"It's been an easy and enjoyable journey, donor, I was conservative at first."

"You have also seen these weirdness, Amitabha, I dare to say that the old Heavenly Master and the Little Heavenly Master of your Taoist family may not be able to sit in my current position alive."

"Just those zombies just now, if it weren't for my Diamond Sutra body, I would have taken root in my steps, tsk......"

Shuogen shook his head and said with a smile.

They can be considered to have completed the first task.

Now he only needs to survive for another hour to be teleported.

"Huh? Trash can? You're still a food server, huh? ”

Outside the door, the slender ghost who ordered Ji Changhe walked in with a stack of vegetables.

And took out a three-meter-long ticket from his mouth.

It was written what he ordered.

"Gollum ......"

Seeing the appearance of these dishes, Shuogen's newly relaxed heart plucked again.

This can no longer be called a dish.

Rotting flesh crawling with maggots, damp white tentacles......

There are also turning eyeballs and beating hearts......

What should have been in the planing room is now on the plate.

Ji Changhe took a closer look.

The trash can is still very gentle.

The dishes on the table are all ordinary rotten meat, without adding any yin qi, which can be said to be clean and hygienic.

"Amitabha! Donors rest assured, we just need to survive for another hour, and we don't say we have to eat. ”

【Please finish eating】

[Otherwise, you will accept the wrath of the chef]

Before Shuogen's words fell, the red letters in front of him popped out as promised.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Big brother, what do you say?"

“…… Amitabha! Donor, this chef should be a little weird, I actually want to fight with it very much in my heart, after all, my strength has long been needless to say, and it is easy to deal with him. ”

"But fighting it will inevitably affect you, so let's choose to dine in consideration of your safety."

Although as far as the eye can see, none of these foods can be eaten.

Didn't even look at it.

But the chef's anger is certainly not something he can bear!

And according to his experience with thriller games.

The more of these dishes they left, the angrier the chef became.

Ji Changhe fucking asked for the entire menu, he couldn't even think of this anger......

Wait a minute! There's a fish!

Just when Shuogen was desperate, he keenly caught a big fat crucian carp struggling among the many strange foods!

It's a bit perverted to eat live fish, but it's better than the others.

And it's not impossible for the fish to pick and pick thorns or something, and it is not impossible to rub and eat for an hour.

After hesitating for a moment, Shuogen did not remind Ji Changhe this time.

He was barely able to eat this fish himself.

Ji Changhe depends on his own creation, after all, these are all made by him.

After convincing himself, Shuogen swallowed his saliva as well.

"I understand, big brother rest assured."

“…… What? ”

As soon as he wanted to get up and bring the fish over, Ji Changhe said coldly, he understood.

Now that I hear it, I can rest assured that these two words came out of Ji Changhe's mouth.

Shuogen's heart pounded.

And he understands what!

“…… Not what I just ...... Didn't say anything......"

"Big brother, I believe that the tacit understanding between us no longer needs words."

Under Shuogen's puzzled gaze, Ji Changhe smiled confidently.

"The only fish on the menu is 'rotten fish sashimi,' and the introduction is fresh sashimi made from fish that has been dead for ten years."

"Big brother, you kept looking at that fish just now, which obviously means that I want to use this to find fault and find the chef too."

"Then enjoy the chef's wrath while eating in its entirety, double the joy of double the task."

He was analyzing the Tao with his head in his head.

Listening to Shuogen is the buzzing of melon seeds in the brain, and the bottom of his heart is cold.

I didn't even know how to refute it for a while.

"Big brother, there is no need to say more, brother understands you!"

He patted Shuogen.

This chef is supposed to be a boss, and he really wants to see the strength of the boss.

Fortunately, it was the eldest brother who had the courage.

If this is his master, let him eat the fish and wait for him to clear the customs.

"Inside...... Trash can! Wait a minute, don't leave yet! ”

"Tell me what this is?"

Without waiting for Shuogen to refute, Ji Changhe slapped the table and called out the slender ghost who just wanted to leave.

"Are you alive with this fish?"

He pointed to the big fat fish that was about to jump off the table with its tail flicking.

"Wait! What are you going to do! Destroy the evidence! ”

The slender ghost didn't speak, but directly picked up the big fat fish and slapped it twice, and slapped it in the stomach.

Directly hit it and foamed at the mouth and rolled its eyes.

"Donor, I mean ......"

"No, big brother, this involves food safety issues, brothers, can you bear it? I can't bear it anyway. ”

"No, no, Amitabha, I ......"

"Don't worry, big brother, I understand what you mean, I'll deal with it."

The words "reassuring" made Shuogen's heart tremble reflexively.

"Come, give me this fish, go and call your chef over to me, my eldest brother is going to have a fight with your chef for appetizers."

"You're just a garbage can, I don't embarrass you."

Ji Changhe took the physical evidence that had foamed at the mouth, and the big fat fish.

"Brother, you can't die yet."

He slapped twice again, and kindly helped the big fat fish clean up the white foam in his mouth.

He threw the paper he had just wiped his hands in the mouth of the slender ghost.

"So is it really a trash can?"

"If the little heavenly master doesn't say it, the eldest brother himself doesn't know what he's thinking."

"I don't really recognize that the president of the United States is not a little heavenly master"

"Three Goals"

"Big brother: It's all TM for you kid to understand, right?"

"Big Fat Fish: Let Me Die, Thank You"

"What kind of sacred ...... am I blanching the chef?"

The lanky ghost didn't go out.

Stained with blood from his plate, he began to draw circles on the ground.

"Amitabha! This ......."

"Donor, although I am strong, you can't! Don't let it draw, I'm afraid I'll hurt you! ”

Shuogen said in a trembling voice.

He was just talking......

Just looking at the strange symbols of the magic circle on the ground, he began to feel dizzy in his mind.

Hallucinations also seem to begin to appear in front of his eyes.

The food on the table looked at him as if it had come to life, and he grinned.

The sound of rustling in the darkness made his scalp tingle.

The mouth of the big fat fish foaming at the mouth was constantly struggling, and the miserable white fish's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if it was constantly saying something to him......

"Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

After reciting the Buddha's name many times, he shivered and eased up.

And the slender ghost in front of him had already completed its summoning array.

Ancient spells came out of his mouth.

He also made weird dances.

The air in the entire private room seems to freeze.

A gust of wind rose for no reason.

Crows in the garden are flying wildly.

Painful wails came from all directions.

When the spell in the mouth of the slender ghost reached its climax, and when Shuogen's expression reached its most desperate, the big crucian carp in Ji Changhe's hand returned to the light again.

A wisp of purple smoke burst out of the circle.

The smoke cleared.

Nothing happened.

"Whew!"

After waiting five minutes to make sure that nothing could destroy the world was passed on, Shuogen breathed a sigh of relief.

It looks like the chef didn't go to work today.

"Hahahaha, the magic circle is not good! Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

"Donor, do you know why nothing has been teleported?"

"Because I'm here, they're scared and don't dare to come."

Shuogen put his face to the C position of the camera, hugged Ji Changhe and said without modesty.

"Amitabha, that's it, let it live."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I'm ready to fight your chef."

"Pity! What a pity! ”

He said with pity.

"Really, big brother?"

"It's true, of course, I really want to have a big fight with this chef."

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words big brother."

Ji Changhe cleared his throat and said, "Come on, trash can, you have a symbol written incorrectly." ”

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The expressions of Shuogen and the lanky ghost froze on their faces at the same time.

"Most of the forty or fifty symbols in your circle I don't know or have ever seen, but there is one of our Taoists, I happen to know, and you just drew it wrong."

"Just this symbol, we asked the gods to use it on the rune paper, and you drew it backwards."

"Although I don't understand the operation of your formation at all, let's try to change this symbol."

Under Shuogen's shocked gaze.

Ji Changhe was stained with blood, and cautiously walked to the middle of the formation to help change the symbol.