The waiter answered softly, then turned around and went back to the back kitchen. And Yang Yifan began to think about what he saw and heard when he entered this store, a strange shop, strange waiters, strange soups, and everywhere revealed an unusual weirdness.

And the waiter, the smile on his face has never changed, and he is always exposed with six teeth as white as jade. It looks like the smile of the shopping guide in the store to buy something, and the tone has been cold, and it doesn't sound like a living person.

Not like a living person!?

Yang Yifan chewed on this word in his mouth, and suddenly a thunderbolt struck his brain. Doesn't look like a living person, Meng Po soup? It's a ghost shop, and this waiter is a ghost!

As soon as this thought floated in my heart, I couldn't suppress it anymore. Although Nima said that this is a ghost town in Fengdu, it is not so easy to meet a ghost! He would rather fight with Chrysanthemum Boy for 300 rounds than have a connection with such a strange thing.

I heard that ghosts don't eat physical attacks, so their own simple knives won't be useful, but I don't know if poison magic will be useful to them. Although in the legendary game, poisoncasting can deal with skeletons and zombies, they are all physical monsters. This ghost is formless and insubstantial, who knows where its essence is!

Just when Yang Yifan's heart trembled and he was about to escape, the waiter who was suspected of being a demon came towards Yang Yifan with a tray.

"Hello, your two bowls of Meng Po soup, please enjoy it slowly. With that, he brought the soup from the tray to the table.

"Oh, I'll just do it myself. Yang Yifan said politely as he reached out to pick up the soup bowl. The palm of his hand brushed the waiter's wrist as if he had unintentionally, and at the same time, a poison spell in the other hand was ready to go, once something happened, he would definitely be able to shake the waiter's face at the first time.

But the moment he touched the waiter's skin, Yang Yifan felt the warmth on his skin, and there was a beating pulse!!

Yang Yifan relieved himself at this time, it seemed that he was thinking too much. I'll just say, how can there be a ghost shop on the famous snack street in Fengdu. Even if there is, there are many talented people in Huaguo, and they have already taken these ghosts back to the family nursing home to practice them into pills, how can they be so unlucky to let themselves encounter it.

Since he is not a ghost, Yang Yifan is not afraid at all. Even if this is a black shop, with the Pu knife in his package, plus his left-hand healing technique and right-hand poison technique, who can snatch his money without opening his eyes?

Letting go of all his concerns, Yang Yifan had the leisure to carefully look at the two bowls of Meng Po soup in front of him. It was a porcelain bowl the size of two adult fists, and the blue and white entwined bowls looked very beautiful, but the soup in the bowl looked less beautiful.

It was a muddy yellow color, with tiny bubbles rising from the bottom of the bowl from time to time, and a leaf of indistinguishable species floated on the soup. Although it was in the turbid soup, the leaves were as unstained as green jade, just floating quietly on the surface of the water, floating with the bubbles.

A breeze blew in the store, and Yang Yifan looked carefully into the bowl, but he couldn't see any turbid soup and green leaves. The porcelain bowl in front of me is clearly the elixir and jade liquid, which looks dizzying. The jade ring on the string of the bowl jingled, and the strange fragrance came to the face. Yang Yifan subconsciously picked up the porcelain bowl on the table and sent it directly to his mouth, too late to taste any taste, and drank it all at the mouth of the bowl.

The moment he drank it, Yang Yifan realized that something was wrong, such a strange soup, he actually drank it like this?

But before he could rush to the waiter, he was stunned again. When the soup entered his throat, what he felt was not the surge of water, but the soup turned into sweet, bitter, pungent, sour, and salty flavors, and went straight down his throat.

At the same time that Yang Yifan drank Meng Po soup, the prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind.

"Ding, the host ingested the world's energy medicine, and the vitality was slightly restored. ”

Yang Yifan was shocked, repairing his vitality? Isn't it because he has damaged his vitality that he only has half a month to live, and this soup can actually repair his vitality!

Without saying a word, he directly poured another bowl of Meng Po soup on the table down his throat, and then asked the system urgently.

"I drank two bowls of Meng Po soup, how long can I live now?"

"The host is currently alive for 17 days. The cold voice of the system echoed in Yang Yifan's mind.

17 days, previously 15 days. That is to say, drinking two bowls of Meng Po soup increased the life expectancy by two days. Then if you drink a bowl every day, will you be able to live for a long time!

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan suddenly became excited, stood up from his seat suddenly, and said to the waiter in an excited tone.

"Serve me ten more bowls of Meng Po soup!" He didn't notice that his behavior at this time was exactly the same as Damimi's behavior and tone before.

The waiter shook his head. "Sorry, we only serve one bowl of Meng Po soup per guest. ”

"Then you gave me two bowls just now! Don't talk nonsense, give me ten more bowls, and I'll live with you in the future, just give me ten bowls of Meng Po soup every day." And I also have money, don't worry about me eating yours for nothing. ”

The waiter shook his head again. "I'm so sorry, we really only have one bowl per guest, and our soups are all free and don't charge you money. As for why you were given two bowls, it was because I had a relationship with you. ”

No wonder you didn't stop Dami before he drank the soup and left. But if you have any fate, drink two bowls, nonsense, the ghost has a fate with you!

"You just give me a happy word, how can I drink this soup again, this soup is very important to me!" Yang Yifan still didn't want to give up like this, although each bowl can only increase the life of one day, but it adds up to a lot of days!

The waiter looked at Yang Yifan with a strange and peculiar gaze, and only after a while did a sentence pop out of his mouth.

"In that case, you can go to the ghost town and find our boss, maybe she will help you. The soup you have drunk, the matter has been asked, and you can leave. The waiter really didn't accept Yang Yifan's money, but directly drove him away.

Hmph, leave and leave. Yang Yifan got up and glanced at the kitchen behind the waiter, and then strode towards the door of the small shop, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the time comes, I will catch you first, and then go to the ghost town to catch your boss, and then let you make Meng Po soup for me every day!

Drill through the signboard of Meng Po soup again, cross the small bridge and flow water, Yang Yifan left the bustling snack street directly. When he came back more than ten minutes later, he was already wearing a hat and a robe. Take the girl to the girl, kill and set fire to the fire or wear a vest to be safe.

But when Yang Yifan came straight to the small shop he went to before, he was stunned, the store was still the same store, and the signboard was still Meng Po soup. But the store was full of people, and the cold waiter before was gone.

Crossing the small bridge and flowing water, Yang Yifan walked into the small shop in a daze, and sat in the previous position, a uniformed waiter immediately surrounded him, and said to Yang Yifan with a smile on his face.

"What do you want to eat, handsome guy, we have Meng Po soup, spicy chicken nuggets, ghost buns... ”

The waiter enthusiastically introduced Yang Yifan, but he couldn't hear anything, he only felt that everything he had encountered before was like a dream, and he said subconsciously.

"Two bowls of Meng Po soup... ”