dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The positions of the four people are the upper, middle and lower floors on one side, plus the bottom floor of the sleeping berth on the opposite side.

But no one else yet.

Zhang Chao, who took a long journey by train for the first time, was still a little nervous looking at the white bunk.

After putting down the luggage, I fumbled here and there, not daring to lie down.

Chen Daji thought he was not tired, so he offered to make instant noodles for everyone by himself.

Fatty Zhao also wants to help:

However, it is really inconvenient for him to be in the narrow corridor...even if he is not moving in the sleeper.

The "bed board" more than half a meter wide can't fit his fat body that has nowhere to rest.

"Chicken, I'll make three barrels for the fat man."

"What the hell, I'm so hungry after tossing around for a long time!"

While talking, he took out ham sausage, pig's trotters and other food, and threw them on the lower bunk on one side with a whimper.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else around, the mini version of Chang Baye walked down from Hua Jiunan's arm and whispered to Chen Daji.

"Little brat, I want three buckets for Eighth Master!"

"Usually we are not willing to eat such high-end goods!"

Poor Chen Daji is not a octopus, how can one person take so many instant noodles.

Hua Jiunan could only smile and go with him.

The place where the green leather train provides hot water is generally at the junction of two carriages.

When the two left one by one, Hua Jiunan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

But what was wrong specifically, he couldn't tell for a while.

There is a strong yin qi, but the source cannot be found.

Haunted trains too? !

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Hua Jiunan did not tell Chen Daji.

Because if he knew there was such a "fun" thing, he might be so excited that he wouldn't be able to sleep...

The two squeezed back and forth three times before making enough instant noodles for everyone.

At this scene, the uncle in the next bunk was dumbfounded.

"Hey, half-children eat me to death! These kids can really make!"

People inadvertently sighed, Hua Jiunan naturally responded with a smile.

Chen Daji didn't hear it at all, and was looking curiously at Chang Baye who was hanging upside down on the instant noodle bucket with his tail, sucking non-stop.

The instant noodles in the bucket decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That way, it's very much like the scene where you suck on a small jug of milk.

"Baye, let's ask you something."

"You're not as big as a ham sausage, why are you so edible?!"

Chang Baye took a sip "during his busy schedule".

"Baye, I am willing, I want you to take care of me, a little bastard!"

In a few breaths, the bucket full of instant noodles was sucked clean by Chang Baye, so he jumped up and bounced to the other bucket with a bang.

I don't know if it's the effect of eating too much weight change, or if I didn't control the intensity well.

Anyway it was an unsuccessful jump:

Chang Ba Ye did not hang on the new bucket safely, but fell into the hot instant noodles with a plop.

"Oh mom, help me, little bastard, I'm scalded to death!"

The sudden shout made the passengers in the berths on the left and right poke their heads out one after another.

"Everyone is fine, who is calling for help?!"

As ordinary people, how could they have thought that just now, a hard-working and simple big...little worm would "kill itself in the face"...

Chen Daji responded very quickly this time:

In order not to shock the world and cause panic among ordinary people, he quickly pressed the outer packaging of the instant noodles, and said to the "group" of onlookers with a smirk.

"Who is calling for help? Why didn't we hear..."

Chen Daji nervously opened the instant noodles only after the curious passengers shrank back.

When the savory heat dissipated, several people saw Ba Ye Chang lying motionless on the bottom of the barrel with a bulging belly, his whole body was red from the heat.

The bursts of fragrance are exactly what our Eighth Master emanates from.

As for instant noodles, he swallowed every bit of soup and water.

This is also the only way Chang Baye can think of to save himself under this situation.

Chen Daji was stunned.

"Ba, Ba Ye, are you okay?!"

"No...wouldn't be really scalded to death?!"

Ba Ye Chang tried his best to lower his voice and scolded.

"Little brat, hurry up and pour me some water!"

After yelling, Chang Baye became even more flustered when he saw Chen Daji's actions.

"Cold mineral water! What the hell are you doing with a thermos bottle, little bastard?!"

"Oh oh oh!" Chen Dage hurriedly put down the hot water that had been turned on, replaced it with a bottle of mineral water and drenched it.

"Baye, if you hadn't said earlier, we thought you wanted to take a bath to get rid of the oil..."