Room 4404.

The terrifying and infiltrating eerie atmosphere was destroyed by Shen Jian's kick.

Outside the door, a man with a brisk tone and a little excitement on his face walked in.

"Young, how can you tell a story without me, I tell a story thief six."

Little Boy: ???

He was slightly stunned.

There was a little doubt on his face.

This human didn't hide in the room in the middle of the night, but was so bold that he kicked open the door of the room here, is he begging for death?

"What? You are also exclusive, and you don't allow others to tell it? ”

Shen Jian said casually.

The little boy stared at a pair of resentful Tong Kongs, stared at Shen Jian with rolled eyes, and said in an extremely solemn tone: "Okay, then big brother, you can tell it, but it must be a story that I haven't heard, otherwise it will be too boring, and if it is boring, I can't help but eat the big brother." ”

"If you can't talk well, you will be eaten, which is reasonable."

Shen Jian's head.

Agreed with the little boy's theory.

Little Boy: ......

No.

You, a human being, why would you agree so rejoice?

Then.

Shen Jian has already started his own story.

"Come, big brother will tell you a beautiful fairy tale."

Hear this opening.

The little boy laughed darkly.

Fairy tales, he has heard them since he was a child, and he has long been tired of hearing them.

He's already decided.

As soon as this human is halfway through his speech, he will kill this human who does not know whether he is alive or dead in the name of boredom.

Let him know that not anyone's room can break into.

Uncle Chen on the side was also secretly anxious.

This man, if he guessed correctly, should be the player who came to support.

But this is also too reckless.

Rushing in without even figuring out the killing rules of the powerful ghosts is undoubtedly putting yourself in the most dangerous situation.

And the fairy tale is exactly the little bedtime story that the little boy told him two days ago.

"Young man, you can't talk about it...... Uh-huh. ”

Uncle Chen was about to make a reminder, when a suffocating feeling of hanging came from his neck again.

The little boy turned around and said with a sad smile: "Grandpa, to listen to stories, you must have the consciousness of listening to stories, and not interjecting is the most basic virtue." ”

Uncle Chen looked desperate.

This terrible ghost blocked all his possibilities.

That young man, it's dangerous.

Shen Jian continued: "A long, long time ago, ah......"

"There is a little girl who sells nuclear bombs......"

Uncle Chen: ???

Little Boy: ???

Is this a fairy tale?

You're kidding me.

The little boy looked stunned.

His familiarity with various fairy tales had reached the point of reciting them backwards, but he had never heard such outrageous stories.

You made it up on the spot.

"This doesn't count, this doesn't count, you're not a story at all."

The little boy screamed.

Shen Jian thought for a moment and continued, "Then I'll talk about another one." ”

The little boy stopped screaming.

Staring at Shen Jian gloomily again.

He changed his mind.

This time, he didn't wait for the human to finish halfway, as soon as he heard the familiar opening, he would kill.

"Once upon a time, there was a purple sweet potato essence that sold gems, and he didn't sell a gem for a long time, and one day, he picked up a glove ......"

"This is not Hans Christian Andersen's ...... either"

Syllable.

Shen Jian fanned it with a big pocket.

The eyes were dangerous: "Didn't your mother teach you not to interject when others tell stories?" ”

The little boy covered his mouth.

He looked at the human in front of him in astonishment.

How dare he?

Do you feel like you can't lift the knife?

"Human, you are looking for death, do you feel that you are having some difficulty breathing now?"

was slapped in a big pocket, and the little boy was completely furious.

Eerie words kept echoing through the room.

Ghost sounds.

Supernatural powers covered the entire audience.

Uncle Chen's face immediately turned red.

This supernatural is even more terrifying than just now.

Obviously, this terrible ghost has been enraged to the point of losing its mind, and has burst out with all its strength.

Unstoppable.

Unstoppable at all.

If a fierce ghost who is close to the level of red wants to kill a human, it is simply easy, let alone in a rage.

The supernatural puzzle pieces in his body only resisted for him for less than ten seconds, and then he completely stopped moving.

Finished.

This thought flashed through Uncle Chen's mind.

The next second.

Shen Jian stepped forward and slapped the two big pockets again.

After thinking about it, I made up three more and made up the even number of six.

"Listen to the story, listen to the story, why are you still anxious, you child, should you be an orphan, but it doesn't matter, I have a big family here that loves each other, family members come from all over the world, we get together to form a warm and beautiful home, join us, you can also enjoy this warmth."

Shen Jian sent out an invitation.

With a smile on his face.

But the little boy saw only a demon threatening him.

The smile in his eyes seems to say: joining is to love each other as a family, and if you don't join, you can't even be an orphan.

In the face of this power, the little boy showed the decisiveness that an adult should have.

"I'm joining."

Hear this.

Shen Jian withdrew the scalpel with some regret.

Little Boy:!

！

.

If I just refused, are you going to dismember me with this scalpel?

You're a family who loves each other, and the style of painting is wrong.

Is it too late for me to quit now?

Looking at the regret in Shen Jian's eyes, the little boy subconsciously took a few steps back.

He felt that this big family of love and affection might not be what he imagined.

But under Shen Jian's obscenity, he could only give in.

Looking at this scene.

Uncle Chen's eyes widened.

A powerful ghost close to the level of red, just solved like this?

It's incredible.

It's like a dream.

No, he wouldn't have dreamed of it.

He looked at Shen Jian in disbelief, and there was already a storm in his mind, where did that female player invite such a golden thigh.

He guessed wrong.

It's not a three-star gamer, it's a four-star player.

……

Walk out of room 4404.

Shen Jian has an extra submissive ghost and a nervous old man.

Shen Jian fell into deep thought.

Although the Yellow Springs Hotel is a three-star dungeon, there are not many external ghosts inside, except for the rooms of four players, there is only one substitute.

All five ghosts have been taken away by him.

The rest is the chef of the Yellow Springs Hotel.

Catch that one, and this copy should be closed for the time being.

It's the main quest......

I thought about it.

Shen Jian looked at the little boy and asked, "Do you know the chef here, what are the so-called four-color siu mai ingredients?" ”

Hear this.

The little boy stopped, and his face subconsciously showed a terrifying sneering expression, "Hey, don't fight, don't fight, this is my subconscious reaction, I don't laugh like that." ”

After being warned by Shen Jian, the little boy sobbed silently: "I have heard your conversation, haven't you already guessed it, the four-colored roasted wheat represents the four humans who entered the dungeon...... These four flavors of meat are minced in a special way and then mixed according to a certain proportion to form the characteristic siu mai of the Huangquan Hotel. ”

Hear this.

Mu Ne girl, Uncle Chen all trembled.

Although they had already guessed, the moment they heard the truth, they couldn't help but chill.

No wonder the four players invited by the Yellow Springs Hotel are the same men, women and children every time, it turns out that this is the case.

Where is this playing a customs clearance dungeon, which is clearly selected as an ingredient.

If it weren't for Shen Jian, I'm afraid they would have become a terrible meal long ago.

There was a deep sense of gratitude in their eyes.

"And where is this chef now?"

Shen Jian had no accident and continued to ask.

"At this point in time, that Master Xie should have already started preparing the ingredients, do you want to go over? That Master Xie is very terrifying, and many of his kind are afraid of him, and they dare not speak out. ”

The little boy swallowed.

"Why?"

"Because that Master Xie is not only interested in human beings, but even the ghosts he also does, he once said that the ghosts are also a dish, but he has not found a suitable cooking method at present, for this reason, many people in the kitchen will lose a part of their bodies every day."

"And sometimes he comes up with something new, and he lets others taste the dishes he cooks with his body."

With the words of the little boy, the image of a sick chef has leapt onto the page.

Both players were a little glad that they were not reckless, otherwise they would have to lose some parts when they saw this ghost in the kitchen.

If there are fewer ghosts, there will be fewer ghosts, after all, it will not affect normal activities.

But they are different.

Not to mention the lack of organs, even if a piece of flesh is cut off, it is possible to bleed too much and die.

If you want to deal with such a ghost, you have to think long-term.

But obviously.

Shen Jian's thoughts were different from theirs.

"Take me there."

Shen Jian said.

He was still waiting for the surprise of the proprietress how could it be delayed until the next day.

All he wanted was a speedrun.

Seeing this, the two players glanced at each other and followed.

……

Private kitchen.

A tall, burly man was cooking food.

There was also an iron rod nearly two meters long standing next to him.

The flesh and blood at the top of the iron rod were sticky, as if it had just been used to beat beef, and it was stained with a bit of blood.

The next moment.

The chef ghost smelled the smell of a living person, and turned around as if he had a feeling, just in time to see Shen Jian and a few people walking in.

His face was slightly stunned.

A flash of excitement ensued.

"There are guests visiting so early, I don't know how many guests want to eat? I have the most classic golden ratio of siu mai here, using the most fresh meat, and the guests who have eaten it say that it is good. ”

"Or, a pair of meatballs? I've just beaten it, and the meat is rotten, and the taste of meatballs is top-notch. ”

Chef Oni introduces his specialty dishes.

It's just that the smile on his face has changed, and the more he talks, the more excited he becomes, and at the same time, his gaze has been sweeping over the three Shen Jian humans, first staying at the heart part, then the thigh meat, and finally staring at the head.

Mu Ne girl, Uncle Chen's face changed for a while.

The chill ran from the soles of the feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

This terrible ghost has reached the terrifying red-clothed level.

Although the upper limit of a three-star dungeon is a red-clothed ghost, under normal circumstances, as long as the player does not trigger the side quest casually and completes the corresponding task in a proper manner, it is difficult for a four-person dungeon to encounter a red-clothed ghost head-on.

Even if you happen to encounter it, as long as you are within the scope of the mission, you don't need to worry about the ghosts suddenly attacking.

But that's no longer the case.

They took the initiative to step into the territory of the red-clothed ghosts.

Ghosts can launch supernatural attacks at any time.

In particular, there was a smell of extreme fear on this tall and burly chef ghost, and just looking at it made them feel a shudder from their hearts.

The two subconsciously looked at Shen Jian.

Shen Jian frowned at this time: "I just got up, I can't eat such fishy things, make something clear, I can do nine turns of the large intestine, I want to eat that." ”

Chef Ghost: ......

Nima, you can't eat the fishy and you let me make the nine-turn large intestine, this is the taste of Qingtang you said?

Your appetite is quite heavy.

"Hehehe, I will do it, I just slaughtered a fresh one a few days ago, and I have some intestines."

After speaking.

The chef ghost walked back to the private kitchenette.

After a while, he came out with a plate.

On the plate is braised large intestine with all the color and flavor.

The wooden girl's face turned pale.

Because it's a literal braised teriyaki.

The large intestine was drenched with bright red soup, and blood was poured on it.

The chef smiled meaningfully and put the plate in front of Shen Jian, "Guest, you didn't note what kind of juice you wanted, so I made a claim and poured the most common one for other guests, and ate it while it was hot." ”

After speaking.

He stared at Shen Jian's face tightly, as if trying to find a hint of fear from above.

Shen Jian leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, he frowned, and waved his hand in disgust, as if he was frightened by this thing.

"Hehe...... "Chef Ghost just wanted to say something.

I heard Shen Jian scolding: "Waste, it's too wasteful, nine turns of the large intestine, what you eat is the original flavor of the large intestine, you remove these flavors, so is this still the large intestine?" Do you know how to cook? ”

"I don't even know about this kind of thing, so I can't learn cooking skills at some miscellaneous technical school."

Chef Ghost: ???

No.

Eat the original flavor of the large intestine?

Then why don't you just eat it raw, the original flavor is stronger.

was scolded in front of him, and his cooking skills were insulted, and the smile on the chef's grimace couldn't be contained, and his whole face was gloomy.

This human seems to be embarrassed by his fat tiger.

"Forget it, I won't eat it, with your cooking skills, my dog has to shake his head and cook four dishes and one soup when he sees it."

Shen Jian was very polite.

Chef Ghost: ......

His teeth were crushed.

You don't know how to speak, so shut up.

"Hehe, it's because I don't know the taste of this guest, I'll make a new one, this time, you're satisfied."

The chef ghost endured.

He could see that the human had come to find fault.

Killing was the easiest way to go, but the human insulted his cooking skills.

A man can not do that, but he can't cook.

He returned to his private kitchen.

Start cooking again.

Faintly.

You can also hear a retching sound coming from the kitchen.

It seems to be disgusted by something.

Not much.

The chef ghost came out again.

Serve a plate of identical nine-turn large intestines.

The wooden girl covered her nose and subconsciously stayed away.

The smell is too choking.

Where is this to retain the original flavor, this is simply not washed.

The elder won't be self-defeating.

There was concern in her eyes.

Shen Jian looked at this plate of defense, and said with a guiding attitude: "Have you tasted this plate?" ”

Chef Ghost: ......

I, Nima, dare to taste it, so there is a ghost.

Not only did I listen to you, but I kept the original flavor of the intestines, I even kept the water for washing the intestines and poured them on top of it.

No matter which piece you eat, you can taste the original flavor accurately.

Hehe, Lao Tzu did it on purpose.

You don't eat.

I'll kill you right away.

Eat it, then I'll watch you finish eating, and then kill you.

The chef ghost thought viciously inwardly.

He couldn't wait to see the human's face as he swallowed the lump.

"You haven't tasted it?"

Shen Jian asked again.

"Why don't you taste it? As a chef, you can only know if you are doing it when you taste the taste of the dish after it is finished, and if you don't even taste it, how do you know that this is the original flavor I want? ”

"I don't have any basic knowledge of cooking."

Shen Jian scolded and scolded.

grabbed the chef ghost, picked up a piece of large intestine, and stuffed it into the chef ghost's mouth.

Chef Ghost:!

！

Don't, don't!

Ahhh

I grass Nima, you step on the horse...... Vomit......