Chapter VIII

Dead

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Sneeze

The wind slipped down the collar and into the backbone.

It was already eleven o'clock, and the old horse reluctantly put noodles into the pot, according to the usual time, he had already done the same, and returned home and got into the quilt that his wife had warmed for himself. But today, to be exact, these days, there are people like this frequently appearing at their stalls every night.

"It's the third day"

Lao Ma served the noodles to the man, and then began to slowly put away the rest of the tables and chairs except for the table where the man was sitting, making the appearance of "as long as you finish eating, Lao Tzu will close". I want to make this guest eat the noodles as much as possible. But he was wrong

The man was the same as the previous ones, just picked up the chopsticks, and then looked at the noodles in the bowl dryly, only moving the chopsticks but not speaking. And the old horse seemed to see the man sniffing the fragrance of the noodles slowly coming out when the chopsticks stirred the noodle bowl. Such a strange guest, he has seen several people in a row, the first few are okay, after all, at that time, there were other guests.

There is only this one today, and the old horse naturally can't help but look at it, and when he looks at it, he begins to notice that something is wrong

Just when he was still surprised, a hearty and familiar voice came.

"Boss, have a bowl of noodles. As always, give me more oil! ”

Lao Ma looked at a young police officer who walked by, and the sunny smile made the little horror of Lao Ma just now also disappear.

While lighting the fire, he asked enthusiastically: "Officer Liu Yang, are you working overtime again today?" ”

Liu Yang smiled and said, "Yes! Recently, there are a lot of trivial things in the bureau, and there are not enough people, so I'll help out! Suddenly, after his stomach rumbled twice, he hurriedly urged: "Boss, hurry up my noodles, I'm so hungry!" ”

Watch the old horse begin to work below.

Liu Yang glanced at the noodle stall, only to see a table that had not been put away, and a person sitting silently stirring noodles.

Liu Yang walked over and said to the man, "Brother! Excuse me! Share a table! ”

When you're done, sit down automatically.

But I only felt that the temperature around me seemed to drop by ten degrees suddenly, so I was hungry and had some chills all over my body!

After Liu Yang shuddered twice, he said to the old horse: "Old horse, warm up the second pot of the bottle!" ”

"Okay!"

Ten minutes later, the noodles are served. A small bottle of two pots has been drunk by Liu Yang. Seeing the hot noodles brought up, a few bites down, and suddenly the warmth spread throughout the body.

casually asked Lao Ma: "Why did you close the stall so late today?" ”

The old horse said jokingly: "No, you two are the last?" ”

Liu Yang snorted twice: "Then I still delayed you to close the stall!" ”

"Where is it, Officer Liu is taking care of my business, it's too late for me to be happy!"

The two laughed, but just as they were talking.

The diner next to Liu Yang got up, and a large bowl had already been finely stirred. Liu Yang glanced at it curiously, but his gaze finally stayed on the cigarette case left by the man.

Hurriedly picked up the cigarette case, caught up with the man, and shouted:

"Brother, your cigarettes!"

The man stopped, didn't look back, just stretched his hand back: "Thank you"

The sound is weird

But even if he ignored the voice, Liu Yang shuddered for a while, and inadvertently touched the person's fingertips: I'll go! Good ice rhythm!

"Brother, why are your hands so cold? Sick? ”

"It's okay"

After two words, the man turned and disappeared

Liu Yang returned to the dining table suspiciously and reminded Lao Ma: "Lao Ma, don't forget to collect the money."

But at this moment, Liu Yang found that the old horse was actually flustered, and stared at the money on the dinner table with a slight trembling, and his voice trembled: "Why is this kind of money again?" ”

The next moment, Liu Yang was also stunned: "Is it a dark coin?" ”

Subconsciously reacting, Liu Yang ran out of the noodle stall and chased in the direction where the person left.

I was surprised to find that in the blink of an eye, the man was gone

The old horse cursed: "This damn it, how can you receive this kind of money again!" ”

Obedient and listening, Liu Yang asked curiously, "What?" Isn't it the first time today? ”

"yes!" Lao Ma said, "This is the third time. What a small business of mine! Alas"

In a helpless sigh, Liu Yang frowned deeply and was silent

Then he silently took out the money: "Old horse, this is the money for food?" ”

Lao Ma counted the money wrongly: "How can it be two bowls of money?" ”

Liu Yang didn't give Lao Ma too many opportunities to ask rhetorical questions: "Don't ask more!" Hurry up and go home! In the last few days, don't set up your stall so late! ”

With a kind of gratitude, he nodded towards Liu Yang.

After helping the old horse close the stall and watching him leave safely.

Liu Yang still stopped in place, pondering:

Is it a ghost?

If it's a ghost, then there should be a lot of money. But I haven't taken off my police uniform, and I have an official spirit, so I can still get close to me.

If it weren't for ghosts, how could ordinary speeds be so fast? And it's still with the Stygian coin?