monster restaurant

Eating is also an art. In the ancient oriental country that pays attention to food, the cooking guys can fill the entire kitchen, not to mention the heat, knife skills and so on.For Mr. Shen and Lang Liu, who other than drinking fresh blood as wine, just roast a few steaks and eat them, or simply cook a dry chicken leg to eat, Li Qingming's request is like a scripture, understandable But can not understand.

After coughing a few times in depression, Mr. Shen changed the subject and said, "I don't know if you know the whereabouts of Lang Wu?"

When the so-called psychological tactics such as dismounting Mawei were useless, the vampire aristocrat had no choice but to get straight to the point, for fear that if he continued to delay like this, he would be beaten on the left cheek and the right cheek, and maybe his whole body would be beaten.

"He deserved what he deserved." Li Qingming smiled, looked at Mr. Shen's pale face and said, "You should know that people who break the rules will always be punished, not to mention that Lang Wu broke not only human rules, but also The law of heaven and earth. I wonder why Mr. Shen mentioned him?"

"He is the son of the wolf king." Mr. Shen raised his chin gracefully, and tapped on the table lightly, and a blond young servant sent in bright red blood, and there were floating pieces of ice in it, which looked like art. products are the same.

The little wolf lying next to him suddenly raised his head and looked over, with an angry roar from his throat, he turned into a living wolf in such a big way that Mr. Shen couldn't appease him, and turned into a strong figure with a very thin waist and very obvious mermaid lines , a man with eight-pack abs but a soft waist, with a dark face, he said in unproficient Chinese: "What did you do to my brother?"

"Is he Lang Wu's brother? Is Lang Wu also a wolf?" When those things happened, Zhang Beibei was still an unconscious soul, and he was protected by spiritual energy and stuck to Li Qingming's chest. Naturally, he didn't know these things, but other people in the restaurant People have given him popular science.Two hundred and five rare IQ online, suddenly realized: "You are also the son of the wolf king, then I will catch you!"

This not-so-burly Lang Liu thought that with his agility, he could play with Zhang Beibei.However, before he could run away, Zhang Beibei pressed his shoulders and dragged him in front of Li Qingming. He said happily, "Boss, let's see what's the use. Why don't we go back and kill the meat?"

The originally smooth and impossible plot, relying on all kinds of well-behaved characters, can always involve [-] rounds, and the goal will be achieved only after another ups and downs.However, there was Zhang Beiji, who didn't play cards according to common sense, and came to a conclusion on this matter every minute.

There is a kind of aggrieved feeling that the other party knows what you want to say before you even speak.For the first time, Mr. Shen wondered whether his aristocratic status was imposed on him forcefully because others didn't want it, rather than because he fought for it by virtue of his strength.

Of course you can’t kill meat to eat, and this wolf is useless. Li Qingming thinks the Tibetan mastiff in his restaurant is quite good, and he will count it recently. He will count the rabbits he catches every day, except the ones eaten by others , the rest is his. "They are thinking about their mistakes and I will let them out when the time comes."

Lang Liu, who was struggling hard at first, slowly relaxed. He thought those two people had been killed and eaten by the mysterious Mr. Dongfang.Mr. Shen also let out a breath slowly, and laughed for the first time, "In this case, I would like to thank you, sir. I wonder if you have time to go to my concert?"

This blond, elegant senior zombie is also a well-known singer.

After carefully staring at the other person's face for a while, and finally confirming that he can't help him with facial features, Li Qingming nodded slightly. He always felt that Mr. Shen had a story to tell.

He didn't have a meal in this mysterious place, and Li Qingming felt a little hungry after he left. He looked down at his palm, and found that the mole on his palm had changed unconsciously, so he walked in the direction indicated .

"We should take him away." Zhang Beiji rubbed his hands together and said, "It looks as useful as a Tibetan mastiff. He must be very good at catching rabbits."

"One Tibetan mastiff is enough, you don't need to raise two." Li Qingming finally stopped in front of a broken door full of rust. He saw a boy about eight or nine years old walking out with a huge bag on his back. The pergola looked at the sky before continuing on.

The boy has delicate features, and a mole at the corner of his eye makes him look more charming.When he grows up, it will definitely be a big deal. He will definitely be a handsome guy who fascinates thousands of boys and girls.He stopped and walked all the way, and finally stopped outside an equally dilapidated courtyard, and shouted inside, "Ji Fanfan is here, everyone, come and open the door."

"Ah, Brother Fanfan is here." A clean kid in old clothes ran out. He accidentally fell down but didn't cry. He got up with a smile and opened the door, "Brother Fanfan, come in quickly."

He took out the leaves of the leafless tree and placed them around him, and made another stealth trick, and followed the boy named Ji Fanfan into the dilapidated courtyard.Li Qingming smelled a very obvious smell of blood. He felt a little bit in his heart. He stepped forward quickly and saw a child lying on the bed. The sheets under him were all stained with blood. The wound had begun to rot because the wound was not treated in time. The child The high fever persisted, and I called my parents in a daze.

"I brought tools." Ji Fanfan stepped forward quickly, put the big package on his back on the ground and said, "I'll help him treat the wound, you guys divide the steamed buns and finish eating quickly, you know?"

There are other children in the room. They are not very old, between 3 and 5 years old, but they are very obedient. They obediently share the steamed buns equally, gobble them up in twos and then come over to help.Ji Fanfan had already cut off the child's clothes, his eyes darkened when he saw the wound on his body, and he began to deal with it quickly.

The child is not simply injured, but a wound that has been tortured, especially the lower part, like a rotten blood hole.Ji Fanfan quickly treated the wound, touched the child's forehead, took out gauze dipped in alcohol to help him cool down, and said gently: "Persist a little longer, you will be fine, trust me. Brother Fanfan will never lie... ..."

I don't know whether his words came true or the child's vitality is tenacious, but the heat on his body really dropped slowly.Ji Fanfan also packed his package and left quietly.Li Qingming didn't leave. He and Zhang Beiji still stood outside the room, and they could see the children inside the room and the empty yard outside at the same time.

After Ji Fanfan left, the children all touched their stomachs and got together to rest.

"Boss, the outside world has changed." Zhang Beibei took the initiative to grab Li Qingming's hand, and said cautiously, "That Ji Fanfan is gone, and the outside world has changed."

The originally empty yard seemed to have many people appearing in an instant. There were people guarding behind the iron gate, with fierce eyes shining from time to time, and people walking around in the yard were holding weapons in their hands. Women dressed as old women gathered together and whispered.

Turning his head to look into the room, Li Qingming couldn't help rubbing his eyes. He found that the children were all tied up with ropes and their clothes were dirty. They were not even awake.The wound of the only child lying on the bed was unchanged and had not been treated.

So is what he sees real now, or is it real when Ji Fanfan came?Li Qingming looked down at the hands he and Zhang BeiJi held together. He was no longer sure whether Ji Fanfan was an ordinary person or a ghost, or whether the children in front of him and the adults outside were all ghosts...

"Come and take a look, we'll pack up whoever you like and send it over." Suddenly there was an extremely obsequious voice from outside.Then came the sound of footsteps, and a man with a big belly poked his head in, his nostrils fluttered excitedly, his eyes glowed red, he pointed at the child in the corner as if he saw a prey, and said, "That's him! This is the deposit! Give it to me Clean it up, I don't like to see anything dirty."

"Sure, sure." The flattering voice continued.

Lowering his eyelids, Li Qingming watched the potbellied man leave arrogantly. He slowly clenched his fists and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether the person in front of us is a soul or not, it's all happened. We... have to choose a path to go on, is it right?" Helping the tyrants to abuse others is still the way of light..."

There is no choice at all, the children are kept here for the entertainment of some people, they are not like people, they are like animals.

Before he could act, another person came.A young woman with big red lips, big red rouge, and luxurious clothes. She looked into the room with a coquettish smile, and said in a crisp voice: "That child is dying, so why don't you give him a good time. Okay, isn't it just money?" , send it to me quickly, I’m in a hurry to use it.”

"Oh, you came just in time, and this just happens to be fresh." The flattering voice sounded again, probably because the amount of money received was relatively large, and the voice was extremely happy.

Suddenly, a little ghost with only a head but no body appeared out of thin air, and stuck close to Li Qingming's eyes, with Yin Qi spewing out of his mouth, and piercing laughter.Zhang Beibei immediately pulled Li Qingming into his arms, and punched him with one punch, knocking the kid out of his wits.

"Who's there?" The woman looked over vigilantly, and stepped back cautiously. Seeing that the place was still empty, she didn't relax her vigilance. Instead, she said to the man beside her, "It's no longer safe for you, you'd better move the place immediately." .JC, I'll help you out a bit, and I'll transfer it tonight."

"Okay. I'd rather believe it or not, let's move on." The man said with a serious expression.But the transfer is the transfer, and the business still has to go on.

Looking at Li Qingming with wide eyes, Zhang Beibei whispered, "Boss, are we going to beat them all to death?"

"We brought Ji Fanfan here. If I'm not mistaken, this matter is his cause and effect." Li Qingming said very quickly, "Use the spinning top. Ji Fanfan is the key to this matter. Those children's body They are all very weak, and it is a miracle that they can survive until now, I guess it is because of Ji Fanfan. Women are not easy, let her go for now."

The spinning top left slowly, came to another broken yard, and then began to rotate slowly, the speed became faster and faster, the formed spiritual vortex sucked Ji Fanfan in, and then the top flew back slowly.

Ji Fanfan looked at the ground under his feet in a daze. He looked at his hands, and was a little surprised to find that his hands were actually transparent.The vortex that trapped him slowly disappeared, and his feet finally stepped on the ground. This was the yard where the children lived, and he recognized it.

"Go in and see the children." A gentle and pleasant voice sounded in Ji Fanfan's ear.

He approached the room, looked at the children sleeping next to each other, touched their heads one by one, and glanced at the seriously injured child, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then bit his fingertips to draw symbols on the children without hesitation . "I don't know if this can be successful, but I think you need this." Ji Fanfan whispered, "Zhu Youshu, can save the world, save you...it must be possible."

Seeing Ji Fanfan's appearance, Li Qingming frowned, stepped forward to interrupt his movements, and said softly: "The real Zhu Youshu is not to sacrifice oneself in exchange for the lives of others, but to communicate with the world and let the energy of the world be used for oneself. It is the oldest witch. Ji Fanfan, who are you? Why..."