A cafeteria, unlike a restaurant, is just a place where it is convenient for everyone to eat.

Except for a little better, a little cleaner or a little worse, a little dirty, it's really hard to imagine what kind of tricks can be conjured.

But in the cafeteria in front of me, I came in unprepared, but for the first time, I was taken aback by the appearance of the cafeteria.

Is this a cafeteria? And not a mourning hall?

In front of me, the cafeteria was divided into two areas, one of which was larger, but there were only a few people sitting in it, only a dozen or so people eating.

There were two or three black-robed and white-faced people like me, but they were also sitting with other strangely dressed or ordinary people, talking in a low voice, completely unconcerned about me and the pitiful entering.

Naturally, it wasn't these people who scared me, but another area of the cafeteria.

There are one offering table after another, on which fragrant candles are naturally indispensable, and some meals, melons and fruits are also offered.

Some even have some flowers that they got from nowhere.

Except for a photo of the deceased, there is no difference between this and the decoration of the offering table in the mourning hall.

In this perennially dark dungeon, I suddenly entered such a cafeteria. Think about it, who wouldn't be scared?

"Guest?" I froze at the door, and the poor naturally called me back.

"I haven't been to this cafeteria to eat, is this?" I didn't say it too clearly, but I guess I should understand what I mean. I don't ask this question out of curiosity, but it's so weird here, and I have to ask for my own safety.

In response to my question, Rei tugged at my cloak, and instead of answering immediately, he motioned with his eyes for me to wait a minute.

I didn't move, I just walked towards the side where there was someone.

As I walked along, the clever little creature kept suggesting that I try to go to the edge and avoid the offering tables, and I did as I did.

Eventually, we found a relatively secluded corner and sat down.

Pian Sheng whispered to me: "In this city, there is only one canteen in the four cities of the southeast, east and west. Guest, do you understand what this table is all about? Otherwise, you didn't pay attention just now, now take a closer look? ”

I muttered, I must not know what the situation is in the four cities, so it is impossible to deduce what the situation is in this offering table.

At the moment, you can only 'use all your strength' to sense what the situation of this offering table is? With such efforts, I naturally saw the difference in the offering table.

The moment I saw it, my hands under the table were trembling slightly.

At the same time, I heard it when I was paying attention.

I heard the bustle and noise.

It turns out that this canteen is lively, but it is a little bit in this world, and it is not because there are many people, but because there are many ghosts.

Here, almost every offering table is full of ghosts, 'enjoying' the incense and candles served on the table, and they are talking to each other, but because they are not talking to me, they are just scattered thoughts, so that people like me, who have poor spiritual sense, do not notice this 'noise' at all, and only think that it is quiet.

Because of my poor spiritual sense, I can only 'see' that this cafeteria is densely packed with 'good brothers', who seem to be wearing ancient costumes, as if filming a TV series, and I can't pay attention to too many details.

But even such a scene was enough to make me, a cultivator, tremble slightly.

I've never seen so many ghosts!

At this moment, it seemed that a ghost had noticed my observation, and suddenly one of them turned his head and glared at me angrily.

I felt like a hammer was coming towards my soul in an instant!

My heart is on fire, what the hell is this, so unreasonable? Just a face, so ruthless?

However, in the final analysis, this is just a competition in the soul, although my soul is injured, my soul power is still not bad, not to mention that I will have a set of incomplete recipes that belong to Nie Yan.

It's all about the clever use of soul power.

Therefore, I still have the confidence to face this 'heavy hammer', I snorted coldly, and I was about to meet it mercilessly.

But I didn't want to, at this time, I suddenly pulled my cloak, and said to me anxiously and quietly: "That's Lord Bai, don't resist, guest." ”

Originally, I was going to mobilize my soul power, strike head-on, and then use my trick to teach this ghost a lesson.

After hearing the advice of the merciful life, he could only suppress this thought, let the soul power protect him, and bear this blow alive.

Fortunately, although the soul felt a little shock, it was still within the range of bearing, and did not let his injuries worsen.

The so-called Lord Bai just gave me a lesson casually, and after the blow, he didn't pay attention to me.

I bowed my head and swallowed this breath alive, after all, I can only keep a low profile in the inner market, even in the depths of my soul, I can feel a kind of strange pride, I would rather die than be humiliated.

But this is definitely not the pride that a little person like me can have when he lives so stressfully and carries so much burden.

Thinking of this, I let out a low sigh.

But I heard the pity and his adoring whispering to me: "Guest, you are really powerful, so there is no problem in carrying down Lord Bai's blow." ”

I couldn't help but smile a little when I heard the words of the pity, this kid always makes me feel good. But my heart is also sober, how can I have any great ability, it just happens that my soul power is stronger than ordinary people.

Since I decided not to care about it, I no longer care about this trivial matter, and I only hope that I can find the person on the letter as soon as possible, and there will be no more trouble.

In this cafeteria, there are set meals and a la carte dishes.

Probably because of the exclusivity, the set meal, which is equivalent to a rough lunch box, is also sold for 150 yuan here.

Then the 700 yuan that Pian Sheng earned from me was just a few meals in the cafeteria.

I'm a little worried about his survival here, but it's also difficult for the mud bodhisattva to cross the river himself, so I can only say that I ordered a relatively hearty meal for him, which can be regarded as a gesture of gratitude.

There aren't many people here, so the food is served quickly.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Lian Sheng was very happy, but asked me a little cautiously: "Guest, you don't eat?" ”

I didn't mean to move my chopsticks, but said to him, "Eat quickly, I'm not hungry." If you can't finish eating, let's pack it for you here. ”

"Oh," he let out a small cheer, and finally began to pick up his chopsticks and eat a meal that was not easy for him.

I waited quietly, since I have been a good person, then a good person will be a good person to the end, in this kind of chaotic place, I am actually afraid that this child will not be able to keep such a meal.

It was quiet and inexplicable between us, watching him eat a lot of food, and the atmosphere was a little warm.

The feeling of being able to do a good deed that makes my heart feel safe and does not ask for anything in return is a pleasant immersion in this feeling, and I have not noticed the situation in the cafeteria at all, even if there is a table of people sitting down not far from us, I have not looked at it much.

It wasn't until one of them whispered, 'This time, if you can take the white lord of Nanshi,' that I noticed a table of people coming from not far away from us.

And the words weren't meant to eavesdrop, but they were so close that they couldn't whisper through the mask, so I heard the first half.

I didn't care much about these people, and I didn't even look back.

It wasn't until the other person at the table said 'um' and then said something that I couldn't help but frown and look back very lightly.

Ren Xiaoji, it's him!

This liar I encountered on the first day I came to the ghost market, how could I quickly forget his voice, even if it was a simple 'um'.

I looked at him quietly, Ren Xiaoji was sitting in the middle of a group of people at this time, I don't know if it was because of the 'powerful' relationship, he entered the inner city without a mask or a black cloak.

On the contrary, he wore an inexplicable green shirt and ancient robe, hanging on his relatively short figure, which looked a little weird.

When my eyes fell on him, he seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly glanced at me with a calm look that didn't show any emotion, but nodded at me, smiled politely, and looked very cultivated.

I also nodded slightly, wondering in my heart, how could such a character be a liar? I don't want to make trouble, and it's impossible for Ren Xiaoji to recognize me, and after nodding, I have to pretend to turn my head as if nothing happened.

But at this time, among the group of people accompanying Ren Xiaoji, someone suddenly snorted softly, then took off his mask and whispered to Ren Xiaoji.

The person who took off the mask was an old man, but he was so respectful to Ren Xiaoji.

I didn't want to snoop on them, but I turned my head and whispered to the poor to finish eating.

I don't know why, I always feel that this group of people came in and met me so coincidentally, I'm afraid that something is going to happen? It's better to leave early!

Thinking like this, it's entirely because they mentioned Lord Bai, whether it's the same or not, in short, I seem to have offended the so-called Lord Bai just now.

At this time, someone at Ren Xiaoji's table had already stood up and walked towards the side of the cafeteria that belonged to ghosts.