In an escape game...
Chapter 70 Short Chapter Supernatural Comics
"If the food supply is empty, you must fill it up before dark, otherwise..." My cousin was startled when he spoke, and then paused, swallowing nervously.
"Otherwise what will happen?" Yun Xubai asked softly.
The cousin looked around in a daze, and said in a very small voice: "There is no food outside the door. The lonely ghosts are hungry, and they will go into the house to look for food. It’s okay if they find something to eat. No, they are so hungry that they will eat anything..."
As the cousin said, his eyes moved to Yun Xubai's body, and he looked up and down: "I heard from the old man that lonely ghosts like to eat eyes, tongues and all kinds of soft internal organs. You are so tender, They sure like it."
After the cousin’s words fell, a gust of wind blew in the dark corridor, rolled up an old newspaper and sent it to them, Jiao Huai stretched out her hand to reach for it, the newspaper avoided his hand as if it had eyes, and floated high into the sky .
Jiao Huai raised her face and followed her eyes. The newspaper was spread out in mid-air, revealing a photo. The girl in the photo was staring at him, with a faint smile slowly forming on her face.
Jiao Huai's back was shivering from her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the old newspaper was blown to the other side of the corridor by the wind, got into the elevator room, and disappeared before her eyes.
It seemed that the newspaper had never appeared, but the wind hadn't disappeared. The incense ash on the ground was blown up by the wind and mixed with the dust in the air, making it very choking.
"So remember, you have to put food offerings at the door every day, and you have to light incense. If you don't light incense, these are human meals. You can only eat them if you light incense." Cousin handed the lighter to Yun Xubai again, and said patiently : "Cousin, do you understand what I said, my cousin is talking about this for your own good, please hurry up."
What my cousin said was very sincere, and the logic made sense. Putting food outside the door before dark may be a life-saving reminder for the players in the dungeon.
Yun Xubai took the lighter and lit the three sticks of incense and a red candle. The candle flame danced and the smoke curled up, exuding a strong sandalwood fragrance. This pile of supernatural offerings made the corridor even more spooky.
"Okay, cousin, you go into the house, I have to leave first." Cousin glanced at the food, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Yun Xubai: "Here are the keys, if you need anything, just leave." call my phone."
Yun Xubai took the key, and the system sent a message: [Cousin's phone number has been stored in the address book. ]
I took out my phone and saw that there was a "cousin" in the contact column.
The cousin hurriedly left after a few words, leaving only Yun Xubai and Jiaohuai in the corridor.
"The system prompts that the empty house has been left for a long time, and there will be 'tenants' coming uninvited. My cousin also said that there will be food at the door for the lonely ghosts to eat. One can imagine what the 'tenant' refers to. " Jiao Huai looked at the key in Yun Xubai's hand, and frowned: "The dungeon is such a dog, won't you just give us a door-to-door kill?"
"I'll open the door." After inserting the key into the lock, Yun Xubai smiled at Jiao Huai: "If there is any danger, take me away."
The little nervousness dissipated in Yun Xubai's smile, and Jiao Huai waved her hand like a big brother: "OK, OK, drive, I will protect you."
With a "click", the door opened, there was no killing as Jiao Huai had imagined, only a musty smell that almost suffocated them on the spot.
This house has been vacant for a long time, and it looks clean, but it is a little dusty.
The house faces the back sun, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room are facing the door. Even with the curtains open, the light is still very poor, and it is a bit cold, and Jiao Huai shivered from the cold.
"Why aren't the french windows closed tightly?" Yun Xubai saw the slit of the french windows open at a glance, he closed the door, put the suitcase away, and went straight to the french windows to check.
Jiao Huai followed behind him, frowning and said: "When the house is unoccupied, the doors and windows are usually closed, otherwise when it is windy and rainy, the furniture will be broken."
"The floor has been soaked." Yun Xubai motioned him to look at the slightly swollen wooden floor: "The furniture is also damp, and with the backlight, it has become moldy."
Jiao Huai pouted her delicate nose: "No wonder there is a musty smell. It seems that no one has been here for a long time."
Yun Xubai pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, and immediately smelled a foul stench.
He covered his mouth and nose, searched around the balcony, and found a cat litter box in the corner. The cat litter box that had experienced wind and rain was terrible, and the stench came from there.
"What did I say that smells so bad?" Jiao Huai pinched her nose and said in a low voice, "It turned out to be old cat feces. Why didn't my cousin clean it up when he moved out? The cat took it away, leaving the litter box behind." What's going on, is there a gas attack on the player?"
The gas attack is okay, this is the worst time the cat has been hacked.
Yun Xubai continued to look at the balcony, his eyes swept over the clothes hanging on the balcony, and finally stopped at the corner of the barbed wire, he thought for a while: "The last owner of this house was not my cousin."
"What?" Jiao Huai raised her eyebrows, feeling a little puzzled: "The key was given to us by my cousin, I thought he must be the owner of the house."
Yun Xubai said: "The dungeon is to achieve this kind of preconceived effect, so that players can ignore some obvious clues."
Hearing this, Jiao Huai's eyes calmed down, and he re-observed the house. He tried to analyze deeply: "There are still traces of the previous owner's life here. It doesn't sound like a planned move, but rather like going out one day and never coming back."
"More importantly, there is a girls' school uniform hanging on the balcony, and there are only girls' items in the house, which can indicate that the previous owner was a woman. Continue to check the things in the house to verify this."
"That's right, and the cat wasn't taken away." Yun Xubai pointed to the barbed wire with a small hole rolled up at the corner, and said slowly: "This kind of barbed wire should be tied to prevent cats from playing and falling downstairs. The cat was probably very hungry, so it got out from here."
Jiao Huai looked out of the building and saw a visually small car: "This is the 14th floor, that cat..."
Yun Xubai rubbed his head: "Don't worry, as the saying goes, cats have nine lives, and they don't necessarily fall to their deaths."
"Who said I was worried?" Jiao Huai glared at him and snorted coldly. .
Yun Xubai chuckled lightly, but didn't expose him.
Jiao Huai was quiet for a while, then asked again: "If the cat is still alive, will it come back?"
"I'll find out tonight." Yun Xubai said.
The two walked around the house. It was a layout of two bedrooms and one living room. There was a master bedroom and a study room. After careful inspection, they were basically sure that the previous owner was a female student who lived alone.
"The house can't be lived in, so it needs to be cleaned." Yun Xubai said thoughtfully.
"Ah...can we find a cleaner?" Jiao Huai was a little desperate.
Yun Xubai said calmly: "Then someone is willing to come to the haunted house to clean it for you."
"Isn't money able to make ghosts turn the mill, why don't you spend money to hire ghosts to clean it..." Jiao Huai didn't want to do anything anyway, so she could do anything: "Ghosts shouldn't be afraid of haunted houses, right?"
Yun Xubai smiled mysteriously: "No need, the house will be cleaned automatically in a while."
"Could it be that a ghost really can't help us clean it?" Jiao Huai turned around, and the lights suddenly turned on, and saw that the mold-covered furniture just now looked brand new, the tiles were shiny, there was no dust on the floor, and even the air was much fresher.
"It's really cleaned automatically." Jiao Huai understood after thinking about it: "Cut the scene, it's normal logic for new residents to clean up, and it will be taken directly in the comics, so you've already arrived, right?"
This is one of the advantages of scene switching, just skip the time-wasting part directly, and save worry.
Yun Xubai nodded and looked out of the window: "It's getting dark, grandma should have cooked the soup."
"Boom boom... boom boom boom..."
There was a knock on the door, Jiao Huai's scalp was numb, and she whispered: "Grandma also lives on this floor, did you really come to knock on the door?"
The knock on the door disappeared, and an old voice came in clearly through the door: "Young boy, have you taken good care of your hygiene? I've made good soup, please drink it..."
This sentence was obviously said with a smile, but it made people feel that there was resentment in it.
Jiao Huai stared round her eyes, and asked Yun Xubai: "Damn, you can't be the author of this comic, you guessed it so accurately!"
Yun Xubai pursed his lips, dimples appeared slightly: "Let me draw, you may not survive the first episode."
Jiao Huai glanced at him: "Then can you open the door?"
"If you don't open the door, she might stand by the bed and call you to drink soup tonight."
Jiao Huai made up the picture, and suddenly felt a little horrified: "After opening the door, what should we do if she wants us to drink in person?"
"Then refuse in person."
Yun Xubai first lifted the lid of the cat's eye and looked out. The corridor was too dark, and he could only see a small, thin shadow. The outline was indeed an old woman.
Opening the door, the gray-haired old woman stood outside the door holding a large bowl of steaming soup, raised her wrinkled face, and said with a smile: "Young son, you said you are busy, so I will deliver the soup on time." Yes, the soup is full of ingredients, drink it while it's hot."
The bowl of soup contained large chunks of meat, and some round meatballs. I don’t know what condiments were added. The soup was clear and fragrant. Smelling it, even the Wu Zang Temple was startled by the aroma.
Yun Xubai looked towards the door, the food supply in the corner was still in good condition, untouched, the candle was half burned, and the candle flame turned dark green, and the wax oil was piled on the ground, red as a puddle of coagulated blood.
"Young boy, what are you looking at?" Grandma saw that he was silent, and passed the bowl forward, urging enthusiastically, "Hurry up, this bowl of soup is enough for the three of you."
three people?
Yun Xubai's back felt cold, and when he looked back, there was no one else in the living room.
Jiao Huai said bluntly, "Grandma, there are only two of us, where are the three of us?"
"It's three people." Grandma stretched out her hand and rolled her eyes: "Take it and eat it, and go to bed when you're full."
Yun Xubai didn't reach out to pick it up. He looked at the soup and sighed: "Grandma, my cousin said you are good at making soup. I thought it was a peerless soup. I was looking forward to it. Now I see it. To be honest, I am a little disappointed."
The smile on Grandma's face couldn't hold back, her eyes revealed a little panic, and she asked a little embarrassedly: "What's the matter, don't you like this soup?"
"Can I really tell the truth?" Yun Xubai looked embarrassed, as if he was afraid that his words would hurt grandma: "I'm afraid you will be angry."
"I won't be angry, how could I be angry with you." Grandma pursed her dry mouth and urged him urgently: "Speak quickly."
The soup master grandma no longer cared whether Yun Xubai drank the soup or not. She wanted to know what was wrong with her soup and why she let him down.
It must be said clearly and clearly.
"You swear you won't be angry, and you won't force my brother and I to drink this soup, so I'll tell you." Yun Xubai was aggressive, but his eyes were gentle and harmless.
Granny gradually became impatient, and the teeth that were occasionally exposed when she spoke were glowing coldly: "I swear I won't force you, just say it."
"The color of this soup is not good, the smell is not good, and the ingredients are also average. It seems that there is no appetite at all."
Yun Xubai shook his head, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Grandma, I'm very honest. If you don't like it and accept your soup, wouldn't it be a waste of your hard work? So I'm telling the truth, I hope you don't blame me."
Grandma was stunned after hearing this, sniffed the soup, and said doubtfully, "I smell very good, why don't you try it?"
"Grandma, it's hard to improve if you immerse yourself in your own world. You don't understand the tastes of our young people too much."
Yun Xubai sighed, pointed at Jiao Huai, and said sincerely: "If you don't believe me, ask my brother to see if he thinks this bowl of soup is delicious."
Grandma looked expectantly at Jiao Huai.
Jiao Huai, who thought it was really fragrant, licked her lips: "It's not fragrant, not at all."
Grandma was lost and lowered her eyes lonely.
She suddenly remembered something, looked up behind Yun Xubai, and asked, "Do you think it smells good?"
Yun Xubai turned his head again, but still didn't see anyone else.
Grandma seemed to have got the answer, and sighed a long sigh: "So you really don't think it's delicious... No wonder my son doesn't bring his grandchildren to eat here... Sigh..."
Yun Xubai slapped a piece of candy, and comforted in a soft voice: "Grandma, I think your foundation is not bad, you can improve your cooking skills soon after studying it, or you can go to a new place to learn... When the time comes Your son must be willing to drink your soup. It’s late at night, and you should also rest, or you should go back first.”
"Then I'll ask other neighbors... I'll show you tomorrow when I make new soup." Grandma came happily, but left in a daze.
Yun Xubai noticed that Grandma walked without making any sound, as if she was floating.
Yun Xubai said goodbye to her with a smile, his eyes turned cold after closing the door.
He didn't even want to pick up that bowl of soup that was made from something unknown, let alone drink it, who knew if ghosts would come out of his stomach after drinking it.
"Is this all right?" Jiao Huai felt that she had increased her knowledge again: "I thought grandma would pour soup on your face."
"When I first saw her in the elevator, I felt that there was something wrong with my grandma. This point appeared here, and there was no sound at all when she walked. I can basically be sure that she is a ghost." Although Yun Xubai always takes a slant, he still does things carefully: " She goes out to 'buy vegetables' during the day, and serves soup to living people at night. She must have obsessions with the soup, such as wanting the recognition and needs of the juniors. So after pointing out what is wrong, her first reaction is to change it, not to get angry .”
"Understood, no wonder grandma later said regretfully that her son won't come to drink soup." Jiaohuai is still young, and she still doesn't know much about people's hearts: "If the conversation just broke down, you will directly do it, right?"
Yun Xubai smiled: "They are all gentle people, so try to avoid beating and killing for things that can be solved with your mouth."
"..." Jiao Huai: "Well, the system has to give you a small gold badge of 'Peace Ambassador'."
"You don't have to be so polite."
Jiao Huai paused, and said in a low voice: "So, Grandma won't really see the third person, right?"
Yun Xubai nodded, and scanned the living room again, everything was as usual, but at some point there was a black long hair on the clean floor, moving gently with the breeze, like a wisp of ghost.
"Long hair!" Jiao Huai looked at Yun Xubai with a flash of light in her eyes: "When we were talking to grandma just now, she was standing behind us, so grandma said to let the three of us share the soup. Ask her if the soup is delicious!"
"Maybe she also said it's not good, so Grandma is even more disappointed." Yun Xubai looked at the big lock of hair, and said solemnly: "With so much hair loss, it seems that this ghost is under a lot of pressure."
Jiao Huai: "..." I am under a lot of pressure now.
"Otherwise what will happen?" Yun Xubai asked softly.
The cousin looked around in a daze, and said in a very small voice: "There is no food outside the door. The lonely ghosts are hungry, and they will go into the house to look for food. It’s okay if they find something to eat. No, they are so hungry that they will eat anything..."
As the cousin said, his eyes moved to Yun Xubai's body, and he looked up and down: "I heard from the old man that lonely ghosts like to eat eyes, tongues and all kinds of soft internal organs. You are so tender, They sure like it."
After the cousin’s words fell, a gust of wind blew in the dark corridor, rolled up an old newspaper and sent it to them, Jiao Huai stretched out her hand to reach for it, the newspaper avoided his hand as if it had eyes, and floated high into the sky .
Jiao Huai raised her face and followed her eyes. The newspaper was spread out in mid-air, revealing a photo. The girl in the photo was staring at him, with a faint smile slowly forming on her face.
Jiao Huai's back was shivering from her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the old newspaper was blown to the other side of the corridor by the wind, got into the elevator room, and disappeared before her eyes.
It seemed that the newspaper had never appeared, but the wind hadn't disappeared. The incense ash on the ground was blown up by the wind and mixed with the dust in the air, making it very choking.
"So remember, you have to put food offerings at the door every day, and you have to light incense. If you don't light incense, these are human meals. You can only eat them if you light incense." Cousin handed the lighter to Yun Xubai again, and said patiently : "Cousin, do you understand what I said, my cousin is talking about this for your own good, please hurry up."
What my cousin said was very sincere, and the logic made sense. Putting food outside the door before dark may be a life-saving reminder for the players in the dungeon.
Yun Xubai took the lighter and lit the three sticks of incense and a red candle. The candle flame danced and the smoke curled up, exuding a strong sandalwood fragrance. This pile of supernatural offerings made the corridor even more spooky.
"Okay, cousin, you go into the house, I have to leave first." Cousin glanced at the food, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Yun Xubai: "Here are the keys, if you need anything, just leave." call my phone."
Yun Xubai took the key, and the system sent a message: [Cousin's phone number has been stored in the address book. ]
I took out my phone and saw that there was a "cousin" in the contact column.
The cousin hurriedly left after a few words, leaving only Yun Xubai and Jiaohuai in the corridor.
"The system prompts that the empty house has been left for a long time, and there will be 'tenants' coming uninvited. My cousin also said that there will be food at the door for the lonely ghosts to eat. One can imagine what the 'tenant' refers to. " Jiao Huai looked at the key in Yun Xubai's hand, and frowned: "The dungeon is such a dog, won't you just give us a door-to-door kill?"
"I'll open the door." After inserting the key into the lock, Yun Xubai smiled at Jiao Huai: "If there is any danger, take me away."
The little nervousness dissipated in Yun Xubai's smile, and Jiao Huai waved her hand like a big brother: "OK, OK, drive, I will protect you."
With a "click", the door opened, there was no killing as Jiao Huai had imagined, only a musty smell that almost suffocated them on the spot.
This house has been vacant for a long time, and it looks clean, but it is a little dusty.
The house faces the back sun, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room are facing the door. Even with the curtains open, the light is still very poor, and it is a bit cold, and Jiao Huai shivered from the cold.
"Why aren't the french windows closed tightly?" Yun Xubai saw the slit of the french windows open at a glance, he closed the door, put the suitcase away, and went straight to the french windows to check.
Jiao Huai followed behind him, frowning and said: "When the house is unoccupied, the doors and windows are usually closed, otherwise when it is windy and rainy, the furniture will be broken."
"The floor has been soaked." Yun Xubai motioned him to look at the slightly swollen wooden floor: "The furniture is also damp, and with the backlight, it has become moldy."
Jiao Huai pouted her delicate nose: "No wonder there is a musty smell. It seems that no one has been here for a long time."
Yun Xubai pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows, and immediately smelled a foul stench.
He covered his mouth and nose, searched around the balcony, and found a cat litter box in the corner. The cat litter box that had experienced wind and rain was terrible, and the stench came from there.
"What did I say that smells so bad?" Jiao Huai pinched her nose and said in a low voice, "It turned out to be old cat feces. Why didn't my cousin clean it up when he moved out? The cat took it away, leaving the litter box behind." What's going on, is there a gas attack on the player?"
The gas attack is okay, this is the worst time the cat has been hacked.
Yun Xubai continued to look at the balcony, his eyes swept over the clothes hanging on the balcony, and finally stopped at the corner of the barbed wire, he thought for a while: "The last owner of this house was not my cousin."
"What?" Jiao Huai raised her eyebrows, feeling a little puzzled: "The key was given to us by my cousin, I thought he must be the owner of the house."
Yun Xubai said: "The dungeon is to achieve this kind of preconceived effect, so that players can ignore some obvious clues."
Hearing this, Jiao Huai's eyes calmed down, and he re-observed the house. He tried to analyze deeply: "There are still traces of the previous owner's life here. It doesn't sound like a planned move, but rather like going out one day and never coming back."
"More importantly, there is a girls' school uniform hanging on the balcony, and there are only girls' items in the house, which can indicate that the previous owner was a woman. Continue to check the things in the house to verify this."
"That's right, and the cat wasn't taken away." Yun Xubai pointed to the barbed wire with a small hole rolled up at the corner, and said slowly: "This kind of barbed wire should be tied to prevent cats from playing and falling downstairs. The cat was probably very hungry, so it got out from here."
Jiao Huai looked out of the building and saw a visually small car: "This is the 14th floor, that cat..."
Yun Xubai rubbed his head: "Don't worry, as the saying goes, cats have nine lives, and they don't necessarily fall to their deaths."
"Who said I was worried?" Jiao Huai glared at him and snorted coldly. .
Yun Xubai chuckled lightly, but didn't expose him.
Jiao Huai was quiet for a while, then asked again: "If the cat is still alive, will it come back?"
"I'll find out tonight." Yun Xubai said.
The two walked around the house. It was a layout of two bedrooms and one living room. There was a master bedroom and a study room. After careful inspection, they were basically sure that the previous owner was a female student who lived alone.
"The house can't be lived in, so it needs to be cleaned." Yun Xubai said thoughtfully.
"Ah...can we find a cleaner?" Jiao Huai was a little desperate.
Yun Xubai said calmly: "Then someone is willing to come to the haunted house to clean it for you."
"Isn't money able to make ghosts turn the mill, why don't you spend money to hire ghosts to clean it..." Jiao Huai didn't want to do anything anyway, so she could do anything: "Ghosts shouldn't be afraid of haunted houses, right?"
Yun Xubai smiled mysteriously: "No need, the house will be cleaned automatically in a while."
"Could it be that a ghost really can't help us clean it?" Jiao Huai turned around, and the lights suddenly turned on, and saw that the mold-covered furniture just now looked brand new, the tiles were shiny, there was no dust on the floor, and even the air was much fresher.
"It's really cleaned automatically." Jiao Huai understood after thinking about it: "Cut the scene, it's normal logic for new residents to clean up, and it will be taken directly in the comics, so you've already arrived, right?"
This is one of the advantages of scene switching, just skip the time-wasting part directly, and save worry.
Yun Xubai nodded and looked out of the window: "It's getting dark, grandma should have cooked the soup."
"Boom boom... boom boom boom..."
There was a knock on the door, Jiao Huai's scalp was numb, and she whispered: "Grandma also lives on this floor, did you really come to knock on the door?"
The knock on the door disappeared, and an old voice came in clearly through the door: "Young boy, have you taken good care of your hygiene? I've made good soup, please drink it..."
This sentence was obviously said with a smile, but it made people feel that there was resentment in it.
Jiao Huai stared round her eyes, and asked Yun Xubai: "Damn, you can't be the author of this comic, you guessed it so accurately!"
Yun Xubai pursed his lips, dimples appeared slightly: "Let me draw, you may not survive the first episode."
Jiao Huai glanced at him: "Then can you open the door?"
"If you don't open the door, she might stand by the bed and call you to drink soup tonight."
Jiao Huai made up the picture, and suddenly felt a little horrified: "After opening the door, what should we do if she wants us to drink in person?"
"Then refuse in person."
Yun Xubai first lifted the lid of the cat's eye and looked out. The corridor was too dark, and he could only see a small, thin shadow. The outline was indeed an old woman.
Opening the door, the gray-haired old woman stood outside the door holding a large bowl of steaming soup, raised her wrinkled face, and said with a smile: "Young son, you said you are busy, so I will deliver the soup on time." Yes, the soup is full of ingredients, drink it while it's hot."
The bowl of soup contained large chunks of meat, and some round meatballs. I don’t know what condiments were added. The soup was clear and fragrant. Smelling it, even the Wu Zang Temple was startled by the aroma.
Yun Xubai looked towards the door, the food supply in the corner was still in good condition, untouched, the candle was half burned, and the candle flame turned dark green, and the wax oil was piled on the ground, red as a puddle of coagulated blood.
"Young boy, what are you looking at?" Grandma saw that he was silent, and passed the bowl forward, urging enthusiastically, "Hurry up, this bowl of soup is enough for the three of you."
three people?
Yun Xubai's back felt cold, and when he looked back, there was no one else in the living room.
Jiao Huai said bluntly, "Grandma, there are only two of us, where are the three of us?"
"It's three people." Grandma stretched out her hand and rolled her eyes: "Take it and eat it, and go to bed when you're full."
Yun Xubai didn't reach out to pick it up. He looked at the soup and sighed: "Grandma, my cousin said you are good at making soup. I thought it was a peerless soup. I was looking forward to it. Now I see it. To be honest, I am a little disappointed."
The smile on Grandma's face couldn't hold back, her eyes revealed a little panic, and she asked a little embarrassedly: "What's the matter, don't you like this soup?"
"Can I really tell the truth?" Yun Xubai looked embarrassed, as if he was afraid that his words would hurt grandma: "I'm afraid you will be angry."
"I won't be angry, how could I be angry with you." Grandma pursed her dry mouth and urged him urgently: "Speak quickly."
The soup master grandma no longer cared whether Yun Xubai drank the soup or not. She wanted to know what was wrong with her soup and why she let him down.
It must be said clearly and clearly.
"You swear you won't be angry, and you won't force my brother and I to drink this soup, so I'll tell you." Yun Xubai was aggressive, but his eyes were gentle and harmless.
Granny gradually became impatient, and the teeth that were occasionally exposed when she spoke were glowing coldly: "I swear I won't force you, just say it."
"The color of this soup is not good, the smell is not good, and the ingredients are also average. It seems that there is no appetite at all."
Yun Xubai shook his head, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Grandma, I'm very honest. If you don't like it and accept your soup, wouldn't it be a waste of your hard work? So I'm telling the truth, I hope you don't blame me."
Grandma was stunned after hearing this, sniffed the soup, and said doubtfully, "I smell very good, why don't you try it?"
"Grandma, it's hard to improve if you immerse yourself in your own world. You don't understand the tastes of our young people too much."
Yun Xubai sighed, pointed at Jiao Huai, and said sincerely: "If you don't believe me, ask my brother to see if he thinks this bowl of soup is delicious."
Grandma looked expectantly at Jiao Huai.
Jiao Huai, who thought it was really fragrant, licked her lips: "It's not fragrant, not at all."
Grandma was lost and lowered her eyes lonely.
She suddenly remembered something, looked up behind Yun Xubai, and asked, "Do you think it smells good?"
Yun Xubai turned his head again, but still didn't see anyone else.
Grandma seemed to have got the answer, and sighed a long sigh: "So you really don't think it's delicious... No wonder my son doesn't bring his grandchildren to eat here... Sigh..."
Yun Xubai slapped a piece of candy, and comforted in a soft voice: "Grandma, I think your foundation is not bad, you can improve your cooking skills soon after studying it, or you can go to a new place to learn... When the time comes Your son must be willing to drink your soup. It’s late at night, and you should also rest, or you should go back first.”
"Then I'll ask other neighbors... I'll show you tomorrow when I make new soup." Grandma came happily, but left in a daze.
Yun Xubai noticed that Grandma walked without making any sound, as if she was floating.
Yun Xubai said goodbye to her with a smile, his eyes turned cold after closing the door.
He didn't even want to pick up that bowl of soup that was made from something unknown, let alone drink it, who knew if ghosts would come out of his stomach after drinking it.
"Is this all right?" Jiao Huai felt that she had increased her knowledge again: "I thought grandma would pour soup on your face."
"When I first saw her in the elevator, I felt that there was something wrong with my grandma. This point appeared here, and there was no sound at all when she walked. I can basically be sure that she is a ghost." Although Yun Xubai always takes a slant, he still does things carefully: " She goes out to 'buy vegetables' during the day, and serves soup to living people at night. She must have obsessions with the soup, such as wanting the recognition and needs of the juniors. So after pointing out what is wrong, her first reaction is to change it, not to get angry .”
"Understood, no wonder grandma later said regretfully that her son won't come to drink soup." Jiaohuai is still young, and she still doesn't know much about people's hearts: "If the conversation just broke down, you will directly do it, right?"
Yun Xubai smiled: "They are all gentle people, so try to avoid beating and killing for things that can be solved with your mouth."
"..." Jiao Huai: "Well, the system has to give you a small gold badge of 'Peace Ambassador'."
"You don't have to be so polite."
Jiao Huai paused, and said in a low voice: "So, Grandma won't really see the third person, right?"
Yun Xubai nodded, and scanned the living room again, everything was as usual, but at some point there was a black long hair on the clean floor, moving gently with the breeze, like a wisp of ghost.
"Long hair!" Jiao Huai looked at Yun Xubai with a flash of light in her eyes: "When we were talking to grandma just now, she was standing behind us, so grandma said to let the three of us share the soup. Ask her if the soup is delicious!"
"Maybe she also said it's not good, so Grandma is even more disappointed." Yun Xubai looked at the big lock of hair, and said solemnly: "With so much hair loss, it seems that this ghost is under a lot of pressure."
Jiao Huai: "..." I am under a lot of pressure now.
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