"He's hungry, I'm hungry too, why don't you do something, let's talk while eating" The black-clothed leaf-faced man said lightly.

"You..."Chef Liu was very unhappy.

"In life, you should learn to be calm," the black-clothed leaf-faced man said lightly.

Chef Liu has obviously seen the world, and at this moment he naturally understands that such a straightforward exchange is meaningless, he said lightly, "There is a lot of nonsense, of course, you can't eat in vain, you also have to answer some questions"

The black-clothed leaf-faced man said lightly, "It depends on your craftsmanship."

Chef Liu was not polite, shook his body and held his head high, signaled to untie the rope, and when the two men in black knotted the rope, he said proudly, "Where are the materials?"

Soon a man in black appeared with various ingredients and kitchen utensils

Xiao Ying, who was arrested, was eating happily, and opposite him was the black-clothed leaf-faced man who asked Xiao Ying very politely, "What else do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat jajangmyeon..."

"Good..."

Chef Liu's face cramped, Lao Tzu has to do a few powerful ones, but his morale was hit by your fried noodles, but don't underestimate me.

Wordlessly shaking the flames, rolling up the iron pot, it was like a fire dragon flying in Chef Liu's hands in an instant.

After a while, the fried noodles were made, but this fried noodles were very special, its noodles were not the kind of wet that were boiled, in fact, its surface was dry, some crispy yellow, like baked, and it was full of dense cracks, like dragon scales all over the body, which was very good-looking. But the inside is as smooth and chewy as freshly cooked. It is also hollow, and there is a kind of meat sauce in the hollow, and when you eat it in your mouth, the crispness of the dragon scales, the smoothness of the noodles, and the richness of the meat sauce.

Then there is his sauce, the sauce is divided into two kinds, one is traditional, the other is vegetarian sauce, made of fruits, slightly sweet and salty, there are ice chips in it, light with sweet fragrance, cold but thick still, very suitable for Xiao Ying, who loves sweetness.

At this moment, the leaf-faced man was kneeling on the wooden platform in the tree hollow, in front of him was a small table, and on a small table next to him, Xiao Ying was about to die on the table, looking like he was about to die.

Chef Liu took the tray, came to the leaf noodle man, and put down the dragon scale fried sauce noodles.

The black-clothed leaf-faced man couldn't help but admire this when he looked at it.

"Can you tell me who you are?" said Chef Liu, who poured a glass of sake for the black-clothed leaf-faced man. At this moment, he saw that the men in black were gone.

The black-clothed leaf-faced man didn't eat it, he looked at Chef Liu, "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

"I don't know," Chef Liu looked at the leaf-faced man

"This is a barren place, to be precise, somewhere in the world, this used to be a small town where many people lived, at that time, I was still a child, a big child, I had no parents, everything was on my own, in fact, I died many years ago" said the black-clothed leaf-faced man gently pulled off his robe, leaking a little for Chef Liu to see, "It's empty." ”

Chef Liu was a little at a loss, but he quickly calmed down.

"Why are you attacking us?"

"I need food, I'm not human anymore, am I?" said the leaf-faced man's voice calmly.

Chef Liu's eyes shrank, "Evil spirit..."

There was a laughing voice from behind the leaf mask, obviously agreeing with Chef Liu's words and looking a little self-deprecating.

"Then why are you arresting us, I think we are alive and we are not doing you any good. ”

The black-clothed leaf-faced man picked up the sake glass, half-removed the mask, and poured it into the corner of his mouth that no one could see, and he could see the sake flowing, as if it was floating in the air, and then it turned around in the air and then flowed to the throat that no one could see.

Chef Liu looked at it solemnly.

Xiao Ying lifted the corner of the leaf-faced man's robe and squatted there to see, "I didn't spill it."

After drinking sake, the leaf-faced man put on the mask again. "Do you know? I'm not the only evil spirit in this valley, and there is also a ghost armor among them, which is the armor worn by skeletons, and the one next to you is the one I snatched from the ghost armor, people sometimes have to fight for breath when they live, don't they?"

Chef Liu rubbed his head, "You have a grudge against the ghost armor?"

"I have become like this, but it is thanks to them. You say I want revenge or not. The leaf-faced man's voice was a little embarrassed.

"This has nothing to do with my question just now!" Chef Liu reminded, almost saying buddy, you are off topic.

"What did you just ask?" the leaf-faced man couldn't remember.

"We who are alive don't seem to be doing you any good...", Chef Liu patiently said again.

"Do you want to die like that?" said the leaf-faced man strangely.

"Uh..."

"If you really want to die, I can fulfill your wishes, I don't see much of such a cheap request. ”

"You..."