"Fried over the other side of the river?" The fat man was so shocked that his chin almost dropped. He stared at Yi's big eyes and looked at the bright and colorful petals on the plate.

I looked at the shopkeeper speechlessly and said with a dry smile: "Are you sure this is something that people eat?"

The shopkeeper smiled indifferently and said in a deep voice: "The other side of the river usually grows in cracks of rocks, on the graves, and on the roadside of the Huangquan Road, and cannot see the leaves when the flowers bloom, and when the leaves grow, the flowers and leaves do not meet each other, they are separated, missed in the whole life, but they are delicious and can better repair and encourage the soul. They are all kinds of ghosts, especially new ghosts who have just arrived in the Huangquan, and what they need."

I am a little depressed. How can I not know about this thing when I do this job!

The other side of the river, the flowers bloom in a charming and bloody way. It is said to be a flower of death that makes the dead intoxicated.

According to legend, this flower blooms in the underworld, densely packed, like blood blooming. From a distance, it looks like a carpet made of blood.

Because this flower is as red as fire, it is known as the "road of fire". After death, under the guidance of this flower, you will quickly experience the experiences of this life under the guidance of this flower, and then follow them and finally cross the Naihe Bridge and lead to the underworld hell.

However, all the grievances and grievances of these people in this life remain on the other shore, and gradually bloomed with more charming flowers on the other shore.

but

Damn it! Are you still a human being? What things are new ghosts needed? It has something to do with us. Even Ren Shuai has been dead for twenty or thirty years.

The fat man was speechless and sneered: "Brother, do you think we look like ghosts?"

The young man's eyes finally stopped being indifferent, but looked at our eyes sternly, shook his head strangely and said, "Not yet, but tomorrow will not be settled."

Your sister, this kid really owes his mouth. Isn’t this curse us?

I looked at my grandfather, but who knew that he actually picked up the chopsticks and really picked a piece of red spider flower in his mouth, chewed it carefully, as if he was tasting the delicious food.

Fatty Ren Shuai and I looked at each other, frowned and looked at the bright red spider flowers that looked like blood stained, and we couldn't move our chopsticks.

"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost!" Yi's dissatisfied voice sounded from outside the gate of Huangquan Inn. The sound was crisp and very pleasant.

Immediately, a slim and graceful figure walked in from outside the door. The familiar face had elegant facial features, crystal clear skin as jade, and a light and aura, like a little elf playing in the world, making people unforgettable.

Xuan'er!

The fat man and I stood up suddenly, and were surprised.

Although we all understand that what we are in front of us should actually be Xuan'er's reincarnation, that is, He Yixuan, she just took off the imitation human skin mask.

"Hmph! A few bad guys!" He Yixuan's nose wrinkled slightly and glared at us with some dissatisfaction.

I smiled bitterly, shrugged helplessly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"When I heard the legend here this afternoon, I guessed that you would definitely come back to check it out. Sure enough, you were not ruthless to me, so I could wake up in front of that dead woman, otherwise, now, she will be the one who comes here."

He Yixuan said that she took action again, making Wu Yue unable to wake up even Ye. For some reason, we were a little furious when we heard it, and instantly put the beautiful eyes behind us, and replaced it with the fierce face of the majestic man when we met for the first time.

He Yixuan glared at the shopkeeper who was stunned by the side, then smiled at his grandfather who had eaten half a plate of red shore flower, and muttered: "My aunt wants to taste it, what does this legendary Manzhu Shahua taste like!"

"If the girl likes it, I can give you another plate." The shopkeeper didn't know what was going on, but he actually changed his previous cold appearance and walked to He Yixuan with a smile.

"It's not a good person to show your kindness if you have nothing to do!" He Yixuan curled his lips, but it has to be said that after taking off the mask, different looks and even the small movements of pouting are different.

"That's right, sister, he's not a good person at all!" The fat man simply did it, crossed his legs, clamped a petal, put it in his mouth, and said in a vague way: "Which good person will open a restaurant on Huangquan Road? This guy is just thinking it's a pity!"

The shopkeeper's face was a little gloomy when he saw He Yixuan and the fat man singing together, but this guy was actually an old man. He was a ghost. In front of He Yixuan, he smiled and was graceful.

"Please wait for a while, my girl. There are several special dishes in our store, so we'll be here soon."

After the shopkeeper's smile retreated, within two minutes, he walked over with a tray.

"Bitch! I'll be slut when I see a beautiful girl, slut!" The fat man rolled his eyes wildly and looked at the shopkeeper who was comparable to the old class teacher of our high school class, who was defeated by the handsome aura emitted from his body.

Grandpa and I were a little surprised and a little funny. After seeing He Yixuan, this cold and indifferent shopkeeper even changed his walking style. It was completely different from the previous ones who said that he was sexy and both were light.

"Steaming ghost pills on the other side of the flower and leaves, and forgetting soup under the moon in front of the flowers." The shopkeeper brought a small steamer and a bowl of soup.

In the steamer, the leaves of the other side of the river were wrapped in ghost pills, like steamed meat balls, making Ren Shuai swallow his saliva.

The soup was even more speechless. A few petals on the other side, just a few full moon-shaped ghost nails, floated in the pot of red soup.

"So disgusting!" He Yixuan was a little disgusted and asked the shopkeeper to bring this pot of Wangchuan soup.

The shopkeeper's wry smile did not fall and said, "Girl, drink this bowl of soup. If you pass through the Wangchuan River in the future, you will not have to drink Mengpo soup. It is the treasure of our store!"

"You are just going to cross the Forgetful River! Do you dare to curse your aunt to death? Are you tired of living?" He Yixuan's eyebrows were raised and her chest was so angry that she was up and down. The fat man and the shopkeeper were looking straight. I quietly kicked the fat man under the table, and this guy was restrained.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and He Yixuan didn't notice it, but the shopkeeper was in trouble. He Yixuan wrinkled it hard, and suddenly, his panda's eye circles, which made Ren Shuai laugh.

This guy couldn't stand his momentum when he smiled. I don't know if it was because he was in the underworld. The more he laughed, the more vigorous the more he laughed, the more powerful he became, and he couldn't stop.

"A damn laughing?"

The shopkeeper and He Yixuan were both surprised and looked at Ren Shuai who had become stronger in a short period of time.

"Damn it, look at the door!" The fat man suddenly exclaimed, and everyone and ghosts in the entire hall wanted to look outside the door. But he saw that the black solid ghost energy was so cold that it was pouring in from the doors and windows.
Chapter completed!