

Chatting...

Suddenly, I felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Raise your head and take a look at the solemn face of the foreign monk.

Following the vigilant gaze of Monk Yang, he turned his head to look ahead.

Take a look...

"Hiss~"

Lao Dao's body trembled suddenly, and his legs trembled uncontrollably a few times.

"It's... Where did this damn come from?! ”

In the eyes of the old way, not far ahead... Specifically, at 5.7 meters ahead, a whole body was full of ghosts. The resentful and angry ghost turned his head to look at the past at the same time that he also turned his head and opened his eyes.

The moment they looked at each other, Lao Dao felt a killing intent spread in the eyes of the ghost opposite.

Mother!

It's a big deal!

It's a big deal!

I wanted to hide, but I never thought that I had escaped the haunted hospital and not this haunted street!

I was wrong!

I really know it's wrong!

I shouldn't have fooled this foreign monk, and I shouldn't have stepped into this bright area that has obviously become a place of right and wrong.

Run!

Gotta run!

If you can escape alive this time, you must not come back to the bright area.

Well, just go to Shilin District, where key universities are crowded, densely populated, popular enough, and suppressed by culture, cows, ghosts, gods and snakes have to be avoided!

The close contact with the ghosts again strengthened the idea that Lao Dao would never come to the Guangming District again.

When thinking like this, Lao Dao was swinging around, probing his head and looking around, planning the best running route.

I thought in my heart that when necessary, I could sell a wave of foreign monks.

At the same time, the foreign monk was also secretly observing Lao Dao's reaction.

Seeing that Lao Dao's body couldn't stop trembling because of 'excitement', it looked even more violent than his own reaction.

Monk Yang nodded secretly in his heart, the old-timers of the heart are really destined for me, and everyone is really a fellow believer!

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