"Oops, this turn came too suddenly, I thought that the insurance MM would be fooled, but I didn't expect that I would bite the gold halfway, and it would be a bad dish!"

"Yes, insurance MM doesn't seem to be good this time, she's a human, how can she make up dishes for ghosts?"

"Especially this dish, she bragged so hard before, it took three years to make it, I don't think I can make it up, right?"

"The ghost's dish, the material should be a person, but what this person is going to do, I don't know, when the demon anchor chose the queen before, I asked the female ghost cook, I don't know if the insurance MM can get some inspiration from there. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's difficult, a dish has been made for three years, how do you make this up?"

"It's not a story, it doesn't matter if there is a little bit of a loophole, once the insurance MM makes a mistake, it will kill someone!"

"Sure enough, the way out found by insurance MM is wrong, Jiang is still old and spicy, and this live broadcast still has to rely on the demon anchor. ”

“・・・・・・”

Wang Jia also never expected that such a change would occur in the way of life deduced.

But no matter what, the accident has happened, and there is no time to regret it, to sigh, only to face it.

"Your Majesty, you have asked all the questions before, and the grass people will write them down, but the grass people need to be quiet, and I hope that within these ten minutes, Your Majesty will not let people disturb the grass people. ”

Wang Jia made another request.

Although the craft of writing the world's first dish seems to be an impossible task, it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, and she will not give up.

I have to fight again!

"Accurate!"

Fortunately, the ghost emperor agreed to this request, otherwise, surrounded by ghosts, there was no discussion left, and it would be called real despair.

"Take her to the Spiegel Hall!"

The ghost emperor gave an order, and immediately a female ghost took Wang Jia to a classroom.

After driving Wang Jia into the "Spiegel Hall", a female ghost walked in, the eyeless female ghost who took the lead in asking Lu Fan how he died.

It's just that this female ghost obviously can't recognize the chef in front of her, who is the official who has "loved each other" with her before.

"Mr. Chef, you only have ten minutes, and after ten minutes, you can't write anything, or your majesty is not satisfied with what you write・・・・・・" The eyeless female ghost slapped a wad of white paper on the table, licked her lips, and showed a hint of greed, "The slave is looking forward to your inability to write." ”

"I'm pressed for time, don't bother me. Wang Jia glanced at the eyeless female ghost, stretched out her hand and pointed out, "Get out!"

"Enjoy your last moments. ”

The eyeless female ghost turned and walked out.

Seeing the figure of the eyeless female ghost disappearing, Wang Jia also got up immediately, and after walking from the front door to the back door, her face began to look ugly.

The front and back doors of the classroom, and even the back windows, are guarded by female ghosts.

If you want to run, you can't run!

"Oh no, now I'm in the trap and completely fall into the hands of ghosts. Wang Jia no longer had any strength in his body, and his whole person softened on the seat, "Lu Fan, I hope you find the right way to live, I am now imprisoned by ghosts, and I can't make any waves, everything depends on you!"

However, Wang Jia didn't give up, sitting there, thinking about how to make up the process of the world's first dish, if she could make it up, there would be a way to live.

・・・・・・

Compared with Wang Jia's life and death crisis, Lu Fan went relatively smoothly.

He wrote the words "ghost hundreds of years ago" on a white paper mask, put it on his face, and easily found the ghost farmer sleeping in a classroom.

If Lu Fan wakes up the farmer ghost as a human being, the farmer ghost wakes up and sees a human in front of him, and he will definitely eat him, only by writing a new identity on the white paper mask, becoming a ghost, and then waking up the farmer ghost, it is safe.

Wang Jia is sure that writing a new identity on a white paper mask is the way to live, and she is not wrong, this link is necessary, but she is in the wrong direction, the white paper mask is not used by her, Lu Fan's usage is correct.

It is said that there are ten teaching buildings on this abandoned campus, and the number of classrooms is not small.

But Lu Fan doesn't need to check all the classrooms.

The modern ghosts in these teaching buildings have never heard of any ancient ghosts, which is to tell Lu Fan that there is no intersection between the modern ghosts and the farmer ghosts, that is to say, where there are modern ghosts, it is not where the ghost emperor lives.

There is a modern ghost school building, which can be directly excluded.

When Wang Jia left, Lu Fan already knew that there were modern ghosts in the two teaching buildings, so he only needed to check the remaining eight teaching buildings.

Moreover, Lu Fan is wearing a mask on his face and has become a "ghost", even if he has no "friendship" with those modern ghosts in the teaching building, everyone is a ghost, and modern ghosts have not done anything to Lu Fan, an "ancient ghost".

In this way, Lu Fan did not encounter any danger, and found the teaching building without modern ghosts.

It took less than a minute to investigate from 1001 to the back, and the farmer ghost was found lying on the podium in classroom 1005.

This ghost is dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a Chinese face and broad shoulders, and a big body, if it weren't for a big gap in his neck, he wouldn't be able to tell that this was a ghost, and he thought that this was a group performance of which crew was resting.

"Big brother, wake up, don't sleep!"

Thinking that Wang Jia might be in danger, Lu Fan hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push the farmer ghost's shoulder.

"Who are you?"

With two pushes, the farmer ghost opened his eyes.

"Big brother, I was just passing by, and when I saw you lying on the ground, I ・・・・・・"

Lu Fan smiled.

"Big brother, alas, you came at an inopportune time, you don't know what a beautiful dream I just had. ”

・・・・・・

Wang Jia was desperate.

Think about those ghost dishes, what steamed dead baby heads, boiled giant views, this disgusting thing, how did she write?

What's more, it was still a dish that took three years, and I don't know how disgusting it was.

Ten minutes, and that was it.

The Ghost Emperor took his concubines into the classroom and walked in front of Wang Jia.

"Mr. Chef, what about the craftsmanship of that dish?"

The Ghost Emperor stretched out his hand to Wang Jia.

Wang Jia glanced at the Ghost Emperor and ignored it at all.

She had always been afraid of ghosts, but now that she was dying, she was not so afraid.

"Hehe, Lu Fan, goodbye. ”

A bleak smile appeared on the corner of Wang Jia's mouth, and she persevered to the end, didn't she survive this live broadcast?

"I didn't write it. ”

The Ghost Emperor's gaze fell on the blank paper, and a grimace began to grow hideous.

"Yes, I didn't write it, I didn't want to write it. ”

Wang Jia said very shamefully.

"Uncle, Mr. Chef, do you think that if you are a master outside the square, I will look at you differently? Tell you, no matter who angers me, there is only one end, to become my food!"

The ghost emperor opened his mouth, his head split in half, and devoured Wang Jia.

Wang Jia thought that she was dead, but at this moment, the ghost emperor turned into ashes in front of her eyes.

All the other female ghosts also turned into ashes.

Even this individual classroom is slowly starting to decompose.

"I—I'm not dead?"

Wang Jia jumped up happily.

She was ready to die, but she survived at the moment of dying, and this great joy from death to life was something she had never experienced in her life.

"The Ghost Emperor disappeared, that is, he woke up from a dream. It seems that Lu Fan is right, and I really can't compare to him. ”