Ghost Eye Master

"Here it is."

Then came the sound of seat moving, a cold breath came.

"Master, why is it so cold?" Asked the Fat Chef, trembling.

Li Xiangyang frowned tightly and said in a low voice and solemnly, "it seems that this thing is not simple. It's very heavy Yin Qi. You'll feel cold when it's heavy."

With that, Li Xiangyang slowly put his head out of the counter. He saw an old man with a broken sack in his hand, limping toward the kitchen from the restaurant hall.

"Wow, it stinks. Why is it so smelly?" Said the fat cook, covering his nose at once.

"It's already here." Li Xiangyang whispered.

"Where is it?" The fat cook immediately poked out his head and saw nothing.

"You can't see it. Drop it into your eyes. You're looking." Li Xiangyang then handed a bottle of eye drops to the Fat Chef.

The Fat Chef took the eye drops, did not want to directly drop in the eyes, and then felt a warm feeling in the eyes.

"Master Li, what's this? My eyes are so hot."

Li Xiangyang smile, "you don't want to see it, it's cow tears, now you can see it, come and have a look yourself!"

Hearing Li Xiangyang's words, the Fat Chef was stunned, and then carefully put his head out.

At a glance, the Fat Chef was startled and immediately retracted his head and said to himself, "how, how is he?"

Li Xiangyang turned back and asked in a low voice, "do you know?"

The fat cook, sweating, nodded his head and said, "yes, oh, no, no, no, I don't know, just, I've seen it."

"What's going on?" Li Xiangyang frowned and asked.

The Fat Chef thought for a moment and whispered, "the old man used to pick up leftovers in our back lane every day, but he died half a year ago."

"Go, go to the kitchen." With a low voice, Li Xiangyang walked to the kitchen with his hands and feet.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw the old man dragging a sack in the kitchen. I was looking for something.

"Master, what else is this guy looking for?" Asked the fat cook in a low voice, his eyes fixed warily.

"You ask me, how do I know, but I'd like to know what's in his sack." Li Xiangyang's eyes were fixed on the sack, thinking about what it contained?

"Well, go and get his attention. I'll grab the sack." Li Xiangyang said in a low voice.

"Master, isn't that good? You are a master. Just put him right. " The fat cook asked nervously.

Li Xiangyang shook his head and said, "this ghost has no resentment, and no evil spirit. It is just an ordinary ghost who has not been reincarnated. If it is collected directly, it will create a Yin debt for itself, and it will be paid back sooner or later."

"It seems that he still has a wish to help him. If you see the sack, the answer should be in it."

"Grab it and have a look?" Asked the fat cook in a low voice.

"Since it's an unfinished wish, it's the only sustenance. If you rob hard, this guy will easily become a ferocious spirit and can only take it by wisdom." Li Xiangyang whispered again.

"What shall we do?" Asked the fat cook in a low voice.

"Go, he often picks up the food from your restaurant. He should like your food very much. If you go out, you can't see him and stir fry a dish of your best food to attract his attention." Li Xiangyang said.

"This Is that not good? " Fat Chef's head is full of cold sweat, voice trembling way.

"Go out, you." With that, Li Xiangyang pushed the fat cook out.

"Ah..."

The old man, seeing the fat cook, immediately turned his head to look at it and let out a low roar.

The fat cook's legs became soft and trembled. "Big, big, master, finished. He's looking at me. What can I do?"

"With me, you'll be fine. You just have to think you can't see anything." As he spoke, Li Xiangyang immediately took out the Yellow Rune paper in his pocket and threw it to the Fat Chef.

"Well, does this work?" The Fat Chef asked with some doubts.

"Don't talk nonsense. Go and do what I say." Li Xiangyang's face turned cold.

The fat cook nodded, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then stood up shivering.

Gulu, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, kept telling myself, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..."

When he came to the kitchen stove, the Fat Chef was really a professional chef. He stretched out his hand to take out the remaining materials on one side, lit the stove and immediately began to stir fry.

Looking at the stir fried time, if it is on the level, it should be good. Li Xiangyang's Kung Fu of catching ghosts is of the same level.

Soon the smell was floating out. The old man's eyes were staring at the stir fried dishes on the stove, but he didn't notice that someone was carefully approaching his sack.Li Xiangyang came and the old ghost was lying on the ground behind him. He pulled out a dagger from his arms and wrapped it with yellow Rune paper. Then he cut a hole in the old ghost's sack.

Li Xiangyang saw the things in the sack, a Leng: "how can it be..."

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