Go crazy!You call this playing a game?

Chapter 129
Touching his girlfriend's soft little hand, he regretted it in his heart.

I thought the boss was joking, or was too modest, but I didn't expect him to tell the truth.

Can the things made in this way be delicious?
If it tastes good, he will swallow this spoon on the spot!
The man said angrily in his heart, but he didn't say it.

He felt a little lacking in confidence, so he took his girlfriend out for shopping, although he only had a casual lunch at noon and a big meal after shopping in the afternoon, but this "casual snack" couldn't make her feel wronged, could it?

Who would have thought that I would come across such a wonderful store!
Still angry, I saw a girl in a strange dress in front of me.

She was holding a bowl of black food, eating with relish.

That food looked hard to swallow, why did this girl eat so happily?
The man stared at her, puzzled.

"Ouch--"

Being grabbed by his ear by his girlfriend, he pulled his gaze back.

"You two, your fish-flavored shredded pork fried rice is ready." Luo Ming placed two plates in front of them.

Sure enough, the appearance of this thing was as bad as he imagined.

The man clenched his fists, as if he was on the verge of eruption.

How can such a dark thing be swallowed?

"Boss, don't you give me an explanation? Is this food edible?" He asked.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a pair of small hands stretched out in front of him.

Hold two plates of fried rice.

A pair of clear eyes appeared in front of him, watery and lingering, making him in a trance for a moment.

Yi He'er smiled, revealing two dimples: "Since you don't like to eat this, then give it to me! You don't need to pay for it."

As she spoke, she pulled the two plates away.

There is no pull.

The previous explosion caused her hair to fall down, and it was difficult to regain that complicated hairstyle for a while, so she had to drape it on her shoulders casually.

But it made her more cute than cute.

The man holding the two plates was stunned for a while, as if he was dazzled by the girl's beauty.

"What are you looking at?" The girlfriend next to him exclaimed, finally bringing him back to reality.

"Wait, who said we don't want it anymore?" He said, took the plate back and put it on the table.

Pulling out a pair of chopsticks, he said, "I'll taste it first, and if it tastes good, you can eat it later."

As he spoke, he put the first bite of rice into his mouth.

For a while, the fragrance splashed everywhere.

The hard and urging rice, with a bit of burnt taste, or excessive or insufficient seasoning, makes the fried rice taste as strange as its appearance.

Weirdly delicious.

It smells like a sticky smell, and it tastes sticky and boring, but it's still delicious?

If someone described a bowl of rice like this to him, he would definitely think that person was joking.

However, there is such a strange bowl of fish-flavored shredded pork fried rice in front of him.

He handed the other plate to his girlfriend, feeling a bit reluctant.

Then, two people were intoxicated by this strange delicacy.

Really delicious.

His language seemed barren at this moment, and he could only use these three extremely simple words to express his inner feelings.

Look at this store again.

Immediately there was a different smell.

Such a simple storefront is really simple but not simple...

Seeing his reaction, Luo Ming was stunned.

There was still a bowl of fried rice with eggs left, which was for his own lunch. He put a chopstick into his mouth, but only tasted salty.

There is too much salt.

A little bit of black floated out of it and fell into the remaining egg fried rice.

It's just that this little thing is far less rich than what was given to Yi He'er.

It turned out that some of the leftover scraps were lost into the food of these people.

While Luo Ming was leisurely watching the guests enjoy fried rice with eggs.

In front of an old house in Linyang City.

A soul floated under the eaves, pulling the rope on his hand.

He wears a tall hat that says "Make Money at Sight".

As one of Bai Wuchang under the hands of the City God of Linyang City, he was on duty today, and he was unhappy in every possible way.

Black and white impermanence, in Linyang City, is affiliated with the Town God's Temple, and is responsible for ecstasy.

The soul is a Yin thing, especially afraid of the scorching sun.

However, the dates set in the book of life and death are evenly distributed regardless of the weather.

If a person dies at noon, Wuchang has to hold a seductive rope and go against the scorching sun.

Although the Town God's Temple has kept pace with the times and given high temperature subsidies for going out at noon, no ghost is willing to do this job.

It was his turn today, and I was 1 unhappy.

Hooking the old man's wrist, Bai Wuchang took out the life and death book and checked the date.

"Master Jiang Manlou, is that you?"

Under the sun, a living person would have to peel off a layer of skin, let alone a soul.

He collapsed to the ground, tremblingly said: "No, it's not me!"

Bai Wuchang ignored his words and checked twice by himself.

"It's not you? The horoscope of birth date, appearance and smell all match, don't struggle anymore."

As he spoke, he pulled the hook and walked back from under the shade of the tree.

Seeing the two figures rushing in front of him, Bai Wuchang pulled the ghost to the side of the road, so that he could not run into strangers.

These two people came over, a man and a woman, touching their stomachs, looking unsatisfied.

Bai Wuchang pulled Jiang Manlou, who had been quietly waiting at the side, watched the two living people pass by, and re-tie the seductive rope that was knotted on Jiang Manlou's body.

It stands to reason that no one would notice them under the scorching sun during the day, but Bai Wuchang always felt that these two people focused their attention on him.

He lowered his head and looked at himself carefully.

Could it be that he has been working hard recently, and the Lord City God has rewarded him with more merits, and he has been condensed to a hundred days to show up?
Thinking about it, he felt a little happy.

As he got closer and closer, he heard the words of those two people.

"Why do I feel that there is a cloud of gray fog here?" The girl asked cautiously.

"I think so too. Could this be some natural phenomenon that scientists haven't researched yet?" The man stared curiously.

Realizing that he was being stared at like this, Bai Wuchang squinted at them and asked, "Can you see me?"

"what!"

Hearing that the "black mist" in front of them actually spoke, the two of them seemed to have stepped on a hot wheel, and they ran away without a trace.

Bai Wuchang looked at these two people, always feeling baffled, and when he came back to his senses, Jiang Manlou was gone on the other end of the hook.

Looking around, he pouted.

Come on, I have to work overtime again. I don’t know what happened due to my mistakes. Is there any overtime subsidy?
Luo Ming saw off the two guests in the small restaurant and heaved a sigh of relief.

He began to ponder the pot.

I don't know how many plates of rice can be fried with the residual ghost energy inside. Perhaps this small shop will also engage in hunger marketing in the future.

As he was thinking about these things, he suddenly saw a dark mass and rushed towards the restaurant with all his might.

This is the soul drawn out by Bai Wuchang.

The sun was scorching hot, full of yang energy, no matter where it went, it couldn't escape, and it rushed to the place with the most yin energy it could find.

(End of this chapter)