Zhang Qiang was dead for three days.

Not only has the appearance changed, but also the mood and IQ seem to have changed.

The strength also became very strong, and dragged me into the lake, and I couldn't resist at all.

He is a drowned ghost, and I am a living man.

If I had gone into the water with him, I would have drowned and become his substitute.

I couldn't hold him again, so I could only say again and again:

"Wait Zhang Qiang, wait Zhang Qiang, I still have something to say......"

"What for?"

Zhang Qiang turned his head and looked at me with his swollen face and blank eyes.

But the whole person looks very wooden.

I hurriedly explained:

"You see I've ordered so many good dishes here, and I haven't eaten them yet!

Let's go back in no hurry for a while, let's eat something and then leave. ”

After saying that, I pointed to the back basket not far away.

He was stunned for a moment, sniffed again, and said faintly:

"It smells so good!"

"It's so fragrant, come on, come on, eat something and then go......"

I smiled and spoke, but panicked.

Zhang Qiang was stunned, looked at the yin vegetables, was attracted by the fragrance, and responded dryly:

"Okay!"

After saying that, he directly let go of my hand.

The moment he let go of me, I felt relieved.

The wrists that were grabbed were bruised.

I shook my hand, and without much hesitation, I quickly came to the back basket and took out the prepared yin vegetables.

Uncle Yu said that this yin dish has to be eaten from the first course.

After eating the sixth course, the resentment on the sneaky body will naturally be cleared.

At that time, Zhang Qiang will also be sober.

At that time, I will be able to use the method taught by Uncle Yu to send Zhang Qiang away.

I quickly brought out the first dish of yin dish, chicken blood flower cake.

There are six small flower cakes that are blood-red and blood-red.

Each piece is made in the shape of a plum blossom.

I said to Zhang Qiang:

"Zhang Qiang, try this chicken blood flower cake first."

Zhang Qiang sniffed it with his nose and made a "whoosh" sound.

Then he stretched out his swollen, water-stained white hand and took a piece from the plate.

He glanced at it, then stretched out a red tongue and licked it.

He licked it, obviously a little excited.

As soon as his eyes opened, he stuffed a mouthful into his mouth.

"Gaba Gaba" begins to chew.

After he ate a piece of chicken blood cake, his godless eyes seemed to have a little more brilliance.

Mu Ne's face also had some more emotions, revealing a hint of surprise.

He looked at the chicken blood cake with straight eyes, and hurriedly reached out to grab two pieces.

This time, without thinking about it, he just stuffed the chicken blood cake into his mouth.

The way he eats, he is very rude.

The chewing of "Gaba Gaba" in the mouth looks very weird, just like a buffalo eating grass.

Soon, he finished eating six pieces of chicken blood flower cake.

Uncle Yu said; The ghost eats the flower cake, and the heart is sweet.

Looking at Zhang Qiang now, calm appeared on his swollen and numb face.

There is also a trace of gentleness in the eyes.

Finally, he opened his mouth and let out a long breath, and a wisp of black gas visible to the naked eye also floated out of his mouth.

When I saw this yin dish, it really had some effect and more hope.

He hurriedly spoke: "Qiangzi, I still have it here." ”

After saying that, I hurriedly took the plate containing the small flower cake.

On the plate, six small flower cakes are a lot.

It's just that it doesn't smell like it started at the beginning.

I threw away the plate and the flower cake, and quickly took out the second dish from the second compartment of the back basket.

Chicken stew.

The chicken stewed with live earthworms smells terrible, and the color of the soup is grayish-brown.

Even if it's cold now, it's a strange smell.

I put a small pot of chicken soup on a small table with chopsticks and a spoon.

This time, Zhang Qiang's expression was a little more excited.

The whole head stretched out to the soup basin.

"Taste, Earth Dragon Stewed Chicken."

Zhang Qiang didn't hesitate, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with a spoon, and instigated it into his stomach in one bite.

In the end, he let out a black breath with an "ah", and looked comfortable.

After drinking the soup, he also picked up chopsticks and ate the chicken and earthworms inside.

I was about to throw up when I saw it, and I couldn't bear to retch.

But Zhang Qiang ate very refreshingly.

Eating earthworms and instigating noodles is like.

Finally, he picked up the chicken soup pot with both hands, and drank a few sips of "Gu Dong Gu Dong".

Although the chicken stew with the dragon is not good to look at or smell.

But after eating this second yin dish, Zhang Qiang has changed significantly.

Not only did he exhale more turbidity, but his eyes were a little more radiant, and his swollen face was swollen a lot.

As Uncle Yu said; The ghost eats stewed chicken, and there is a play.

took the hot iron and directly served Zhang Qiang the third yin dish.

Boiled meat in locust skin.

Ghosts eat boiled meat, with flesh and blood.

I don't know what flesh and blood here describe.

But now I'll just serve the food.

"Hadron, the third course of boiled meat with locust skin."

The bark of the locust tree is bitter, and this pork is also half-cooked and uncut.

It's just a whole piece.

Zhang Qiang's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he grabbed the half-cooked pork and began to gnaw on it.

Gobbling up, especially excited.

The mouth keeps saying "delicious".

A piece of pork, let him eat it in a blink of an eye.

After eating the third yin dish, he was not as wooden as at the beginning, and wiped his mouth.

Nodding to me:

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

But the sound still sounds a little weird.

I saw that Zhang Qiang was changing more and more, and hurriedly served the fourth course of butter greens.

Ghosts eat green vegetables, and they are disease-free and harmless.

The greens are arranged in a herringbone shape, and the flavor of butter is also strong.

But for Zhang Qiang, the ghost, it has a strong attraction.

Chopsticks are useless, just grab them with your hands and eat them.

But at this time, I noticed that his hands were no longer swollen, and even his nails had become much shorter.

From time to time, the mouth will spit out a mouthful of pale black turbidity.

It seems that it is about to return to normal.

I saw it in my eyes and was emotional.

After he finished eating the fourth dish, he took the initiative to ask me "if there is anything else", saying that he still wanted to eat it.

I was so happy in my heart!

Just eat it if you want.

I quickly went to the fifth course, fish bone balls.

Ghosts eat balls, and they know pain and shame.

If a living person eats this dish, he will definitely have to be pricked and bleeding.

But when Zhang Qiang ate it in his mouth, there was no.

He nodded vigorously and said it was delicious.

And wait until he finishes it.

The swelling on his face had subsided by seventy or eighty percent.

You can see his original appearance, but his face is very pale and bloodless.

felt that he would lose his anger and evil spirit, and he would have to regain his senses.

I didn't pause without any pause, after seeing Zhang Qiang finish the fifth course.

Quickly went to the sixth course, decapitated and fried fish.

The ghost eats fried fish and does not regret it.

As long as this dish is eaten by him, Zhang Qiang's evil qi should fade, and he himself will regain his senses.

At that time, he can be sent away from superbirth.

When I think of this, I can't wait a little in my heart.

Hurriedly spoke:

"Hadron, try this last dish again, decapitated fish."

Zhang Qiang looked at the fried fish with the head full of lard and only the body of the fish, and his eyes lit up.

Constantly make the motion of swallowing saliva.

"It smells so good! It smells so good! ”

After speaking, he picked up the plate and opened his mouth to gnaw it.

My eyes widened in anticipation.

Gnaw it, bite it, and eat the last bite.

However, just as he was about to bite into the fried fish, he suddenly stopped.

Then he looked at the lake with a stunned expression.

Seeing that he did not move, I also tightened a string in my heart, and hurriedly asked:

"Hadron, what's wrong? Eat it! ”

Zhang Qiang looked at the lake.

He looked back at me again and replied faintly:

"I can't eat it, the teacher seems to be urging ......"