Honghuang Snack Restaurant

She knew that her mental state was wrong, but she really couldn't control herself anymore. The pain of the death of that race made her fall into sadness and pain every day since she had this memory, but she could only show the same state as before , More and more pain has gradually accumulated into tyranny and madness.

There seemed to be a dark vortex in her eyes, everyone would be involved, and then, there would be no redemption.

Looking at the two with deep eyes, the darkness in his eyes got deeper and deeper, as if he had struggled for a moment, but soon returned to his original state.

"Sister Yan Mo, what delicious food are you doing, save some for me." The fiery red figure passed by Houtu for a moment, and Zhu Rong went straight to Yan Mo and the two.

When the two of them were surprised but not, Zhu Rong grabbed a piece of chicken wing bluntly, "Oh, this is delicious, and the soft and greasy one is not bad, it just doesn't suit Lao Tzu's taste." temperament."

Just when he solved a piece and continued to grab it into the bowl, he suddenly saw Houtu who was sitting at another table looking at him tenderly from the corner of his eye.

"Hou, Houtu, why are you here?" He quickly withdrew his hand, and wiped the oil stains on his clothes by the way, his relaxed and presumptuous state gradually tightened.

Zhu Rong's behavior somehow irritated Hou Tu, and there was an obvious struggle in her eyes, from dark and tyrannical to true tenderness, and then turned into falsehood again.

Yan Mo, who was watching carefully, was even more stunned.

This, this, this, what is going on with this Houtu?

Why does this feel like the state is not right? Hou Tu's behavior is obviously the same as switching between two personalities.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Rong was even more nervous, "Sister, I was wrong, take your time, let's not be in a hurry, the brothers are all here, it's nothing, the brothers all know."

The rough but genuinely nervous and worried words gradually calmed Houtu's emotions. He looked straight at Zhu Rong with truly gentle and powerful eyes, and a tear fell suddenly.

Zhu Rong understood the apology inside, and grinned indifferently. After seeing Houtu's eyes returning to their usual look, he became nervous again.

"Houtu, can I eat with you?" He asked nervously, but Houtu nodded gently in answer.

After watching the whole process, Yan Mo almost understood Houtu's current state, just like a dual personality. When the really gentle Houtu appeared, her sixth sense didn't move, but Houtu's eyes struggled When she was in bed, her sixth sense fluttered and then calmed down, and she almost thought she had a bad connection.

"Tongzi, I think it can be rescued, what do you think?" Yan Mo poked the system that was shutting itself down.

The system that choked on the dog food didn't want to answer, and threw two emoticons at Yan Mo.

"It's business, my dear."

At this time, Yan Mo acted like a scumbag, looking for the system if she had something to do, and throwing dog food when she had nothing to do, humming.

The very coaxed system was coaxed by the word "good boy" and turned around obediently. After scanning the wrong back soil in depth, it found a big surprise.

"Host, Houtu's body is obviously divided into two parts. One part is still so gentle and loving, but the other part is infected with tyranny and other dark atmosphere. This is probably the influence of that memory."

After understanding the reason, the system, which has read countless novels, began to guess, "Isn't it because the original Houtu couldn't accept this part of the memory after seeing it, and then the soul was automatically divided?"

"Impossible, and judging by Zhu Rong's state, the other ancestral witches also know Houtu's two personalities, but I think Houtu saw those memory fragments as if he was calculated." And, if she guessed correctly, The person behind it wanted to make Honghuang's waters even more muddy.

Because of her, the protagonists of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation are still alive and well, Hong Yun will not die then, and now, is it the turn of the witch clan that she can't get involved in?

What is the ultimate goal of this person behind the scenes?There is always a hint of familiar malice.

"Sister Yan Mo, let me have another plate. I will bring it back for Di Jiang and his brothers to taste." So the food was a little more elegant, but most of the chicken wings on the plate were killed by Zhu Rong, and the bowl of cold dishes was also eaten later. Under the watchful eyes of the soil, he dug it completely, whiter than his face.

Still thinking about why Yan Mo, the dark version of the other party, was interrupted by Zhu Rong and lost his train of thought. After rolling his eyes, he got up obediently and continued his career as a chef.

No way, she is such a humble cook, how can she sit still after a customer orders, and this customer is still helping her complete the task.

Seeing Yan Mo getting up and busy from the back, Tong Tian finished the food on the table at double speed, then also got up and followed the other party, hugging the slender and soft waist from behind.

"Mo, I want to eat too~" She put her head on Yan Mo's shoulder and acted coquettishly.

Yan Mo, whose health bar was instantly cleared by this wave of offensive, freed a hand to touch the head of the person behind him, "Then what do you want to eat, can I make it for you?" The hairy head felt like a hand really not bad.

As for the danger of someone, hee hee hee, to die under the peony flower is to be a ghost.Besides, this restaurant is now her territory, so it is very safe.

Is it because the little milk dog is no longer fragrant or Tongtian's coquettishness is not attractive enough, it's time to give up his mind for the time being.

"I also want to eat the honey fried chicken just now." The voice was still very low, barely reaching the two people sitting quietly over there.

Oh, it's not just sitting quietly. A certain red-haired man seems to have a nail growing under his buttocks, twisting and twisting carefully.

Then Houtu seemed to want to keep out of sight and out of mind, so he just sat there with his eyes closed and got up.

"If you eat too much, you'll get tired. Then I'll make fried chicken wings. I won't get tired of eating them together. It's just that you help me to marinate and coat them with bread." After all, honey sauce chicken wings taste sweet, and eating more It will be greasy after eating. It is better to mix it with spicy fried chicken.

Tong Tian has always been willing to listen to other people's guidance in fields that he doesn't understand, so he let go of Yan Mo with a little regret, and took up the post of assistant chef under the other's gradual guidance.

After the two servings of chicken wings came out of the pot, Yan Duan walked up to them with a large plate of chicken wings following Zhu Rong's salivating eyes, and said with a smile, "Eat it, call me if you don't have enough, but if you eat too much of this thing, you will get tired. Remember to drink some tea." She naturally filled the two with the matching rose tea.

And when she turned to go back, Hou Tu unexpectedly held her hand, "Daoist Yan Mo, I will trouble you to stay in the restaurant to entertain my elder brothers these few days."

The smile is sincere and gentle, completely different from the malicious one before.

Yan Mo instantly understood that this was a reminder from the real Houtu.

"In this way, several other ancestral witches will come to patronize my restaurant in the next few days? It's really my honor, don't worry, fellow Taoist Houtu." Naturally, she completely accepted the other party's reminder, and she Not stupid.

Hou Tu turned his head with a smile, and in an instant, he returned to his previous appearance again.

But Zhu Rong, who seemed simple and honest, looked at Yan Mo with worry and uneasiness in his eyes by grabbing the chicken wings.