(Cat flutter Chinese)

"Master!" Zhu Er howled and rushed straight up. A few of us didn't move, this is completely different from the medicine cellar, this is a big kitchen.

Stoves stood side by side, and a bald old man was busy in front of him, adding a little something from time to time.

Hearing Zhu Er's shout, the old man turned around and saw Zhu Er, there was no trace of joy in his eyes, but gloomy like water.

"Smack!" The next moment, the old man slapped out and stumbled Zhu Erfan.

"Master?" Zhu Er looked at the old man with a shocked face, and he didn't understand why he was beaten!

"What did I tell you before I left?" The old man stared at Zhu Er and asked.

"Tell me to watch the house, keep the store, and don't look for you!" Zhu Er said with a hint of crying.

"Then why are you here?" The old man kicked over angrily and kicked Zhu Er to the ground, as if he was still feeling angry, and there was a burst of punches and kicks when he went up.

We were dumbfounded, what is this for, how can a grandfather beat his grandson like this? Hang Bian seemed to have known that this would be the result, took out the cigarette pouch from his pocket, pinched out a wisp of tobacco, rolled it slowly, rolled it, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose.

"I'm not allowed to smoke here!" When the old man saw this, he finally stopped and said coldly. Hang Bian was not annoyed, put the cigarette on the tip of his nose, and took a deep breath.

Zhu Er took advantage of this opportunity to take a peek, his eyes were rolling around, and looking at his appearance, he knew that he had been beaten before.

"Get up!" The old man looked back at him, and a subtle tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he kicked it over again.

"Hey!" Zhu Er's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he got up from the ground with a bone. The old man sighed and said

"Tell me, did those immortals instruct you?"

"Master, how do you know?" Zhu Er was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously. The old man raised his hand and slapped Zhu Er's head and scolded

"Little deflated calf, you forgot what Lao Tzu told you before!" Zhu Er was a little stunned, and it took a long time to react and say

"Master, I didn't forget, I'm worried!" The more you talk, the quieter it becomes, and it is obvious that you understand something!

The old man sighed again, swept his gaze to a few of us, and finally fixed his gaze on the widow Wang, and asked with a smile

"Little Cuihua, are you also in the trap?"

"Old man!" Widow Wang called out respectfully, with a touch of bitterness on her face, the meaning of Old Man Zhu's words was obvious, we were deceived.

"Come here, talk carefully!" The old Zhu beckoned and came to the stove to add some fire.

I followed the widow and walked over. I'm not familiar with Lao Zhutou, and my main attention is still on the surroundings.

It is about seventy or eighty square meters, and on one side of the back are five red brick stoves, on which are placed five large casseroles, the lids of which are steaming and making a beeping sound.

On the opposite side of the stove are white long tables, on which are all kinds of ingredients, I know a shiitake mushroom, and there is a large freezer on the side of the wall.

Next to the freezer, there were several sacks side by side, and one of them had an open opening, revealing some charcoal.

"Master, it was Grandma Huang who begged us to come over!" On the other side, Zhu Er took the lead and told him what he knew.

Widow Wang checked and filled in the gaps, added some things, and after finishing speaking, the old Zhu Tou looked at me and asked

"This little brother, how were you deceived?" I thought about it for a while and explained the cause and effect of arriving in Huang County.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu Tou raised his hand and gave Zhu Er a slap, Zhu Er was stunned for a moment, and shouted aggrievedly

"Master, why are you beating me again?"

"It's light to hit you!" Old Zhu Tou glared and scolded

"If it weren't for you, a little brute, would you Aunt Cuihua and them be here?" Zhu Er was aggrieved, sniffed, and wanted to cry, but in the end he didn't dare.

"Useless things, dare to cry?" The old Zhu grinded his teeth, stretched out his hand and wanted to fight, but the widow Wang pulled Zhu Er, stopped the old man, and said

"Old man, what the hell is going on, we are also confused now!" Old Zhu Tou sighed again and said

"Wait a minute, these pots will be ready soon!" We nodded and said nothing. The five stoves, the five casseroles, all reached the critical moment, and after the old man paid attention to them, he ignored us.

From time to time, he grabbed an unknown herb or two from the table, and from time to time he took out some half-rotten herbs from the casserole.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and at the end, the old man took out a silver needle, pricked his finger, squeezed out the blood, and dripped it into the casserole in turn, with a drop of blood in each pot.

After getting all this done, the old man got out of the pot, took off the five casseroles in turn, and put them on the table. After all this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said

"Let's go, let's talk!" With that, he led us inside. There is a small door behind the stove, after entering, a small living room appeared in front of us, the old Zhu Tou took a pottery kettle, and took out a few pottery cups, poured a cup for us in turn, and said

"Drink some, you can get rid of some resentment!" The water was turquoise, I smelled it, there was a faint smell of herbs, and when I drank it, a faint warm current slid through my throat, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The old man was very careful, and even had a cup of rhubarb, and after drinking it, rhubarb's eyes lit up, and he wagged his tail at the old man with his tongue.

"Dog, it's quite knowledgeable!" Old Zhu Tou scolded with a smile, took out a few pieces of shriveled jerky from his pocket, and handed them to Rhubarb.

"Wang!" Rhubarb screamed, took the jerky and hid aside to eat, Lao Zhutou shook his head, looked at us, and said

"Hangjia Village is not a place for people!" When he said this, Hang Bian was not even angry, and nodded cooperatively, and said to Huang Ming

"Didn't you say that we in Hangjia Village are all grave keepers? This is not right, there is indeed a tomb under our Hangjia Village, and it is precisely because of this tomb that our Hangjia family will be imprisoned here! ”

"What the hell is going on?" Huang Ming's patience was about to be exhausted, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at us.

"Right down here, all the dead people are buried!" Old Zhu stomped his feet, took over the conversation, and pointed to himself

"Look, I still have a yang fire on my body?" Old Zhu Tou didn't say it, we haven't paid attention to it, as soon as he said this, I took a closer look, and there were indeed three fires on his body, but those three fires were all green.

"Yin Fire?" I squinted my eyes and spit out two words, Zhu Er panicked directly, he grabbed the old man's arm and asked eagerly

"Master, what's going on?"

"What else can I do, your lord can't be considered a living person now, and he has been imprisoned on the grave of the dead!" Old Zhu Tou sighed and said.

"How so? How so? Zhu Er was depressed and couldn't accept this result at all.

"Get up, how did I teach you, don't say I'm not dead now, even if I'm dead, you have to straighten my waist for me!" The old Zhu Tou scolded, and his eyes were full of a sense of loss that hatred of iron could not become steel.

"Master!" Zhu Er shouted, and stopped talking.

"When I left, I made it very clear that I would let you inherit the name of the ghost kitchen, and I would have taught you everything that should have been taught to you, but now it seems that I was wrong, and you can't support the Zhu family's store alone!" A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the old Zhu Tou, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Er, but he did not finish his words.

"Enough!" Huang Ming broke out at this time, he glanced at us coldly, and said

"You are all capable people with names and surnames, I don't understand the things you said, and I don't want to understand them, I just want to know one thing, what will happen to my sister?"

"Marrying into the Hang family, it is the Hang family, how she is, it has nothing to do with you!" Hang Bian said quietly.

"Fart!" Huang Ming was furious, pointed to Hang Bian's nose and said

"If my sister is from the Hang family, after she dies, how do you bury her, do you bury her in the ancestral grave of the Hang family, or send her back to our Huang family?" Hang Bian was silent for a while before speaking

"She can't enter the ancestral grave of our Hang family!"

"Look, just now I kept saying that it was your Hang family, and if you don't enter your Hang family's ancestral grave, what kind of Hang family is it?" Huang Ming was unforgiving, and asked menacingly.

"Don't go to the ancestral grave, it's for her good!" Old Zhu Tou suddenly added a mouthful, drawing our attention to it.

Cat flutter Chinese