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This Zhao Haipeng suddenly asked me to say to the old lady, "Those dishes are Yin Wujia invited his grandmother to eat", which really made me puzzled and a little surprised.

But who told us to ask for him? If we have a request, we can only do what he says.

Then, I took the menu and went upstairs.

At this time, the old lady sat leisurely in the chair of the hotel room, there was no little horror on her body, the old lady saw me coming, she was really happy not to want it, and quickly stretched out her cold hand and dragged me to sit in a place "chatter".

If I didn't know that this old lady was a resentful spirit, I would have thought of him as an ordinary old lady, but after knowing the truth, I felt like someone had inserted a few red-hot strips in my buttocks, and I was restless.

Since I couldn't sit still, as soon as my butt was against the chair, I stood up like a spring, handed the menu to the old lady and told him to order quickly.

I'm afraid that the old lady won't have a bad heart, so I also made up nonsense: "Today is our hotel's "Respect for the Old and Love the Young Day", but all the old people who come will be free of charge, as long as you eat well, we will be happy. ”

After listening to my words, the old lady couldn't close her mouth like a flower, and praised me for being sensible and well-behaved, and said that if I had been so well-behaved and filial, this hotel would not have been treated as a toilet by her.

I felt that there was something in the old thing's words, but I dared to ask at the time, so I had to wait for her to order with a smiling face.

At this time, Zhao Haipeng suddenly walked up from the kitchen downstairs with a big bowl of ox blood tofu soup, he raised his eyes to look at me, and deliberately slowed down his pace when he passed the door of the old lady's single room, so that the fragrance of the ox blood soup would overflow.

The old lady who smelled the fragrant smell suddenly froze for a moment, and then he raised his head and looked at Zhao Haipeng walking by, still in the direction of the hot air.

At that moment, I seemed to see a dark red color flashing in the old lady's eyes.

Then, as if petrified, the old lady held the menu in her hands and stared blankly in the direction of the door.

I looked at the old lady's expression, and I felt a pang of joy in my heart, feeling that this "resentful spirit" who didn't know where it came from had been hooked by the smell of scratching my heart.

This fishing dish can really be fished!

After Zhao Haipeng served the ox blood soup, he was not idle, and then he brought it up again, and even I felt hungry and my index finger moved the ground pot catfish. When he finally served the sweet and sour carp with a knife changed from "orchid flowers", the old lady in the dark red jacket couldn't sit still at all, she stood up, touched the corner of her mouth, turned her head and asked me, "I said boss! That table of dishes belongs to the guest? It smells strange!"

Finally, when this important moment came, I replied without even thinking about it: "That's the meal that our Yin Wujia invited his grandmother to eat." People haven't come yet. ”

"Yin Wujia?" The old lady said to me with wide eyes, "I am Yin Wujia and his grandmother! Tonight is my birthday, and Yin Wujia said that he would hold a banquet to honor me, so let me come first." I didn't expect the banquet he set up to be here! It seems that I have found the ground crookedly. ”

The old lady drooled as she spoke, and the spit almost splashed in my face, and I looked at her casual attitude, and I really didn't know if she was lying to me or to herself. But since he wants to eat those fishing dishes, it is exactly what Zhao Haipeng and I mean.

So, I pretended to be surprised, patted my thigh and said, "It turned out to be you! I'm greeting you with something more delicious. ”

After saying this, I helped the old lady into the next room with a three-course meal, and then quickly closed the door and ran downstairs as if she were in danger.

Downstairs, Zhao Haipeng was watching the fish in front of the fish tank in my back kitchen, and after he turned his head and saw me come out, he handed me a Beidaihe cigarette roll, and said to me: "It's all done?"

I was so busy with my breath that I couldn't speak, I just nodded my head to say that it was done.

Zhao Haipeng let out a sigh, then took out some millet, put it in a black porcelain bowl, lit the cigarette in his hand, didn't smoke, and went straight into the middle of the bowl of millet.

He let out a long breath and looked at the slow-burning cigarette with a relieved look.

He said to himself, "When the smoke is over, the old lady finishes eating, and all this is over, do you want to know what is going on?"

I nodded, deaf to me.

Zhao Haipeng stared at the little slow-burning cigarette butt and said to me: "I can tell you the ins and outs of everything, but there is one thing, you can't talk nonsense, otherwise the reputation of Yin Wujia and his granddaughter Yin Numei will be ruined." Understood?"

As soon as I heard that the haunted thing of this hotel was related to the goddess Yin Nu Mei in my heart, I was interested, and I just asked Zhao Haipeng to give me more details.

Zhao Haipeng looked at my water tank fish, and said quickly: "Boss Huo, your restaurant has been open for five years, right? The first two years of business were not easy, until the past three years, this business suddenly became popular, and everyone loves to eat fish dishes made by Yin Wujia, and there are many repeat customers, and you have also made a lot of money from it, remember?"

I nodded, I had experienced all of these situations. Although I can't think of why the experience of the past five years has been almost reversed, but the hotel business is good, who cares about that? But this time, after Zhao Haipeng brought it up again, I suddenly felt a little unnatural.

Looking at the way Zhao Huanpeng stared at those fish, I was also very strange, could it be that when Yin Wujia was alive, he put something in his fish dish that made the guests addicted?

Let the guests eat addictive things, nothing more than a big smoke gourd, morphine, marijuana and other contraband, this thing is found to be a death, now the food bureau is tight, I don't dare to put it to death, that Yin Wujia honest person, can it be said that in order to make money, put these behind my back?!

I shuddered and asked Zhao Haipeng: "When Yin Wujia is alive...... You won't put a forbidden drug in my guest's fish dish, will you?"

Zhao Haipeng shook his head and said: "This is not true, but when he made fish dishes, he used an evil ancient spell called the 'Yin Grudge Method'. Everyone is addicted to the fish dishes made in that way, but there is absolutely nothing to be bored with. ”

Zhao Haipeng and I explained that this "Yin Resentment Method" is owned by a gang called "White Dragon Palace" in Sichuan cuisine, and it is an ancient "food spell" involving gods and ghosts, which is similar to Miao Jiang's Gu eating technique, which can collect the resentment of living creatures for their own use to collect wealth.

Zhao Haipeng understands some of the "collection of yin resentment", the specific method is to catch a nine-month-old black cat, poke its seven orifices with scissors, make it painful, and then live leg hair, add salt, and secret medicine to soak in the water urn, the cat's body will decompose little by little with the special medicine in the water urn, and finally become a black and viscous "juice".

But in the whole process, until the moment the cat's heart stops beating, it will not die, and the resentment of the beast due to the pain will accumulate deeper and deeper, and finally it will dissolve in the thick black liquid of the jar. And that puddle of stuff is also the so-called "resentment".

After the resentment is made, it can be used directly as a seasoning, or mixed into the fish food to feed the fish, that thing is mixed into the seasoning, and then infects people, which will make the diner's body more or less attached to some dead cat resentment, according to legend, the cat's resentment can only be calmed when eating fresh fish, so the cat's resentment arouses the appetite, and the guests naturally eat more.

Moreover, there are many such things, which can not only attract customers, but also change their fortunes in a short period of time, allowing people to "borrow their lives for money".

After Zhao Haipeng said this, my eyes were almost on the ground. I can't believe this is something that Yin Wujia once did. And such a thing, why does Zhao Haipeng know so much about it?

I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

Zhao Haipeng stared at the slowly burning smoke: "The whole thing is written in Yin Wujia's will, do you remember the story you read to me with a preface that doesn't match the afterword?"

I nodded, how could I forget.

Zhao Haipeng said in detail, that story is actually a kind of code language called 'Huogong language', which is a platform for informing important information between cooks in the old society, just like the black words of the Northeast bandits, 'The king of heaven covers the tiger, and the demon of Pagoda Town', it is just fun for laymen to listen to, but in the ears of our cooks, it is another kind of information.

He also said that all the exquisite cooks will use this kind of code language to write it, and as for the message of my article, it is actually Yin Wujia asking him to help block the evil and let me survive. And I, who is the 'old lady with a small face' mentioned in that article. ’

Zhao Haipeng's words are amazing enough, I don't know why these cooks are so different from what I imagined, to the point that they are as ruthless as Huo Hailong, whom my grandfather met.

Moreover, Zhao Haipeng also mentioned the "Five Organs Temple" just now, and this is the only outsider who has mentioned this "temple" except for my family.

After saying that, Zhao Haipeng continued to tell me: "The speed of collecting money with this kind of 'black sauce' made by the method of collecting yin and resentment is very fast, which is why you have made a lot of money by opening a restaurant in the past three years. In three years, Yin Wujia killed three cats in that cruel way, and also accumulated three years of black cat resentment in your hotel. This method damages yin virtue, so the yang longevity of yin wujia has also changed from thirty years to three years, and after he dies, the next person the cat resentful spirit will kill is you!"

"Me?!" I was stunned, "It has nothing to do with my half a dime!"

"Yes, because you opened this shop!" Zhao Haipeng stood up and said to me: "The reason why cats are used in this method is because cats are one of the 'Five Immortals in the South', and they are naturally spiritual and hold grudges, and their grievances are no smaller than people's. So in the past three years, those cat grievances have become lingering ghosts in your hotel. ”

"I didn't do it to become a yin spirit!" I roared.

"Didn't you do it?" Zhao Haipeng said in disbelief: "People have a 'law of cause and effect', think about it carefully, three years ago, was it Yin Wujia who did these foolish things after earning your consent?"

Zhao Haipeng's words quickly pulled me back to the past, three years ago, a midsummer night.

It turned out that on that day, Yin Wujia "sold" my soul.