Wenqing is a disease, it must be cured!

Chu Lei would rather be terminally ill, at least, he can be a cultural person.

In this era of looking at faces, act as a clear stream.

"Xiao Lei, it's so cold!" The old Taoist priest suddenly hugged his arms and said in a low voice.

Chu Lei also felt it.

He put down his phone, poked his head out, and looked forward and backward.

The street, which was originally quite dense, was deserted at this time.

No one, it's all ghosts!

On the streets, at the end of the street, there are ghosts, numb and lonely.

If it is paired with the bewitching flowers on the other side, the thin and impenetrable gloomy fog.

This road became Huangquan Road.

The cafeteria in the alley has become the gateway to hell.

The lights were lit up in the alley, and under the lamp was a hidden wooden door, and the lonely ghosts wandering in the street walked through the door one by one.

The old Taoist priest had already shed tears in his eyes, and when he saw those ghosts pouring into the door, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"They're ......"

"Eat!" Chu Lei said succinctly.

"There's a restaurant here!?" The old Taoist priest said in amazement.

During the day, there is nothing but walls in the alley.

Why did a restaurant pop up at night?

"It's not a restaurant, it's a canteen." Chu Lei said, pushed the door and got out of the car.

The cafeteria is not big because it is not crowded at all.

Even if the "guests" inside are one by one, no one will shout, "Who stepped on my foot?" "Somebody touched my ass!" ……

Everyone is a decent person after death, very quiet, and very well-behaved.

However, when Chu Lei and the old Taoist priest came in, they were unruly.

Regardless of whether they were queuing up or having already eaten, they all turned their heads and stared directly at Chu Lei and the others.

Being stared at by so many ghosts, Rao is an old Taoist priest has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and his scalp is still numb and a little frightened.

"Shall we go?" The old Taoist priest pulled Chu Lei's arm and said in a low voice.

"It's fine." Chu Lei said.

"Boss, two bowls of noodles!" Chu Lei said loudly.

"It's coming!" The boss answered, and "dang" tapped the pot with a spoon.

This sound seemed to contain some kind of deterrent power, and those ghosts all turned their heads slowly to deal with the noodle soup in front of them.

The owner of the cafeteria seems to only cook noodles.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's all noodles.

It's just that some of them are ramen, some are knife-cut noodles, and some are shozi noodles......

Chu Lei pulled the old Taoist priest to find a place to sit down, and the old Taoist priest's hand was still trembling slightly.

Chu Lei lit a cigarette, handed it to the old Taoist, and lit one himself.

Smoking a cigarette, the old Taoist priest relaxed a lot, and his tense skin was soothed a little, but his eyes were still vigilant.

"Is that really okay?" The old Taoist priest couldn't help but ask.

"Put your heart back in your stomach and eat noodles." Chu Lei said.

I don't know why, smelling the fragrance of the various colors of noodle soup, Chu Lei's stomach squirmed, constantly emitting hunger signals.

Even the bloody scene that lingered in front of me disappeared without a trace.

"The noodles are here, eat them while they're hot." The boss first cooked noodles for Chu Lei and the old Taoist, and then cooked noodles for other ghosts.

Chu Lei was not polite and ate directly.

He hadn't eaten for a day, and he was very hungry.

"Xiao Lei, you?" The old Taoist priest was a little surprised.

Eat nothing outside and have an appetite when you come here?

"You'll know if you taste it." Chu Lei said vaguely.

The old Taoist priest took two bites, his eyes lit up, and he also took a big gulp.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." The old Taoist priest admired while eating.

The boss saw Chu Lei and the old Taoist priest gobbling up, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. There seems to be a deep meaning in this smile.

After the noodle soup was sent into his stomach, Chu Lei burped and said, "Boss, do you have time?" Let's talk. ”

"Say it." The boss put two bowls of noodles in front of the two ghosts, wiped his hands with an apron, and stood in front of Chu Lei with a thermos cup.

"What's going on with your shop?" Chu Lei said, "I don't have any other consciousness, just curiosity to ask." ”

"A little trick." The boss smiled, "During the day, I cover up the shop and open at night. At first, I only entertained ghosts, but later, I also entertained some drunkards and night owls who worked overtime...... For this city, those people are also lonely ghosts! ”

The boss's sighing tone made Chu Lei empathize.

Because, he is also one of them.

The outsiders who struggle in Zhonghai City have no family and no relatives, who is not a "lonely ghost"?

"In the beginning, I helped ghosts, just thinking about getting merit and increasing my cultivation. Later, with the help of help, I found out that I was too narrow-minded, and each ghost has its own story. Experiencing the warmth and coldness of the people in these stories is the best practice. ”

"Hongchen, the focus is on refining the heart!"

"Boss, you can write a book, guaranteed to be better than that celery."

"Laugh and laugh. Some things come out of my mouth and into your ears, and forget it. If the Daomen Association knew about it, I wouldn't be able to open this store. ”

"Isn't the Daomen Association a loose organization? What's up to you? Chu Lei was a little surprised. This is a bit different from what the captain said.

The boss said: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, don't see the Daomen Association as a pure land."

Chu Lei's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

"By the way, I came this time to ask Li Mengya about it." Chu Lei said.

The boss was stunned for a moment and said, "It's really a little strange, she would have come a long time ago at this hour."

"Is there anything special about her since I left yesterday?"

"No, not long after you left, she left."

"Where can I find her?"

"I'm here to only listen to stories, and I rarely ask about anything else. Can't help you. ”

After a pause, the boss asked, "Li Mengya, what's wrong?"

"I suspect she's turned into a ghost, asking for her life!" Chu Lei said with a straight face, "If she appears, boss, you must catch her!" ”

The boss looked interested and said, "Can you tell me about it first?"

Chu Lei told the boss what he saw at school and his own guesses.

The boss frowned and said, "If that's the case, then it's a bit of a trouble."

"You take this, if Li Mengya really becomes a ghost, you may not be able to fight her." The boss handed a frying pan to Chu Lei.

"This pot?" Chu Lei was a little puzzled. Do you cook for Li Mengya? After eating, will the mood get better?

"Shoot her!" The boss said, "This pot has been with me for many years, and it has some spirituality, and it is very convenient to use it to shoot ghosts." ”

Chu Lei refused in his heart. Everyone else is a peachwood sword, a thunder charm, and a thunder ...... in the palm Chic and handsome. When you come to yourself, you actually become a pot, what is this?

Blame Hero!?

However, seeing the frightened looks of the ghosts around him and not daring to approach, Chu Lei gritted his teeth and resolutely put the frying pan behind his back.

If it's ugly, it's ugly, it's practical!

In this era of looking at faces, I, Chu Lei, am a "clear stream".