Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 95 How to Cook Noodles without Burning

404, really sinister!
As soon as he opened the door, before he walked in, there was a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and he heard creaking noises from the room, as if something terrifying was rubbing against the ground.

"Pretty girl, follow me!"

"Pretty girl, don't be afraid, I have strong arms!"

"Pretty girl, come and hide in my arms!"

"Please, don't dare to enter, and don't block the door, okay?"

Li Jingtong hugged Lin Jiajun's arm with one hand, and with the other hand pushed away the three-person group who were blocking the doorway, poking around and timidly afraid to enter, and came to room 404.

Nuo Da's room was empty and dusty, as if no one had lived in it for many years, and there was a smell of corruption in the air.

On the peeled-off wall, four lines of doggerel were exposed: Come and go in a hurry, a gust of wind, everything is empty.

In the center of the living room, an old man with wrinkled face and gray hair who looked at least in his 60s was sitting on an old rocking chair with absent-minded eyes.

The rocking chair swayed slightly, making a soft creaking sound in the empty room, which seemed particularly intrusive.

"Is he Lin Zhongfa?"

Li Jingtong hid behind Lin Jiajun, showing half of his face, staring at the old man, feeling somewhat familiar and even kind.

Strange, have you seen it in your previous life?
Seeing the arrival of a group of friends and a few strangers, Lin Zhongfa was not too surprised, nor did he take any action. He raised his head and glanced, his old and cloudy eyeballs moved, and he entered a 'peaceful' state again. Lower your head again.

"This...doesn't seem scary, does it?" Li Jingtong looked back at the trio strangely. The three of them didn't dare to go upstairs just now, talking like there was a devil here.

Now it seems that it is just an old man sitting in an empty room and rocking an armchair.

Although this old man looks familiar...

Without waiting for the trio to answer, Brother You said flatly, "If I'm not mistaken, this guy's age should be less than 35, right?"

"Yes, yes, Ah Fa is one and a half years older than me, and he will only turn 35 after this year!" Chai Yuyang said.

"That's really scary." Lin Jiajun nodded, now Lin Zhongfa looks like he is 70 or [-] years old, with an older spirit, like a terminally ill person dying, without any vitality.

After being "commented" by several people like appreciating cultural relics, Lin Zhongfa finally raised his eyelids tiredly, sighed, and said in a jerky voice,
"Hey, I don't blame anyone for making it like this. I only blame myself for being greedy. Let's be friends. Come and visit me. I understand. You can leave after reading it. Remember to close the door for me."

Chai Yuyang had sharp eyes and saw a small barrel of gasoline in the corner of the living room. He hurriedly took the gasoline away and put it at the door. It can be solved! We all guessed that you must be possessed by an evil spirit, so we specially invited Master to help you!"

"Yes, yes, Ah Fa, your son is only in elementary school this year, so you can't live without Daddy!" Curry said.

"Yes, yes, my sister-in-law is still young, so she can't live without her husband! We promised to help Brother Hua take care of his wife, but now we have one more, we can't do it!" said Xiandan.

"Master?" Lin Zhongfa raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at Brother You and Lin Jiajun lightly, shook his head slightly, and said without interest: "You don't know what happened, even if a person like me is rescued, it will still be a disaster." Social rubbish, living can only harm others and yourself. I appreciate the good intentions, so let's go."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and sat in the rocking chair without saying a word, waiting to die.

"What should I do?" Chai Yuyang looked back for help.

Brother You casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it out with his shoe, and said to Lin Zhongfa: "Hey, man, you've been putting on a show for so long, and since we're not familiar with each other when we first meet, I don't have the nerve to expose you. Isn't it necessary to put it on?"

"What do you mean? You mean, he's not Lin Zhongfa?" Li Jingtong asked in surprise.

"Damn!" Chai Yuyang was startled, as if he had been loaded with springs, jumped away from Lin Zhongfa's rocking chair, staring at him with wide eyes in horror.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Let's go, I've lived an uneasy life, must I die uneasy?" Lin Zhongfa said.

Lin Jiajun tilted his head slightly, stared at Lin Zhongfa, and asked Brother You in a low voice: "Is he in this state, the upper body of the ghost in the legend?"

After entering the door, he felt that something was wrong with Lin Zhongfa, and when he looked carefully, he found that there seemed to be a 'figure' on him, which was translucent, and the two overlapped.

As the rocking chair swayed slightly, Lin Zhongfa's face and the other translucent face alternated constantly, one painful and the other hideous.

"It's not a standard ghost upper body, but it's not bad." Brother You snapped his fingers, and said concisely: "Stab him with a sword!"

"Oh." Lin Jiajun picked up the big sword, and was about to punch Lin Zhong in the stomach.

Lin Zhongfa finally showed a trace of panic, shrank back into the armchair, and said angrily, "Hey, I'm going to commit suicide, what are you going to do! Chai Yuyang, curry, salted eggs, you three bastards, you usually spend money on gambling. Qian, peeking at my wife taking a bath, I don’t even bother with you, and now you bring outsiders to harm me! Pull him away quickly!”

"Brother Fa, it's just being stabbed, it won't hurt very much, just bear with it and it will pass!" Xiandan said.

"Yeah, Brother Fa, when I peeked at my sister-in-law taking a shower, she was only 18 years old, and she hasn't married you yet, don't blame me." Curry said.

Chai Yuyang narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtful.

Lin Jiajun stabbed Lin Zhongfa three inches above his belly button with a sword,
Almost at the same time, Brother You yelled 'Disease! ', sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice like a rain of flowers.

A sharp howl was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom visible to the naked eye popped out from Lin Zhongfa's body, turned into a ferocious face, and rushed towards Lin Jiajun who was holding a big sword.

"Go away!" Lin Jiajun yelled all over his body, blood was surging all over his body, and the evil spirit from the murder condensed out, confronting that grimace.

One person and one ghost, they were separated at the touch of a touch, and they were all knocked back a few steps by the other party.
Brother You stretched out his hand, and supported Lin Jiajun's waist from behind; and the grimace was also stuck to the wall, turning into a figure.

A middle-aged man, he looks good, but he is a bit vicious,

If Wu Shihao were here, maybe he would cut off the other party's ear with a knife.

"Damn! There really is a ghost!" Chai Yuyang roared and hid behind Brother You.

"Ghost!"

"Ghost!"

Curry Salted Egg screamed strangely at the same time, hiding behind Li Jingtong from left to right.

"Ghost!" Li Jingtong was overjoyed, eager to rush forward to see what happened. After interviewing on the spot, Lin Jiajun grabbed him.

"Damn it! Who are you, why did you come to mess with me?!" The ghost spread his hands and asked angrily.

"Help...help me...I...I really don't want to die..." Lin Zhongfa lay on the armchair, struggling to stretch out his dry hand, full of desire to survive, he was completely different from before.

Brother You dragged a broken chair and sat down, lifted Erlang's legs, scratched his feet, and said, "Since we've all appeared, let's make it clear in four, four, six, six, everyone, at any rate, we are destined to help, and those who can help will definitely help. By the way, are you hungry, let me feed you next time?"

"Ahem, brother friend, the characters are mixed up, you are a fried rice guy." Lin Jiajun kindly reminded.

"I recently developed a new product, glutinous rice flour noodles, which tastes really good," You Ge explained.

"How to make noodles with glutinous rice flour, will it stick to the pan?" Lin Jiajun asked a little disgusted.

"No, it's OK if you boil the water to [-] degrees and put it in the pot." Brother You said.

"Hey, hey, who are you guys?! What are you going to do!"

The ghost is almost going crazy. In this situation, isn't it a battle between humans and ghosts?At the very least, it should be like those two useless pieces of wood hiding behind the woman, trembling with fright!

The two were actually discussing how to make the noodles not stick to the pan?

I'm an evil spirit, shameless?No dignity?
(End of this chapter)