Wang Jia still didn't stand on Lu Fan's side in the end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After thinking about it, she chose to believe in herself, she believed in the life path of the white paper mask, absolutely yes, Lu Fan said that all this was the dream of the ghost emperor, which was ridiculous.

Next, Lu Fan's goal is to investigate the teaching buildings one by one and find the dreaming farmer ghost, while Wang Jia's goal is to go to the Jinluan Hall or the Tianxiang Hall to find the ghost emperor.

The road after the two can no longer continue to walk together.

"Lu Fan, if my life is right, I will call you as soon as possible. ”

"Me too. ”

Wang Jia and Lu Fan, the two survivors who came along the way, were separated.

"Wang Jia, don't support it!"

Looking at the back of Wang Jia leaving, Lu Fan said silently in his heart.

In all fairness, Wang Jia once risked his life to save Lu Fan in classroom 1004, but Lu Fan still wanted Wang Jia to be with him.

It's just that it's not a debate class in college now, and ghosts will rush out to kill people at any time, and he has no time to convince Wang Jia at all, so he can only take care of himself first.

If this is the dream of the farmer ghost, he wakes up the farmer ghost, then the farmer ghost wakes up, this dream no longer exists, and Wang Jia's danger will be lifted, which is the only thing that is more fortunate.

Now that you know that this is a dream of the Ghost Emperor, where can you find the Ghost Emperor?

This is actually quite simple, and the hints given by the live broadcast are enough.

Why is the "Golden Luang Palace" a separate classroom?

Why do oil sellers and archers speak modern words?

Why did the concubines of the ghost emperor use mobile phones that did not exist in ancient times?

That's because the Ghost Emperor is dreaming in the classroom!

The farmer who died in rebellion, even if he had the dream of being an emperor, he was just a farmer, he had never seen the real Jinluan Palace, and he didn't know what the Jinluan Palace looked like, so the Jinluan Palace in his dream was not the kind of golden palace, but the appearance of the classroom where he lived.

In this classroom, he watched the classmates play with their mobile phones, listening to them say those modern words such as gutter oil and pretending ratio, and for some reason, he was more impressed by them, so in the dream, these elements appeared.

Only this is a dream that can explain everything unreasonable and inconsistent in this live broadcast.

That's why Lu Fan is so sure, dreams are the truth, and waking up the peasant ghost who dreams of the emperor is the way to live.

That's right, Wang Jia's guess of writing on the mask is also very reasonable, but writing on the mask is unreasonable, and it can't be answered at all.

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Wang Jia grabbed the mask with his left hand, put his right index finger in his mouth, and muttered as he walked.

"The early dynasty is gone, the official position is definitely not written, the ghost emperor for a god chef, so easily let his officials out, even the early dynasty is not needed, it can be seen that he really likes to eat, write 'god chef', it should be possible. ”

"Divine Chef, you can't just do what you say, let the Ghost Emperor wait for three or five years to come back, or, Divine Chef has invented the most delicious dish, the ingredients are extremely rare, and you need to prepare it for three or five years?"

"Yes, that's it!"

Wang Jia bit the fingers of her right hand and wrote the two big characters "God Chef" on the white paper mask with blood.

Almost as soon as she finished writing, she saw a female ghost under a tree.

The female ghost had her back to her, squatting on the ground, her head stretched out, as if she was observing a nest of ants on the ground, Nima, who had become ghosts and was so emotional.

Wang Jia held her breath and tensed her nerves, ready to escape at any time.

"That, in the Xia Shen Kitchen, I have heard that His Majesty is wise and powerful, it is the blessing of the world, I admire it in my heart, and I specially came to serve Your Majesty, I don't know where Your Majesty is?"

Wang Jia rubbed her hands and cautiously shouted to the female ghost.

The female ghost stood up and turned around.

The female ghosts all have hideous faces, and Wang Jia doesn't know which one is which, but she can only be sure that this is one of the thirty beauties of the ghost emperor.

"It's Mr. Chef~"

The female ghost's gaze fell on Wang Jia, and she walked towards the two of them, and the small broken steps also had a little taste, if it wasn't for the first-class blood in one step.

“yes！”

Wang Jia clenched her fist fiercely, the female ghost will treat her as a ghost again, as the person written on the mask, this way of life is right!

"Lu Fan, I really don't understand, you are so smart, why do you make a mistake, you have to say what kind of dream this is?"

Wang Jia secretly felt sorry for Lu Fan, thinking that if he had the opportunity, he would definitely call Lu Fan.

"Mr. Chef, you came at the right time, Your Majesty has been talking about it all day long, I'm tired of eating this, I'm tired of eating that, we slaves and maids, I don't know what to do, it's great that you're here." ”

The female ghost walked over and reached out to hold Wang Jia's hand.

Wang Jia felt that his right hand fell into a cold stickiness, especially the stickiness and sliding, feeling very uncomfortable, as soon as he lowered his head, the female ghost's miserable white ghost claws, and a trace of black blood spilled out between her fingers.

Wang Jia was sick to her stomach for a while, and almost vomited, so she hurriedly pulled her hand out.

"Take me to Your Majesty. ”

Wang Jia subconsciously took two steps away from the female ghost.

"Mr. Chef, please come with the slaves. ”

The female ghost "slender jade hand" raised her hand, covered her mouth with her hand, ate and smiled, laughed out two taels of black blood, and led the way in front.

After walking for about half a minute, the female ghost brought Wang Jia to the "Tianxiang Palace", the ghost emperor sat on the podium with a golden knife, and several "beauties" surrounded him, hugged by him left and right, up and down his hands, so not romantic.

"Your Majesty, the Divine Chef has come to pay a visit. ”

The female ghost stood at the door of the classroom and bowed down.

"Divine Chef?" The Ghost Emperor suddenly came to his senses, pushed the female ghosts around him, stood up, stretched out his head and saw Wang Jia standing at the door of the classroom, and hurriedly greeted him, "Mr. Divine Chef, come from afar, you have missed the welcome, forgive your sins, forgive your sins!"

"This divine chef is obviously made up by me, and in the cognition of these ghosts, there is no such identity at all. But once I write God Chef on the mask, all these ghosts will think of me as God Chef, and God Chef on the mask, this is the way to live, that's right!"

Seeing that the ghost emperor was so enthusiastic, Wang Jia was even more sure of this way of life in his heart.

"Your Majesty is polite, although the grass people live in seclusion overseas and don't ask about the world, they have long heard of His Majesty's wisdom. ”

Wang Jia was also happy in her heart, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Mr. Chef, I wanted to send someone to invite you before, but I didn't expect you to go to my palace first, I and you, it's really fate!" "When Chef arrived, the Ghost Emperor seemed to be in a good mood, waved his hand, and walked in front of Wang Jia, "Mr. Chef, I will take you to visit a good place, which is guaranteed to open your eyes!"

Wang Jia has no interest in the ghost emperor's "good place", she doesn't agree with the ghost aesthetics at all, the ghost emperor said "good place", God knows how terrifying and disgusting the place is.

"Your Majesty, it's like this, the grass people have lived in seclusion for many years, and they have worked hard to invent a new dish. The grass people are very confident in this dish, and it is no exaggeration to say that this is the best dish in the world. The grass people came this time to dedicate this dish to His Majesty, and only a master like His Majesty deserves to eat this dish!"

Gritting his teeth, Wang Jia said this.

You can't follow the nose of the ghost emperor, God knows what kind of mess will happen halfway!