Hell Live Room

"You actually found the ingredients from Zhou's Restaurant?" Guan Xiao's words revealed surprise.

"It's lucky. A victim's father stole the old bacon that had been frozen for more than ten years. I don't know if I can still find the ghost lotus powder inside." Lu Hai replied.

"I didn't expect...what are you going to do?" Guan Xiao asked.

"Isn't this asking for your help? Do you know how to extract the pollen inside?"

"I know I know, but it's a bit troublesome, you wait."

After the other party sent the message, they disappeared.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Lu Hai's cell phone rang again, this time it was not a text message, but a red envelope.

Lu Hai accepted it curiously, and opened it. It was a miniature gray bag with the collar open, and there was some off-white powder inside.

"what is this?"

"You have seen it before, mustard powder." Guan Xiao replied, "I just thought about it, we are not together, it is very troublesome to use the normal method. So I think, we can try to use the small bug of the red envelope."

"There are bugs in the red envelope?" Lu Hai asked in surprise.

"The red envelope function can only transfer items with mana or yin energy. We can take advantage of this and just pour our hands back and forth."

Guan Xiao explained, but seeing that Lu Hai still didn't understand, he urged him directly: "Sprinkle the mustard seed powder evenly on the bacon, the mustard seed itself has the function of storing things, and after being ground into powder, it can also gather the function of yin. After you sprinkle it, just send it to me with a red envelope."

Lu Hai half understood, but he still did it.

After opening the bag, sprinkle pepper powder evenly on the front and back of the bacon.Then put the bacon on the phone and turn on the red envelope function.

There was a swoosh sound, and the bacon remained intact, but the powder on it had completely disappeared.

Lu Hai vaguely thought of something, and heard a ding dong from his phone, another red envelope.

Open it, and it is also a mustard powder.

"Okay, the powder of the ghost lotus is already hidden in the mustard powder, when you want to take it out, just blow it with Yin Qi." Guan Xiao came over with a smile on his face.

Lu Hai understood now.

To put it simply, the mustard powder sent the bacon and the ghost lotus together, but because the bacon was not allowed to be sent in the red envelope, only the mustard powder and the ghost lotus powder were sent.After Guan Xiao received it, he sent it back, completing the purpose of peeling off the ghost lotus flower powder.

witty!

Lu Hai admired Guan Xiao's mind a little bit.

However, Guan Xiao, who is so smart and enthusiastic, why doesn't he have a good relationship with Xu Yan?Is it because the two had conflicts before?Lu Hai couldn't figure it out, and it was hard to ask.

"By the way, No. 15, you are going to attend the graduation ceremony, right? I should go back to Guancheng at that time, and I will find you when the time comes, and I will bring you a surprise there." Guan Xiao sent a message.

Lu Hai was slightly taken aback, yes, it's already June.In less than two weeks, he will be graduating.

Melancholy for a moment, followed by surprise.

After chatting online for so long, are we finally going to meet?

Guan Xiao... I don't know what he looks like, what kind of personality he has in reality...

Lu Hai was in a trance, when WeChat came to his phone.

Click on it, and a person with the ID "Da Zhuang Bang Zhuang Zhuang" sent: "Old Tie, it's evening, let's gather at Fuer Entrance at 09:30."

Lu Hai glanced sideways out of the window, only to realize that it was already dark before he knew it.

……

March 6, 2 p.m.

A cordon was set up around Zhou's restaurant.

Strangely, when the corpse was discovered at the scene of the investigation, the cordon was not set up. For some reason, two days after the murder, the cordon was pulled up.

Two police cars stopped at the entrance of Zhou's Restaurant, and three tall and burly policemen stood at the entrance, looking around vigilantly, and gave unkind glances to everyone passing by and watching the excitement.

No strangers are allowed in.

Inside the cordon, Wang Yehui and Zhang Peng were carefully accompanying an old man.

The old man was nearly seventy years old, with a burly body, leaning on a pear wood crutch, slightly stooped, coughing from time to time, as if he was ill.

"Mr. Huang, slow down, the road is not easy." Wang Yehui carefully accompanied the old man, leading the way.

"It doesn't matter." The person who spoke was Guan Cheng Huang Daosheng.

But that being said, he still accepted the junior's kindness.

People are falling ill.

Huang Daosheng's old injuries in his early years have always troubled him, but relying on a resentment against the years, he has been strong.Until ten days ago, my body still collapsed.

Fortunately, he prepared the medicine garden in the early years, and with his superficial alchemy skills, at least he didn't let himself fall down completely.

At this time, the three of them were in the lobby on the first floor of Zhou's Restaurant.

Relying on the big flashlight that Zhang Peng was carrying, he could see everything in the hall clearly.

Back then the Zhou family retreated hastily, they were driven away by the angry Tianjing people before they even had time to clean up the tables and chairs.Later, it was not that no one thought about the tables and chairs here, but after the inexplicable death of two people, no one touched the plants and trees here again.

The lobby of the hotel has almost remained the same as it was more than ten years ago.

There are no less than 20 round large wooden tables in the hall, and there are many long tables leaning against the walls.The chairs were scattered on the ground, looking rather messy.

Over the past ten years, the floor of the tables and chairs has accumulated a thick layer of dust, almost black.

The light shines on a long table in the north of the hall, and two footprints are circled on the ground with white chalk.In addition, there are two oval chalk circles on the table, and a circle is in the middle of the two ovals.

——When she found Yang Lele's body, she was just like this, sitting there like a diner, with her head tilted on the table and she lost her breath.

"Mr. Huang, this is it." Wang Wenhui pointed to the chalk circle, turned around, but found that Mr. Huang's attention was not on the dead man's place, but on the kitchen.

From here, through a long corridor, you can see the kitchen ten meters away.

The kitchen didn't have a door, but it was covered by a transparent curtain, and now it looked dark, hanging there like a few pieces of wide powder rolled on the ground several times.

Through the gap in the curtain, the darkness in the kitchen can be clearly seen.

Wang Yehui thought of the rumors from the people nearby. Whenever the night was quiet and everyone listened carefully, he could hear the sound of "dongdong" chopping meat and "chichi" cooking from the kitchen of Zhou's restaurant.

Gollum.

Wang Yehui swallowed nervously, his voice subconsciously lowered, "Old Huang, what are you doing over there? Could it be that those things...are in the kitchen?"

Elder Huang didn't speak, and looked at the kitchen with frowning eyebrows.

Zhang Peng shone the light at the right time, and the moment the white beam of light swayed, a huge black shadow flashed away in the kitchen!
pat.

Zhang Peng's lantern fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

"Fuck, what are you doing, you can't even hold the lamp steady?!" Wang Yehui couldn't help but patted Zhang Peng on the head.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I..." Zhang Peng hurriedly picked up the lantern, his voice stammered because of fear, unable to speak the words of reunion.

The lights are back on, facing the kitchen.But Zhang Peng's hands couldn't stop shaking, and the lights couldn't help dangling back and forth, which made people feel irritable.

Fortunately, this time there was no shadow.

Wang Wenhui wiped off his cold sweat, turned Zhang Peng with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Did you see it just now?"

Zhang Peng nodded repeatedly, his face full of fear.

Wang Wenhui wiped his sweat, thinking that it was not a hallucination just now.He looked at Huang Lao who had been silent all this time, "Huang Lao, just now..."

Huang Lao seemed to be distracted and just came back, he nodded perfunctorily, "There is something."

Wang Wenhui stopped standing in front, quietly moved to Zhang Peng's side, and said to Huang Lao: "Then, it's up to you?"

Mr. Huang gave a "hmm" and glanced at them sideways: "I'll go over and have a look, you two are waiting here." Just halfway through, he turned back and said, "If you're afraid, you can go outside and wait. be right back."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the two young men and walked to the kitchen alone.

Mr. Huang lifted the kitchen curtain and glanced around. There was no light, and he could only see some shadows.

But he didn't stop here, he turned a corner directly, turned out from the back of the kitchen, and went to the back of the yard.

In the yard, weeds are overgrown.

The night wind blew, and the weeds crawled on the ground, motionless.

On the other side of the courtyard, a tall figure with animal horns disappeared outside the courtyard wall.

Huang Lao didn't catch up and waited for something.

Soon, there was a slight sound of footsteps.A figure came out from the opposite warehouse.

The shadow is neither tall nor short, and is wearing a one-piece robe.The night was too dark, so I couldn't see clearly, but I could see that the right sleeve of the shadow was empty, and it looked like a broken arm.

"You're here." Shadow said with a smile.

"Cough—it's coming." Huang Lao suddenly coughed violently, as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.

"It's admirable to say it. I have been sick for decades, but it didn't happen until recently." Shadow said.

"But it happened after all, and it's more serious than I imagined." Huang Lao said in a cold voice.

"It's not that your illness is serious, it's that your alchemy skills are too poor. Holding a yard of precious herbs, you can't even make a decent pill for washing the marrow. If I didn't give you the power of the ghost lotus flower, I'm afraid you would have died died."

"Really? Thank you so much."

"You should really thank me." Shadow said teasingly, "It's a little surprising that I'm still so afraid of death after living for more than 70 years."

"What do you know?! If you die, you will lose everything!" Huang Lao suddenly became excited.

"Yeah, after you die, you will no longer be able to enjoy the respectful eyes of others. If you become dirt, you will be forgotten after two years."

"Cough cough cough... I didn't come to hear you laugh at me, you are not qualified yet." Huang Lao took a deep breath to make himself feel better, "Did you bring anything?"

"Bring it. But... this time it's not for free."

"What do you want me to do?" Elder Huang asked vigilantly.

"Do a small thing." Shadow took out a red flower with a grimace from behind, and sniffed it lightly, "I heard that Lu Hai came after him, and that kid has ruined my good things again and again, so I have to give him something. The lesson is. When you see him, send me a gift there."