Chapter 3 Little girl, your mother called you home
"What book do you want to read?"
Seeing Cheng Hao come in, the handsome young man nodded and greeted casually.
"I'm the owner of the grocery store opposite, so I just come in and have a look, so I don't have to bother. While speaking, Cheng Hao walked slowly to the bookshelf, picked up a supernatural book and read it.
The young bookstore owner didn't say anything anymore, his eyes checked Cheng Hao, and after he seemed to find that the other party was a human being and not a ghost, he once again focused on the little Lori sitting on the small bench.
This little Lori is very short, wears a lot of clothes, and her delicate face is like a skillful work of art, and after perceiving the gaze of the bookstore owner and Cheng Hao, she raised her little head a little innocently, revealing a coquettish look.
Scold!
After Cheng Hao's casual glance, he took his gaze back and put it on the book in his hand, although Lori is good, but it is not his dish, especially this Lori, she is still a pseudo-Lori possessed by a ghost.
"Uncle, my mom is about to pick me up, I'll go out first!"
After a while, Xiao Lori put down the comic book in her hand, said hello to the young shopkeeper, and then looked at Cheng Hao with some curiosity, and walked out of the door of the bookstore with innocent steps.
Cheng Hao didn't bother with Xiao Lori, he is now very interested in this small bookstore called the Late Night Book House, this spiritual world of cultivation is named after the Late Night Book House, presumably the development of the story is all unfolded here, right?
However, a minute later, Cheng Hao frowned and put down the book in his hand, there were some things he didn't want to care, but now he had to take care of some things, after all, today, that person invited him to a meal.
Nodding to the bookstore owner, Cheng Hao didn't say anything, and directly pushed the door and walked out under the scrutinizing gaze of the shopkeeper.
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In the noodle shop next door, Xu Qinglang was chattering about something in front of the two human skin masks in the kitchen, but suddenly, he found that a little Lori appeared behind him at some point.
The little girl opened her mouth and her long tongue sticked out, long, long, scary-looking!
"The yin is in order, and the dead are on the road. A gloomy child's voice came from the little girl's mouth, like a messenger of the soul.
Whoa!
The two human skin masks, which were originally shiny in texture, suddenly shook involuntarily, gradually becoming dry and wrinkled, and two white air currents slowly flowed on the human skin masks, and finally converged into two middle-aged ghosts, a man and a woman.
The two ghosts were confused, as if they had lost their minds, and walked step by step along the long tongue of the little girl, as if the end of the girl's tongue was the passage of hell to the hell where they were supposed to go.
Squeak!
An inopportune knock sounded, and with the sound of the voice, the little girl's long tongue, which was stretching out, was suddenly forced to retract for no reason. At the same time, the two ghosts, which were originally muddy, also turned into two white air currents as if they had been pardoned, and once again attached to the human skin mask.
"Lao Xu, I'm a little hungry at night, can you help me make a bowl of noodles?"
Pushing the door and walking in, Cheng Hao greeted Xu Qinglang with a frightened face like an old acquaintance, and then set his eyes on the little Lori who looked a little surprised and profound.
"Little girl, your mother told you to go home, don't run around when it's late, you know?"
Seeing that Xiao Lori was still a little stunned, Cheng Hao couldn't help but play with it, pinched the other party's little face like porcelain, and then took her little hand and led her outside the noodle restaurant.
The little girl followed behind Cheng Hao in a daze, her body was a little restrained, like a ghost from hell who met the king of Yama, who was in charge of hell's life and death, her body was restrained, and she didn't dare to disobey her.
"My lord, why?" Watching Cheng Hao walk towards the noodle shop again in a little confusion, Little Lori mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice.
"I don't want to take care of your work, but the shop owner, I still owe him a meal, I have to pay it back, do you understand?"
Cheng Hao's meaning is very clear, you can send other ghosts to the underworld, but this Xu Qinglang's parents, he Cheng Hao saved them!
It's not about consulting you, it's about informing you. There is no room for bargaining!
Ignoring the little Lori, who was still a little stunned, Cheng Hao pushed the door in again, anyway, it was just a matter of convenience, and it was worth it if he could exchange it for a long-term free meal ticket.
In the Yang God World, he is used to reaching out for food and opening his mouth, and now he asks Cheng Hao to prepare food and cook by himself, which is a little difficult for him.
In the three months of this world, the most important thing for Cheng Hao is to eat! And Xu Qinglang, the owner of the noodle restaurant, is a chef who meets Cheng Hao's requirements.
When he entered the noodle restaurant, he found Xu Qinglang still standing in a daze, what happened just now has not made him come back to his senses.
"Hey, what do you want, are the noodles ready?" Sitting at the dining table, Cheng Hao urged with some dissatisfaction.
"Good... Wait a minute, I'll do it!"
Xu Qinglang rushed into the kitchen with a happy face as if he had just come back to his senses, and then the kitchen sounded a clanging sound.
In less than ten minutes, a bowl of hot beef noodles was brought over by Xu Qinglang, and when it was placed on Cheng Hao's table, he was still a little nervous and instructed: "Brother Cheng, come to eat with me when you are hungry in the future, you can just give me an order to eat whatever you want, just treat this place as your home, don't be polite!"
Although it is not clear why Cheng Hao was able to interrupt the work of the female ghost to extradite the soul, no matter what, he saved the souls of his parents, and he has to repay this kindness!
Isn't it just cooking one more meal a day, this is what he is best at, as long as he can save the soul of his parents, let alone cooking, even if it is with his body... Forget it, he's a man, forget it......
After eating a large bowl full of beef noodles, Cheng Hao stretched out with satisfaction.
This time Xu Qinglang's noodles taste very good, it seems that this cook's cooking level is still very good, and it is not in vain that he offended a little ghost and saved the ghosts of his parents.
In Xu Qinglang's thankful voice, Cheng Hao walked out of the noodle shop. The spirit thought of finding no trace of the little Lori, and after making sure that the other party had left, he didn't delay time at the moment, and took a leisurely step back to his grocery store.
This night, Cheng Hao did not cultivate, but like a mortal, he lay in his bedroom, recalling everything he had done in the past few years, and for a while, he fell into contemplation......