On a mysterious mountain, several figures stood on the peak of the mountain and looked down obliquely, their bodies were a little shaking from the wind, and one of them was slightly obese was the vice principal that Yang Jun had been looking for, and he was still followed by Lingling and the kitchen worker. Lingling's face was very pale, and a pair of eyes looked in the direction of Jiushan Academy from time to time.

"Lingling, you're doing a good job, huh? Why, you walking dead are also worried about people? The vice principal followed Lingling's line of sight to look at Jiushan Academy in the distance, and then looked back at Lingling who was standing beside him with a sneer.

Seeing that Lingling didn't care about herself at all, the vice principal glanced at the kitchen worker next to him, and the kitchen union deliberately took out a soul-like thing from his body, aimed it at Lingling's heavenly spirit cover and slapped it in. Lingling's body immediately stiffened, and her eyelids drooped halfway.

The vice principal smiled and said something in Lingling's ear, and saw Lingling nodding her head in a sinister manner.

"Hehe, I miss you so much, then I will satisfy you and let you go and see you." Strange laughter echoed across the nameless mountain

"Ah sneeze~" Yang Jun rubbed his nose, until the crowd dispersed, he couldn't find the figure of the vice principal again, he had just searched every room upstairs, except for some strangers, there was no half of the person who could make him feel suspicious.

"Who was thinking about me just now? This vice principal is so unethical, always like evaporating from the world. Yang Jun muttered and walked downstairs, suspended classes for three days, and now he has time to hide. Even if the students are resting, it is easy for him to be found out if he goes out to do something.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Yang Jun was violently excited, and a chill spread from the top of his head to his toes, obviously he was standing in the sun, and this inexplicable chill suddenly appeared when he walked downstairs. Yang Jun's eyes widened and he looked around, and some students passed by, but they were all talking to themselves, and they didn't see anyone looking at Yang Jun.

Just wondering, the chill disappeared inexplicably, Yang Jun felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't say what made him feel familiar, and after thinking about it, he had no choice but to go out of the school gate to find food. Anyway, it's not once or twice that he has encountered a bad situation, and he doesn't know how many times he has walked before the ghost gate closes.

Besides, it's going to be afternoon, and I've been hungry just now on the opposite side of the office building, and I've been hungry for a long time recently, and I've lost a lot of weight, even if my body is not my own, I'll starve to death. The school cafeteria didn't dare to go, and when he thought of what kind of braised man's claws, he felt sick to his stomach, where did he dare to try what it tasted like.

Yang Jun casually found a Sichuan restaurant and plunged into it, thinking to himself: I want to eat him well today, I can always treat my body badly, it's not right, it's not my soul, anyway, I just don't treat myself badly.

There is no menu, some dishes are written on small wooden signs and hung on the wall, this year it is so troublesome to order a dish, watching a bunch of people blocking the wall and tilting their necks to read the recipes, it feels like watching a big show.

"Man, why are you doing this menu like this, how troublesome it is, the whole paper is lined up, how good it is to send one to each table, and it is efficient to do things." Yang Jun pinched his somewhat sore neck, and said to a guy next to him who looked like Xiao Er.

Who knew this, the guy dressed as Xiao Er immediately slapped his thigh, and directly ran up and held Yang Jun's hand. "Oh, little brother, your proposal is so good, we didn't expect it, I'll mention it to the boss when I go back." Whatever you want to eat, I'll give you an order. ”

Yang Jun looked at Xiao Er's somewhat obscene smiling face, and hurriedly pulled his hand out of his oily palms, this guy was born to be a dry Xiao Er, and this smile is distinctive. "Then, let's make a hot pot."

"It's a hot day." Xiao Er looked at Yang Jun a little strangely.

In fact, it's not that Yang Jun wants to eat hot pot on a hot day, the main reason is that he is still in a cold sweat after just being made by a burst of cold, and eating hot pot is the best way to drive away the cold, and he can also eat any dish, which is the most affordable.

I have to say that this person's efficiency is still very fast, but in a few minutes, a tumbling hot pot was placed on the table in front of Yang Jun, and Yang Jun was already hanging on the corner of his mouth when he looked at the bottom of the gurgling red pot. Hurriedly picked up a few slices of thinly cut beef and put it in, Yang Jun didn't know what to despise the boss in his heart, the meat slices were cut like paper.

However, the meat is still very fresh, and the bottom is charcoal, the taste of this hot pot tastes healthy, there is no modern fuel gas, a mouthful of beef, the whole body immediately rolled up in a heat wave, hot sweat oozing out of the pores, which is called a sweet dripping.

The people who ate in the restaurant all looked at Yang Jun with their mouths wide open, and the eating appearance was reincarnated as a hungry ghost, and a few tables directly lost their appetite and left.

Yang Jun, who was eating happily, suddenly felt horrified, and the cold air that had just been at school had penetrated into his clothes out of nowhere, and he would be shivering with cold when he was sweating. I thought about burning something to eat to drive away the cold on my body, but what was tumbling in the pot was replaced by a thick crimson liquid, gurgling bubbles and a foul smell came to my face.

Yang Jun's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he hurriedly tilted his head to the side, so he couldn't help but not spit it out, but seeing what people were eating at other tables also became terrifying. At the opposite table, a man was eating chicken from the palace, and he saw that the chicken nuggets were all eyeballs, and the man added up the eyeballs, and he could see that the black pupils were turning.

Yang Jun only felt that his breathing began to become short, and looked at those eyes, as if he was saying to him: Come on, eat me, eat it. Then, the man put his eyeballs in his mouth, and took a bite of it, and a stream of yellow-green liquid shot out from the corner of his mouth, and Yang Jun's five organs were turned over again.

Bang - Yang Jun slapped the table and stood up and wanted to leave, but the surrounding scene changed again, where is there any eyeballs made of palace fried chicken, although the soup base in the hot pot is still red, but it is chili oil, and it smells like chili peppers.

It's an illusion again, there is no ghost pupil like Lu Qingshuang, the illusion can invade all the time, and even the illusion at the powerful point can directly wipe him out. Thinking of this, Yang Jun's heart jumped wildly, anyway, he had eaten seventy-seven eighty-eight, so he raised his foot and went directly to the checkout.

"Thank you for your care, and I will benefit you for a piece of five." The owner of the Sichuan restaurant looked at Yang Jun with a smile, but his eyes were shining, and he regarded himself as a rich man.

But the price is affordable and scary, a piece of five to eat a hot pot, if this Nima can feed how many people in modern society. Yang Jun couldn't help but touch his pockets with emotion, and he was dumbfounded when he boarded, the two pockets were empty, and he couldn't touch half of the ticket.

"Ahem, boss, look, we're quite familiar!" Yang Jun said with a bright smile.

The boss didn't mention how much he despised Yang Jun in his heart: Who the hell is familiar with you, look at you like this, if you dare to eat the overlord's meal, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you. But he still said with a smile on his face: "That's, you're a customer, haha." ”

"So, as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you go out. That, no, I didn't bring it this time. ”

The owner of the Sichuan restaurant, who was still smiling, immediately darkened his whole face when he heard the word credit, this kid really came to eat the overlord meal, and saw him stand up and pick up his two sleeves and walked out from behind the counter. "It's not a little brave, you dare to come out to eat the overlord meal at a young age, the second child, invite this little brother to the back kitchen for a while, and the service will be thoughtful to him."

As soon as Yang Jun heard it, he immediately had no bottom, he was not afraid of fighting ghosts, and the second child who was called by the boss soon came over, it was the little second who had just received Yang Jun, this kid was really a little second, and the name was taken by Xiao Er in reverse. While admiring his parents for their talent, Yang Jun had been dragged away, and the people who were eating in the restaurant all looked at Yang Jun with sympathy, but no one stepped forward to rescue him.

While being dragged along, Yang Jun waved his hand and shouted: "Boss, didn't you say that we are acquaintances, why do we need special services?" ”

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jun was dragged into the back kitchen, and the owner of the Sichuan restaurant just looked coldly at the direction in which Yang Jun was dragged in, and then returned to the back of the counter with a smile on his face

When Yang Jun dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and he was going to be picked up by the people in the store. As a result, the second child looked at him and helped him plead with the boss to allow Yang Jun to wash the dishes and chopsticks in the back kitchen.

Yang Jun thought with a wry smile: Thanks to the suggestion that he mentioned to Er Xiao at the beginning, otherwise he would not have been beaten in one meal, and the only bad thing is that his stomach is still hungry. I returned all the food in the afternoon, and after working for most of the day, I had already digested it, and it was estimated that there was no scum left.

When he returned to the dormitory, Yang Jun fell asleep, the work of washing dishes was more tiring than his fight with ghosts, and the other people in the dormitory had already fallen asleep. The door of the 104 bedroom was silently pushed open at this time, and a black slender figure walked in, the dormitory where Yang Jun lived was very dim, and there was no moonlight, so he couldn't see the appearance of anyone coming.

I saw her standing in front of Yang Jun's window for a while, and then she found a knife out of nowhere, and the blade flashed in the dark.

She seemed to struggle a little, and her hanging left hand slowly raised to block the movement of her right hand, but it was obviously in vain, and the strength of her right hand suppressed her left hand in one fell swoop. Her movements were very mechanical, her face was facing Yang Jun, and the knife flashing with cold light in her hand was aimed at Yang Jun's neck and slashed down

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