Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

Even if the pure yin energy absorbed by the ghost master with the help of ghosts is not incompatible with Taoist mana, there is still a difference of more than one hundred and eight thousand two hundred miles.

But a tea egg and a cup of soy milk can be strengthened according to the physique of the eater, which made Chen Tianhua pay more attention to it.

"These foods are universal chargers." Xia Tian said with emotion.

Chen Tianhua's face trembled, but he didn't say anything to refute. What he said was very suitable for the effect of these foods.

Xia Ling opened the mouth and said: "If you let Foru and the demon masters try it, if it is really omnipotent, then the value of this shopkeeper will be even higher."

Chen Tianhua nodded: "Let's go back first, this matter needs to be discussed again."

He didn't expect that it was just a incidental investigation, but the value of the target far exceeded his expectations.

Liu Feng only saw the surface.

In the snack bar, the last single resentful soul was ground into a cabbage, not too big or too small.

With the ingredients, Song Yu also got busy.

It wasn't until an hour later that he rested, made a cup of tea, and looked at the alley outside.

The alley was really deep, and the road outside could not be seen at a glance.

Among them, there are several snack bars, but everyone makes different things, and there are two barbecue restaurants.

Except for the storefronts on the first and second floors on both sides, the above are basically residential buildings.

Only the few houses in the depths are like nail houses, or small buildings with two or three floors.

Including Song Yu's small second floor.

"Shouldn't it be time to name it? Apart from big slogans such as steamed buns and soy milk pasted on the door, the store doesn't even have a serious signboard."

Song Yu looked up.

But for a while, he really couldn't think of any useful names.

Ghost snack bar?

Starting today, I am afraid that it will be blocked tomorrow.

Feather bar?

How come there is a cute feeling.

Half an hour later, Song Yu slapped his thigh.

"Just call it Songji Snack Shop."

Song Yu was quite proud of the name he came up with after wasting countless brain cells, and immediately went out to the advertising shop at the head of the alley.

After haggling with the boss and discussing the price, Song Yu was about to go back to the shop.

"Woo... woo..."

Suddenly, a series of sharp sirens sounded over the alley.

"Why did the air defense alarm sound? The last time it seemed that the second-level A-level supernatural incident last year sounded the alarm."

"That's right, even if it's not that serious, there will be an alarm, and the lowest level is a supernatural event of level two or three."

"It's broken, hurry home and stay at home."

There was a burst of doubt and then a voice of panic, which made Song Yu stunned.

A supernatural event at the second-level and first-class level broke out?

After being stunned for two seconds, he remembered what he had read on the Internet about the consequences of the eruption of the supernatural event.

It happened in Jingzhou City. At that time, the Special Affairs Bureau of Jingzhou City and nearby cities fully supported it. That incident was also the most serious loss for Xia Kingdom at the beginning of the strange recovery.

Liangcheng also has such a level of supernatural events?

Calculating the time, the three of Chen Tianhua and the others have just returned, right?

After reacting, Song Yu turned around and ran to his own store. The ghost knows how big this supernatural event will be. Only his own store is the safest.

boom……

There was a muffled hum, and Song Yu felt his nose sore and his head a little dizzy, so he was forced to stop.

He bumped into someone else.

But in the last second, it was clear that there was nothing in front of him, and there was no one at all.

Song Yu raised his eyes in bewilderment and looked at the person blocking him in front of him. After seeing clearly, his expression changed drastically.

"grandfather?"

He stared blankly at the hunched old man in front of him, with gray hair, looking at him with a kind smile on his face, so familiar.

The old man was his grandfather who depended on each other before crossing.

Grandpa also time-traveled?

No, I didn't time travel at all, everything before was just my imagination.

The familiar surroundings are in front of my old rural house.

Looking at that familiar face, Song Yu felt soreness in his heart.

After staying in this ghost world for two months, I didn't know anyone, and I had to worry about being entangled by ghosts every day, and I almost collapsed.

"grandfather……"

Song Yu's voice was excited, and he walked towards the old man.

Seeing this, the old man smiled even more kindly.

He slowly stretched out his hand, as if welcoming the return of his grandson.

Song Yu walked quickly, his hands wobbled unnaturally due to excitement.

When he arrived in front of the old man, he suddenly reached out and took out a kitchen knife from under his coat.

Swish...

Xue Liang's knife flashed, and the smile on the old man's face stiffened, and then his whole body split from neck to waist.

Straits of black and scarlet mist surround the cracked area, as if trying to repair the body.

But the wound cut by the kitchen knife didn't seem to want to heal.

And the owner of the kitchen knife didn't want to just watch it recover again.

swish swish...

After several consecutive cuts, the old man's whole body was broken into pieces, but not a single drop of blood flowed.

The body dissipated, and a cloud of mist twisted wildly, making a terrifying roar, but it was still unable to condense into shape.

"This ghost thing is really hard to kill. If it is an ordinary weapon, I'm afraid it won't be able to hurt it."

Looking at the roaring black mist in front of him, Song Yu sighed.

If it wasn't for his wit, he brought a kitchen knife when he went out, and he would have suffered severely.

As he spoke, he took out the spatula and flour bag.

It is normal for a cook to carry a few pieces of kitchen utensils with him.

That is, the big black pot was too conspicuous so he didn't carry it on his back.

Song Yu took a spatula and patted the black mist in front of him a few times, until it dispersed, and then slowly condensed, the screams were a little weaker.

While shooting, he also cursed.

"You just pretend to be my grandfather?"

"What is your status, dare to stand on the same street as me?"

He suspected that he had been standing here and kept taking pictures. After dozens of times, he might be so out of his wits that he could take pictures of it.

But it's not good for him to lose his soul.

Holding the flour bag, he shrouded in the black mist.

The screams stopped abruptly, and Song Yu put the noodle bag back into his pocket.

He found that as long as he put it in, even if the mouth of the bag was opened, the ghost couldn't get out unless he deliberately poured it out.

And this ghost gave me the feeling that it was much more powerful than a resentful soul.

Maybe it's an evil ghost, but that's twenty times the points of resentful souls.

This guy pretends to be his grandfather.

That is the person closest to me.

It's just that before the crossing, grandpa had passed away for more than two years, and the sudden coldness of the kitchen knife just now prevented him from falling into crazy fantasies.

While meditating, he was shocked to find that the surroundings still looked like his hometown.

"I would like to thank you for allowing me to see my grandfather and my hometown again. This should be an existence similar to an illusion?"

Song Yu muttered, but could only bite the bullet and walk forward.

Since the ghost has been kept by him for four weeks and is still the same, it means that the key point is not on it.

His vision seemed to be restricted, and he couldn't see very far. After walking a certain distance, he found that the surrounding environment was blurred and changed.

It seemed to have crossed a certain boundary, and the surroundings suddenly became clear, but he didn't have time to appreciate it. He only saw a car, a two-cab pickup truck, with some fresh vegetables inside.

"Honey, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Uncle Li from the vegetable shop next door was standing by the car door, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, and said excitedly.

The woman didn't speak, but nodded and opened her hands.

Uncle Li walked over slowly, also opened his hands and hugged each other.

"ah……"

Just when the two sides were about to touch each other, a scream came out suddenly, and both of them backed away at the same time.

Uncle Li retreated several steps and fell to the ground, staring at the sudden new changes, he was stunned.

On the other hand, the middle-aged woman had cracks all over her body, her skin disappeared, and the black mist dissipated, gradually forming a huge ghost figure more than two meters high. On the flat head, a row of four eyes glowed scarlet, looking at the ghost figure of the woman in front of it.

The phantom of the woman is exactly the same as its previous appearance.

"Roar……"

It roared, stretched its claws, and rushed over.

"Honey, run quickly." Uncle Li came back to his senses, and rushed towards the phantom of the woman.