I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 51 The future revealed in blood
  Everything happened so fast that neither Tong Qian nor Lu Zhiwen could react.

It was only now that the two of them began to think about everything they had just done, and both fell into a long silence.

Lu Zhiwen came to the cashier, took out the three-yuan ghost money from his pocket and put it on it. He tried his best to smile and said: "Boss, check out."

Lin Yuan raised his head in surprise and glanced at the ghost money. Although he was moved, he still shook his head and said, "Your friend has already paid the bill just now."

Yes, a big boa constrictor is worth far more than three sticks of corn.

He spent three yuan of ghost money in exchange for fifty kilograms of vegetables, including many roots of corn, and he had tried it just now.

The big boa constrictor (the ghost that tramples people) can be exchanged for seven yuan, and a hundred pounds of vegetables can be exchanged for leftovers.

The so-called thieves also have their ways!
  Lin Yuan didn't think he was a robber, so he needed to abide by the rules and not ruin the reputation of the Peace Hotel.

Otherwise, there are not many customers in the first place. If the reputation is bad, I am afraid no one will come in the future. How can I realize my dream of becoming bigger and stronger?
  Lu Zhiwen shook his head and pushed the three yuan of ghost money in front of Lin Yuan, "He is him, I am me, we are not the same person."

Lin Yuan was a little surprised, thought for a moment and said, "Is there anything you want to know?"

Lu Zhiwen smiled and said, "I have some questions and a request."

Lin Yuan shook his head and accepted the three yuan of ghost money. "I have a question. Please tell me."

"Okay." Lu Zhiwen's eyes flashed and he pointed to the depths of the white mist, "When I came here just now, I found a castle over there. What is that?"

That's it?

After all, it’s only three dollars, so you’re asking such a boring question?
  It seems that the request he wants to make is very serious.

Lin Yuan thought about it and replied without hesitation: "What are you talking about? It's a vegetable garden opened by a boss named Dai, Davis. Fortunately, Boss Dai has stock, otherwise there would be no vegetables to eat today. But this Boss Dai likes horror elements and actually named the vegetable garden Horror Manor. If you want to go there, you have to be careful. Although the guys there won't hurt people, they still like to scare people."

Davis, surnamed Day?

Lu Zhiwen's mouth twitched, but the suspicion in his heart had been confirmed.

The owner of the manor has a great reputation abroad, especially the reputation of the horror manor. In the supernatural circle, it can be said that he can stop children from crying.

If you really want to be targeted, you have to skin people and whip out ghosts. Even if the people die, you have to stay in the scary manor and become the scarecrow of the manor owner to guard the manor!
  Now, such a top foreign ghost master is just a vegetable garden of a restaurant owner?

What about other top foreign ghost masters? Are they also inextricably connected with the hotel?
  And what about the top ghost controllers in the country, such as Cha Ling, the third generation ghost king of Dadong City, and Ye Zhen, the boss of the Supernatural Forum of Dahai City?

What about Fang Shiming, the president of the circle of friends, who was so curious about the Peace Hotel that he even pushed Jiang Shangbai out to take risks?
  Lu Zhiwen thought of many terrible possibilities, and had a firm idea in his mind:
  This news is very important, you must take it back!
  "Hey, don't be in a daze. Tell me your request. I'll see if I can agree to it. If not, I'll give you the three dollars back. The message just now was given for free. After all, it's not a secret message. "

Lin Yuan sighed, feeling a little distressed.

Lu Zhiwen took out a brush from his arms. The tip of the brush had begun to turn red, as if blood was about to leak out.

Sure enough, was he suppressed?

Lu Zhiwen suddenly realized - this writing brush was a supernatural item he owned. As long as he took it out, blood would drip from the tip of the pen, which could corrode the item and even the supernatural power.

But now, the brush can't even drip blood. It's obviously under stronger supernatural suppression.

"Boss Lin, can I draw a picture in the shop?"

Lin Yuan was surprised: "So simple?"

Lu Zhiwen nodded and said with a smile: "I usually have a hobby of painting. When I meet important people or things, I like to record them with paintings." "Okay, okay, you can paint whatever you want."

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and happily collected the three yuan ghost money.

"What are you doing?"

Tong Qian came over and asked in a low voice, with some dissatisfaction in her words, "And just now, why didn't you save Jiang Shangbai?"

Lu Zhiwen said in surprise: "I thought you would hate him."

Tong Qian said seriously: "I hate him, but he is also our colleague and spends his life dealing with supernatural events. My personal preferences do not affect my respect for what he does."

"A person like you is quite nice."

Lu Zhiwen shook his head, took out another piece of drawing paper from his arms, laid it flat on the dining table, picked up the brush and started drawing.

The moment the brush touched the drawing paper, the bright red on the tip of the brush instantly dyed the entire drawing paper, and a picture began to appear on it:
  The background is from the gate of the Peace Hotel, looking deep into the alley.

Different from now, there was no vast expanse of white on both sides of the trail, only endless white mist and the vaguely terrifying manor.

There is also a bus parked on the side path near the Peace Hotel.

On both sides of the path, there are the shadows of several buildings.

As the brush was stained with blood, the shadows on these buildings began to disperse, revealing their true appearance.

puff!
  Lu Zhiwen suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turned pale, and the brush fell down, and the pattern on the drawing paper was completely frozen.

"what happened to you?"

Just as Tong Qian was looking at it, she was startled by Lu Zhiwen's movements.

Lin Yuan was also awakened. Looking at this exaggerated scene, he couldn't help but ask: "Can you draw a picture of vomiting blood? Brother, are you serious?"

Lu Zhiwen reluctantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put away the brush and paper and said with a forced smile: "I have been in poor health since I was a child, which made my boss laugh."

"If you are not feeling well, then take a good rest."

Lin Yuan shook his head and sat back to play the game, but he still couldn't help but muttered: "Young people nowadays vomit blood all the time. Their health is so bad."

However, Lu Zhiwen didn't care and whispered to Tong Qian: "We will discuss the specific situation after we get back. Do you want to stay or go back with me?"

Tong Qian checked the time and said, "It's only around ten in the morning. I won't get off work until evening."

"Understood, let's wait until you come back."

Lu Zhiwen stood up, said hello to Lin Yuan, and hurriedly left the Peace Hotel.

Lin Yuan suddenly raised his head and said, "Tong Qian, don't bring someone in poor health like this to the store in the future. If she is found in the store, we will be responsible."

Now, he has basically ruled out the possibility that Tong Qian is an official undercover agent.

If so, how could it be possible to bring a fool and a weak young man who vomited blood to the store to spend money? No matter how bad the official undercover is, let alone beating five of them, at least his IQ and body must be normal, right?

(End of this chapter)