Supernatural Resurrection: Full Level Golden Light Spell at the Beginning

"Is it really a ghost village?"

Ma Qingshuang was taken aback.

Just came out of the ghost nest, and now arrived at the ghost village again, Ma Qingshuang was suddenly a little speechless, are the two of them lucky?

Or is it bad luck?

For Su Yu, of course, it was good luck!

Ghost village?

Let's see what it looks like.

"Let's go, let's go in and see!"

Su Yu raised his feet and walked towards the village, and Ma Qingshuang hurriedly followed.

When I entered the village, it was deserted, although every house had lights on and big red lanterns hung on the eaves.

But the whole street was empty.

Su Yu and the two walked on the street illuminated by the red lantern, which really looked like walking on the Nai He Bridge, which made people feel furious.

Crash!

Crash!

Crash!

In the distance, the sound of scooping water sounded.

The two of them looked for prestige, but on the corner of the street not far away, there was a small stall propped up, and a flag was flying, and the word 'face' was written on it.

Obviously!

It is a small stall that sells noodles.

On the stall, there were still three diners, all of whom were eating silently with their heads down.

The boss is a rickety head, with his head down, scooping water into the pot one by one.

The pot was 'gurgling' and blistering, and the bones could be faintly seen, and bursts of strange aroma wafted out of the pot.

"Good Fragrance !!"

Smelling the wafting aroma, Ma Qingshuang couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

It's not that she's greedy, it's that this fragrance is really a little strange, and it's different from all the scents she smells.

But!

She also knew something was wrong with this place.

Somehow there is a noodle stall, thinking with your toes, it is also a big problem.

"Let's go!"

Su Yu walked over, and the rickety old man who was originally focused on the pot raised his head sharply, staring at the two of them.

The old man's face was wrinkled like tree bark, and there was only one eye left, and he looked very frightening.

"Hey, hey!"

"Two guest officers, what do you want to eat?"

The old man's voice sounded hoarsely, as if a large handful of chicken feathers were stuck in his throat, which was very unpleasant.

The few customers who were immersed in the noodles paused, did not look up, and began to eat the noodles in the bowl again.

It's like there's something in the bowl.

"What do you have here?"

Su Yu took Ma Qingshuang to find a table and sit down, and said lightly.

"Hey!"

The rickety old man smiled and said, "The most famous thing I have here is the brain marrow noodle soup, do you want to have a bowl of it?" "

Talking!

He grabbed the spoon in his hand and pounded it in the noodle soup a few times, and scooped up a grayish-white ball of brain marrow.

It looks disgusting.

When Ma Qingshuang saw this scene, the contents of her stomach didn't churn out, and she looked at Su Yu with a pale face.

She whispered, "Brother Su, we don't really want to eat noodles here!"

Su Yu was speechless for a while!

Is this girl biao, of course you can't eat it!

Returning her a reassuring look, Su Yu said to the rickety old man: "Your brain marrow doesn't look very fresh, do you have a fresh brain marrow?"

Not fresh?

The rickety old man was stunned.

He looked at Su Yu and said, "There are also fresh ones, but I don't know if the two of you can afford to eat them." "

"Just on it!"

Su Yu waved his hand and said, "I want the freshest kind, don't serve it on the table if it's not fresh." "

"Hey, hey!"

"Rest assured, guaranteed to be the freshest. "

The rickety old man sneered, grabbed two large bowls, picked some noodles into them, and walked over to the two diners.

"Two, pay off the credit. "

The two diners raised their heads and said to him, "We don't have any money!"

"It's okay!"

The rickety old man smiled and said, "If you don't have money, you can use your brains to offset it!"

He pointed at Su Yu and the others and said, "It just so happens that these two guests want to eat fresh brain marrow noodles." "

"Good!"

The two nodded expressionlessly.

"Hey, hey!"

The rickety old man turned around and smiled at Su Yu and the others, and said, "Wait a minute, the fresh brain marrow will be fine soon!"

Finished!

As soon as he raised his hand, he slammed the iron spoon in his hand on the head of a diner.

Click!

The sound of cracking bones rang out, and the diner's head was splashed with blood, and a large stream of foul-smelling blood gushed out.

"It's old, and it can't be broken all at once. "

The rickety old man glanced down, muttered, and another spoon went down, and the diner's skull was completely shattered.

The rickety old man put down the spoon, pulled some of the hair on the man's head with his dry paws, and reached out to grab it.

He grabbed out a ball of gray brain marrow that still seemed to be beating, and carefully placed it in the noodle bowl.

"Vomit !!"

Seeing this scene, Ma Qingshuang couldn't hold on any longer, and couldn't help retching a few times.

It's good that I didn't eat tonight, otherwise I would have to make a fool of myself in front of Brother Su.

It's disgusting!

It's disgusting!

Is this the brain marrow surface originally taken like this?

"Wait a minute, you two, you'll be fine right away!" the old man smiled gloomily and walked to the other diner's side with a trembling face.

The diner who had his head smashed and his brain taken out of his brain was expressionless and picked up the skull fragments on the ground and stuffed them into his empty head indiscriminately.

He lowered his head and ate again.

Click!

The rickety old man smashed the other person's head, put the still steaming brain marrow into the bowl, and limped towards Su Yu and the others.

"Two, please use it slowly!"

The rickety old man put his face in front of Su Yu and Ma Qingshuang, and wiped his bloody hand on the table twice.

Two blood marks were left.

"Vomit !!"

Ma Qingshuang looked at the beating brain marrow in the bowl, and couldn't help retching.

Su Yu's face remained unchanged, he pushed away the noodle bowl in front of him, and said, "Boss, I just said, what I want is fresh brains!"

He pointed to the two diners who were eating noodles with their heads bowed, and said lightly: "You use the brain marrow of these two dead people to pass off as fresh brain marrow, this is disrespectful food, you know?"

The rickety old man was stunned.

What?

Disrespecting food?

God doesn't respect food.

Is it possible, do you still want to eat the brain marrow of a living person?

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