long night walk

Chapter 230

On Tianyao Continent, years of great hunger are not uncommon, so there are always a group of starving ghosts floating in the world who cannot reincarnate.

When the thoughts of hunger and resentment accumulate to a certain extent, the starving ghost will cause trouble in the world and start eating people.

This kind of starving ghost has suffered too much suffering in front of him, his death is too miserable, and his resentment is deep, even some eminent monks in the local area can't save him.

Therefore, in the middle of the secluded land, dead chefs are sent out every year to travel the world with spoons, making delicious food with all kinds of delicacies in the world to save the dead.

Everyone in the world is afraid of the name of the Heroic Spirit of Zhongyou, but no one will pay attention to remember that in the land of Zhongyou, the dead cooks sent out every year have indeed saved many ghosts and chaos in the four corners of the country.

A cannibal disaster.

Difficulty of chanting.

Sometimes, because of a bowl of hot soup and rice, the soul of the dead is peaceful and the world is peaceful.

Thinking of the truth here, Fang Geyu couldn't help but take another look at the old woman.

However, under the stove, there was a short and skinny black shadow, falling on the pile of firewood, holding a bowl of hot noodle soup, eating quietly.

The old man stood by the candlelight peeling garlic.

The shadow ate noodles in the dark.

Standing beside the candlestick are two incense sticks, one long and the other short, like Yin and Yang.

With a touch of warmth.

At this time, she finally understood why this old lady still persisted in running this small noodle shop despite the lack of customers in this Bashu small noodle shop.

Get up early and work late, insist on it every day.

She said that her old man will stay in Xianling City forever, so she will stay here with him all the time.

She didn't want to move, because she couldn't rest assured that her old man was blind, if he moved, he would never find his way home again.

The cook of the dead eats the meals of the living and handles the meals of the dead.

Every spoonful is the yin and yang of life and death.

For some reason, looking at Bai Li'an who was quietly eating red oil noodle soup with his head down, Fang Geyu, who was always cold and fearless, felt a bit of confusion and pain in his heart for no reason.

She tapped Bailian's head with her chopsticks, and said in that deadly tone, "Did I say I don't eat noodles?"

She hooked the noodle bowl closer, picked up a noodle wrapped with green vegetables, bowed her head to take a sip, and ate it.

La's eyes were red, and she couldn't hide her tears. She hummed twice and refused to admit defeat: "The food in Bashu is nothing more than that."

Bai Lian coughed twice, and his lips were a little red. He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, and lowered his body.

Pulling the collar, he revealed several bottles of soy milk hidden in it, and said with a smile: "I have several bottles of sweet soy milk for you to drink."

For some reason, Fang Geyu found it very funny to watch him lower his body and look like offering treasures.

It is clearly not a precious object.

A bottle of sweet soy milk worth seven cents is really a rarity for her.

Fang Geyu, who was secretly sarcastic in his heart, unceremoniously reached out and took out the bottles of sweet soy milk, and placed them on the table one by one, and the two little boots under the table lightly tapped each other Toes.

Looking at the appearance, it is thought that this sweet milk was brought to Xiao Yuan'er, but now it is all given to her.

She was about to say a few daily stinging words when Fang Geyu raised her head and bumped into Bai Lian's eyes, but from those clean and pure black pupils she saw her eyebrows and eyes curved like a moon.

Smiling like a kitten stealing a fish.

Heck!

Who is this? !

Why put on her Fang Geyu's face and still smile like this... It's disgusting!
After being stunned for a while, Fang Geyu only felt that this noodle shop that raised ghosts was really scary. Could it be that she was possessed by some dirty thing?
With trembling hands, he took out a small silver-gray pendant mirror from the Qiankun bag, and took a picture of himself. The eyeballs were black, not red.

This meant that she was not possessed by a ghost.

The person who just laughed was really her.

Fang Geyu was unbelievable.

She is the majestic young lady of Shifang City, the richest woman in the whole world, and it is so simple... She is so happy to be dismissed by a few bottles of sweet milk.

When did she become so poor and have never seen anything good?

"Don't look in the mirror when eating, it's cold, the food will be cold after a while." Bai Lian instructed.

Fang Geyu put away the mirror, the red oil was gone on the bowl of hot soup, and Bai Lian drank it with a spoon. The soup was bright yellow, and it didn't look as spicy as before.

She also took a spoonful, sipped it, and said, "What do you want to tell me in detail?"

While talking, Fang Geyu put the fried eggs made by the old woman in the noodle bowl on the small plate, and pushed in the direction of Bai Lian: "I don't like to eat this, you help me eat."

Bai Lian bent his lips and smiled, without refusing, he took a bite of the fried egg, which was also delicious.

"Fang Geyu, in previous years, when Xianling City chose a city lord, would you notify me three months in advance?" he asked.

Fang Geyu soaked a piece of deep-fried noodles in hot soup, and it was spicy and crispy in the mouth.

She took two breaths of hot mist, and replied: "Xianling City rarely chooses a city lord. You also know that ordinary practitioners have a long lifespan. The last city lord lived for 930 years and was buried ten years ago. up.

It is only now that the exam is selected, and the female official Sixi next to the emperor is sitting in the fairy city. In fact, the position of the city lord is not in a hurry to be selected. As for whether the exam was notified in advance 500 years ago, I guess no one really cares. what happened? "

Bai Lian lowered his voice, and said: "I suspect that the grand examination of Xianling City will be officially opened in three months, but it is not the case. The invitations were sent out early, and Xiancheng is already overcrowded. From that moment on, it has started silently.”

Fang Geyu was surprised for a moment, and was about to ask more questions. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but slowly lowered her eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "This is really like a lady's style, and it's really disgusting."

Bai Lian said: "I think these three months are just the first round of exams. As for how to successfully pass this round of exams, there are too few clues, so we don't know yet."

Fang Geyu laughed: "All I know is that I don't do anything, I just bury my head in the room and study hard. This first round of exams is probably equivalent to handing in a blank paper."

Bai Lian nodded, and said: "So if you have nothing to do, take a look around the city, maybe you can gain something unexpected."

Fang Geyu clicked his tongue, very impatient: "What is this lady's status, what does it look like to wander around the city like a country bumpkin?"

Bai Lian was lowering his head to deal with the fried eggs and beef in the bowl. He liked the old lady's cooking skills very much. More importantly, he was able to taste the taste of human food, which was very touching.

Hearing Fang Geyu's words, he answered without thinking: "What's the matter, Miss Fang is not a country bumpkin, but the corpse demon next to her who just came out of the mountains can reluctantly be a country bumpkin for a while, please Miss Fang Show kindness and show me the world."

Fang Geyu laughed out loud, and the little feet under the table couldn't help but kicked his legs: "I'll say it's hard, you're imitating Miss Ben's tone."

(End of this chapter)