Chapter 89 The regular customers had completely lost their composure; in their joyful eating and drinking, they even forgot...
The regulars had completely lost their composure. While happily eating and drinking, they even forgot that the flower was originally an enemy and had caused them to lose some of their yin energy. They just kept making a ruckus.
Hua Hua seemed quite well-behaved; several cans of drinks and a bowl of rice were placed in front of her. However, she seemed to drink the drinks more often than she ate the rice. The poor little ghost who once thought that the most delicious food was breast milk had now, having experienced the joys of sugary drinks, completely forgotten about breast milk.
There was no way around it. Although breast milk was its fondest memory, the sugary drink was simply too sinful. The primal pleasure of those carbohydrates was irresistible to this naive little ghost. So it knelt on the cushion, holding the can in both hands, sipping it slowly.
The sutured water ghost, seemingly drunk, had completely forgotten the tense standoff it had had with Hua Hua just days before. It simply stretched out its arms and wrapped them around Hua Hua's head. From their earlier conversation, it seemed to have learned of Hua Hua's pitiful past. Now, with its arms around her neck, it sighed, "Poor little girl, I thought I was pitiful enough, but I never imagined there were ghosts as pitiful as you. There are so many delicious things in this world that you have no idea!"
"Do you know how delicious instant noodles are when cooked in hot pot?! You have no idea, waaaaah, next time... no, in my next life, I'll treat you to instant noodles cooked in hot pot, with two fried eggs!"
The Mud Demon scoffed, "You must be really hungry, haven't eaten anything good lately. You know what red oil wontons are, right? The red oil wontons downstairs from my house are incredibly delicious. I bet if you've ever tried them, you'll never crave your damn hot pot broth for instant noodles again!"
The other guests chimed in, talking about their favorite foods. The usually composed, tall man shook his head: "No, I still think meat is better. My family's cold-dressed pig's head is absolutely amazing. I never knew why my wife loved extra spicy cold-dressed pig's head so much, but now I know how much she loves it. Add a handful of peanuts and a little wine, and it's heavenly."
After saying that, both the sutured water ghost and the mud ghost turned to look at it: "No way, uncle, pig's head meat is so greasy, you like to eat it too?"
"Good pig's head meat isn't greasy at all, it's delicious! You two little girls have never tasted anything good before!"
Anyway, the two of them didn't believe it and just kept laughing at the tall guy.
Hua Hua was held by the water ghost with stitches, and after a long while she finally said, "But I don't have a next life. The people from the Countermeasures Bureau said I killed people, that I'm a bad ghost, and that they'll annihilate my soul soon. So, I probably don't have a next life."
As soon as he said that, the scene fell silent. After a while, the water ghost with the stitches said, "There's nothing we can do about it, because you've harmed someone. I've heard that some evil ghosts, after killing someone, will suck out their yin energy and soul, leaving good people with no next life. You've done something bad, so you just have to accept it."
The Mud Demon nodded: "The boss always told us not to lay a hand on ordinary people. You did it yourself, so just admit it."
Hua Hua nodded, "Yes, I agree."
Ghosts think differently from humans. If it were a human, even someone like He Zhao, they would realize they might have said something wrong. But a ghost would honestly think that Hua Hua's behavior was due to its own bad deeds, and that karma and retribution are endless, so it can't blame anyone else.
Hua Hua readily accepted her fate, at least she had met a group of lovely people and ghosts before her life was about to end.
They were making a lot of noise over there, with people drinking beverages, completely different from the other ghosts eating. Although they had deliberately found a corner away from the other ghosts, no one wanted to stray too far from the food truck, so even though they were far apart from each other, they were actually confined to that one place.
Just then, a few ghosts noticed the commotion. Their eyes lit up when they saw what the ghosts were drinking. Although ghosts are often confused and have forgotten many things, they can't forget carbonated drinks once they're in front of them.
Immediately, some ghosts floated over, and a sharp, accusatory voice rang out: "How come you have carbonated drinks?! Why?! The boss is biased! We want some too!"
The regulars' first reaction was to cover it up, but it was too late. With that sharp accusation, all the ghosts present noticed what had happened. They immediately gathered around, and rustling sounds filled the air as the ghosts whispered among themselves, "Why do they have drinks…?"
"It's been so long since I've had it, I really want some too..."
"I want to drink too..."
From that point on, the rustling sounds coalesced into a chorus of "I want to drink too!" xN. Their unusual activity attracted the attention of Qiao Yanyu and Wang Yu. Qiao Yanyu gave Wang Yu a wink, signaling her to keep an eye on things, but He Zhao shook his head.
"Why bother with them? It's just elementary school kids fighting over food. Haven't you seen this before?"
"..."
I've never seen anything like this before.
The feeling of numerous ghosts humming together was incredibly unsettling, but He Zhao remained completely unaffected and remarkably calm. While it was quite harmful to humans, it had little effect on the ghosts; the regulars simply stuffed their drinks into their pockets, seemingly oblivious to the unpleasant humming.
Judging from this, the regular customers were quite shameless, and the ghosts knew they wouldn't hand over the drinks just by talking. Some of the ghosts even knew to read He Zhao's expression, seeing that the three living people on their side were completely ignoring this side, and immediately whispered, "Let's risk it."
Actually, among the regular customers, there are quite a few powerful ghosts. Flower Ghost, of course, needs no introduction; even if all the ghosts were tied together, they wouldn't be a match for it. And the Stitched Thread Water Ghost is no ordinary creature either. Logically speaking, they wouldn't dare to approach it.
But now that there are many ghosts and they have great strength, plus He Zhao is right there, they think that no one will really fight. So, with a shout of "Let's fight!", the ghosts start using all their unique abilities. Faced with a large group of ghosts attacking them, and unable to fight seriously, the old guests were indeed in a bit of a predicament.
Only the tall, composed creature, when attacked by the ghosts, simply sat down on the ground, protecting all the drinks in its arms. Let the storm rage outside, it remained as immovable as a mountain. No one could steal its drinks.
The tall, thick-skinned ghost was completely helpless against the other ghosts. The Mud Ghost, imitating it, figured it was just a lump of mud, so what was it afraid of? The Mud Ghost simply wrapped the drink inside its mud, then collapsed into a puddle, ready to be devoured if anyone dared.
If someone is really determined to give up and try, the Mud Demon will raise its trident and poke those bad guys.
Hua Hua was clever enough to roll up all the drink cans with her hair and bury them inside. If any ghost tried to snatch them, she would wrap them up like dumplings in her hair, set them aside, and then unwrap them. The stitched-up water ghost bared its teeth and yelled, "You guys, come and try to steal from me if you dare! Hahaha, let me see what you're made of, daring to try and take my stuff!"
Unable to subdue these powerful ghosts, they turned their attention to other ghosts. The easiest to bully seemed to be the old woman. However, the relationship between the old woman and He Zhao was unparalleled by the other ghosts. The old woman was its first customer, and she was always thinking of giving it money to buy candy. How could He Zhao sit idly by?
She immediately shouted, "Go and steal from other ghosts! Don't touch Grandma! Anyone who bothers Grandma, I won't give them food!"
There was nothing they could do; the organizers were protecting the old lady, so even though there were tons of drinks in front of her, no one dared to touch them. Besides… they weren't really interested in the old lady's drinks either. Special milk for seniors, freshly squeezed vegetable juice, and Six Walnuts… Help! Who wants to eat that!
Even if they looked easy to bully, and people really wanted to try their luck... no one dared to provoke He Zhao.
Aside from those protected by the organizers and those with their own abilities, the group of regular customers who weren't particularly strong or well-connected were really unlucky. However, everyone still had some conscience; they didn't snatch everything, at least leaving one or two cans for them.
After the robbery, the other ghosts left satisfied. They returned to their own places to eat and drink as usual.
The robbed ghosts put on pitiful expressions, hoping He Zhao and the others would take charge, but they completely ignored them, focusing instead on eating and drinking. The takeout food in front of them dwindled at a visible rate. They even finished several cans of drinks.
Seeing that things had settled down on their end, He Zhao would occasionally mock them. Even Wang Yu, standing nearby, would chime in, "If you couldn't protect them, it's your own fault for being incompetent, you big idiots!"
The only kind-hearted person, Qiao Yanyu, showed an expression of helplessness. It wasn't that she didn't want to help, but rather that she was powerless to do so. It wouldn't be right for Qiao Yanyu to come over on crutches to uphold justice. Therefore, it was quite normal for the three of them to disregard everything and only focus on eating their own food.
The only time He Zhao could get off her stool was when the guests finished their rice and came for extra food.
It has to be said, these guests really can eat. Several bags of rice had already been replaced, but they were all empty. By the time He Zhao and the others had almost finished eating, leaving only scraps, they had cleaned them up and put them aside. While they were having a few sips of rice, the last two bags of rice were also almost empty.
After they finished eating, the lively atmosphere gradually subsided, and He Zhao felt a bit cold as the wind blew. Qiao Yanyu gestured for He Zhao to move closer to her, then unfolded the blanket on her lap and wrapped it around He Zhao as well.
At first, He Zhao didn't want it. She told Qiao Yanyu to take care of herself and protect her legs, but Qiao Yanyu said, "It's okay. When have you ever seen me afraid of the cold?"
With just one sentence, He Zhao obediently crawled under the blanket. He Zhao sat on a small stool, very close to Qiao Yanyu. With the blanket covering them, the temperature between them gradually rose, making He Zhao's face flush.
This made Wang Yu, who was sitting alone in the cold wind, sneeze. She looked at the two of them with resentment and thought to herself: "You two are such a lovey-dovey couple."
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