Three-foot yellow spring?

I'm a little stunned, Huangquan Road is bottomless, why is it more than three feet, right? What does this three-foot yellow spring mean?

"Let's see." Grandpa was also a little surprised, because everything here was too strange, very similar to the Huangquan Road he had seen when he walked in the shade, but it was also very different.

"Remember, after entering Huangquan Road, no matter what you feel, don't look back!" Grandpa's deep voice made us feel a little chilly.

Along Huangquan Road, we went all the way down. After countless flowers on the other side, over many glazed souls, I can't even remember how far I went. During this period, the fat man and I both checked the time, but found that the time on our watch and mobile phone did not move!

Finally, in the hazy place in front of the road, a brightly lit pavilion loomed in the fog......

We all unconsciously held our breath and sped up under our feet.

After about ten minutes, we finally saw the building clearly, and sure enough, it was similar to what the driver had said, a two-story old building, dusty, all made of wooden planks and green bricks.

Yellow Springs Inn!

Sure enough, it's true, it really can't be more true. This is a real building, with blue tiles and bricks, and decaying wooden windows, all showing us its history.

We looked at each other, staring blankly at the open door, only through the door, did not see the driver said that the room was full of guests, but behind the counter in the lobby, there was a person lying on his stomach, it should be a man, it seems, like dozing, not real.

Intrigued, we walked towards the mysterious inn almost at the same time.

It's really quiet, whether it's Huangquan Road or this Huangquan Hotel, it's so quiet that it makes me hairy, and this feeling is really bad.

And, for some reason, when we walked towards the Yellow Springs Inn, I always felt that someone was staring at us from behind, but I didn't feel the suspicious aura at all, but my grandfather, his old man's eyes moved slightly, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The fat man seemed to feel it, and wanted to look back, but was pulled by his grandfather, and the goods suddenly remembered his grandfather's advice before, and he almost turned back when he thought of it, and the steamed buns were in a cold sweat

Walking into the door of the inn, a pair of ghost eyes suddenly looked at us. All of them were very puzzled.

I took a closer look, these people have all kinds of appearances, many of them remain the same as when they died, and they look extremely terrifying, but they are all in this inn without exception...... Repast?

In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, there are at least 20 wooden tables, more than a dozen of them, all of which are people, no, ghosts! There are ghosts eating and drinking. What they eat and drink should all be true!

"Weird? This ghost is on the Huangquan Road, can still eat and drink? The fat man looked puzzled.

"These are newly dead ghosts, and they should have just entered Huangquan Road." I sighed, it was an eye-opener today.

Our voices, in this dead silence, seemed so abrupt that even we ourselves were almost startled by the voice that had changed our tone. What's even more terrifying is that these ghosts, all with a pair of white or red ghost eyes, look at us deadly, some ghosts, and even show covetous looks, but for some reason, they never move.

"Four guest officers, what do you want to eat?"

Suddenly, behind us, there was an indifferent man's voice.

The fat man and I almost didn't blow up, although I understood that it should be the person behind the counter, but in this weird place, we couldn't stand the fright at all.

Grandpa, who turned his head abruptly and said in a deep voice, "Here's a table of signature dishes." ”

The fat man and I suddenly understood, in this Huangquan Inn, it was not a problem to turn back at all. After relieving our hearts, we turned around and saw the face of a young man of about twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

This person looks quite handsome and has a cold face, but what is slightly incongruous is that this person is holding a pure gold abacus in his hand and constantly fiddling with it.

The abacus, sliding rapidly, crackling, and the sound was shocking.

However, I was relieved. This is the first time we have heard normal sounds since we entered this three-foot yellow spring. The fat man was even more excited, looking at the eyes of this young man, it was almost the same as looking at a beautiful woman.

"Who are you?" The fat man realized that he was out of shape, touched his head, and blurted out.

The young man's voice was still indifferent, and he glanced at the fat man lightly, and said, "I am the shopkeeper here." ”

Grandpa was even more single, straight to the butt, and sat down at the empty table next to us.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I shrugged my nose helplessly.

Today, it was an eye-opener for me. On the Huangquan Road in the middle of the ghost gate, an inn appeared, and in addition to a living shopkeeper, the inn was full of ghosts eating......

And then, we're going to have a late-night snack here? I gave my grandfather a blank look, is this old man mistaken!

Even if the food is real, in this environment, you have to be able to eat it!

The shopkeeper nodded, and turned to leave.

The fat man stretched out his head suspiciously and glanced at the back hall, and said curiously: "It seems that there is only one shopkeeper here, could it be that the cooker and the shopkeeper are all him?" ”

As he spoke, this guy actually followed him to the back hall, and the thief head reached into the curtain and looked inside.

I was also a little curious and thought about it, but just to watch him stir-fry is not an invasion of privacy. also followed Ren Shuai up. I just walked to the door, but I saw the fat man gasp and retreat.

"Dead fatty, what the hell is going on?" Ren Shuai was a little dissatisfied.

"Damn, it's a ghost in there! And, it's still a familiar face......"

The fat man looked at me in horror, I couldn't help it, walked up a few steps, and lifted the curtain.

In the back kitchen, a female ghost with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but full of ghostly energy, suddenly turned her head 180 degrees, turned around in a daze, and smiled strangely at me, revealing a mouthful of bloody black teeth, and her beautiful face. Not at all!

"Xiao Shuangshuang?" I was stunned, but I heard the shopkeeper's indifferent voice sound again:

"Don't be lazy, stir-fry!"

Nima! I was really speechless. This eccentric shopkeeper actually asked a new ghost king to stir-fry for him?

Ren Shuai, this goods, even ran to his grandfather's side in a puff of smoke, shrunk his head, and his face was full of vigilance.

The fat man and I walked back to the table where my grandfather was sitting stiffly, and was about to speak, but the shopkeeper came slowly with a plate of fried flowers.

"Signature dish, stir-fried flowers on the other side, please use it slowly." This guy's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced back and forth between me and my grandfather, and his attitude was quite polite.

However, who would dare to eat this thing? I looked back at the dishes on the other tables, and no one ate this thing, this is really the signature dish of the Yellow Springs Inn?