What did the other party want to do when they collected the ashes of so many people who had died?

This question was quickly answered.

I saw Lao Liu, the corpse bearer, casually grabbed a handful of ashes and put them in a stainless steel basin, and then took out a bottle from the freezer.

The liquid in it looks familiar.

It was the spiritual fluid that Song Ying gave herself before.

But...... The other party has much more spiritual fluid in his hand than he gave him at the beginning, and according to Song Ying's words, at least they have to pay for half a year.

Converted into cash, it would cost at least 400,000.

Ichor and ashes of the dead!

Blended together!

Lu Yue's breath stagnated.

Even from God's point of view, the scene in front of him still sent a chill down his back, and he didn't know that he thought that the other party was making peace.

Soon, this special "flour" was reconciled, and the other party began to shape the dough again.

Two calloused hands kept kneading.

A small gray-white hand came into view.

Put it in the freezer and freeze!

At this time, the bell rang outside, and customers came to the store.

The corpse bearer went out, and Lu Yue wanted to take a look inside the freezer, but unfortunately, in the memory screen of the starving ghost, he couldn't touch any object.

What's inside this freezer?

What is the purpose of the other party pinching the ashes into human hands?

Through the small opening of the other party's spiritual liquid before, Lu Yue could feel that there was a large amount of cold qi inside.

"Boss, I heard that your noodles here are amazing, is there the kind of thing that can make a woman fall in love with me after eating, by the way, don't love too much, I'm just playing." The familiar voice reached Lu Yue's ears.

When I came out to take a look, I found that it was a white-faced man.

It seems that this is the first time that the other party has come into contact with the corpse bearer.

Lao Liu, the corpse bearer, nodded, returned to the kitchen, and grabbed some ashes in the jar labeled "Acacia Flour".

Mix in the flour and start making the noodles.

"Ten thousand."

The noodles are ready, and the price is 10,000.

"One meal a day, you can't stop, and if you stop, it won't work."

After a while, the white-faced man came back again, extremely anxious: "Boss, your last noodles have an effect, do you have any noodles here that can increase your lifespan, I have cancer." ”

The corpse bearer nodded, returned to the kitchen, and opened the jar of "longevity noodles".

“……”

"Boss, is there a face that can attract everyone's attention?"

"Boss, is there any weight loss noodles?"

“……”

Business is getting better and better, but in Lu Yue's sight, the corpse bearer has been frowning at Kariyu, and he has begun to buy spiritual liquid again.

In addition to doing business, the corpse bearer spends most of his time in the back kitchen, kneading and shaping with spiritual fluid and ashes.

Whenever there is not enough spiritual fluid or ashes, the store will be closed and left the house.

The next scene flashed like a marquee.

Until one day, a man in overalls stumbled upon this place, and it was the man who was haunted by a starving ghost.

"Hey Lao Wu, if you don't run a job, just pull a steel coil and run to the next city, the price is okay, 30,000 yuan freight, just more than 100 kilometers!"

The sound of the mobile phone in the worksuit is played out, and it is very clear in the noodle restaurant in the middle of the night.

"Are you sure that's the price?" The man in the overalls was a little unconvinced.

"Of course...... Recently, there have always been truck drivers who have accidents, but the business in the factory cannot be delayed, so the price has risen again and again, and the spring of our trucks is coming! The other end of the line affirmed.

There is a saying in the truck industry, if you are poor, you will not pull the pipe, and if you are starving, you will not pull the roll.

Once a few heavy steel coils encountered sudden braking, people and vehicles were lost.

But the man thought about it, and his wife and son still took it at home.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of noodles."

"You're driving a truck?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

Lao Liu, the corpse bearer, didn't speak, just put down the original ordinary noodles and picked a jar from the shelf.

The ashes were mixed in.

"Boss, your noodles are delicious." The man in the overalls was full of praise.

Eat a bowl of noodles and leave the scene.

The picture is shattered.

“……”

Lu Yue came back to his senses, his eyes were solemn, and he only felt that there was a breath of air in his heart, which was difficult to soothe.

Although it is not clear what the other party is doing with these resentful ashes, and what is in the freezer.

But one thing proves it!

All the noodles in his shop are made from that kind of thing.

Use this special trick to collect money!

Not only to collect money, but also to make a living!

Because his son was hit and killed by a truck driver, he reversed black and white, took revenge on society, and took his anger on everyone in this industry.

Next...... Lu Yue closed his eyes.

Recall the previous scene.

At the last moment, he finally saw the address of the other party's store.

With so many resources from the Sundries Division, I have to do something.

I...... Lu Yue's real-name report!!!

“……”

Thai City.

Seongdong Frozen Food Wholesale Market.

As one of the largest frozen wholesale markets in Taicheng, most of them are factory direct sales, and some are middlemen, and the main products are frozen meat, seafood, and aquatic products......

In the afternoon, the flow of people is still not small.

There is a newspaper kiosk not far away.

As a plainclothes base of the Taicheng Miscellaneous Goods Department, the plainclothes received a notice an hour ago that they would leave work early, and two colleagues from the Miscellaneous Goods Department would open in their place.

"Goddess, did you say that the behind-the-scenes professional will really appear?"

"How many times have you said it, don't call me a god, I have a name, my name is Li Jin, hum...... Of course he will appear, and this time the price offered for fishing is three times higher. ”

"There is still an hour before the trading time, and what do you say this professional does, and I don't understand for a long time how he makes those noodles." Zhang Qian was a little puzzled.

"Those things are not good things at first glance, but when he catches them, he understands, this time for him, almost all the people in our team are dispatched, three layers inside and three layers outside."

Li Jin was full of confidence in this operation.

Just a few days ago, under the fishing operation of the Sundries Department, I finally found out about this magical surface through a channel.

But the other party is very vigilant and only chooses to trade in the frozen wholesale market, because he likes the large flow of people here and is easy to escape.

But as everyone knows, this neighborhood is already surrounded by professionals.

Just to avoid startling the snake, there is no choice to let plainclothes disguise passers-by.

But if the wicked professional dares to show his head.

Showing up in seconds!

"It's still an hour, let's go get something to eat, we haven't eaten all day this morning."

"Eat during the mission?"

"It's time for dinner now, whoever normally doesn't eat at the kiosk owner, the best disguise is to keep it natural, there is a family there to buy fried rice, let's go eat some."

The two naturally left the newsstand and walked to the opposite road.

An old man selling lunch boxes had just stopped pushing a tricycle.

When he saw the guest coming to the door, he immediately opened the thermos bucket and took out two boxed lunches.

"Uncle, how much is a serving?"

"Seven yuan, whatever you want."

"Selling so cheaply?"

"Small profits, quick turnover."

The two picked up the lunch box and were about to eat.

Li Jin hurriedly stopped him and gave him a look.

"Just in case, let's see if there is any remnant of yin and evil qi."

Zhang Qian nodded, stretched out and pinched the rice grains, and kept kneading, but there was no response.

The martial arts profession cultivates the power of yang fire, which is like water and fire with yin and evil things, and there has been no response for so long, this meal is no problem.

The two of them then began to eat.

"The taste is average, no different from ordinary box lunches, no wonder they are sold so cheaply." At this time, the vigilance of the two was completely relaxed.

If it was really that evil food, it couldn't be so unpalatable.

Soon, the two finished their lunch.

He was about to return to the newsstand to continue surveillance.

Suddenly...... A feeling of dizziness came through my head.

The faces of the two changed drastically, and they immediately understood.

"What did you add to this meal?"

The old man did not answer.

Li Jin and Zhang Qian were so weak at this time that they fell to the ground on the spot.