I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

Li Miaoru was struck by lightning and couldn't recover for a long time. Finally, she could only lower her head sadly and took a big mouthful of rice angrily.

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Zhuyou seemed to have said that if he came back tomorrow, then as long as he came back tomorrow, wouldn't he be able to see him?

and……

Li Miao looked at the half-bowl of barbecue in the bowl, licked her lips, and couldn't help asking: "Little boss, will you still eat this tomorrow?"

"No more." Si Nanxing lay down, guessing that there would not be any new customers at the moment, he didn't bother to stand, and planned to close the shop after Li Miao finished eating, "How can I eat the same thing every day."

Li Miao had a regretful look on her face: "I think I can still eat for several days."

Sha Ya also floated out when he heard this, and asked eagerly, "What shall we eat tomorrow?"

Si Nanxing narrowed his eyes: "I haven't thought about it yet..."

Tomorrow, I don't know how many errands Yuchi will bring over. He has only a few customers here, so basically there are only one or two dishes, or he can directly make rice bowls.

But since he intends to start the cafeteria seriously, he must seize the opportunity to treat tomorrow's errands well.

He took out his mobile phone, sent a kitten poking emoji to Mr. Zhuyou, and then asked, "Mr. Zhuyou, do you know how many people Yuchi will call over tomorrow?"

"I only have four small tables here, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sit down. If there are too many people, I'll go to the next door to borrow some tables and chairs in advance."

There are many homestays near him, and tables and chairs are easy to borrow.

Lord Zhuyou quickly replied: "I see that he has posted in various work groups in Hades, and Lord Taboo also helped to praise you. There must be a lot of bad guys coming back to support you. You should prepare first."

Si Nanxing thanked him, tilted his head and began to think about tomorrow's dishes.

When there are too many people, I am afraid that it will be too late to cook, and I will have to buy two more rice cookers to expand the scale, but tomorrow...

Li Miao asked eagerly, "Will you still eat chicken tomorrow?"

Si Nanxing stared at him for a while, then smiled: "Yes."

He already had an idea in his mind, and then he asked casually, "Are you coming to find Mr. Zhuyou tomorrow?"

Li Miao became tense in an instant. He remembered that the relationship between this little boss and Mr. Zhuyou seemed to be very close. Mr. Zhuyou not only gave him the token that symbolized his identity, but also could refill his meals in this shop indefinitely...

He rubbed his fingers and showed a smiling face: "Hey, yes... can you keep it a secret for me, little boss? I won't disturb Mr. Zhuyou's elegant mood for dinner. I must prepare presents and never do inappropriate things!"

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Si Nanxing smiled, and after Li Miao happily put down the bowl and walked out the door, she picked up the mobile phone to report to Zhu Youjun without any burden.

"Mr. Zhuyou! That fox came to inquire about Ba Snake, I revealed your news, is it alright?"

Mr. Zhuyou has been replying messages very quickly, and it seems that he is very proficient in using modern technology crystallized mobile phones. He replied: "It doesn't matter, he can't beat me."

"Ba Snake failed to attack you, and went to the Fox Clan to snatch some secret treasure. It has been caught by the law enforcement team of the Three Realms and taken to the prison of the underworld. He probably wanted to find out through me whether Ba Snake had revealed their Fox Clan secret treasure. whereabouts."

Si Nanxing was slightly distracted. Occasionally, he still felt that the things between these monsters seemed to be something from another world to him, but he almost got involved in it.

Sha Ya floated out of the kitchen with some inexplicable excitement: "Little boss, I turned on the dishwasher! It's amazing!"

Si Nanxing laughed: "Then let you press it next time."

Sha Ya giggled and asked, "Are you still running a shop?"

Si Nanxing looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was already past eight o'clock, and it was already past meal time. He didn't plan to do supper business yet, so he shook his head: "It's not open, it's closed."

"Then I'll go first." Shaya bid farewell to him, humming a little tune in a very happy mood and drifting outside.

Si Nanxing walked over unsteadily, and slowly raised the token. The temporary yin and yang barrier failed, and the vermilion door was closed tightly. He stretched himself, intending to wipe the table slowly, and then returned own room.

If Mr. Zhuyou is not busy, let's chat with him for a while.

He is actually quite curious about everything, but he doesn't know what he can ask and what he can't ask, so he has always restrained his curiosity.

After all, in many ghost stories, curiosity will kill people.

But Mr. Zhuyou seems to be quite easy to talk to. Sinanxing doesn't know what kind of relationship he has with him in his legendary previous life, but at least for now, he thinks Mr. Zhuyou is good everywhere.

Si Nanxing pinched his mobile phone, sent a message, and walked towards the room: "Mr. Zhuyou, are you still helping to shut down monsters in the Underworld?"

Lord Zhuyou replied: "It's one of the prisons in the Three Realms. Hades is the place where many evil spirits serve their sentences, and interrogation is also convenient. When you are convicted, if you are really dangerous, you will be handed over to that adult for custody."

Si Nanxing already knew that the "that lord" they were talking about was the number one person in the entire underworld, the real Fengdu Beiyin Emperor, a person who had existed since the beginning of the world.

Sinanxing pestered Mr. Zhuyou to chat, and Mr. Zhuyou knew almost everything. Occasionally, when he asked something that was inconvenient to say, he would just say "underworld secrets", and Sinanxing changed the topic wisely.

The wall clock on the wall only wanted ten, and Si Nanxing was already under the covers, playing with the TV on his phone.

Zhu Youjun reminded him: "Your body is weak, it's time to sleep."

Si Nanxing told him that if he went to bed at ten o'clock, he would be expelled from modern youth status, and then asked him by the way, "When will Mr. Zhuyou go to bed?"

Zhu Youjun replied: "Hurry up, you go to bed first."

Si Nanxing had no choice but to agree, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that today's sleepiness was extraordinarily violent. After a while, he felt that his eyelids became heavy. He put down his phone and shrank into the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

And Zhu Youjun, who told him that he was about to fall asleep, was replying the message with one hand, while holding a red-clothed ghost with only half of its head in the other hand.

The red-clothed ghost screamed, and scratched at Zhuyou Jun's robe with its long, sharp nails. Before he could touch it, he was tightly bound by blood-red wooden branches.She was clearly an invisible thing, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of the wooden branches, so she could only let out a more miserable howl in vain.

Zhu Youjun waited for a while, and seeing that Si Nanxing didn't send any more messages, he guessed that he must be asleep, so he put away his phone, and looked down at the red-clothed ghost without any expression fluctuations.

"Noisy."

A slender wooden branch clasped her mouth full of fangs, and the red-clothed ghost could only protest with a "woo hoo".

Lord Zhuyou raised his hand, and a book with a pitch-black cover appeared in his hand. He flipped through it with a cold expression: "Scare mortals 76, hurt people 32, eat souls [-]."

"Unfortunately, it can't be executed on the spot."

He rolled his eyelids, and the red-clothed ghost's mind dazzled by resentment seemed to wake up for a moment because of fear, and trembled uncontrollably.She seemed to have just realized that the evil spirit on the blood-red wooden branches that tied her was far thicker than that on her body, and they were eager to devour it.

The red-clothed ghost trembled like a chaff sieve, continuously wailing.

There was a rattling sound of chains, and Yuchi finally arrived, with a happy expression on his face: "My lord, I've caught it! This harmful thing has been caught!"

Zhu Youjun nodded, and waited until Yuchi's chain wrapped around the neck of the red-clothed female ghost, and the blood-red wooden branch released her. If you look carefully, you can also find that the ghost's soul body seems to be a little lighter than before. .

Zhu Youjun said: "Send it to Wu Shanjun, let her decide which floor to send it to."

"Okay!" Yuchi nodded in response, and was about to drag the ghost back to the underworld, when Zhu Youjun suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Yuchi was at a loss.

Zhu Youjun stared at the red-clothed ghost for a while, then his eyes fell on half of her bloody, bloody, red and white head, and finally retracted his gaze and shook his head: "Forget it, she's too ugly, don't be scared he."

Yuchi was stunned for a moment before realizing that Mr. Zhuyou was probably thinking just now whether he should take this red-clothed ghost to the little boss for a meal.

Yuchi took a look at the ghost, nodded and agreed: "Half of the head is gone, it's really disgusting."

The red-clothed ghost: "Woooooo!"

……

The next day, Si Nanxing woke up early, stretched his neck, and stared blankly at the pure white ceiling.He has always been a very light sleeper, and occasionally he would be awakened by a car passing by the window. He did not expect to sleep until dawn yesterday, which is really rare.

He lazily made a list in his head, went through the things he wanted to buy today, and then slowly got out of bed.

There was a rattling sound at the door. Si Nanxing opened the door, and was surprised to find that pure black kitten was squatting at his door. Seeing him coming out, he immediately came over with a "meow meow" and rubbed against his slippers. Rolled up.

Si Nanxing squatted down and poked his soft belly, and laughed: "You are amazing, you are only so big, you can climb the stairs."

Kitten twisted his body and pushed his hand with the soft pad, Si Nanxing laughed: "Let's go, I'll prepare breakfast for you."

He had only taken two steps, but the kitten didn't follow. He looked back and saw that it was standing on the stairs on the top floor, stretching its feet tentatively, but it didn't dare to jump down. It stretched its buttocks and tried to reach the next step. floor steps.

"Pfft." Si Nanxing couldn't help laughing out loud, the kitten slipped his foot and rolled to the next step. Si Nanxing caught it quickly, couldn't help covering his heart, and sighed , "If you know you can't go down, don't come up."

The kitten tilted his head and rubbed against him, "meowing" in a childish voice.

Si Nanxing didn't hug it very much. He felt that he would have to find someone to adopt him later. If he got too close to it, it would only increase his sadness.But this little guy seems to be getting closer to him day by day, especially the pure black one, Zhu Youjun also said that he might turn into a demon...

Is it bad to give a kitten who might turn into a demon for adoption?

Si Nanxing couldn't help shaking.

It just so happened that at this moment Zhu Youjun sent a message as if he knew he had woken up: "Yuchi counted the number, and counting him, there are 13 errands who came today."

Si Nanxing made a quick calculation, he has six folding tables here, Zhuyou Jun probably has a table for one person, Yuchi and Sha Ya have a table for one person, and others have a table for three people, as long as there are a few more chairs, although the tables A little small, but just enough to sit on.

He took a photo of the little black cat in his arms and sent it to Mr. Zhuyou: "I see, thank you Mr. Zhuyou."

"Look at your godson, you can't come down after climbing up the stairs."

Zhu Youjun stared at the kitten lying in Sinanxing's arms like a fool, moved his fingers, and silently saved the picture.

It seems that it is not good to just save the picture without replying. Mr. Zhuyou thought about it, since the other party shared his life with him, and he should share it, so he raised his hand and took a picture of the magma purgatory in front of him, and he also Send it to him: "This is the punishment I told you before, which is very similar to the oven."

Si Nanxing, who was forced to see how cruel the afterlife world is early in the morning: "..."