I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Si Nanxing stood in front of a dusty building. This was an old community that was about to be demolished. Horizontal strips had been stretched around the dirty, dilapidated building, and construction would start in a few days.

Holding a double-layer insulated bucket in his hand, he turned sideways and asked, "Is it here?"

"That's right, No. 1 on the first floor!"

If anyone saw this scene, they would probably think he was crazy, because there was obviously nothing behind him, and there was no one there.

But Si Nanxing can see some things that ordinary people cannot see. In layman's terms, they are ghosts.Standing beside him at this moment is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in black clothes. If you ignore her blood-stained face, she still looks upright.

It's just that there is a big sister's head that is not easy to provoke.

The female ghost urged: "Let's go, or the soup will be cold!"

When she was talking about soup, she swallowed uncontrollably, and glanced greedily at the thermos in his hand.

Si Nanxing stretched out his feet and stepped on the ground, which was still firm, then bent down slowly, got through the protective line, and walked into the building hole.

The female ghost didn't urge him any more.

She knew that Si Nanxing was in poor health and was very delicate, so it was already a great honor to go with her to deliver this "takeaway".

She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Si Nanxing.This young man has an overly good-looking face, delicate eyebrows, gentle and pleasing to the eye, even if his skin is a little pale, he doesn't look sick, because his body is weak and his movements are a little slower than ordinary people, he seems to be from a good background Expensive and calm.

And the faint fragrance wafting from his body was more seductive than his tightly sealed pot of soup, making the ghost's stomach stand up.

Si Nanxing raised his eyelids: "Just to discuss, can you stop drooling and looking at me?"

The female ghost subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth, only wiping the blood from her own hand, and immediately became furious: "You are talking nonsense! I am not drooling!"

Si Nanxing laughed sullenly. He was in poor health and didn't dare to make too much movement. He had to restrain himself even from laughing, but this didn't stop him from smiling: "I think your name is really good. , Killing crows, you silly."

"You are not allowed to use other people's names as homonyms!" Sha Ya's face turned black.

A few days after she died, she met this weird young man who could see hell. At that time, she was afraid that the other party would use her name for something, so she submitted her online name in a flash of her brain, but now it was fine, and it was too late to withdraw it.

Sha Ya pouted his neck and muttered: "What's the matter, I look down on the second disease!"

She rolled her eyes around and thought, what a beautiful sick beauty, but it's a pity that she has a long mouth.

"Where is it?" Si Nanxing bickered with her while walking towards the dark building. The lights in the corridor were not turned on, so he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone.

One person and one ghost walked to the door of 308, and Sha Ya said, "This is it. I only found out when I floated over last time that there is still a ghost here. The old lady and her children disappeared, and she died of illness alone in the room. Even after death, I will be trapped here, unable to get out."

"The errand is coming to take her down in a few days. I told her about you, but you didn't see it. The old lady was so greedy that her saliva almost fell on her feet..."

"She can't come out, so I have to trouble you."

Si Nanxing laughed: "Well, under special circumstances, it's fine if I come out for a while."

Satisfied with his way, Sha Ya turned around and drifted away, only an erratic voice came: "Go in by yourself, I'll help you watch the wind, don't worry, Grandma Jiang died not as badly as I did, she has a kind face and kind eyes!"

Si Nanxing glanced at the direction she left: "I'm afraid my saliva will fall if I don't stay here?"

Kong Wu's powerful "Bah" came from the empty corridor in the distance.

Si Nanxing knocked on the door with a smile. The door of 308 opened quietly with a creak. The rose of the day, it seems that the original owner still pays attention to the quality of life.

Not seeing a ghost, Si Nanxing leaned in slightly, facing the thin old lady who was sticking tightly behind the shoe rack by the door.

The old lady stared at him, moved tremblingly, and let out a loud swallowing sound.

Si Nanxing put one hand into his pocket, and quietly pinched the square token in his pocket.

The old lady covered her mouth in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "You, can you see me?"

Si Nanxing paused for a moment before he laughed: "Well, it's the takeaway you ordered, right? Hades cafeteria, thank you for your patronage, every meal is a point of merit, no deception. This is the first delivery service, please You settle the bill first."

He deftly pulled out a square token from his pocket. On the black token, there were three words written in blood flying like dragons and phoenixes——Zhu Youjun, and there were four words—Yin and Yang Temporary Communication on the side that Si Nanxing held in his palm.

There was a strong evil spirit in the blood words, and a little ghost like Granny Jiang, who had never seen the world, immediately trembled with fright, and almost knelt down.

Si Nanxing handed out the token: "Just press it, just like fingerprint payment."

Granny Jiang didn't know what fingerprint payment was, but under the pressure of this strong evil spirit, she subconsciously followed what the other party said.

A golden light flashed on the token, and Si Nanxing took it back with satisfaction, and lifted the thermos bucket in his hand: "I'll put it on the table for you."

He put away the token, and Granny Jiang recovered. As soon as the lid was opened, a mellow fragrance wafted out. Granny Jiang couldn't help swallowing again, stretched her neck and asked, "What is it?"

The little girl who passed by here told her that Si Nanxing opened a cafeteria in the Underworld, and that she couldn't order food, and what he served depended on his mood every day, so she didn't know what this "takeaway" dish was.

"Spare ribs and miscellaneous grain soup." Si Nanxing lowered his eyes. There were grains of white rice on the double-layer insulated bucket. Since it was for the elderly, he added a little more water to make the rice soft and rotten.

The ribs at the bottom are also picked and connected to a bone. The ribs have no cartilage. If the time of stewing is long enough, the meat can melt in the mouth with just one sip.The side dishes of miscellaneous grains are white radishes and carrots that absorb the flavor of the broth, cut into small pieces that are easy to eat, and can be pinched with chopsticks.

Si Nanxing set up the tableware, and Granny Jiang sat down at the table in a daze from the aroma of the soup. She grabbed the soup spoon and scooped a spoonful of clear yellow ribs soup without a trace of froth. The broth cascades down the esophagus, as soft warmth is sent down the food.

Granny Jiang couldn't help but smacked her lips in recollection: "It's so delicious, I'm afraid I've never had such a delicious pork rib soup when I was alive!"

"This pork rib soup is really good. There are also vegetables. It is meaty, vegetarian and nutritious. My old woman has a bad tooth, and the ribs come down as soon as she sips. The radish is also sweet and delicious. It's so good, so good..."

She was sobbing and wiping away her tears while eating, Si Nanxing took a tissue from the table and handed it to her.

She gratefully took it, and suddenly froze halfway through wiping, looking at the tissue in her hand with horror: "I, how could I touch something..."

Si Nanxing couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't you just take the spoon and eat the food?"

Granny Jiang was stunned for a while, and Si Nanxing had to show her the token again, pointing to the four characters on the back and said, "Did you see it? Yin and Yang are temporarily connected, eat this meal well, don't think too much about it." gone."

Granny Jiang was shocked when she saw the token again, so she stopped asking and nodded quickly, hoping that he would put the token away soon.

Granny Jiang took half a bowl of rice, poured pork rib soup, and ate radish, cherishing and enjoying it. The old man seemed to have few people to accompany her. Even though she was a little afraid of this mysterious young man, she still couldn't help talking to him: " This, this little gentleman..."

"Sinanxing, you have to be polite, you can call me little boss." With a gentle smile on Sinanxing's face, he looked particularly easy to talk to.

Granny Jiang felt relieved again, and she chatted with him about some daily routines that no one talked about, and finally asked the question that she cared about just now: "Little boss, you just said to pay the bill with merit, what is merit?" ?”

He also asked this question when he first accepted the cafeteria, and Si Nanxing could answer it well: "In the book of life and death, there are definite numbers in terms of merits, sins, and lifespan."

Granny Jiang probably understood, and she showed a reassuring smile: "Is this what you mean by doing good deeds and you can eat after death? Hey, I knew that good people are rewarded!"

Si Nanxing rubbed his chin: "Well, that's probably what it means."

However, if ghosts have no merit, it is not impossible to eat at his place. Their meals will be paid in advance by the underworld, and it is said that they will have to pay back in the next life.

But I'm afraid that in this vast world, ghosts who have no merit in their lifetime are indeed rare, and they don't know how bad they can be.

Granny Jiang ate most of it, leaving a small half of soup and half a bowl of rice. She stopped eating her chopsticks and licked her mouth.

Si Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. He shook his head helplessly: "If I'm not here, keep this meal, and you won't be able to eat it later."

"No, no!" Granny Jiang rubbed her hands awkwardly, "I, can I leave this meal...for my cat."

Under Si Nanxing's surprised gaze, Granny Jiang walked to the shoe rack, lifted the floral cloth on the side, and in a basket covered with fabric upholstery, lay a skinny black and white garden cat. On the side lay the kitten with four eyes closed, so hungry that he couldn't even make a sound.

Granny Jiang was so distressed that she burst into tears: "Our Mimi follows me, and it is also a hard life. How can we feed the cubs if we don't eat..."

Hearing the familiar voice, the cat propped up its upper body and rubbed against Granny Jiang's dry hand.

"Hey!" Granny Jiang didn't expect to be able to touch it, she smiled and wiped her tears, she looked at Si Nanxing eagerly, "We old people keep cats, I always eat whatever cats eat, Since this is my last meal, let me feed it one last time."

Si Nanxing said silently, "Of course you can handle the meal yourself."

"Hey, hey!" Granny Jiang responded, and a remnant soul flew quickly. She ran into the kitchen nimbly, took a small enamel basin on the stove, and tapped it briskly with a spoon, "Mimi, Mimi, it's time to eat—"

The mother cat stretched her limbs, leaving the cubs who hadn't opened their eyes in the nest, and jumped to Granny Jiang's side in three steps in two steps, circling around her legs, meowing.

Si Nanxing stared with his chin propped up, and couldn't help laughing. He seemed to have seen Granny Jiang alone with this cat for so many years, calling "Mimi" briskly.

He turned his head and stretched out his fingers towards the basket. A kitten covered in jet black squeezed its nose while stepping on the butts and heads of its brothers and sisters. It opened its mouth and took his slender white fingers into its mouth and sucked it hard. suck.

Si Nanxing: "..."