Ghost Restaurant

"Where are you climbing!" Gao Tinghan stopped angrily and raised his eyebrows to express his dissatisfaction.

The spider pushed aside the hair and slid in.

He also let out a sigh of comfort.

"!?" Gao Tinghan laughed.

He was actually ridden on top of by his mount!

I was planning on teaching this spider a lesson, but was interrupted by a song.

"Who is so tired of living that he dares to act like a ghost in Fengdu Ghost Market?" Gao Tinghan pursed his lips into a straight line and chased after the voice.

"Run slower, Spider is dizzy." Spider hid in his hair, seeing stars and feeling like vomiting.

"If you keep talking nonsense, get down and run by yourself." His voice was broken by the wind.

The spider stopped talking. Although it felt uncomfortable, it felt that it could still bear it.

"Where are we going?"

"To kill someone."

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Ghost Restaurant

Today's Ghost Restaurant is as prosperous as usual, and people are toasting each other happily.

The noisy conversations here also add a bit of popularity to the Fengdu Ghost Market.

If we talk about the popularity, Ghost Restaurant ranks second, and I'm afraid only Zuixianlou dares to compete for the first place.

As expected, no matter where they are, places like brothels are always busy with business.

Yan Chan turned around and looked across at the Ghost Restaurant, and sighed for a moment, saying that Zuixianlou really knew how to choose a location.

The girls welcoming guests at the door were still dressed boldly. Hey, why are there young men here?!

Yan Chan blinked to confirm that he was not mistaken.

Is this building so... comprehensive?

It's just that the smell of powder is a little too strong. Yan Chan touched the tip of her nose and looked away from the plaque of Zuixianlou.

He turned around and walked into the busy ghost restaurant.

Yan Chan walked and observed what delicious food everyone ordered. The crab stuffed with oranges on this table, the roasted pork on that table, as well as the four-happiness steamed dumplings and eight-treasure duck, all looked very good.

With a "bang", a drunkard bumped into her. Yan Chan covered her hurt shoulder and looked at the drunkard who was walking away with half-closed eyes.

She always felt that something bad was going to happen, but she hoped she was just overthinking it.

Yan Chan and his group found a corner to sit down. Although the location was a bit remote, there was a small window next to it, which was not bad.

The table was filled with sweet and sour catfish, a plate of green vegetables, fresh shrimp with pepper vinegar, roasted plums, clam soup, Yipintang pastry, and sweet wine.

Yan Chan drank a glass of sweet wine from this ghost restaurant. It tasted delicious and mellow, and her mouth was filled with sweetness after drinking it.

Yan Chan raised his eyebrows and poured half a glass of wine for Guan Zheng beside him. Although the wine was not strong, Yan Chan was still worried that Guan Zheng would get drunk if she drank too much. After all... there was a previous experience.

Recalling how Guan Zheng passed out after drinking two or three cups of wine, Yan Chan suppressed the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up, trying to make herself look less conspicuous.

"This wine is sweet." Guan Zheng took a sip, carefully held the wine glass, and looked at Yan Chan with shining eyes.

Seeing that she wanted to drink more, Yan Chan took the wine cup from her hand and placed it on the table, saying softly: "Don't drink too much."

Shi Guiyi took in the whole scene before her. She said nothing but picked up the wine cup and drank a glass.

Yan Chan and Guan Zheng's relationship seemed to have become much closer, and she observed secretly.

"The fish is sweet and tender, worthy of being the signature dish of Ghost Restaurant." Yan Chan tasted it carefully and gave it a very high evaluation.

"The food is good...it's the name, uh, it's very characteristic of the ghost market." Wu Chunlai looked at the dark fish, human meat buns, soul-flying soup, and dead skin cake in front of him...his appetite dropped a little.

God knows how silent they were when they picked up the menu.

Maybe ghosts don't know...

Wu Chunlai saw a ghost swaying and floating across the aisle, and was speechless for a moment.

Should I say I have a good mental state? Now I am indifferent to ghosts...

"Do ghosts also need to eat?" Shi Guiyi followed his gaze and saw the ghost carrying a plate of snacks and staggering away.

"Ghost, of course you don't need to eat."

"Then who did he give the food to?" Her voice suddenly rose several degrees for the last few words.

"Gao Tinghan?" Shi Guiyi asked with a doubtful yet certain tone.

Yan Chan picked up her chopsticks and tapped the chopsticks he was about to use to pick up food. "Are you eating a free meal?"

"I didn't say I don't want to pay." Gao Tinghan ignored him and just kept picking up food, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Hearing this, Yan Chan looked at Gao Tinghan with interest, "Is this Soul-Flying Soul-Scattering Soup delicious?"

"Hmm... the taste is a bit strong, but I can barely swallow it." He took a sip and finished the whole bowl.

Now, Yan Chan is even more curious about Gao Tinghan.

No matter how powerful an ordinary person is, he will act cautiously in the "man-eating" Fengdu Ghost Market. However, Gao Tinghan felt as comfortable as if he had returned home.

Yan Chan saw his eyes rolling around again, wondering what he was planning to do...

Gao Tinghan quietly touched a piece of meat and reached his hand under the table.

"Ahh, delicious." The spider crawled on Gao Tinghan's palm and took big bites of the meat.

"Hey, don't bite my hand." Gao Tinghan said to the spider under the table in a very low voice.

It has never been Gao Tinghan who dine and dine for free.

It's a spider.

"Did you speak just now?" Yan Chan asked in confusion. She just heard Gao Tinghan mutter something.

"No! It's because this soul-destroying soup is so delicious. Yes, that's the sound of me drinking the soup. That's right, it's like this." He took another bite of the roasted plum, and there was still oil on the corners of his mouth.

"I say you guys really don't know how to eat. You didn't even order the Four Seasons Roast Duck from the Ghost Restaurant." After saying that, Gao Tinghan asked the waiter to bring another plate of roast duck.

Now, if we want to serve more food on the table, we have to stack it up.

"I want to eat too." The spider stretched out one leg and wrote the word "eat" on the palm of his hand.

"......" Speaking of which, it's so small now, won't it die from eating so much? Gao Tinghan was confused, but he didn't refuse the spider and still gave it a small piece of duck meat.

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After a feast, Gao Tinghan was finally full and satisfied. He left some money and a riddle and walked away.

Really come and go without a trace...

"What does he mean? What you see may not be the truth? What you hear may not be the reality?" Yan Chan looked at everyone and found that no one had a clue.

But soon, everyone knew.

In the middle of the night, the crows on the branches also closed their mouths, but their scarlet eyes kept blinking.

A long ballad suddenly sounded in the corridor.

"La la la... la la la..." This tone seems to have a calming effect, but it is a bit creepy when you listen carefully.

Yan Chan lay on the bed on her side, resting her head on her arms, thinking.

This time they chose to stay in an inn near a ghost restaurant. Could the singing be coming from Zuixianlou?

Zuixianlou is a place of revelry every night? ?

Forget it, Yan Chan stopped thinking about it and closed his eyes.

Guan Zheng next door jumped up from the bed the moment she heard the song.

The song was so close that it seemed to be coming from her door.

Guan Zheng shrank back into bed. If she had known, she would have slept with Yan Chan today...

When everything was quiet, the knock on the door was particularly clear.

"Knock knock knock." It was like knocking on Guan Zheng's heart, and it kept ringing. Guan Zheng didn't know who was standing behind the door. Everything was unknown.

She just felt her lips were dry, so she licked them gently.

I originally thought that if I ignored it, the person outside the door would leave on their own, but I never expected the knock on the door to sound again.

Seeing this, Guan Zheng pulled out a short blade from under the pillow, hid it behind her, put on her shoes, and tiptoed to the door.

"Who is it?" Her voice was not loud but it could not hide the trembling in it.

The person outside the door didn't say anything, just kept knocking.

Guan Zheng wasn't sure if she hadn't heard it, so she asked again, this time raising her voice a little.

Even Yan Chan next door heard her voice. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the next door.

There was still no answer from outside the door.

Guan Zheng tightened the grip of the short blade in her hand and pulled the door open.

"Yan Chan? Why are you here?" Guan Zheng's hands clasped behind her back loosened a little, and she realized that her palms were full of cold sweat.

Guan Zheng looked at Yan Chan and suddenly felt like she had survived a disaster, but she still couldn't smile at the moment.

"Didn't you hear my voice?" Guan Zheng asked in confusion.

"No."