Midnight Restaurant

Chapter 350

I stared at the yellow cloth in a daze for a long time, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

That's right, I don't know why, but I just made myself laugh.

"Stop making trouble, how could it be so boring...Forget it, think about it later." So, I staggered away from the back kitchen.

There were not many customers that night, and the proprietress had no intention of doing business.

After all, I have collected all the emotions that should be collected, and now, I am the last one.

So, I spent most of that night chatting with the proprietress.

Because I was bored, I asked about those strange-looking fairies upstairs, why the proprietress collects souls, but the upstairs hosts those who have no connection with collecting souls on the surface.

"Young man, you know that there are some things that you can't do alone. In fact, it's a relationship of interest... Let's put it this way, sister, I'm just a hooligan who watches night shows, and those people are all night show bosses."

I raised my eyebrows: "Hey? You mean, those gods are all covered by you?"

"That's understandable."

The proprietress answered me indifferently.

"Is the fighting power of the gods so low..."

At this moment, the proprietress shook her head and smiled: "Young man, you are wrong, there are only gods upstairs, no immortals..."

"Hey?"

I don't understand this, is there a difference?

"Of course there is a difference...but it doesn't matter. In short, you just need to understand that they have their own exclusive abilities, such as the god of luck, who can change luck, adjust luck, and let people see the moment when they change their luck and change their destiny. .There are also fierce gods, you have seen them before, and there are others. I will ask them to help me occasionally to find the soul I need, but now, there should be no need.”

"Hey! Not really, Sister Lan, maybe they can help me know what emotion is in my soul, which is what you need..."

This is my whim again.

The proprietress didn't care at first, but for some reason, she moved slower and slower as she fiddled with the knife, then turned to look at me, and suddenly smiled: "Huh? Boy, I find that you are much cuter than in the past recently... This is a good idea. "

When I was talking, the proprietress looked at me like she was looking at a little white mouse.

At that time, I was taken aback, and suddenly had an ominous premonition...

Sure enough, half an hour later, the proprietress cleared all the guests downstairs, leaving the fairies upstairs, and then, holding me down, lay down on two tables, and this group of strange people surrounded me up the middle.

"That... Boss Du, how did this little brother offend you?" Hei Tong spoke, and this luck god is familiar to me.

"He is the last master of the soul I need, but now I don't understand what soul is different from ordinary people in his body, so I plan to ask you to help me find out that emotion."

Saying that, the proprietress turned her head to look at the people around me: "Now... use your own abilities to check, and then report the results to me one by one."

Although these people are called gods by the proprietress, they seem to be quite afraid of the proprietress.

Heitong was the first to be checked for me.

He curled his lips: "This child's luck distribution is very sparse. Although there is no particularly unlucky time, but basically he will never be unlucky in his life... To put it bluntly, he is half of the people who are not bad. For things like luck, There is no desire, because he seems to understand that it is useless to have desire!"

I have black lines all over my face.

And then there was that fierce god, he looked at me and laughed wildly: "Count me, I'm a coward! I'm timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and I don't have any desire for anything related to killing..."

nonsense!I'm not a psychopath...

Then, an old man in a golden mandarin jacket came, touched me up and down, and giggled: "Wealth is not good, but I seem to be used to it... I don't have any desire for money."

Wealth?Who is this?Do you care about the gods who have something to do with money?
At that time, I grabbed the wrist of this great god: "Grandpa, grandpa, do you have a way to change your luck? Can you tell this junior?!"

"Well, resign from Boss Du."

I have black lines all over my face. If I could resign, I would resign a long time ago.

But having said that, after a while, the proprietress really collected her emotions. If my left eye can suddenly be used, does that mean she is really leaving?Then if she leaves, do I still have to stay in this restaurant?
I have to ask about this matter later.

After remembering this, I will continue to listen to the analysis of the group of gods, which probably looks like this.

An old man came to me: "...Tsk tsk tsk, this kid doesn't want to make progress, he has no desire."

Another old man came to me: "...Tsk tsk tsk, this kid has a normal IQ, but he is too lazy, doesn't like to think, and has no desires."

"...Tsk tsk tsk, this kid hasn't done any good deeds since he was a child. He didn't even help the old lady cross the road once. He has no desire."

"...Tsk tsk tsk, this kid won't even be rotten!"

"...Tsk tsk tsk, this kid couldn't even beat that little girl next door!"

……

In this way, it lasted about two hours.

I finally broke out: "Hey hey! Don't be so tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tut-open-open-open-open-all-for-me!"

I got off that table and got kicked away by all these old things.

However, it seemed that it was time for the proprietress restaurant to close. These gods should have left. When they left, they were all muttering, saying that the more incapable they were, the more tempered they would be.

your uncle...

Is the proprietress sure that these old gods are not here to humiliate me?
"Sister Lan, I think these old things are right, so I think I won't lose anything by cooking me a dish for each category..."

As I said that, I put a hand on the boss lady's shoulder.

At that time, the proprietress froze for a moment, then looked at me.

I thought she didn't hear clearly, so I repeated: "Anyway, I'm not interested in anything."

"Young man, I don't see you because of this..."

This time it's my turn to be stunned, so what's wrong with me?
So, I saw my hand.

At that time, I laughed dryly: "Ahem, what... Sister Lan, this is actually a misunderstanding..."

I stopped awkwardly.

But when I left, I was still a bit reluctant, and the soft shoulders of the proprietress seemed to be...

It seemed to me, but the proprietress shook her head: "It's not this, I mean, young man, let me go..."

Why?excuse me?
I was taken aback for a moment, then moved away, and found that there was actually an old man behind me.

This old man looks a bit special, how should I put it, he is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, different from the previous ones, most of those old gods look scary.

This looks quite comfortable, still smiling at me.

So, I asked him, "You...why didn't you leave?"

"I haven't said what I should say, I can't leave now..."

I have black lines all over my face, but this old man has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, which is not a good thing. It's because I didn't blackmail me, right?
"Tell me." But at this moment, the proprietress spoke up.

She is also quite boring.

However, having said that, anyway, I have been stimulated for a long time, and I don't care about being stimulated. On the contrary, I am quite curious, what else can this kind-hearted old man use to stimulate me again?
"Go ahead."

I nodded at him.

The old man smiled, put one hand on my shoulder, and pointed to my chest with the other: "...Although this young man is useless, it's not that he has no attachments in his heart, but to be honest, the only attachment in his heart , as a woman, she will not be able to accomplish any great things after all."

I have a black face, so why not black me?
I can't take it anymore, really, I want to fight this old man.

But at this moment, the proprietress suddenly floated to my side, blocked the old man, and asked: "You said... what is he obsessed with? What is his obsession?"

"A woman."

"Which woman?"

The old man suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Boss Du should know..."

As he said that, the old man reached into his sleeve, took out a mirror, and pointed the mirror at me and the proprietress. At that moment, a figure appeared in the mirror. As soon as that figure appeared, the anger in my heart was poured out. Like a torrential rain, there is not even a spark left.

That person is Miss Xiaolan.

(End of this chapter)