(Cat flutter Chinese) Many people explain that they are not going to talk about anything important, but probably just to eat a meal.

I was inexplicably a little lost, parked the car, and after getting out of the car, I paused, the car was wrong.

The parking space is an open space in front of the restaurant, and according to the planned location, it can park about 20 cars, and when I came, there were only three empty spaces.

Because it was an open space, there was no shelter, and the direct sunlight was shining, which basically reflected the light, but the car next to me was not reflective.

How is it possible that the sun shines down and is directly absorbed?

Out of curiosity, I touched it, and it was strange to the touch, not the smoothness of metal, but a rough texture.

"It's not a car!"

I knocked and pinched again, and immediately ran to the next car.

After turning around, the eighteen cars in the parking space, except for the one I drove and the one from Widow Wang, were all paper cars.

"Why did you come out during the day?"

I looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, and if I didn't block it, my eyes hurt.

"Shade Eyes!"

Ryoko looked at the fish pond with some distraction, as if muttering to herself, as if telling me.

"Let's go, we'll understand when we enter the house!"

I slapped a paper cart and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

The restaurant was very lively, a waiter shuttled through the corridor, constantly walking, the door of the private room opened and closed, and the moment the waiter opened, I looked inside, there was no living person sitting inside.

The wine is very lively, the food is very happy, if you close the eye of the sky, you can see that the wine and food are not moving, and the ghost is just angry.

The waiters are not living people, they are paper people, looking at the appearance and dress, they should come out in the same batch.

The more I looked, the more confused I became, what the hell is the widow Wang going to do?

Passing through the corridor, there is a large private room inside, pushing the door in, there is a strong smell of burning, Widow Wang and Xu Laofu are sitting on the side, the hanging boot ghost I saw last time is holding a handful of incense and enjoying.

"Sister?"

I looked at the widow Wang suspiciously, she beckoned to me, and said, "Come and sit, eat first, and then talk when you are full!" ”

The dishes are very rich, the meat and vegetables are suitable, and I didn't eat left and right, so I was not polite, so I picked up the chopsticks and ate.

"Eat more!"

The widow of the king was happy and kept serving me vegetables.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and the widow has lost a lot of weight, although she is not as beautiful as when she was young, but she has a touch of the charm of a mature woman, which is even more attractive.

Xu Laofu's condition is also very good, his face is full of red light, and the wrinkles on his face are much less.

"Brother, you eat first, and your brother-in-law and I will go to toast!"

Halfway through the meal, Widow Wang nodded to me, got up with Xu Laofeng, and walked out of the private room with a bottle of liquor.

As soon as the two of them left, the private room suddenly became deserted, and the hanging boot ghost was still there, just like when we came in, he was not interested in the food, but just holding the incense and sucking greedily.

The last time I came was at night, and the lights in the warehouse were dim, so I couldn't see it clearly, but this time I could see it clearly.

The Hanging Boot Ghost is dressed in a retro fashion, he is wearing the official mansion that is common in zombie movies, and there is no tube hat on his head, but a braid coiled around his neck.

"Look, haven't you seen anyone eat it?"

Noticing that I was looking at him, he glared at me and said angrily.

"Do you want to die?" Ryoko stood up and asked coldly.

"Dead?"

The Hanging Boots laughed, pointed at himself, and asked, "Am I not dead enough now?" Two little deflated three, in the past, Lao Tzu would have killed the two of you! ”

"The old birthday star eats arsenic, you really don't know how to write dead characters?" I was happy, and without saying a word, I threw out a yin dispelling talisman, intending to teach him some lessons.

The rune paper hit him, and it turned into a flame with a thud, and he glanced at the runic fire burning on his body, opened his mouth and spit it out, and a blue-purple tongue flashed away, rolling the runic fire into his mouth.

"Tsk!"

Swallowing the Fu Huo, he clicked his lips and said, "Yang Qi is too weak, it's not delicious, it's not delicious!" ”

Ghosts are afraid of yang energy, and they are even more afraid of Fu Huo, this is the first time I have encountered Fu Huo swallowed, I opened my mouth wide in shock, I can't understand what the hell is going on!

"Look for death!"

Ryoko snorted coldly and beckoned with a punch.

"Ahh

Compared to the previous ease, Ryoko's fist seemed to have a magical power, hitting him, his whole face wrinkled together, and he shrank to the ground like a shrimp, moaning in pain.

I look inexplicable, I'm not afraid of my talisman, but I'm afraid of Ryoko's fist, what does this mean?

"Call Big Brother!" Ryoko crouched down, lifted his braids, and carried him in front of me.

He looked up with difficulty, his mouth opened, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he spat at me with a snort.

"You old king, looking for death!" Liangzi didn't say a word, he tightened his braid suddenly, he rolled his eyes in a strangled manner, and his lips were instantly bloodshot.

I can see that this hanging boot ghost is really uncomfortable, not fake, if he continues, he will really kill him.

"Apologies!"

Ryoko knew what to do, and just as the hoistboot ghost was about to lose his breath, he let go of his hand a little and pressed his braid in front of me.

"Master, I'm Sun, you let me go with a fart!"

What's even more unexpected is that this hanging boot ghost was still awesome and coaxed before, and he looked quite tough, but I didn't expect to admit it directly, and he recognized it so thoroughly.

Dressed in the official mansion of the Qing Dynasty and combing his braids, this person should have been an official during his lifetime, and may even be a scholar.

No matter what the hanged reader thinks, he should be a hardliner, and he just admits it.

"Master, just let me go!"

Seeing that I didn't speak, he begged again.

I was stunned for a moment and motioned for Ryoko to let go, Ryoko snorted and let go, but still held the end of the braid.

"Tell me, when were you guys?" I looked down at the hoistboot ghost and asked curiously.

"Guangxu died in thirty years!"

The Hanging Boot Ghost said cautiously with a smile on his face.

"Thirty years of Guangxu!"

I secretly calculated that it was 1904, that is, this hanging boot ghost died in the last years of the Qing Dynasty.

"You're an official?" I asked.

"It's not!" He shook his head.

"Then you're wearing an official uniform?" I asked, pointing to his clothes.

"The one who stole it!"

He said with a little embarrassment.

"Stole?" I asked.

"Hmm!" He nodded and said, "I stole the official uniform and official seal, and then I was hanged!" ”

"Oops, it's all my own family, why are you still playing?"

I was about to continue asking, but suddenly the door opened, and the widow returned.

"It's nothing, there was a misunderstanding!" I motioned for Ryoko to loosen her braids and smiled.

"Dog, let's say, why did you mess with my brother?" The widow looked at the ghost with a smile, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes.

"Ancestor, blame me for this, blame me!"

The hanging boot ghost didn't say a word, and slapped himself one after another.

"That's it!"

I waved my hand and asked, "Sister, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?" ”

"Sister can't help it, there are two or three big cats and small cats under her hands, and there are too few people available!" Widow Wang sighed, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, pointed to the hanging boots and said, "This dog is one of the few chess pieces left in the sect, he was a habitual thief when he was alive, but he is also an official fan, and he wants to live an official addiction!" During the Russo-Japanese War, all the officials ran away, he ran to the official mansion, stole the official uniform and official seal, and really had an official addiction. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it!" The ghost of the hanging boots nodded incessantly, echoing the widow of the king.

"Don't look at the way he made himself that day, he seems to be very powerful, in fact, they are all pretending, those thieves, they are all the surface, if they really want to meet someone who is more ruthless than them, he immediately shrunk his eggs, he is the same for me, if he wasn't subdued by me, wouldn't it be okay?"

The widow glanced at him, but did not take him seriously at all.

"Yes, I'm a!" The Hanging Boot Ghost is still in tune.

I stared at him for a while, and he was always bowed, and the smile on his face didn't look like a fake, it was a bit unexpected for me.

Looking away from him, I looked at Widow Wang and asked, "Sister, what are you calling me for this time?" ”

"Have you eaten yet?" The widow asked.

"That's it!" I nodded.

"Let's get down to business after eating, open our eyes!" The widow king's face turned grim and she said in a deep voice.

Cat flutter Chinese