Chapter 30: Dongpo Meat Is Delicious

Today is definitely the most collapsed day in Su Zizhan's life, there has never been such a day before, and it is estimated that there will be no more in the future.

As a heavy sci-fi fan, Su Zizhan has watched a lot of zombie movies, and in these zombie movies, corpse transformation must be one of the essential plots.

But just now, a human being, right in front of his eyes... The corpse ~ has changed ~ ~

He was thinking about whether he wanted to give others a good time, but another inexplicable person jumped out and used a set of operations similar to the jumping god, and actually put the zombies... Cured?

"It's so weird."

As soon as Lu You left, Su Zizhan sighed, surprised to see that there was actually a minibar on the side, went in and took a bottle of liquor and drank it.

The pot where Dongpo meat was boiling in the kitchen, making a gurgling sound, Su Zizhan took a sip of wine, sandwiched a chopstick and fried meat, and ate happily.

Two weeks ago, Su Zizhan's college roommate and good buddy disappeared, and a few days before the disappearance, he sent a message to Su Zizhan, saying that he was going to attend a party on a supernatural website, and he sent him the URL at the end of the chat.

After that day, the good buddy lost contact and called his family to learn that his disappearance had been investigated.

When he was partying in the villa yesterday, Su Zizhan also saw his good buddy's police brother, and at that moment he felt a lot more at ease.

Although I knew that those people were not good people before I came, they would always be safer with the police here.

Su Zizhan, who was eating and drinking, was a little happier, to be honest, he didn't know why he wanted to come here.

To investigate the truth about the disappearance of the good brothers? Obviously he doesn't have the skills.

To eat for a mixed meal? No, no, he has been timid since he was a child, and he is definitely not a person who can eat this bowl of rice.

If you don't think about what you don't understand, you don't want to think about it, and your head is empty, but something that bothers him even more pops up:

He forgot to tell Lu You to go to the grain hotel next to the pharmacy and bring a bottle of rice wine!

Now he was so angry that he jumped to his feet, the troubles in life are troubles, even if the troubles exist, life will continue tomorrow.

But eating is different, if you don't eat this meal well, you will never eat well, no matter how many delicacies you eat in the future, this uneaten meal will always become a thorn in your heart.

Looking at the cataract friend lying next to him, Su Zizhan also figured out the priorities, put the matter of rice wine behind him, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and the stew should be out of the pot.

Lifting the lid of the pot, the unrestrained enthusiasm of the liquor mixed with the fragrance of oil and spices came to the nose, which instantly made Zizhan's troubles disappear.

He expertly brought out the meat on a plate, and looked at the tantalizing color of the white meat and the ultimate collision of soy sauce, and couldn't help but pick up a piece with his fingers and put it in his mouth.

"Lu Hao! Lu Hao? What about you? ”

Lu You held a bottle of alcohol and a box of cephalosporin in his hand, shouting as he ran.

At this time, Lu Hao had woken up leisurely, staring at the ceiling in a daze, when he heard someone call him to respond in a hurry and weakly:

"Eh, I'm here, I'm a little uncomfortable."

"Come on, eat this."

Lu You handed him a bag of cefixicente to drink, and when he took ibuprofen just now, he drank half a bottle of mineral water.

"Your wound is inflamed, just take some anti-inflammatory medicine."

"It hurts, it hurts in my chest."

Lu Hao opened his mouth and made an ugly expression, then pointed to the wound on his chest.

The watermelon knife cut a large hole diagonally, and although the wound was not deep, the visual effect was definitely full.

When he arrived at the car wash, Lu Hao seemed to be hugging the middle-aged fat man, Lu You was a little curious, so he asked:

"I saw you in the car wash with that scary thing with a flat face, I thought you were crazy."

A little bitterness flashed on Lu Hao's face.

"Maybe it's a ghost, I hallucinate when I hear the sound of that wind chime in front of the store, and honestly, I thought it was my mother."

"Hahahahahahahaha

Su Zizhan walked out with the meat, and happened to see Lu You laughing there.

"You're back? Just right, let's eat together. ”

After Hanyang took the candle, he was about to walk through the food court to take the escalator back to the third floor, when he suddenly saw a store with lights on, and looked at it, isn't this the three Lu You who are enjoying the food.

"Hello."

"Oh!"

Su Zizhan shuddered for a moment and didn't dare to look back.

"Huh? Come, sit, sit, eat. ”

Lu You didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, so he beckoned Hanyang to sit down and instructed Su Zizhan to add a pair of chopsticks.

"It's okay, it's a friend, it's our group, don't be afraid."

He patted Su Zizhan vigorously on the back.

"Why are you here?"

Han Yang's tone was very calm, not like a question sentence at all.

"We were hungry, so we brought this chef to cook a big meal, hahahaha."

Lu You was in a good mood, perhaps because the taste of Dongpo meat was so good.

"Oh, I'll eat some too."

"Okay, come on, it's a pity that the chef forgot to stew white rice, you are from Suicheng, can you eat pancakes habitually?"

"Yes."

Hanyang is not ambiguous at all, with a small fried meat, and eats a roast cake in two bites.

An inexplicable dinner made the four people who were originally unrelated instantly a lot closer.

Su Zizhan, who had drunk a lot, began to toast others, and when he arrived at Lu Hao, he was picked up by Lu You.

"Brother Lu, don't bring a drink!"

"You're stupid, he ate cephalosporin...

Zizhan patted his head and said:

"Look at my memory, it's okay, it's okay, keep eating."

"By the way, why are you all here?"

Lu Hao asked.

"Hobbies." Hanyang replied.

"I think this job will have oil and water, and I will eat with my mouth." Su Zizhan is still the same set of rhetoric, in fact, he doesn't know his real purpose very well.

I signed up in a daze, added a group in a daze, entered the villa in a daze, and was tied up here in a daze, everything was in a daze.

Now he just wants to get out alive.

"To live."

Lu You gave an answer that had nothing to do with normal purposes.

"Why? After these two days, I don't think I came here to live, I'm afraid I don't want to live. ”

Lu Hao returned to his old chatter.

"I can't explain the specifics, I'm being held hostage by forces far more terrifying than those who wear masks, and I'll die if I don't come here."

The slightly drunk Lu You said bad things, and Lu Hao was still asking, so they continued to chat meaninglessly.

Lu You's heart was mixed, and his temples ached faintly, obviously it was time to relax, but why did he feel inexplicably tired.

Chatting and chatting, his thoughts had already flown out of the clouds, and the small part of his soul remained in his body to continue to deal with Lu Hao, while the other parts were floating around in various problems in his brain.

The days of being kidnapped by the museum became more and more thrilling day by day, and he was also confused, killed, signed a deed of sale in a daze, and finally became a working boy of the museum.

In fact, it wasn't exactly bad just now, the museum that can buy and sell Yangshou must be a more terrifying force than the masked men.