Chapter 22 Li Gui, who has no martial ethics
, stretched out another arm from his mouth and grabbed Song Yu like a spider-like ghost.
Song Yu's eyes could see clearly, and he had thoughts of evasion in his mind.
But his body movements couldn't keep up, and he was about to be caught by a claw.
The body of the deformed ghost suddenly froze, maintaining its previous appearance.
Song Yu took a few deep breaths.
Sure enough, he had just practiced the Netherworld Reincarnation Art. He was no match for this powerful ghost. He couldn't even dodge a normal attack.
And it doesn't seem to be using its own special abilities.
Song Yu has seen some comments on the Internet, combined with official announcements, etc., that ghosts harm people and seek to steal their souls and yang energy, etc., and they all act according to special rules.
But what I have seen recently is that they seem to be fighting more on their own.
For example, when Uncle Li's wife was fighting the evil ghost in the ghost realm, this one wanted to kill her whenever they didn't agree with each other.
Song Yu thought for a while, and it seemed that he had never seen what it would be like if a ghost acted according to its own rules.
Is it similar to the rules in the ghost realm that we entered before, where you can't attack, but you can tempt people to touch their bodies, and then die suddenly on the spot?
Looking back, I bumped into that ghost with my head covered at the beginning, but it seemed to be okay.
I don’t know if I need to touch it consciously or because I have a lot of kitchen utensils on me to protect myself.
Song Yu also wanted to see what the rules of the ghosts were so that they must abide by them.
In the shop, I can suppress this ghost at will, so I dare to play like this.
A little further away, this time he stood behind the ghost.
Let it regain its ability to move, and the opponent will attack you again in an instant.
But this time it turned around, and the same arm stretched out from its mouth, stretching longer and longer.
The ghost was suppressed and stood still.
Song Yu changed his position. This time he stood next to one of the ghost's spider-leg-like arms.
But the other party did not attack him, and still used the hand in his mouth.
This made Song Yu puzzled.
Is it one of its rules to attack with only the arms in the mouth?
This is stupid.
Some ghosts need to knock on the door to kill the person who opens the door, and some have to be behind the person to kill...
This ghost should be a fierce ghost, it is even more powerful.
But this clumsy attack method is extremely fast and I can't dodge it, but for the same level, is it really powerful?
Song Yu wanted to try again and let go of Li Gui, but Li Gui suddenly roared, causing his vision to go dark and he fell to the ground.
"If you don't respect martial ethics, the dignified evil ghost doesn't respect martial ethics and launches a sneak attack."
After Song Yu recovered, he pointed at the evil ghost on the ground and cursed.
He fell, but at the same time, a bowl flew out of the kitchen and landed on top of Li Gui's head out of thin air, locking it firmly below and unable to move.
At this point, he also lost interest in testing.
If he were outside, he would have died several times.
He picked up the bowl and poured the devil into the stone mill. Listening to the other party's screams, Song Yu seemed to have saved his face and snorted twice.
The majestic energy poured into his body, and he quickly used his skills to absorb it. It took him more than ten minutes to fully digest it.
"Let me see what you can produce."
Opening the drawer, Song Yu suddenly smiled.
It's a pile of rice, weighing at least two kilograms.
Not bad, the output is also quite high. This shop owner will forgive you for yelling at me.
Song Yu clapped his hands and took out the rice.
It will finally be in stock tomorrow.
As for the heart, he didn't know it yet, so he could only store it away first, maybe it would be useful in the future.
After working in the kitchen for another two hours, Song Yu took a break.
There was nothing to say all night, and he didn't open the door until nine o'clock the next morning.
"Boss Song, why did you open the door?"
When he opened the door, he saw Han Qinglong and Dahei waiting for him in a hurry outside.
"Nine o'clock is early enough. Look around and see that many stores are not open."
Of course, Song Yu opened the door after he had gone to bed. He thought to himself, how about we all agree on nine o'clock in the future and set a rule to prevent others from worrying about it? Call yourself lazy.
Han Qinglong sighed: "I'm afraid that someone at home is missing, so they didn't open the door."
Song Yu was stunned when he heard this and fell into silence.
Yesterday's Ghostland Incident, my shop seemed peaceful, peaceful, and even lively.
But ordinary people who are also in the ghost realm have a narrow escape.
I was lucky enough not to be attacked by the phantom ghosts in the ghost realm, and survived cautiously.
But those who are unlucky enough to be dragged into the ghost realm will basically not survive.
"Boss Song, do you have anything to eat?"
Han Qinglong asked hurriedly.
"Yes."
Song Yu carried the small blackboard out and placed it at the door.
There is no ghost zone, and we can continue to open for business.
Han Qinglong and Dahei looked over together.
"Fried dough sticks, baked potato slices... golden egg fried rice, nothing else is cheap?"
Han Qinglong was dumbfounded.
There are quite a few types of food available today.
But except for the first two, the others cost thousands of points.
I am currently following Dahei. Dahei only has a total of two hundred points, and now I only have more than ninety points left.
"No, it was all eaten yesterday. You've seen it."
"Then shop owner, why don't you make more?"
Song Yu shook his head: "It's not that easy to make. Just wait for two days."
After two days , those young leeks from the Special Affairs Bureau should be here soon.
From now on, there will be a steady stream.
"Okay, give us two portions of fried dough sticks and fried potato chips."
Han Qinglong and Dahei finished eating and asked for another portion.
"If you take it away, the taste will remain the same, but the effect will be reduced by half." Song Yu reminded.
"Ah?"
Han Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said: "The taste has not changed? That's okay. My master won't mind this effect anyway."
Seeing the man and the dog go away, Song Yu sighed: " As expected, I am still comfortable without heart or lungs."
Maybe next time we meet, Han Qinglong will be the demon master.
I just don’t know how Dahei will appear.
I hope it's not what I think.
Sighing, Song Yu looked at the environment in the store. It was very clean and did not need to be cleaned, so he made tea and threw in a few wolfberries.
Although I am only in my early twenties, I must be right to take care of myself in advance.
While he was sitting in front of the computer, sipping tea and listening to some tunes, a cool-looking motorcycle outside suddenly stopped with a flick of its tail.
Song Yu looked up and found that it was the Xia brother and his brother.
"Boss Song, thank you for saving my life yesterday." Xia Ling's energy seemed to have recovered, and her face was full of joy.
Summer is no longer lively, a little wilted.
"I've never been out of the store, how can I save you?" Song Yu replied.
Xia Ling explained.
"Yesterday, the three deputy directors were dispatched at the same time, and they almost failed. Thanks to your steamed buns, Boss Song."
Song Yu smiled and said: "I am very happy that the food I made has received good reviews, but they also paid the bill. So they saved you."
"It's okay if you don't admit it, Boss Song. Anyway, we all know in our hearts whether there is anything delicious to eat today."
Song Yu pointed to the small blackboard and secretly thought, what do you understand?
The two stopped to watch.
"Why are there only these?" Xia Tian was stunned.
Song Yu said: "Yesterday, your sister and the others almost ate all my supplies for many days."
Xia Tian looked at Xia Ling.
Xia Ling sneered quickly and said, "It's okay. Sister, I'm treating you today. Besides, it's not for me to eat alone. It's Uncle Chen's treat." "Then let's have a portion of each of these two. It's your treat." Xia Tian
pointed
. Refers to fried dough sticks and fried potato chips.
He also knew that the two of them couldn't afford the rest.
With a thousand or two thousand points, you have to use Li Gui to top up the food you can afford to eat.
But it's difficult for them to deal with evil spirits, let alone capture them alive. When they see evil ghosts, they can only say goodbye to the world.
Xia Ling handed Song Yu a small jade bottle, "I'll have one too, Boss Song, you have to work hard." Hearing this,
Song Yu shrugged, collected the five resentful souls inside, and got fried dough sticks and potatoes for the two of them. Slices, every serving.
Without ingredients, there is nothing I can do.
What's more, this can only be regarded as the second day of official opening, and the leeks haven't been grown yet.
"Boss Song, why are there only these two?"
"Boss Song, are they gone now?"
"Not even a drop?"
...
After such questions came several times, Song Yu became leisurely.
"Xiao Song, your place was quite noisy yesterday."
At this time, a voice came from the side, it was Uncle Li.
(End of chapter)