Chapter 286 The First Seven Food

In fact, there is another difficulty in this [Return to Soul] monster, that is, how to enter the [Return to Soul] woven by the evil ghost.

However, this problem is not a problem for Mei Sijun, who knows some Huangquan operas, and the old Taoist who has some "ghost-control methods".

In the world of strange talk, Mei Sijun sang the Huangquan opera, and had the ability to leave the soul and travel through space.

But this old Taoist knew where to go and how to come back.

The two of them had already spoken, and they no longer delayed their delay. They sat cross-legged on the ground, with their eyes closed in the middle, as calm as if they were asleep.

Not long after...

Mei Sijun opened his lips slightly, and a strange and melodious mysterious tune flowed into the old Taoist's ears like flowing water.

The old Taoist was surprised and inexplicably. He looked at Mei Sijun and asked intentionally, but knew that it was not the time to speak.

This is... a drama of the Yellow Springs.

It should not be a play that is sung by a strange person, and the strange powers possessed by Huangquan Opera should not be mastered by humans.

This young master of Liyuan, who was amazed by the old Taoist, sang the Huangquan opera as soon as he opened his mouth. Although Mei Sijun's face was calm, the old Taoist knew...

Using power that humans should not have will inevitably pay a price that humans cannot bear.

However, if the young master of the Mei family didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.

Speaking of which, in the eyes of those madmen, I can sing a few times in my life in my life, even if I die, I will have no regrets.

Is this amazingly beautiful young master of Liyuan, who is also that kind of person...

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"grandmother……"

Qiao Ziru shouted in a low voice.

She was a little afraid to look her grandma in the eyes. Her grandma's gaze, like this grandpa, made her back chill.

"Obe obedient, go home with grandma!"

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand.

Qiao Ziru's body trembled, and grandma's hands were warm, just like the temperature of ash after the grass and trees burned out.

At this moment, Qiao Ziru's cell phone suddenly vibrated!

A few traces of clearness flashed in her eyes. She quickly picked up her phone and saw that it was a message.

[Miss Qiao, where are you?] ——Meisjun.

Mei Sijun?

Qiao Ziru's head hurts, and she shook her head vigorously.

Who is this name?

On the other side, the old Taoist and Mei Sijun stood at the entrance of the village and also came to this cold gray [Returning Soul Realm].

"My little friend, remember to enter the village and never expose your living identity!"

"This is not the realm of living people. Everything that appears in the village... is a dead person. After you and I enter, we must pretend to be a dead person."

"Well, I understand." Mei Sijun put down her phone and nodded seriously.

He tried to send a message to Qiao Ziru. Although the prompt on his mobile phone had been sent successfully, he didn't know if she could receive it, but he had to try it a few times.

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"Girl..."

The old man seemed to have seen her cell phone, and suddenly blue veins popped up and down his throat, and he whispered in a low voice:

"What... let grandma see."

Qiao Ziru's heart beat suddenly faster! She subconsciously felt that the message she had just received shouldn't have been seen by grandma.

"No... nothing, grandma!" She shook the old man's hand, "Grandma, I'm hungry, let's go home!"

When she heard that she was hungry, the blue veins next to the old man's eyes disappeared quietly, and she smiled kindly:

"Okay, okay, be hungry..."

"The family is ready, let's go and go home for dinner..."

This time Qiao Ziru followed his grandmother home and never ran around again.

But in her head, she was still thinking about the message she had just received.

Who is Mei Sijun?

Have I known someone like this?

She was a little confused and couldn't recall it no matter how hard she recalled it.

At this moment, she suddenly tripped under her feet and almost tripped by the threshold of the yard.

When I looked up, I happened to see the coffin in the yard.

The coffin was facing the main hall, and it felt so terrible when I looked at it.

Who is this the coffin prepared for...

She was puzzled.

But soon, this doubt was replaced by a stronger hunger.

Grandma pulled her into the main hall.

The main hall where there were only paper men and candles and sandalwood lits, there was a table out of thin air!

And the table was filled with all kinds of meals.

However, unlike what she had seen before, the food on this table was filled with small bowls.

There are... so many bowls...

Rice, rice noodles, leeks, dried tofu, celery, meatballs, meat slices, vegetable head, pig intestines, chicken wings, pig front skeletons, red round, rooster, roasted fish, noodles...

Qiao Ziru's eyes were straightened, and his stomach had never been so hungry.

She looked at grandma embarrassedly and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, are these... you prepared?"

Grandma didn't answer, but just looked at her kindly, with no emotion in her dim eyes: "Eat, go and eat quickly, it's all delicious."

Qiao Ziru felt that it was a little bad. These small bowls of dishes looked so exquisite and so many. Did they really prepare it for me alone?

"Grandma, let's eat together!"

Qiao Ziru took grandma's hand and was about to pull her to the table.

Unexpectedly, after pulling it, she didn't pull it. Grandma's hand suddenly became slippery and she pulled it off her.

Qiao Ziru was stunned for a moment and looked at the old man. He smiled and said, "Grandma doesn't eat...you eat quickly."

While talking, Qiao Ziru caught a glimpse of grandma's thumb twisting strangely twice, like a tiny snake...

She blinked her eyes hard, and grandma's hand had already retracted into her sleeve.

"Eat quickly, grandma is not hungry..."

Grandma continued to urge.

Qiao Ziru was a little embarrassed, and her body felt so eager to eat these foods, but her subconscious mind felt something was wrong and something was wrong...

Moreover, it seems too rude to eat something on such a big table by yourself.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw a piece of skin suddenly falling off her grandmother's forehead, revealing her bloody flesh and blood!

"Grandma!" she exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, grandma stared at her tightly and shouted: "Eat quickly! Hurry!"

Qiao Ziru was frightened by his grandmother's voice.

She said in a crying voice: "Grandma...you...your forehead..."

"Eat...eat quickly!"

Grandma not only ignored her, but also urged her wildly.

Around her eyes, there seemed to be countless tiny earthworms drilling under her skin, and the veins were stirring strangely.

"Okay...I'll eat...I'll eat now...Grandma..."

Qiao Ziru was worried about something unexpected to the old man, so she forced herself to suppress her crying, lowered her head and walked towards the table.

Looking at the food filled with small bowls, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

She is obviously not a greedy person, not to mention that although these dishes look a lot, the recipe is not delicious and not tempting.

But somehow, the temptation of this table of dishes on her was extremely great!

Qiao Ziru picked up the chopsticks, raised a piece of meat, and put it into her mouth... The meat slices melted in her mouth, and it penetrated into her stomach like smoke!

Qiao Ziru could no longer control her eyes. Her eyes lost their focal length, she threw away her chopsticks, lying on the table, and started eating...

Behind her, the wrinkled skin on the old man's face was falling down in large pieces, revealing the bloody and bloody face.

Her emotions-free eyes also showed a strange smile at this moment...

Thank you Sui Qingqing, book friend 2021, Zhen Jiang for your reward, good night.
Chapter completed!