Sending Shen Qiao away, Bai Ze looked left and right at Yao Mei'er, up and down.

"People and ghosts have different paths, little brother, you look at it like this, be careful that you can't pull it out in your eyes." Lingyu couldn't help but laugh when she saw Bai Ze's virtue.

Bai Ze rolled his eyes, isn't this nonsense, don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum, it's just pure curiosity.

"Boss, you look like this, I'm panicking!" Yao Mei'er was uncomfortable, if she wasn't wearing clothes, she would feel like she was going to be looked at.

"Don't panic, it's just that you made the Forget Worry Tea, I want to ask you how you came up with it?" Bai Ze's curiosity is together, and he has the idea of not crying when he doesn't see the coffin, and he won't die until he reaches the Yellow River.

Yao Mei'er breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be for this!

A drop of raw tears, two old tears, three bitter tears, four cups of regretful tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet of parting tears, this eighth taste is the sad tears of the tea maker.

Forget the eight tears of the tea as the guide, remove its bitterness, leave its sweetness, so that the torment of a lifetime, boiled into a pot of good soup.

Bai Ze recalled in his mind, this recipe was inexplicably a little familiar.

Looking through my mind, I still found nothing, until I remembered a person, and then I frowned.

Legend has it that there is an old woman on the bridge who gives decoction here all the year round.

The world calls her Meng Po, and the soup she gave is called Meng Po soup by the world.

Drink it and forget the memories of your past life, and reincarnate with peace of mind.

After hearing this, Hei Wuchang rolled his eyes: "Only Meng Po knows the recipe of Meng Po soup, and with Meng Po's departure, it has long been lost, and the formula of Meng Po soup known to the world is not complete."

Yao Mei'er can make a tea that replaces Meng Po Soup, which is really a great achievement, and she no longer needs to use ghost magic to seal the memories of her past life. ”

Everyone had their minds, and the night ended like this.

After closing, Bai Ze's chest was inexplicably hot, which made him puzzled.

"It's strange, although it is said that there are three of you ghosts, Yama Luo Ling has long been familiar with it, and it will not emit heat.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, so I'll go out. Bai Ze turned to leave, taking the black impermanence with him.

went out, and according to the guide, came to the garden community.

It belongs to one of the top slum communities in Guangdong Province, and the people who live in the community are all people with no status, except for a house that does not belong to them, and most of them live a life without a meal.

This garden community is a few years old, it was built in the 80s of the last century, and it is still a staircase.

It doesn't seem strange to stop at the door of unit 402 of the third unit.

"Little brother, there is an old grandmother in it, blind, lonely." Black Impermanence sensed the situation inside and opened his mouth to remind.

Old grandma? Bai Ze was puzzled, could this old woman be the one who asked Yan Luo Ling to issue an early warning?

The old woman opened the door: "Who are you?"

Bai Ze was speechless, he didn't expect them to speak so quietly, but Grandma still heard it.

Just as she was thinking about how to answer, the old grandmother suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, you're Applejack's friends, aren't you? Come in, though Applejack ......

He told him that if his friend came, he could give him a ride. The old grandmother turned around, and a muddy old tear fell, wiped away imperceptibly, and walked slowly.

The small dwelling is full of warm traces, and it seems that Applejack is still a little expert at tidying up.

The room was clean and tidy, and the old grandmother fumbled to pour tea.

Bai Ze spoke: "Mother-in-law, don't bother, we are not thirsty."

"When guests come to the house, there is nothing to entertain, although the tea is not good, but this is the way of hospitality." The old grandmother poured the water and slowly put it on the coffee table.

Originally, Bai Ze wanted to help, but as soon as he got up, he was stopped by the old grandmother's look.

"Drink, finish drinking, meet Applejack." The old grandmother choked up, the pain of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person, ordinary people will not understand.

The old grandmother's state felt strange from the moment she saw them.

Bai Ze took a bite, but saw that the computer in the living room suddenly lit up.

Without anyone operating, the mouse moved a little, and the writer's assistant was opened, and in silence, the crazy codeword.

The author's name is displayed on the creation interface.,Under this look.,Open your eyes.,The squid who loves to repair air conditioners.,He really knows this author.。

Although not many people know him, when they see his works, they will fall into the artistic conception of his weaving.

This is his fifth work, which began serialization three years ago.

So far, it is 7.99 million words, and the name of the work is "The Apocalypse of Youth", which belongs to a niche text, and I don't know much about it, and I have read it even less.

Kaiwen said on the first day that he would never ask for leave, and kept the frequency of at least two shifts and up to eight shifts every day.

The announcement says this: Friends, your dear squid is back, this time with full sincerity, to tell about the confusion of youth, and about those things of youth.

Three years ago, when the number of words was not much, the tavern was quite idle, and in my spare time, I read a few chapters, which was really good.

The online article about youth non-fantasy sci-fi pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can be written to 7.99 million words, which is really a capital admiration.

The screen lights flickered on and off, and the new chapter interface was extremely quick to write down lines of text.

Save and review, chapter after chapter.

The last chapter is actually the end announcement.

End announcement: The pits that should be filled have been filled, although there are still many imperfections, but the squid's time is running out, if there is an afterlife, it will definitely become your squid again.

When I wrote the three words of the book, the whole person was relaxed, and there was a feeling of unfinished business.

Well, let's just say that, thank you to all the fans for their companionship since the beginning of the squid's writing.

Bow with your fists in thanks!!

The years are very long, the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will see you again!

The old grandmother suddenly spoke at this time: "Thank you for giving the child some time to complete what he wants to do."

Bai Ze was slightly stunned, could it be that the old grandmother knew that they were?

"Don't be curious, don't be surprised, although the old woman can't see it, her heart is very bright.

The two of you have a unique temperament that does not belong to the world.

My wife and I are about to step into the loess on both legs, and I will more or less notice it. The old woman stood up, stared at the computer desk, looked at it for a while, and silently returned to the room.

Bai Ze recalled the details of the meeting just now, and gradually discovered the clues, from the beginning of seeing them, the old grandmother's expression was always with a trace of reluctance.

Black Impermanence pulls Applejack back.

Without saying goodbye, just a glance, he returned to the tavern, and the old grandmother slipped into tears.

Applejack appears in a translucent form.

His eyes are dull, and there is a trace of translucency in it, and that glimmer of translucency is his persistence, or obsession as a ghost.

Bai Ze turned around to make noodles, and Yaoyao walked over curiously.

"Hey, why did he become a little transparent?" Curious, her eyes widened, and with her knowledge, she couldn't understand why!