The wayfinder stared at the dog dumbfounded.

Chickens and dogs jump inside.

Tang Dai smiled, warm and friendly.

"Friendly reminder, I can breathe when I see me!"

"Shhh

The Asker gasped.

"Huh...... Hiss...... Sizzle! ”

Wait, I'm a ghost, I don't have to breathe!

"Big brother, you ...... Why are you here? ”

The wayfinder's voice trembled, trembling with a hint of flattery.

"See, waiter medal, glorious worker, what...... Don't want to see me? ”

"No, no, it's just that when I see you, I feel too kind, like seeing family!"

"Hey, you're diabetic, aren't you? The mouth is so sweet? ”

"How do you know I have diabetes in front of me?"

“……”

Tang Dai led the wayfinder to the table and sat down: "Tell me, what do you want to eat in the morning?" ”

"Brother, do you have any recommendations here?"

"Recommended?"

"Yes, I'll eat whatever you recommend!"

"You're really asking me this question, I'll take a look at the menu!"

With that, Tang Dai picked up the menu on the table.

glanced at it, and almost didn't spit it out.

Vinegar slips people's intestines, dry stir-fried appendix, fried high play, halal brain flower......

The wayfinder looked at the menu and swallowed his saliva.

In the hollow eye sockets, blue flames flickered.

It's expecting Don Dai's recommendation.

Tang Dai snapped and flipped the menu to the reverse side.

On the page is written three big words: "Human Food Page".

The main dishes are high-pot chicken soup, chicken mushrooms, back to the pot meat, and stir-fried cabbage......

"This page looks much more comfortable!"

"Brother, you're not going to recommend people to me for food, are you?"

The wayfinding ghost is about to cry, and he was tossed for a day yesterday.

The person didn't catch a person, and he was still caught by Tang Dai with a headhunter crab all the time.

The loss of vitality is huge.

Early this morning, he gritted his teeth and thought about coming to the Rose Hotel.

Spend some money, eat some human flesh, and replenish your vitality.

I never thought I would encounter this fierce god again.

I also want him to eat human food.

He said in despair: "Brother, oh no, Dad, the key is, I can't afford to eat people!" ”

Tang Dai Xunsheng looked at the price of human food.

114 ghost coins for high pot chicken soup and 64 ghost coins for chicken stewed mushrooms.

The cheapest stir-fried bok choy costs 24 ghost coins.

He squinted his eyes again and looked at the price of ghost food, which was basically around a few tenths of a ghost coin.

As long as it is a dish related to people, the most expensive one is only a ghost coin.

Tang Dai sighed: "Human food is indeed a bit expensive!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The wayfinder ignited hope, and he couldn't afford to hurt himself because of his poor family.

"Then I would like to recommend a high-pot chicken soup for you!"

“？？？”

"What? Not happy? Tang Daihu blushed and asked in a deep voice: "Who said just now that I can eat whatever I recommend?" ”

"Gladly! Gladly! ”

The wayfinder was frightened and hurriedly took out a large handful of ghost coins from the black gas.

Hurriedly handed it to Tang Dai.

Tang Dai's face changed instantly, took the ghost coin and said with a smile: "That's right, you see, drinking chicken soup is a beautiful death!" ”

The way-finding ghost cried, the ghost coins he had accumulated for many years!

It's really a night back to before liberation.

On the way to the kitchen, Ying Ning asked curiously, "Why do you want to bully such a little ghost?" ”

"Bully it?"

"I, Tang Dairen, gave the nickname of the Great Lady of the World, it unloaded people's legs in front of me, and I want to avenge the people who were unloaded by it!"

After that, Tang Dai looked indignant and clenched his fists.

"Look at your bloody appearance, that person is your dearest relative and friend? Or siblings? ”

"Whew! It's just a classmate.,The kind that I basically don't know.。 ”

“……”

Can Tang Dai say that he was careful and avenged himself in his previous life?

Doesn't that seem small?

He is even less likely to tell Ying Ning that he can collect emotions......

According to memory, Don Dai walked to the kitchen.

It's not so much a kitchen as a slaughterhouse.

When I played games in my previous life, I would be asked if I needed the kind of mosaic.

Thrown on the board was the carcass of chickens, ducks, geese, fish, pigs and other animals.

Mixed among the animals was the broken arm of a man.

On the edge of the board, the black and red liquid that was ticking and falling, I don't know if it was human blood or animal blood.

People are no different from animals here.

Oh no, people are cheaper than animals.

Walking up to a ghost chef with a white top hat, Tang Dai said directly: "A high pot of chicken soup." ”

The ghost chef twisted his face and glanced at Tang Dai in surprise: "Are you sure it's chicken soup?" ”

"Sure!" Tang Dai gave the ghost chef a deep look.

Damn, it's ugly!

Ugly I've never seen in two lifetimes combined!

Tang Dai asked curiously: "By the way, will the guests have no appetite when they see your face?!" ”

"Rage from Ghost Chef +2450"

Ghost Chef: ???

I'm ugly, but you're not so insulting, are you?

The ghost chef smiled sadly: "I see that you are very handsome, why don't you give me your face?" ”

It picked up the kitchen knife in its hand and made two strokes next to Tang Dai's face.

Tang Dai was also shocked, this emotional value!

This meow, the chef ghost is likely to be fiercer than the white dress!

A grade green ghost thing, don't go to the street to make a name.

Nestled up in this tiny kitchen as a cook?

Tang Dai's kick can be regarded as a kick on the iron plate.

In his last life, the chef of Baker's Street of the Dead was just a mid-to-white man!

Cold sweat flowed down, and Tang Dai hurriedly called Ying Ning: "Sister, if you do it later, you have to help me!" ”

Ying Ningjiao smiled: "Don't help, who made your mouth owe!" ”

"We signed a contract!"

"Hehe, equal contract!"

", ruthless!"

……

The blade in the chef's hand exudes a solemn aura.

Before he touched Tang Dai, Tang Dai felt pain in his face.

Mother, this knife is likely to be on the same level as the blood-stained knife!

Holding a knife of the same level in his hand, one identity green, one identity white, how to fight?

"Grandma, force me!"

Tang Dai was also angry, and he kicked the iron plate in his mouth, and he admitted it.

If he can't beat him, he admits it.

But he had to save his life.

You can only use guns!

Don Dai pulled out a bloodstained gun and aimed it at the chef ghost in a standard stance.

"Hey, sir, times have changed!"

He thinks he's a handsome yuppie now!

It's just that the pretending didn't take half a second, and the gun hadn't even opened yet.

The chef ghost dodged and snatched the blood-stained spear from Tang Dai's hand.

Caressing it like caressing her own daughter.

"Where did you get this gun?"

The chef asked slowly.

"Thoughts from the Chef Ghost +6000"

Tang Dai remained stunned with a gun.

I'm Don, the Traveler, the Reborn, the Opener, the Dai.

The gun was taken away without even firing it?

I'm Nima, don't I want to lose face?

The chef turned the gun and pointed it at Tang Dai, repeating what he had just said: "Tell me, where did you get this gun?" ”