ghost story

After the boy appeared, the mansion seemed to fall into the night in an instant.

No, it's not the time that Song Wei perceived at the beginning, but another weirder situation, as if the whole person has been forcefully instilled with cognition, thinking that this is the night.

Suddenly, all the small buildings became noisy, full of people's voices, but it was hard to see whether there were figures floating behind the carved windows.The laughter and laughter really lingered in her ears, Song Wei's expression remained unchanged, but Chu Ying had already howled with all her might: "What the hell is this! You, take me out!" As she spoke, she He wanted to reach out and grab the boy's sleeve.

It's a pity that the little fox in the boy's arms was very clever, and immediately showed its sharp claws, scaring Chu Ying who was in a momentary madness, and almost fell to the ground.After regaining her senses, she was covered in cold sweat, and still yelled at Song Wei in a stern voice: "What are you doing standing there! Why don't you come help me!"

Song Wei showed a mocking smile, and followed up with the young man.

Chu Ying was extremely annoyed, but a strange aura lingered behind her at some point, and those laughter and noise seemed to be scrambling to come here, and the red lanterns hanging in front of the small building became brighter and brighter, and the thin red paper It gave people the illusion of being smeared with blood.Chu Ying looked around suspiciously, but was so frightened that she forgot to lose her temper and staggered after her.

When her figure disappeared behind the door, countless voices spoke:

"Yes."

"Half, half."

"smell good."

"Can't go in."

"Hee hee hee."

The young man walking at the front seemed to sense something, and smiled helplessly.

This small building was different from what Song Wei had seen before. It obviously looked like a restaurant. There was no one in the hall, but human voices were everywhere.Listen carefully, there are big men shouting at boxing games, singing girls singing in low voices, and the footsteps of children running around.Chu Ying became more and more timid, not caring about her face, and clung tightly behind the two of them.

The young man didn't seem to be afraid, and walked up to the second floor calmly. There are all private rooms here, and there are people guarding respectfully outside every door.The strange thing is that I have never heard any requests from guests, so the existence of those people seems very abrupt.When passing through a half-closed door, Song Wei couldn't help but stop and look inside.

They were a few middle-aged men with distorted faces. The clothes they wore looked old, but they were not cheap.But while they were eating delicious food, their expressions were extremely painful, as if they were swallowing burning coals.At the same time, some words spit out from their mouths uncontrollably:

"That's a devil! He deserves to be burned to death!"

"Everything is ours!"

"We can't let him kill all the townspeople!"

Chu Ying, who also witnessed this scene, felt disgusted: "What the hell is this place..."

The boy turned his head and raised a finger to his lips: "Shh - be careful to disturb them."

Hearing this, Chu Ying's back suddenly turned cold, and she had to shut her mouth.And Song Wei's gaze unconsciously fell on that white finger and the young man's lips.After a while, he came back to his senses and shook his head.

They entered the last private room together, and the waiters outside immediately followed in and bowed: "Guests, today the cook caught a fat sheep, should it be slaughtered or stewed?"

"Slaughter."

"Ok."

As soon as the words were finished, two big men suddenly appeared behind the man. They looked very fearful, but they couldn't help but carried a fat sheep into the private room.Chu Ying was frightened to death when she saw it: "This is a human!" The man who was tied to the wooden frame was a real man, his tongue seemed to be cut off, and he couldn't beg for mercy no matter what.Song Wei took a few more glances, and found that the man's face was somewhat similar to one of the middle-aged men he saw just now.

The young man gave Chu Ying a warning look: "The cook will not be happy if you do this." Then he looked at the waiter, "Where's Uncle Liu?"

"Haha, here we come!"

What caught the eyes of several people was a thin middle-aged man with sharp knives in his hands and waist, and a kind smile on his face: "You must taste the things made by Uncle Liu!"

Chu Ying didn't dare to ask questions rashly anymore. The ghosts in front of her didn't care whether she was rich or powerful outside, or her life was the most important thing.However, the next moment she couldn't bear to scream: "Ah——"

What caused her such a big reaction was naturally Uncle Liu's cooking process.The fat sheep was knocked on the head by him, and it struggled even more frantically, but was cut open by the sharp knife, revealing the dark internal organs.Uncle Liu took out one by one and put them on the round table: "This is the heart, this is the liver, but they are all black."

It wasn't until everything in the man's body was hollowed out that Uncle Liu began to slice his flesh finely, and happily arranged the plate with a white flower on the side.

Song Wei sincerely praised: "It's really good craftsmanship."

As soon as these words fell, Chu Ying's eyes became more frightened, and the desire to retch squeezed her chest, making her dizzy.Those pieces of meat and internal organs were right in front of her, all neatly arranged, and they were still howling crazily!

Fortunately, this food was not for them to eat. After Uncle Liu showed his skills to his satisfaction, he ordered the round table to be cleared quickly and a plate of vegetarian dishes was served.As for the pieces, he said he would give them to other guests. "They all like it, hehe." Although he smiled honestly, Chu Ying was almost frightened and cried, even refusing to eat the vegetarian dishes that the teenager said were harmless.

Song Wei was straightforward, without disgust or unpleasantness at all, and ate up the contents of the plate in a short while.Seeing this, the young man nodded, "Uncle Liu hates people wasting food the most." Chu Ying seemed to have been poked by a needle, jumped up quickly, threw herself on the table, and devoured the rest of the food.But after the food fell, she felt that her stomach was still empty, which made her very uncomfortable.

On the way to leave, the guests in those private rooms still ate the so-called fat lamb and uttered vicious words uncontrollably.