Dart Master

Chapter 13 Human Meat Soup Base
The paper crane walked around a grove of locust trees, the light in front of it suddenly became much darker, the wind was blowing, the mist was lingering, Fengren Village was illusory and unreal.Although the seven-color ghost lamp has the magic of expelling yin, but this place is thick with endless fog, and it is already difficult for us to move an inch.

"The guest of the faint yellow spring, the seal has the fragrance of wine, the fragrance lasts for three hundred miles, the guest is drunk in a foreign land..."

Vaguely, I seem to hear someone singing. Although the singing is not loud, it sounds strangely desolate.

"Uncle Seven..."

Before I could speak, Uncle Qi raised his hand and said with a smile, "I know, there should be a place to relieve my greed in front of me, but there are so many ghosts and ghosts in the shadows, it's hard to distinguish their hearts, and you guys are bright."

When I got closer, I realized that the light came from a horse lantern hanging in a dilapidated small shed. The lantern swayed in the dark wind, and the candle flames flickered, making crisp ding-ding-dong-dong sounds.

In the shed, a large floor-to-ceiling stove was covered with two pot lids. The firewood was crackling, and dark green flames were blooming. It was very prosperous, and bursts of heat came out of the pot, exuding a strong fragrance.

A hunchbacked old man was wiping the table with a rag, singing a long ditty, very contentedly.

"Wow, it's so fragrant. I didn't expect there to be a place to eat in this ghost place. It's so good, I'm so hungry." Bai Ling grabbed my ear and yelled to come down.

I breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm finally free, girl, it's time for you to lose weight."

Bai Ling turned around and made a grimace at me, "No, no, I want to eat fat."

As he said that, he took my hand and was about to walk into the shed. I grabbed her and shook my head at her.

Uncle Qi is the most experienced in the bodyguard team. If he didn't speak, we'd better not move.

"Hey, look at this Sator, the Sator still asks for money?" The hunchback put the towel on his shoulders, made a strange voice, and turned around slowly.

When I saw the hunchback's face, my face changed drastically.

Fang Youde's appearance was eerie and scary enough, but compared with the hunchback in front of him, he could be regarded as a "beautiful man".

I saw the hunchback with withered and yellow hair like grass, a pointed head and a protruding forehead, a long chin, a hole in the nose and no bridge, and a mouth with teeth but no lips.The most frightening thing is that the whites of his eyes almost occupy the entire eye sockets. If it weren't for the faint light spots the size of sesame seeds in the pupils under the lantern, I doubt that he has no pupils at all.

For such a person, it is most appropriate to say that he is as vicious as a ghost.

Brother Qin, he!he!Fang Youde grabbed my clothes tightly, trembling all over with fright, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't speak well.

I slapped his hand away impatiently, Fang Youde opened his mouth and swallowed his words when he saw that I didn't want to bully him too much, but I could see that he was really scared, this man was very timid, So I didn't take it to heart.

In fact, those who open shops on the Yin Road, such as the escort shops where my father and other older generation escorts often live, the owner may not necessarily be a person, there are also ghosts who do business, it doesn't matter who does business, people who eat in the underworld are originally with There are more ghosts to deal with than people, so even if the old man is a ghost, there is nothing wrong with it.

But it is obvious that those who can open a shop on this taboo road must have some skills.

"The old man is Zhao Ziliang, he is not good at asking for money, our family entrusts his grandson." Seventh Uncle took off his hat and said calmly.

"Trust Sun, only those who eat coarse grains are capable. See if you have nothing to save, come in quickly." The hunchback said.

What Uncle Seven was talking to Tuozi was black, and Uncle Qi showed his identity. After all, those who dare to take this path are either darts, or killers and monks who have the ability to disentangle Yin and Yang. Bodyguard's.

"Shopkeeper, it's not easy to open a shop in Fengren Village." Seventh Uncle sighed, walked into the shed, sat down with great determination, lit a cigarette, and chatted with the old man.

The hunchback said, hey, the little old man has no skills, so he can make some noodle soup.My small shop has been open for 15 years, and there are many customers who come and go, but the business has been bleak in recent years, especially darts like you, there are fewer.

Maybe it's because he has teeth but no lips, his speech seems to be squeezed out between his teeth, it's dark and cold.

I haven't asked your old Gao's last name yet, Qi Shu said.

The hunchback waved his hand and grabbed a handful of noodles. I don’t have a Gao surname. My name is Hu Pengfei, and I only earn some paper money. If I die, I will have something to eat in the underworld.

Speaking of which, he asked Uncle Seven, are they meat-eating or vegetarian?

Brother Hu, I always think this old man is weird. Do you think he is a human or a ghost?Bai Ling asked me in a low voice.

Of course he is a human being. Although his body is full of yin, he still has three souls and seven souls, I said.Human beings have anger, ghosts have ghostly aura, and distinguishing between human beings, ghosts, and gods is the most basic common sense for eating in the underworld.

Oh, it's good to be a human being, and it's a bit too shabby, it's frightening to death, Bai Ling pouted and heaved a sigh of relief.

What's the meat, can I have a look?I got up and walked to the stove. I am a person who is not happy without meat, alcohol, and smoke. Besides, eating more meat can also drive away the cold air.

The hunchback didn't think I was dawdling, so he lifted the lids of the two pots, and there was a pot of boiling white noodle soup in the pot on the left.

The red thick soup base in the pot on the right is full of aroma and meaty fragrance. I don't know what kind of meat is stewed, which hooked all my gluttons.

I chased away the fog with my hands, and looked inside curiously. The stewed meat was rotten, and it was a big sticky pot.

The hunchback smiled, and stirred the pot with a spoon, and a strand of black miscellaneous filaments floated up, with two round things hanging inside.

At first glance, I thought it was the spices put by the camel.Take a closer look, oh my god, it's clearly human eyeballs and hair, the hunchback boiled human flesh red soup.Looking at the firewood burning by the stove, it is full of human bones, no wonder the flames that come out are green, I dare say it is a will-o'-the-wisp.

Wow!My stomach was overwhelmed, and I yelled: "Male Gobi, a black shop, Uncle Qi, this is a seller..."

Uncle Seven's face darkened, and he hurried over and covered my mouth, "You bastard, you're yelling nonsense without understanding shit, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Hu."

Saying that, he slightly cupped his hands to the hunchback, "Don't blame Mr. Hu, it's my little brother's first time to fly darts, so he has little experience."

The hunchback smiled sinisterly, it's okay, it's okay.

Let's be auspicious, vegetarian, hey, disaster star, what do you eat?Uncle Qi pulled me back to the table, patted the table, and asked Fang Youde who was sitting on the innermost side.

Strictly speaking, Fang Youde is already a dead person, he can't eat anything, and he can live until now because of the support of the hungry ghost's gangrene and the evil spirit in his body.

To be honest, I admire him a lot. He survived for so many days, which is probably unprecedented for him.

Fang Youde was startled by Uncle Qi and trembled, lowered his head and said tremblingly, "Forget it, I, I won't eat."

I don't eat either, I said.

Brother Huan didn't eat it, and I didn't eat it either. Seeing my spit out tears, Bai Ling agreed with distress.

If you don't eat it, two bowls of vegetarian food!Uncle Qi didn't force him either.

Well, the Tuozi quickly brought up two bowls of clear water noodles, Uncle Qi and Zhao Heizi both huffed and cleaned up, Zhao Heizi took out two precious banknotes from his pocket, and handed them over: "Shop, pay the bill. "

The hunchback took the money, flicked it in his hand, and saw the watermark on the banknote and the Huangquan paper, "Hey, this is from the Zhao family, it really is from the Miaoshou family."

Just as Uncle Seven was about to walk out of the shop, the hunchback stopped us with his hand, "Wait a minute."

As soon as he uttered the sound of "Wait and Slow", Zhao Heizi and Qishu's faces froze, and they entered a state of alert.

When walking in the underworld, the most feared thing is the blocker, either the idea, or the eagle claws of the underworld.

"What's wrong?" Seventh Uncle asked.

The hunchback clapped the banknotes in his hands. The Zhao family money is a good thing, but sorry, it is no longer in circulation.

Hearing this, Zhao Heizi felt like a thorn had exploded, and shouted loudly: "Nonsense, as long as His Majesty King Qin Guang, the Yin Division, is here for a day, my Zhao family's money will do."

The hunchback chuckled twice, and said in a contemptuous tone, "I don't know if King Qin Guang is here or not, but the money will soon be a piece of paper. You guys know that this place can eat as much money as you want. It is not an easy task to drink Yangjian soup."

What Tuo Zi said was true. On the Yin Road, it is easy to eat ghost food, but difficult to eat human food. The noodle soup alone has to be transported from the yang world, because ghost fire like water in the underworld cannot be boiled.

(End of this chapter)