The car quickly arrived at a restaurant in the downtown area of Jiangcheng.

It is a simple building, at first glance it looks like it has crossed over from a hundred years ago, with wooden cornices and cloisters intertwined, revealing the brilliance of lanterns and singing in a playful voice, which does not belong to the noise of this era.

In addition, there seemed to be a thick black mist around the building, forming a face of pain, which was wailing, but could not break free and dissipate, and could only be imprisoned here forever, enjoying eternal torture.

Qiao Du got out of the car and looked up at the name of the restaurant.

Ju went downstairs.

He was curious to see if there was a big magic panda tofu for sale.

"What do you think this is?"

Su Hong pointed to the restaurant and asked Qiao Duan.

"A restaurant."

Qiao Twilight told the truth.

In the field of vision, bright red words appeared like blood.

[Don't make trouble in this restaurant, otherwise you will be the next dish, what, you ask what is the dish now, eat with confidence, no problem! ] 】

"That's fine."

Su Hong habitually tossed a coin, and unfortunately, guessed the right and the wrong one.

He put away the coin and spoke again.

"This is [Ju Xialou], as you can see, it is a restaurant that is in business, and at the same time, this is also an anomaly, but it is different from [Madhouse], it is an anomaly with relatively low harm, and it has been initially controlled, and it is also an important stronghold of Northern Heavy Industry in Jiangcheng."

"Will the anomaly still be contained?"

Qiao Du was curious.

He is now the Chosen One of the Ends, and theoretically wants to anchor an anomaly as a source of his power, so it's important to learn more about the anomaly.

Qiao Du is not really a neurotic, and he still knows exactly when to do something.

"Of course, although the anomaly is almost impossible to eliminate, there are various means to limit it, for example, there was once an anomaly, its code name was [Midnight Bell], the nearest phone around the objective entity interfered by the anomaly would ring, and then this objective entity would be dragged to a deeper depth, it caused great harm in the territory of the Hedao Culture and the Wasteland Group, and it was not until a month after it was discovered that it was restrained by the investigators of the Hedao Culture, which had caused more than three hundred deaths at that time."

Su Hong casually said the examples she had seen in the file.

"Oh."

Qiao Du nodded, and began to count how many lanterns Ju went downstairs.

"Why don't you ask how it's confined to it?"

Su Hong raised her eyebrows.

"So how is it confined to it?"

Qiao Du repeated Su Hong's words.

The corners of Su Hong's mouth twitched, and he continued.

"Forget it, in short, the Wajima culture used another anomaly, that anomaly is called [Silent Sound], which will absorb all the sounds in their domain, and then they found the target targeted by [Midnight Bell], and threw that unlucky guy into the realm of [Silent Sound], although that guy went crazy in less than a day, but at the same time, [Midnight Bell] was also limited to [Silent Sound], so that until that guy is completely dead, [Midnight Bell] will not come out to harm others."

"Yay!"

Qiao Du raised her fist and smiled brightly.

"Ahem, so, [Ju downstairs] is similar, it is relatively safe at the moment, as long as you abide by the rules in the restaurant, don't make trouble, don't work against the waiter and the chef, and don't take credit, then it's just an ordinary restaurant."

Su Hong walked towards the gate of [Ju Downstairs].

Jo Twilight followed him.

Ninety-seven lanterns.

He counted carefully.

Qiao Du saw a waiter standing at the door of the restaurant to welcome customers.

The waiter was wearing a plain robe, his face was pale, but only the blush was particularly conspicuous, and his eyes were very strange, as if they were painted on his uneven face, only simple lines, and no three-dimensional effect could be seen.

Qiao Twilight stared at the waiter.

The waiter stared at Qiao Twilight like a painted eye.

[Don't look at him for more than ten seconds, it's rude, rudeness will lead to death, while he's not angry, hurry up and stay away! 】

The blood-colored text appeared, and Qiao Twilight withdrew her gaze.

"Are all the welcome guys here so weird?"

He muttered.

"Welcome buddy?"

Su Hong stopped and turned back suspiciously.

He only saw Qiao Du standing at the gate, and other than that, there was no one else.

“......”

Su Hong didn't think about it, he decided that whether or not Qiao Du really saw something, he would be a little deaf and blind.

The old-fashioned lobby was a little quieter, with only five of the nine tables occupied.

Qiao Du saw at a glance that around the round table in the center of the lobby, there were three people sitting, they were eating and drinking, very happy.

What's more, there is also a photo in the vacant position of the table.

Su Hong above was showing a serious expression in black and white.

Obviously, this is a posthumous image.

“...... You're having a great time. ”

Seeing this, Su Hong slowly walked over and patted the shoulder of the only male among them.

"Ah, Su Hong, you're back, it's just right, the dish has just been served, eat it while it's hot, you are the protagonist today, you are the first to eat this bowl of longevity noodles."

The man smiled and naturally handed Su Hong a bowl.

He was about forty-five or sixteen years old, with a straight suit, only slightly messy hair, and a pair of rimless square glasses, like a real estate agent or insurance salesman everywhere, the kind of appearance that would never remain in his memory even if he met once.

“......”

Su Hong took the bowl, and there was a hot noodle in the bowl, only one, which was entwined, and it was indeed longevity noodles.

He was indeed hungry.

Picking up the chopsticks, Su Hong took a bite and drank some soup, and the whole person warmed up.

Suddenly, Su Hong looked at the salesman beside her strangely as if she remembered something.

"Are you yin me?"

"No, no, eat noodles, eat noodles."

The man urged, Su Hong's eyes became a little confused again, and he continued to talk about his face.

Qiao Du looked at the salesman's eldest brother, and in his field of vision, the crimson words were arranged in a disorderly manner.

[He's just an ordinary passerby, you will never find his existence very strange, for you, everything he does is very reasonable, um, wait, is this river? 】

"Please be seated."

Suddenly, one of the women spoke, patted the chair next to her, and asked Qiao Twilight to sit down.

The woman was handsome, with a waist-length three-strand braid, and her hair was thick as ink.

She was wearing a white shirt, short skirt, black stockings, leather shoes, and curved curves, which made people feel that the shirt was really white.

Hearing her words, I don't know why, Qiao Du suddenly had a thought of wanting to sit down, he sat down, and his eyes swept over the woman.

Flutter –

Like a splash of paint, the thick words were sticky in Qiao Dui's field of vision.

[You can't refuse her invitation, pay attention to every word she says, be careful of her polite words, don't get caught up in it!] 】

From those words, the words of the other party squeezed in.

"Hello, let me introduce myself, I am the person in charge of the Jiangcheng branch, Zhou Mingke."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and there seemed to be no pupil in her eyes, only a dull gray, reflecting Qiao Dui's appearance.