It was purposefully drifting towards the unconscious men.

This state of the ghost is very wrong.

Xie Qinci frowned.

Seeing the chef ghost floating in front of the unconscious people, Xie Qinci rushed forward, attached the power to his hand, and punched down.

The chef is in the shape of a ghost.

Xie Qinci didn't give it a chance to react, dragged it down from mid-air, and kicked it against the wall.

The chef ghost crashes into the wall with a loud bang.

It was as if something had been broken, and after the loud noise, the dim, bloodstained back kitchen was restored to its original state little by little.

The chef ghost is gone, and nothing seems to have happened.

Xie Qinci felt it carefully and made sure that he didn't feel the existence of the chef ghost.

"Brother Xie, has it been solved?"

Xie Qinci shook his head: "No, it's gone." ”

The pot was steaming hot, and Shi Yangrong was on the side of the pot, smelling a strange smell, and looked inside: "Brother Xie, what is this?!" ”

Xie Qinci walked over and glanced into the pot.

I don't know what was boiling in the pot, and the reddish-brown soup was tumbling, faintly revealing the dark red object under the soup.

Xie Qinci picked up the spoon next to him, stirred it in the pot, and fished out a piece of red meat.

A fishy smell came from the meat.

"What kind of meat is this?" Boss Yuan leaned over and took a look, "Look at the color, it's not any kind of meat I've ever seen." ”

When he tried to look closer, the piece of meat was gone.

It didn't disappear, but it melted into the soup little by little, and the color of the soup turned redder.

Xie Qinci took out a talisman, hung it above the pot, and lit it.

Something in the pot struggled violently, the soup became more and more red, like a churning sea of blood, and the things in the pot wanted to rush out, but it was more firmly suppressed than an invisible force, and it couldn't jump out of the pot no matter what.

The talisman paper ignited little by little, the tumbling soup gradually returned to calm, and the last bit of talisman ash fell into the pot, and the red color in the pot completely faded, leaving only a pot of clear water.

"Master Xie, what is this?" Boss Yuan held his crumbling three views, swallowed his saliva, and asked.

"The evil thing has now been solved."

Boss Yuan looked at Xie Qinci with a respectful look in his eyes: "Master Xie, what talisman do you use?" Can it be sold? I want to burn it for other places as well. ”

Just experienced a scene of breaking the worldview, Boss Yuan felt that there were problems everywhere in his store, and it was best to burn them with a talisman.

"It's a purification charm, where do you want to burn it?"

"I'm not going to hide it, I want to purify it everywhere in the store."

It just so happened that Xie Qinci also wanted to see the rest of the store, focusing on making sure whether the chef ghost had gone into hiding or had escaped.

Before the other four woke up, Boss Yuan placed them in the staff rest room, and the young apprentice followed them, talking about what happened today as they walked.

"When I arrived at the back kitchen in the morning, everything was normal in the back kitchen, and the master said that he would teach me to cook a big dish today and let me prepare the ingredients."

"I went to the food room to get the ingredients and came back, the guests arrived one after another, everyone in the back kitchen was busy, and I followed the master to help."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the back kitchen.

"Knock, knock."

Very regular knocking on the door.

One chef quipped: "It's Lao Zhang, he knocks on the door every time." ”

An apprentice went over and opened the door.

The door opened, and a chill squeezed in through the crack.

The young apprentice shuddered: "But, didn't Master Zhao pass away a week ago?" ”

They also went to the funeral.

The chill rose from the soles of his feet and climbed up his spine, and the chef who was shaking the pot subconsciously stopped moving, and several people in the back kitchen looked at each other.

The door has been opened.

A familiar figure walked in from behind the door, greeting everyone as usual.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late today."

A familiar voice, a familiar tone, coming out of the mouth of a dead man, only makes people feel a chill down their spines.

No one dared to answer.

Silence spread in the air, and the chef ghost didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, and he instructed his apprentice to get his hands on it and walk to the place where he often worked.

The apprentice stepped forward.

No one dares to find fault with the chef's cognition, because they don't know what they will face once they break it.

The eerie calm was maintained until Boss Yuan instructed the waiter to come to the back kitchen to see the situation.

The waiter, who was completely unprepared, was caught off guard when he saw a man who was supposed to be in the back kitchen appear, cooking as if he was alive, and let out a scream.

The people in the back kitchen tried to stop it, but it was too late.

His screams alarmed the busy chef ghosts.

The chef's neck rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, looking straight at the waiter.

The waiter screamed and stepped back.

He was already at the door, and easily retreated.

The kitchen was in a mess.

The screams, the cries, the sound of pots and pans being brought down as they fled, all mingled.

Success escaped close to the door, and when he tried to run out from afar, the door was slammed shut.

The young apprentice and a cook twisted their handles desperately, banged the door, and shouted for help.

"Anyone?"

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

No matter how much he shouted, there was no movement outside the door.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

There was a scream behind him, and the young apprentice turned his head, his eyes wide.

The chef ghost didn't look like a person at all, his face was blue, his body was bubbling with a thick black gas, he took a kitchen knife out of nowhere, and ran around chasing people.

No matter how big the kitchen is, it is not enough to escape for their lives, everyone forgets to crowd the door, and the young apprentice can only watch the chef ghost get closer and closer to him.

Someone tried to save himself: "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, don't you know us?" I'm Dongzi. ”

"Lao Zhang, be sober!"

"Lao Zhang!"

"Hell!!!!!!"

"Help! Don't kill me! ”

The chef ghost stopped.

"Lao Zhang, do you recognize me?" The chef who had the best relationship with the chef ghost asked in a trembling voice.

The young apprentice leaned his back against the door, his heart in his throat.

"Dongzi?"

The sound of the chef ghost sounded like the friction of gears.

"Yes, it's me," the chef named Toko stood up cautiously, "do you remember?" We agreed that when the season was over, we would go to the hot spring villa. ”

Everyone held their breath and stared ahead, fearing that they would make a noise and disturb the chef ghost, so they spontaneously covered their mouths.

"I remember." The chef opened his mouth and seemed to be laughing.

"Just remember." A layer of sweat appeared on Dongzi's forehead, and he didn't dare to wipe it.

mentioned the slow decline of the heart, everyone thought that the chef ghost still had memories of his life, and they had passed this level.

Unexpectedly, the corners of the chef's mouth cracked more and more until they reached the base of the ear.

"So, I'm going to cook you well and try to make you into delicious dishes."

"What a fresh ingredient, it must taste good when made."

With that, the chef swooped forward.

In the last second before consciousness dissipated, his gaze was fixed on the chef's abnormal red pupils.

"I thought I was going to die." The young apprentice sat on the dining room chair, hugged himself, and couldn't stop shaking.

"You didn't hear any movement?" Xie Qin asked Boss Yuan.

"No," Boss Yuan said in a deep voice, "I didn't hear a sound from the back kitchen, but the waiter told me that I saw Lao Zhang alive in the back kitchen, and I evacuated the guests urgently." ”

"When I first came, I only felt the thin death and yin qi, and I didn't find a ghost hiding in the back kitchen."

For Xie Qinci, this is strange.

Xie Qinci was born with a keen perception of these feminine things, and after coming to this world, he was even more sensitive than before, and all the recorded and unrecorded things were imprinted in his mind, if the chef ghost had been in the back kitchen, it was impossible for him not to feel it.

"The most important thing now is to find that ghost."

If you don't solve that ghost, Boss Yuan's commission will not be completed, and Xie Qinci will not allow his career to make mistakes.

The one who wants to solve the ghost the most, it is none other than Boss Yuan, that ghost obviously has a tendency to hurt people, if he doesn't solve it, his restaurant can't be opened, and his net worth is not even bigger.

"I know where Lao Zhang's hometown is, Master Xie, should we go over and have a look?"