The end of the world starts from the global copy

But he didn't want to be grabbed by the chef.

"Wait a little longer, let's go in when the restaurant opens at ten o'clock."

Looking at the chef behind him with a look of "being close to the hometown", Xiao Gao smiled and said, "I listen to the master."

……

Ten o'clock at night.

Xiling Building.

Standing at the familiar elevator entrance, Lu Ming stepped into it. As the elevator went up, the elevator soon came to the non-existent 99th floor.

As the elevator door opened, the scene outside the elevator was revealed.

The empty corridor, only the room at the end of the corridor glowed with a faint light.

At the same time, a sticky feeling spilled from all directions, fell on Lu Ming's body, and slowly wrapped around Lu Ming's body, forming a thin black gauze.

However, Lu Ming today is different from the past.

In the past, Lu Ming would still be horrified by the methods of scholars, but now, Lu Ming can see through this kind of fluffy tricks at a glance.

"Ghostland coverage."

"Change the law of reality with the ghost domain that is stronger than Zhang Mingyuan... well, probably a medium-level evil spirit."

Scholar's means, to put it bluntly, are just such a thing.

Although Guling City is Zhang Mingyuan's territory, the entire city is under the protection of Zhang Mingyuan's ghost domain.However, the scholar showed his middle-level ferocious god-level strength, and replaced the weaker ghost domain effect with a stronger ghost domain effect.

The scholar didn't intend to do anything to Zhang Mingyuan, so the scholar just kept the ghost domain near the place where the banquet was held.

"It's no wonder Zhang Mingyuan doesn't want the scholar to hold a night banquet in Guling City."

Night banquets are prone to variables, and this is one of them.

It's definitely not a good feeling to be in and out of one's own ghost domain by others at will, like entering a land of no one.

Expelling the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, Lu Ming stepped forward and quickly walked into the room.

At the entrance, three people sat behind a long table, all wearing black veils without revealing their bodies.

Seeing Lu Ming walk into the room, the leading scholar laughed.

"Welcome to the Banquet."

"And I am the host of the night banquet in Guling City. You can call me a scholar."

He turned his head and looked at the other two.

Same as last time, the two introduced themselves respectively.

"painter."

"Nightman."

The supernatural synaesthesia successfully penetrated the barrier of the black veil, and saw the faces of the people under the black veil.

A handsome scholar.

Young painter.

With a worried face, he is also the only night man here who is an ordinary person.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, Lu Ming came to Ye Xia's side, sat down, and said softly.

"grim Reaper."

……

The clock struck ten o'clock.

Ming Kee Private Kitchen is also open.

Ono, who was wearing a white uniform, opened the door of Mingji's private kitchen, and awkwardly placed a stand sign at the door of the small shop.

Letter:

[Today's Special: Tomato Scrambled Eggs. 】

Looking at the handwriting on the standing sign, Ono scratched his head foolishly, turned around and went back to the store, but didn't want to be stumbled by the steps and fell down.

The clumsy appearance made Xiao Gao and Chef smile together.

The voice came from the chef's mouth.

"Originally, Xiao Ye was my assistant chef... Actually, I never thought of asking him to be my assistant chef. It was Xiao Chuan who introduced him."

"This kid is born with a bad brain, and his parents don't want to see him. Later, um, about a few months ago, his father got drunk, beat him up, and then stuffed him into the freezer... "

After talking, the chef stopped talking.

He just took a deep breath, took Xiao Gao, and walked towards Ming Kee's private kitchen.

Pushing open the door of the store, you can see a small but clean environment. Ono was wiping the table with his butt pouted, when he heard the doorbell ring, Ono turned his head in shock and looked at Chef and Xiao Gao.

"welcome."

"Two...you two want...what do you want to eat?"

Ono said the welcome very neatly, as if he had been specially trained, but the stuttering words that followed completely exposed the fact that he was lacking in intelligence.

It's no wonder that business here is not good...

The chef just sat on the chair, looked at Ono for a while, and then said with a smile: "Have some sweet and sour pork ribs."

"Sweet...sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Ono yelled, and Xiao Chuan's "OK" voice came from the back kitchen, but Ono didn't rush to leave, instead he said with a silly smile: "Today...special dishes..."

The chef smiled gently: "Then add another scrambled egg with tomato."

A clean smile appeared on Ono's face: "Okay!"

……

"police."

"Ghost wind."

At the banquet.

With the arrival of the police ghost wind, the banquet officially began.

The staffing is the same as last time, but the chef is missing...

This is not important.

After briefly introducing the rules of the banquet to the newcomers, the scholar smiled.

"Then let's get started."

"According to the seating order, the storytellers are Nightman, Painter, Reaper, Policeman, and Ghost Wind."

The order of storytelling is different from the previous one.

Because this time, Lu Ming changed his seat - he changed from the position of the painter last time to the position of the night man this time.

And the reason why...

Lu Ming looked up at the policeman directly opposite, and saw the policeman nodded to him, full of kindness.

But it's a pity that Zhang Mingyuan didn't know how Lu Ming was going to trick him in a while... Otherwise, Zhang Mingyuan would have slapped Lu Ming on the back of the head long ago.

The night banquet begins with Nightman.

With the black light covering the bodies of Ye Xia and the scholar, after about 5 minutes, the story was finished, and then the painter.

After another 10 minutes or so, the artist's order was over, and it was Lu Ming's order.

The black light slowly entangled between Lu Ming and the scholar.

The scholar smiled until he isolated everything inside and outside.

"It's time to start."

Lu Ming didn't rush to tell the story, but said instead.

"There is a problem."

"You ask."

"I have a lot to tell, so I doubt you'll be able to pay me enough."

These words made the scholar stunned.

Before he could speak, Lu Ming added.

"And I don't need other messy things, I just need pure energy crystals."

The scholar thought about it, flipped through it casually, and found a ghostly energy crystal nucleus from nothingness.

"Ghost Qi crystallization should be able to meet your requirements."

After simply sweeping his gaze, Lu Ming nodded slightly.

The value of this thing is about the same as a piece of energy crystal... In other words, this thing is worth 1 yuan of the standard currency of the Justice Empire.

"Then, the question goes back to just now... How many ghost energy crystals are there in your hand?"

The scholar was dumbfounded: "It should be enough, right?"

That's what he said, but in fact, the scholar really didn't take Lu Ming's words seriously...

Are you kidding me?

Can I hold a night banquet without any capital?

This kid looks like a newcomer at first glance, he doesn't understand anything... I don't even know how much money the scholar has...

Who knows, Lu Ming just smiled lightly, and said meaningfully: "Then let's start."

……

"The first story I'm going to tell takes place in a magical world where urban ghost stories can become reality."

"Cough, cough, cough." The scholar coughed twice, and had to interrupt Lu Ming's words.

"You must know one thing... The story at the banquet must be true, and you must not make it up!"

Lu Ming shrugged slightly: "Can you tell whether the story is true or not?"

The scholar nodded hesitantly: "But the beginning of your story sounds like a fake..."

The corner of Lu Ming's mouth drew an arc: "After listening to this story, it's not too late for you to judge whether the story is true or not."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ming continued: "The protagonist of the story is an ordinary person named Wang Lin."

In the copy of Urban Strange Tales, Lu Ming intentionally collected a large number of stories.

In the copy of the banquet, the story is equal to money and power.

The story was not long. After only 5 minutes, Lu Ming finished telling the story. The scholar was thinking hard, and after a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Really!? This story is actually true!?"

Seeing the scholar's surprised expression, Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

The scholar's ability to distinguish the truth from the false does not lie in his own ability, but in the ability of a certain prop... probably that book...

There was no timid expression on his face, Lu Ming nodded slightly: "Of course it's true, let's pay."

But the scholar said again: "But this story is not worth much, at least not worth a ghost crystal."

Lu Ming nodded in agreement with the scholar's offer, and said, "Then I'll add a few more stories."

Chapter 127 Promotion and Dancing

The master of the ghost domain can control the laws of physics in the ghost domain.

Therefore, the real time Lu Ming took to tell the story was not too long.

Beforehand, when Lu Ming said "I have many stories", the scholar has already adjusted the flow of time in the ghost domain.For the first story, even though Lu Ming told it for nearly 5 minutes, less than 1 minute had passed in the ghost domain.