As we walked forward, more and more waiters followed us, and black mold began to grow on the walls of the corridor.

A strong putrid smell was emanating from the end of the corridor.

"We noticed you from the moment you entered the store. We planned to attack you while you were having dinner, but we didn't expect you to be more impatient than us."

Manager Zhao said as he walked. After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yi. Seeing that his face was calm, he was a little surprised.

"Aren't you curious why we want to attack you?"

"I'm curious. What I'm more curious about is whether you are a human or a ghost."

"You can call us...believers."

Manager Zhao raised his head and looked very proud. In this hotel, not only himself was a believer, but every waiter was a believer of Mr. Tang.

"believer?"

Zhang Yi curled his lips: "A believer in ghosts?"

"right!"

Manager Zhao affirmed without hesitation.

"It's not a big deal. It seems that most people believe in ghosts. For example, when visiting graves during the Qingming Festival, when people worship their ancestors, they inevitably say "ancestor blessings."

"This is different."

"What's the difference?"

"Don't forget, many rules and customs in this world actually serve ghosts and gods.

It can be as small as not being able to insert chopsticks into the rice, or as big as the worship of ancestors, the location of tombs, etc."

"Oh!"

Hearing Zhang Yi's sneer, Manager Zhao's face fell and he looked at Zhang Yi with squinted eyes: "What's so funny?"

"Take the old world's vulgarities as truth, brother, wake up, the Qing Dynasty is dead!"

"I hope you will be so optimistic after meeting your husband."

Manager Zhao stopped and pointed to the door in front of the corridor: "Please come in, sir, waiting for you inside."

"Aren't you guys together?"

"As believers, we are not yet qualified to enjoy this treatment."

Before Zhang Yi could say anything, there was a cold, stinging sensation behind him, as a crossbow arrow was pressed against his heart.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi could only walk forward, came to the door, put his hand on the door handle, and the door opened with a click.

Zhang Yi stood at the door and glanced at the room.

The room was large, and what caught the eye was the exquisite living room furnishings, but Zhang Yi did not see Mr. Tang.

"Bang!"

At this time, there was a sound of wind behind him, and a crossbow arrow flew past Zhang Yi's ear.

"Sir, please hurry up and remember to close the door."

Manager Zhao raised the reloaded crossbow in his hand, and this time he aimed it at Zhang Yi's chest.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi could only walk inside and close the door.

"Ahem, is there anyone?"

No one in the room responded, but in another room, the sound of knives and forks scraping on the dinner plate could be heard.

Following the sound, he pushed open the other door in front of him.

A large round table appeared in front of him, and on the table, a woman was facing away from him.

Judging from her clothes, this woman is exactly the guy who caused trouble just now.

"Hello!"

Zhang Yi shouted, but the woman didn't respond. Her hands were squirming on the table, as if she was eating something, and her mouth made a crunching sound.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi frowned, walked to the dining table step by step, and looked sideways.

On the white dinner plate, a large piece of black meat skin was kept being put into the woman's mouth under the knife and fork.

With the grinding sound of chewing, bright red blood drops dripped onto the table and the woman's clothes.

At this time, the woman suddenly raised her head.

Her face was peeled off, and she looked at Zhang Yi with two bulging eyeballs.

The muscles on his face squirmed, blood squeezed out from the flesh and blood on his face, and he squeezed out a bloody smile towards Zhang Yi.

Holding up a piece of flesh with a black mole:

"Try it, it's really delicious..."

Sorry, I wrote one chapter, but it was not interesting enough, so I deleted it. Then I combined the two chapters together, so it was a little late.
Chapter completed!