The moment she came in, Qiao An'an was about to throw up.

All these ghosts eat are raw internal organs, insects and the like, and the internal organs don't know if they are human or what, and they are drenched in blood.

Qiao Anan took it, walked to the window, and waited for the "meal".

Those bugs are all sorts of things, even rats, maggots are wrapped in them, Qiao An'an's stomach is churning, Fu Chuanyin, are you all so disgusting?

Offal is still a high-class meal, and only one piece can be served per person.

Looking at the worms wriggling on her plate, Qiao An'an was going crazy.

"Classmate, are you new here?"

The male ghost who was cooking was small, a hanged ghost, with protruding eyes and a drooping tongue.

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