Chapter 138: Playing a big show

After seeing the old hen on the plate, Hu Zi and I were both stunned. Hu Zi stared with wide eyes and trembled slightly and said, "What the hell, why is there a living hen?"

I didn't say anything, because at this time I was also shocked by the sudden appearance of the old hen.

At this time, the other two tables also opened the iron basins one after another, and when the iron basin was opened, the old hen immediately jumped up, but its legs were tied with red lines, so no matter how the old hen jumped up, it couldn't jump out of the plate.

Hu Zi and I were both startled by the old hen. Not only us, but also the old ghosts at the other two tables were so frightened that they all sat up.

The little boy, who was about seven or eight years old, with a big braid and wearing an ancient gown, was so frightened that he fell backwards and fell directly to the ground.

For a moment, the whole Yin house was in chaos. Several old ghosts were frightened and fell to the ground. Some even screamed.

You know, although the old hen is not as yang as the rooster, an old hen is also a pure yang thing. They eat grains and drink morning dew. After a long time, the yang in their bodies is even more vigorous than some sickly people.

And these old ghosts are most afraid of yang, so they are so panicked at this moment.

"What does Master Huang San mean by this? It's ok to set up a chicken banquet, but he even brought out a hen that's over ten years old to scare us?" One of the old ghosts with a pale face and grim eyes stared at the old yellow skin and said in a grim voice: "Are you trying to intimidate us?"

"How dare I?" The old yellow-skinned man smiled sinisterly and said, "You are not from the Huangmen, so you may not know that this whole chicken banquet is the highest standard for my Huangmen to entertain distinguished guests. In the whole chicken banquet, the last main dish is called live phoenix sashimi. Since it is sashimi, it is fresh and alive, and what can be fresher and more tender than a living old hen?" After

it finished speaking, it stretched out its tongue to lick the saliva at the corner of its mouth, and then it laughed sinisterly. The rest of the old ghosts, although they all had gloomy eyes, did not say anything.

Not to mention this group of old ghosts who have been practicing for who knows how long, even a fool would not believe its words.

It's your live phoenix sashimi. Oh my god, this name is quite trendy, but it's just that, everyone knows that ghosts are most afraid of yang energy. And these yellow-skinned guys knew this, but still brought up an old hen. What else could this be but a show of power to these old ghosts?

"It seems that they are not as united as I imagined." I observed the situation on the field, and secretly speculated in my heart: "These old ghosts are all weird, they should not be nearby. To make them dare to come here from thousands of miles away, the eunuch must have made some important promise, and these yellow-skinned people are also afraid that these old ghosts will change their minds at the last minute, so they did this to scare the tiger?"

"Humph, we were invited from thousands of miles away, and Mr. Huang San didn't show up and didn't receive us in person, which was fine, but now he gives us a warning. Do they really think we are vegetarians!"

Another old ghost spoke sinisterly. He was wearing a Zhongshan suit and had a big backcombed hair, which looked very old.

But I secretly felt strange. Judging from the way this man was dressed, he should not have died too long ago. He looked like a person from the 1980s or 1990s. .7

But how could a person who had been dead for only a few decades have such a deep level of Taoism and such a heavy yin energy?

"These old ghosts don't seem to be simple!"

"Everyone, my Grandpa Huang San is receiving a distinguished guest, but I believe he will be able to come here soon to toast in person." The old yellow-skinned spirit smiled and said, "You can enjoy the food first. Oh, by the way, I have also arranged some opera for you. You can listen to the opera while enjoying the delicious food. Isn't it wonderful."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and as he clapped his hands, he saw the curtain in the back hall being lifted, and then a big clown wearing an ancient gown with several flags on his back walked out of the back hall. Behind him was a hunched yellow-skinned man wearing a dragon robe, and then there was a female ghost who was quite pretty.

Oh my god, I thought to myself, what is this? Why does this combination look so awkward?

"Everyone, enjoy your meal." The old yellow-skinned demon bowed to everyone, then looked at me and Hu Zi, and left with his hands behind his back.

After he left, the big painted face who had just entered the living room suddenly spoke.

But his first sentence almost made me spit blood.

Because what they sang was actually a selection from your Hongmen Banquet.

The big painted face should be Xiang Yu, the yellow-skinned man in a dragon robe should be Liu Bang, and as for the somewhat pretty female ghost, I guess she should be Yu Ji.

My master often listens to operas on the radio, so I have some understanding of operas. When these people started talking, I immediately understood what they meant.

"You are trying to show off your power!" I gritted my teeth and cursed in my heart.

"Qian Yu, what do these yellow-skinned people mean? Aren't we here to deal with them? Why are you listening to operas?" Hu Zi poked me with his hand and continued in a low voice, "How about we go to the back hall and find that Huang San Taiye? If we find him, won't we just chop him up?" I

shook my head and said, "Don't be impulsive, let's wait and see."

The situation is still unclear at the moment. If I act rashly, I might be attacked by these old ghosts.

Moreover, I had to find out why Miao Cuicui was here and what her purpose was.

Hu Zi and I were not interested in the drama at all, especially the sang by these people was so bad.

But the group of old ghosts listened with relish, even Miao Cuicui seemed to be attracted by the drama.

I saw that the group of old ghosts were all holding a chicken and gnawing on it, while gnawing, they listened to the music, their expressions were so enjoyable.

And the little boy who looked to be seven or eight years old was holding a roast chicken in one hand and a candle in the other hand. He first took a bite of the roast chicken, and then took another bite of the candle. His mouth was full of oil and he kept smacking his lips.

I knew I couldn't sit there any longer, I had to find a way to do something. I

immediately said to Hu Zi, "You sit down, I'll go over there and take a look."

I stood up suddenly, thinking that after I stood up, the eyes of the old ghosts would instantly freeze on me, but they didn't. They seemed to be immersed in the drama and ignored me. Seeing this,

I took a deep breath and then walked towards Miao Cuicui.

But just as I walked to the first table, the embroidered shoe suddenly moved with a "click" sound and blocked my way!