attack stream of life

"Really, even if it's for the praise of the guests, or for business during the Chinese New Year." Qing Chuan frowned lightly, looking really pitiful, "Is there still a door-to-door service? This hotel is really not good. Seriously."

"Fortunately, I'm a clean-spirited person. What a disaster it would be for a family to encounter an uncontrollable situation? Even if you're single, it's not good to have any kind of dirty disease."

The girl in white was bound hands and feet and stuffed under the bed, her mouth was wailing, her eyes were red.

If she could talk, she would kill him with a sip of salt soda: You're a bad girl who only comes to deliver services!Can there be a little basic respect?Seriously haunted, thanks!

But now not only could she not speak, she could not even move.

Because every bone of her was twisted, one by one like a biscuit, and a sense of rhythm was also pinched.

Qingchuan, a snake spirit, discovered during the fight that Bai Yi's hair could grow infinitely and was stronger than steel wire, so he coerced and lured her to keep her hair five or six meters long, and cut off her hair with a knife.

Bai Yi was stunned, this is unscientific, her setting is that the strength of her hair is comparable to that of high-tech metal, why is it cut off with an ordinary paper knife?

After cutting, Qingchuan pulled out a strand of hair and tied up the white clothes, tied the knot, making the best use of everything.

When it was over, I stuffed it under the bed, and looked at a ghost under the bed that was as quiet as a chicken.

Silence, silence is the bed tonight.

Ghost under the bed: Hello?

The female ghost in white: ... Hello, sister!

Bai Yi looked at the same kind in disbelief: Why don't you say anything when you are here?Are you going to spend the whole night under the bed in obscurity?Do you have any professionalism?

The ghost under the bed: You can do it!Oh, yes, you've been on it, and then it became like this... ahahahaha.

Bai Yi: ...

Longevity, no one cares about corpse abuse?Is there any reason?

Qingchuan still had a bundle of hair in his hand, because it was useless, so he gave it to the mop in the bathroom, "Come on, this is yesterday's thank you gift. Mopping the floor every day is hard work, the mop is bald, you must take good care of your mop Mao."

The mop was flattered, it just happened to worry about the hair loss problem of the mop head recently, when it saw these new hairs, straight, black, soft, long, tough, top-quality ghost hair!Glad to have it replaced.

Hey, what a nice guy.

After Qing Chuan got dressed, he bowed to bid farewell to the two under the bed.

"I'm going out for a while, please take a look at the house."

The ghost under the bed: "Okay boss, go early and return early, boss."

He also bid farewell to Bai Yi, "You have to reflect on yourself. You say that you are worthy of the society, your conscience, and me? You should bid farewell to your second-year middle school, and honestly be a useful pillar of the society. "

Bai Yi: "mmp."

After entrusting the room to the aborigines, Qingchuan held the owl in his left hand and a paper knife in his right, and opened the door, "I don't feel sleepy at all. It's been a long night and I don't want to sleep, why don't I chat with my neighbors?"

What did the neighbors do wrong?

Qing Chuan walked out the door, the corridor was surprisingly lively, some strange creatures were having a party.As soon as he appeared, it was like a little sheep suddenly entering the pack of wolves, and a piece of raw meat appeared among the sharks, and the entire corridor and the hall below fell silent.

Looking over with those green eyes, Qing Chuan also saw the old man with a lantern in the corner, smiling at him, showing a row of shark-like triangular teeth.

Among them, the guy with pustules on his green skin who looked like a bullfrog let out a roar, and all the restlessness was quieted down.

This monster is not small in size, as big as a person, fat like a giant frog.Its hands and feet resembled the webbed toes of a frog, and it jumped to the corridor in front of Qingchuan with a light leap. Its yellow eyes looked up and down, and its saliva kept flowing.

The expression seemed to be that Qingchuan saw the top-quality Australian dragon and bluefin tuna, and wished he could pounce on them and eat them raw.Although the races are different, the reason is the same, that is, looking at a dish.

When I got closer, I found that there was a distorted human face inside every transparent pustule on its body. Every face was so desperate and painful, as if there was still a soul imprisoned inside.

And it has hundreds of pustules on its body, and it is still bulging like a heart.

"Come and see, there is a little guy who thinks he is smart..." Its voice was like a rusty saw sawing wood, buzzing.

I thought I would appreciate the terrified expression of the human being in front of me, but saw the human smile at it.

"Hello Mr. Bullfrog."

Qing Chuan's body appeared in front of Luppipi in a flash like a shadow. He cut a pair of eyes directly with two backhands, stretched out his hand and squeezed them hard, and the pair of eyeballs exploded like fried cheese balls. It's blood-red plasma and white unidentified objects.

"I've seen other people handle bullfrogs. But I don't like to eat this. The technique may not be very skillful, so please bear with me."

While speaking, he had cut open the skin near the mouth with a knife, a line from the left ear to the right ear, only to the skin, without hurting the muscles at all.

He was so fast, Green Pipi felt that he blinked, his eyeballs popped, his mouth was cut, and he was about to fight back, when something hit his back hard, his spine was broken in two in an instant, and he was lying on his back. on the ground.

It was as if the hall had been muted, only the sound of a broken spine was clearly audible.

Qing Chuan stretched out his hand to grab the skin at the corner of the giant frog's mouth, and tore it hard, the entire skin was torn off, revealing the snow-white and glistening meat—it looked even tastier than bullfrog meat.

This blow was hard and quick, so fast that the skin had been completely peeled off before he felt any pain.The tenacity of the skin, which he was most proud of in the past, has now become a sharp weapon for the opponent - it is because of its tenacity that it is easy to peel it off from head to toe.

Qing Chuan stepped on the frogman's head and led the frogman directly through the corridor floor to the first floor.

The teeth in the frogman's mouth were mixed with blood and instantly sprayed out in a red fan shape. He bent down and pulled out the meter-long tongue inside and cut it off directly. shout out.

The demons and goblins on the first floor scattered, leaving a neat circle. Even if the previous boss was howling at the opponent's feet, he didn't dare to make any moves, and no one dared to approach this killer star.

Everyone is not an ignorant little monster, they have already seen that the knife in Qing Chuan's hand is very ordinary, but the layer of energy covering it is extremely lethal to them.

Even the invulnerable skin of their former boss can be easily cut, just like cutting cheese. Isn't their crispy skin the end of the food delivery?

"Excuse me, borrow the candle." Qing Chuan reached out to wipe off the blood on his cheeks, but his red fingers left more blood stains.He smiled and stretched out his hand to the little old man in the corner. He obviously had a noble face like a silver moon, but at this time he had an extra layer of aura of a great demon king.

The little old man carrying the lantern wanted to get into the ground to prevent Qingchuan from finding out, but he couldn't escape, so he walked over tremblingly, and handed over the lantern tremblingly, wanting to cry without tears, "My lord, I didn't treat you well." Malicious."

"No malice? That's not what you said before." Qing Chuan took the lantern and said to the little old man with a smile.

The little old man immediately said, "My lord, my expression is a racial characteristic. I blame the master who painted me back then for not painting me well. In fact, I have always respected you very much, and I must respect you from the bottom of my heart."

"Your body is a lantern?" Qing Chuan took out the candle inside, a white candle with a turquoise flame.He threw the candle on the peeled skin, and the frogman's hide burned violently.

The wet skin was like a firecracker meeting a flame, bursting into blisters one by one.

One by one, souls flew out of the flames, flew upwards, and soon disappeared.

"Yes, my lord has good eyesight." The little old man looked at the piece of candle reluctantly, and couldn't help showing a heartbroken expression. Although it was split, if it was destroyed, it would do a lot of damage.

I didn't reap the benefits, and even lost my origin to go out, which is really a big loss.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and when the frog skin turned into ashes, the locked soul inside was also released, Qing Chuan kicked his feet hard, and gave his opponent a good time.

All the bones of the frogman were crushed into powder at once, their brains burst, juice splashed, and they died beyond death.But the peripheral nerves of its body are still there, so its limbs are still writhing, twitching, struggling, and stroking.

Qing Chuan didn't care about it, he looked at the monsters who were as calm as a cicada, "Why don't they sing or dance? Are you not welcome?"

His expression was very gentle and friendly, "I heard that there is a carnival at midnight and I came out to play, don't let me down."

All the monsters looked at each other, but they didn't dare not to listen. Their limbs were so stiff that they twisted their waists and kicked their legs. From the corner of their eyes, they still flattered Qing Chuan, who was squinting and admiring: Boss, is this posture okay?

"Huh? There should be some people who didn't come, are you not giving me face?" Qing Chuan 'suddenly' remembered something, clapped one hand on the other, "This is not okay, the real happiness is when everyone is happy~"

"No, no, isn't it all here?"

Qing Chuan pointed at the guest room upstairs, "Isn't there still in there? Bring them all out. Only when there are many people is it lively, and the carnival must have this kind of atmosphere. So, bring them all out."

"Isn't it against the rules? This is a game after all, and players can't interfere with each other." A bark man with a wrinkled face tentatively said, staring at Qingchuan with small eyes, "Besides, adults and them are actually not related to each other. No hindrance."

Qingchuan knew it, it was the ghost clapping tree outside.

"Have I interfered? You brought those companions out to have a carnival, that was your choice, and you 'willingly' do it. How can you frame people with red lips and white teeth? I haven't even touched their door."

Powerful, shameless, simply incomprehensible.

The tree man left the stage quietly with a toothache on his face.The goblins wailed, swallowed their anger, and assigned a few more to catch the goblins in the room.

In just a few seconds, a few ghosts brought out a few dazed-looking ghosts from inside, there were portrait ghosts, wall crack ghosts, erotic ghosts...all of them were not so powerful little ghosts, even if Qingchuan didn't interfere, they probably wouldn't Not necessarily all dead.

When everyone is here, the dance begins.

"How can a carnival be without music? Music."

music?The monsters scratched their heads, and finally sent a few players who could play musical instruments, and a group of demons danced wildly on the spot.

"I need a singer."

A little monster in the form of a lark stood up, and she began to sing loudly.

Qingchuan sat on the sofa and smiled reservedly, showing a row of eight teeth.He put his hands on both sides of the skirt, his legs were sticking together and leaned to one side, and he tapped the sofa leather with his fingers to beat the beat, intoxicated by it.

If you don't look around, it looks like a well-educated lady from somewhere is enjoying classical music at a concert.

Qing Chuan tapped the beat on the sofa with his fingers, the sofa monster felt itchy, but dared not move, and had to silently adjust to the most comfortable angle and height.

"Such a beautiful song should be accompanied by dance. Where is the dance?"

Several of the most beautiful female ghosts came up dancing with gauze.

"No classical dance, but modern dance. Is there mechanical dance? I want to see mechanical dance with folk songs. It must be very interesting."

The female ghosts danced and went down again, and the demons pushed out a mechanical monster, and the monster came up trembling with tears in its eyes.

Probably racial talent, although the soundtrack is a bit weird, twisted like that.

A few handsome male demons and very enchanting female demons came beside Qingchuan's sofa, those holding fruit plates and fans, all surrounded him, but Qingchuan waved them down, stay away, and smoked It's his time.

The owl is proud of the spring breeze now, it stands on Qingchuan's arm, holds its head high, and directs the little demon to send it the freshest top-quality snowflake beef with a 'beep'.

The big brother's bird is so extraordinary, especially a raptor.

Qing Chuan looked at it proudly shaking its legs, waist and neck, until the hair on its whole body exploded, "Are you cooling off?"

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

"I want to eat fat beef hot pot, please arrange it....Why, you are a little unhappy? Shouldn't this be part of the hotel's business scope?" The smile was so twisted and awkward, it really didn't look like a qualified service staff.

Qing Chuan thought of how conscientious he used to be in the service industry, and felt that these monsters were depraved.

"No, no, I'm happy to arrange it right away."

"If you want the best beef that is most suitable for shabu-shabu, you only need the meat of the loin, back and belly, cut into beautiful thin slices. Oh, and some beef balls, which are hand-made, not chopped. The chopped beef balls have a broken texture. not too good."

"To match the hot pot sauce, sesame oil, oyster sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, mashed garlic, chopped green onion, coriander, peanut butter... In addition, have a glass of iced soy milk, do not add ice, the taste will be weak. Another pot of iced sour plum soup, You can add two slices of small green oranges in it, they must be fresh."

Arrogant!

domineering!

However, he couldn't beat it.

The hot and spicy Sichuan-style hot pot is the most beautiful in the world.

On the bottom of the pot, there is a layer of red oil fried with vegetable oil, chili and peppercorns, and below is the fragrant bone broth made from pork ribs.

Fat beef rolls, fat lamb rolls, corned beef, pork ribs, pork liver, beef balls, shrimp dumplings, beef louvers, pork belly, fish tofu, tofu puff, farm bean curd, thousand sheets, mushrooms, and enoki mushrooms are neatly arranged on the side , cabbage, sliced ​​lotus root, spinach...

Just looking at it makes my mouth water and my stomach twitch.

"Sure enough, eating hot pot is the happiest during the midnight carnival."

Qing Chuan picked up a piece of hot fat beef roll, twirled it in his oil dish, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.The beef is tender, tasty and chewy. The spicy taste with sauce flavor makes the tip of the tongue irritated. The dense and very irritating spicy makes people can't help but secrete more hunger.

"Oh, delicious!"

There is also a cup of soy milk next to him, but obviously he doesn't need it.The owl that fell from his arm had been drinking, and the fur around its beak was wet.

Qingchuan, the devil himself, did not forget to give his pet a share of the hot pot. The owl curiously ate a piece, and then the whole thing exploded into a round ball, and then began to breathe fire from its mouth.

All the ghosts and ghosts who hadn't eaten cooked food for many years looked at him quietly, especially the skinny hungry ghost. When his saliva fell on the ground, a small pit was corroded. The place where it stood had been corroded into a swamp by its saliva.

If the eyes are lethal, Qingchuan has already been sliced ​​by the ghost: you are eating and we are watching, people are doing things?

"Squeak-"

Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening on the second floor. Qing Chuan looked up and saw the old white man, fully armed, with a helmet he found somewhere on his head, a frying pan in front of him, and a baseball bat in his hand. Come out like a little mouse.

Qing Chuan holding chopsticks with meat on them: ...

The player holding a baseball bat and wearing kitchen microwave gloves: ...

We may not be playing a game.

...5 minutes later...

"Is this the legendary hot pot? Oh! It's delicious, but I may not be able to eat it too spicy. That...Mr. Tree Man? Please bring me the bottom of the clear soup pot. My God, I haven't eaten it for almost half a year It's a decent meal. It's delicious! If I can go back, I must go to your country."

"Uncle, don't you have a seafood pot? The seafood pot is also delicious. Shrimp, white shrimp, octopus... are all delicious." The little boy poured sweet potato powder into his bowl while ordering.

The big brother of Wei Mediterranean takes good care of the children, and he doesn’t even care about how to eat. He cooks a lot of vegetables for the children. not tall."

"There may not be a chance to grow taller."

"Nonsense! There must be."

"I think of the sheep and scorpion hot pot cooked in a copper pot at home. It is a different style from the Sichuan style hot pot. I used to study outside, and when I was a little homesick, I would cook hot pot in the dormitory. Now even if I miss home, I don’t know how to go back. .”

The curly-haired young man took another big mouthful of beef balls in melancholy, "Oh, these beef balls are so elastic. Are they made by hand? The fibers are not broken, so the taste is very good."

"This farmhouse tofu curd is also delicious, soft and tender, and the essence of hot pot is contained in it. Everyone should try it."

The players here are eating in full swing, while the demons over there are responsible for playing, playing, singing, singing and dancing, and serving tea and water...

Demons: No dignity.

We played until after three o'clock, and everyone dispersed, because they needed enough rest to cope with the next game.After all, it is rare to meet a big boss with a lie and win. Although they are very excited, they also remember that they still have to walk alone in the future.

Even the youngest child knows this truth. After being crazy, he still has to continue to survive with difficulty, and he is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Qing Chuan found an apron from the kitchen, and silently made many dishes in the back kitchen.All big meat dishes, braised pork, garlic pork ribs, Gastrodia elata stewed chicken, old duck soup... There is a whole table.

The old man Lantern came over, "My lord, are you still full?"

"No, it's for you."

The monsters who played the piano and sang suddenly fell silent, looking at Qingchuan in disbelief.

Obviously being exploited by Qingchuan all night, but at this time he suddenly showed a little kindness, and everyone was flattered and at a loss, "Really? But although we can smell the fragrance, we can't eat it."

"No problem, you can also taste the food I made. This is specially made for you, don't you want to try it?"

Everyone was surprised, but there was always the first one to eat the crab, and it turned out...

"Oh oh oh oh!" The first one to eat crabs began to stuff things into the bloody mouth.

This is a monster with only a skeleton, and everything it eats would fall out from under its neck.But the food entered its mouth, but none of it leaked out, and it didn't know where it went.

Needless to say, it can be eaten!

The monsters don't know what politeness is. They have been hungry for hundreds of years, and they miss these human fireworks so much.They rushed up in a swarm, and the dishes on a table could not last for 2 minutes before they were CD-ROMs.

Qingchuan met the world on the side, those monsters with mouths, no matter how strange the mouth is, at least there is a place to eat.How do those mouthless monsters eat?There is no mouth, is it absorbed directly through the skin?

Even the sofa monsters went up to join in the fun, sucking up the soup with soft sofa cushions.

"You are here every day, dealing with boring players, and you have no entertainment, and you can't live without it, don't you think it's boring?" Qing Chuan asked gently.

When he used this tone before, the monsters thought that this person was a beast in clothes and a sword in his mouth, and they were uneasy and kind.But now after eating his meal and the Stockholm attack, I feel that he is a good person.

"Boring, what can we do? We can't leave here."

"Yeah, everything must be done according to the regulations. The big monsters just want to be happy, who will take care of us insignificant little monsters? Don't be kidding, even before... It's no different from now."

"My lord, in fact, that frogman was not a monster on our interface at first, but because he had something to do with a big monster, he suddenly parachuted over to be the leader. He really doesn't follow any rules when doing things. If it weren't for someone above him, hehe .”

"I came here only when I heard that I was going to manage a hotel. To be honest, I used to be the lantern of the number one restaurant in the capital. I dreamed of opening a hotel with a lot of customers. I thought I would have the opportunity to realize my dream wish..." Lantern wiped away tears bitterly.

"Me too. In fact, I used to be a knife used by a chef. I signed up because I could show my cooking skills. I didn't expect it to be false news. There was no customer who ordered food back and forth. No, no, yes ! How many times have I complained, but I don’t care, just trick us here and we’ll be done.”

"I also have something to say. I was the masseur used by Her Royal Highness the First Princess. I heard that there was a masseuse here. It's been half a year, and the essential oil in my hand is about to expire. Has anyone asked for a massage service? ?Have it?"

"And I!"

"I also……"

I was devoted to my career, but my career fell into the ditch.

Too real to listen to.

"If that's the case." Qing Chuan smiled like a benevolent person, "Why don't you change your boss? Change to a boss who is kinder, respects your professionalism more, has more freedom, and never parachutes into managers, for example..."

"I."

He pointed at himself, "Sign up now and pay social insurance and housing fund, and party from time to time in the future, think about it?"