Daming prepares the emperor

A vat of blood.

A vat of blood was lying in the vat like wine, and they even exuded a very pleasant aroma of wine.If it weren't for the color that makes people imagine, and no matter how it smells of wine and blood, it would be difficult for people to notice it at first glance.

Even though Zhu Biao had already been on the battlefield and seen many broken limbs and arms, he was mentally prepared, and his face turned blue when he saw this.

After being surprised for a short time, Zhao Qingya acted as if nothing had happened, and actually took out a wooden cup with a long handle from the side, put it into the vat, scooped up a cup of blood, and sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

"How is it?" Zhu Biao asked.

"Fresh."

Zhao Qingya only said this sentence and kept silent.

Zhu Biao asked: "How fresh is it? Can you tell? Has it been more than an hour?"

Unexpectedly, he asked such a detailed question, Zhao Qingya was stunned for a while, barely restraining his nausea over and over again, dipped his index finger in it, and then rubbed it with his thumb.

"About two hours."

"Two hours..." Zhu Biao pondered, "We just entered the restaurant two hours ago."

"That's right, that's the time." Zhao Qingya frowned, "Why did they pick us to do this when we came in?"

"Maybe after Ji Youfu sent us upstairs, he came to the back kitchen." Zhu Biao said, "No matter what, this proves a terrible thing."

"There are living people here." He continued, "They were used as food, their blood was drawn to feed evil spirits, and the place where they were imprisoned was very close to us."

"Very close? How do you see it?"

"Do you remember Zheng Ninghe's soy sauce bottle?"

"Well, he said that he wants to drink sauce..." Zhao Qingya closed his mouth halfway through speaking, and gradually understood Zhu Biao's concerns, "You mean, what he wants to drink is these two jars of blood wine?"

"Come out to get wine in broad daylight, which means that he and Ji Youfu are very familiar, and this blood wine only came after he came, which means that they negotiated to get fresh ingredients."

Fresh……

Outside the door, the wind howled, as if irrational gluttons were roaring, trying to swallow everyone in the room whole.

In this environment, personal efforts and struggles are as insignificant as dust, and it seems that there is no escape from despair and death.

Zhao Qingya shuddered, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.He wasn't afraid, he just felt evil.

"But, maybe the blood was transported from far away and just arrived two hours ago."

"Then where do you think they are now and before?" Zhu Biao said in a deep voice. drink its blood?"

Yes, if people want to kill livestock, they must eat meat.

Zhao Qingya was persuaded by Zhu Biao: "Okay, then the question now is, where, when and how should we save people. What are you going to do?"

"Let's go back first, we can't startle the snake."

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The moonlight hovered on the top of the ghost building, and the blood composed of white lanterns was still circulating.

On the wide and cold stone road, there was a team walking towards the escape building.

The two monsters headed by them have animal heads, and the expressions on them are as rich as human beings.

"I didn't expect Judge Zhong to be away. What a pity. Old Niu, I still have to lead these ghosts."

"The lord is not here for the past few days, and the lord is very busy. Lord Zhong must have gone to help."

"How can that help? Is there anything I can do?" Niutou glanced at the ghost building and sneered, "They have fun on it every day, have they done anything serious? That is, when the adult comes back, they will pretend Put on a show."

Startled, Ma Mian hurriedly covered Niutou's mouth, and at the same time suddenly turned his head to look at the ghosts in a row, making sure they were still dazed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was about to get angry.

"You don't want to die? What nonsense! If you want to die, go, don't take me with you!"

"What's the matter, isn't this the truth?"

"It's true, you can..."

"Look, don't you think so too?"

Ma Mian sighed: "Okay, okay, let's go to the restaurant, we won't be able to eat hot shit any later."

They walked for a while, and finally arrived at the place.The plaque of Taiping was shining brightly above the head, and the smell of meat and wine kept coming from inside. After being busy for more than a month, the bull head and horse noodles had no time to eat anything good. Huo, now he is even more hungry, and he growled.

Niutou pulled the golden belt around his waist and shook it in the air, and the belt quickly became several feet long and became a rope.It made a circle on the ground with this rope, and drove the ghosts inside, and they could never come out again.

"Let's go, let's go in and drink, I invite you today!"

Niutou pushed open the door excitedly, and rushed in directly, bringing a strong gust of wind.

Blown by the gust of wind, the ghosts who gathered for drinking and revelry turned their heads angrily, and seeing the chains on the waist of the horse that came in after them, they all stopped the fire, laughed obsequiously, and greeted them both. It's all flattery.

A one-armed alcoholic floated over, and graciously opened the stool for the two of them with his hands, and said, "My lords, Boss Ji is out on business. If you want to order food, I'm afraid you will have to wait."

"Oh—" Niu Tou sat down, didn't care much about it, and asked, "Is there any wine? Bring me two jugs!"

The drunkard was just about to go to the back kitchen to fetch wine, when a long-haired evil spirit with smoky lower body came over, slapped the drunkard across the face, and scolded: "Take two sips of wine and you forget who you are, How can the two adults drink the same wine as us? Those jars of fine wine in Boss Ji's counter are reserved for the two adults!"

In a place where the bull's head and the horse's face could not be seen, his back had already sweated profusely, soaking his clothes.

"I'll get it for you two right now, wait a moment, wait a moment."

After saying this, he dragged the drunkard to the back of the counter, and said in fear: "The wine in the back kitchen is made of that, are you stupid?"

The drunkard was slapped in the mouth several times by him left and right. He looked a little more sober, opened his eyes in a daze, and said with a big tongue: "I will, I forgot."

"When they ask for food later, you say that the back kitchen is out of food, or that there is no firewood, and you can talk about it when Boss Ji comes back, do you hear me?"

"Understood, understood." The drunkard hurriedly nodded like a chicken.

"They want to eat our food, even if they offend them, we can't give it to them, remember?"

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll break the news to the guys right now."

The long-haired ghost let go of his hand and let him go out.Guessing that the bull's head and horse's face would be waiting imminently, he floated upwards, took out two jars of wine the size of a human head from the grid, held them in his hands and gave them to them.

"Where's the vegetables?"

"Boss Ji is out now, my lord, no one here knows how to cook."

"Are there any leftovers? Heat it up for us." Ma Mian said, "There is always some meat!"

It stretched its neck to look at the meat with bones on the table next door, drooling, and asked, "Bull head, why don't we get a plate from them to eat."

The long-haired ghost was so anxious that his hair would be tied into braids, he tremblingly said: "Well, how can the little ones deserve to eat the same food as the adults, and, besides, their food must not be clean!"

Niu Tou was puzzled and said: "What is not clean? What are you talking about?"

Ma Mian said: "What he means is that he doesn't want us to eat."

It is indeed much more sensitive than its partner, and it has already sensed that something is wrong from the timid and timid attitude of the ghosts, but it didn't think of going anywhere else. However, the confrontation has provoked these ghosts, and now they collectively wear small shoes for their two demons.

After all, although it is a boast, it and Niutou are a clear stream in Fengdu.

"Really!" Niutou squeezed the cup in his hand with a snap.

The long-haired ghost knelt down with a plop, his smoky lower body folded in half, and begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord, it's definitely not what you think. Boss Ji is indeed not here. He told us these things before he left."

The fire starts quickly and goes out quickly.

"Since Boss Ji said it... let's forget it, let's wait." Ma Mian said.

"Yes, yes, the two of you drink first, the little one will leave, please leave."

Once this incident happened, the already uncrowded hall became worse. When the group of ghosts were drinking, they would unconsciously look at them a few times, fearing that they would suddenly attack or make some other big and small actions to spoil good things.

The bull head and horse face became more and more uncomfortable, and the number of toasts became less and less, and the frequency became slower.

Niu Tou touched Ma Mian's elbow, and said in a low voice: "Why don't we eat at another restaurant?

"Tsk." Ma Mian looked around, hesitated for a moment but then became firm, "You don't feel anything is wrong?"

"What's wrong... I just feel that there seem to be a lot of customers today."

"This is already very wrong!" Ma Mian said in a low voice, "What is troubled autumn? Although it is not autumn, it means the same thing. The lord is not here, they are rampant, and they are secretly planning to make trouble."

"Then, what's the deal?" Niutou clenched his fists silently, "Why don't you fuck me?"

"No, no, no." Ma Mian shook his head like a rattle, "Observe and observe, Boss Ji is a good ghost, we can't implicate him, it's too reckless to do it lightly."

Niutou then fell silent, staring at each ghost with a pair of huge eyes.

After a while, as time passed, the evil spirits got used to wanton recklessness, and their fear of Zhong Kui and Ji Youfu's punishment became much less serious. Although they were not as loud as they were at the beginning, they started to make noise again.

At this moment, five new ghosts came down from upstairs, a middle-aged man, a beautiful woman, a child, an old man, and another middle-aged man.

Although there are two middle-aged men, their appearance and temperament are completely different. One is a scholar with a beard, and the other has a sword on his waist, like a martial artist.

Among other things, these five ghosts are all handsome in appearance and extraordinary in temperament. It can be seen that they were noble people supported by wealthy families before they were alive.

They hesitated for a while, and the child started to make a fuss and clamored to sit next to the bull-headed horse face. His parents had no choice but to let him come and sit down.

"Looks like a new ghost." Ma Mian said, "There is no resentment, and the yin energy is not too heavy. It's not a dead ghost, maybe it's Heiye Baiye, or it was changed when Judge Zhong passed by."

Niutou said: "Boss Ji must have left it behind. He is kind-hearted. This kind of thing has happened not once or twice. I think this child is quite cute."

"En." Ma Mian didn't pay much attention to these things, and responded casually.

Niutou pricked up his ears, and most of his attention was on the next table.

When the long-haired ghost saw a new guest, his eyes flickered, he floated over attentively, and asked, "What are the guests eating and drinking?"

The child rushed to say: "We eat and drink the same as you. There is no difference, just have one as usual, especially the wine, my father loves it!"

Knowing so well, it turned out to be a fellow, really, I didn’t say it earlier!

The long-haired ghost breathed a sigh of relief, and complained, "Why did you come here? How long has it been since this happened? It's really bad luck!"

The middle-aged man who practiced martial arts cupped his hands and said: "It's really troublesome, brother. We have other things, so we are delayed. I hope you will be tolerant."

"Okay!" said the long-haired ghost, "I don't want to bother with you, drunkard! Go and get food for them!"

The drunkard got the order, and disappeared in a flash. After a while, seven or eight dishes were brought out from nowhere, and they were thrown on their table with a crackling sound.

A cursory look at Niutou shows that there are many kinds of meat such as barbecue, steamed meat, fried meat, shabu-shabu, boiled meat, fried meat and so on.

Then another evil ghost with eyeballs dragging near his tongue and a spiked back came over and offered the middle-aged literati a bottle of red wine.

"Hey! Hey!" Niu Tou was upset, "Who is that, stop! Why is this wine colored? When was this wine newly brewed?"

The evil ghost pushed aside the one that blocked his mouth, and replied with a pair of bloodshot eyes and meridian veins: "Master Niu, this is the red yeast rice wine newly brewed by Boss Ji, so the color is red. Apart from this, there is nothing special about it." place."

"Oh……"

The bull-headed horse looked at each other and waved him away, no matter how stupid they were, they could understand that every ghost in this store didn't want them to see and eat food and drinks.

Since the guests at this table can blend in, it means that they are also in the same group.

Good guy, you're too deceitful!

Especially since this ordinary ghost was also seduced.What are you waiting for Boss Ji to come back, the day lily will be cold after he comes back.

Niutou, who decided to make trouble, stood up with the support of Ma Mian, adopted the principle of proximity, and overturned the next table with a bang.