"It's just a chance meeting. How can I be a lonely ghost like this little brother and reach such a high-ranking family? You should stop making fun of me."

Chen Heng sighed and shook his head.

"Damn it! The pretty boy is just good at pretending, and not a single word he says is true!"

The dying ghost cursed in his heart, managed a smile to deal with it, and continued to reach out to grab the food, causing the clinking of cups, plates, and bowls.

At this time.

He seemed to feel that there was suddenly more moisture in the air.

After inhaling into the nasal cavity, it is completely wet.

The dying ghost burped, sniffed a few more times, shook his head, and quickly put it behind him, not thinking about it anymore.

And not just him.

In the main hall and under the twelve canopies, dozens of ghosts were vaguely aware of this change.

However, the sudden increase in water vapor is only within the ordinary category, and there is nothing unusual about it. It is slight and slight, and you will miss it if you don't pay attention.

He didn't doubt his presence and continued to have fun.

During the banquet, people exchanged glasses of wine and laughed loudly.

Colorful colors are the heart and liver, colorful colors are the intestines...

There was a continuous sound of squealing, and the ghosts were like tigers gnawing at lambs. They seemed to have been hungry for three days and three nights. In an instant, they ate up all the flesh and blood on the table, even the bones were not spared.

, but also chew it carefully and swallow it together with the stubble.

Chen Heng never moved his chopsticks.

The long ghost next to him seriously licked the remaining blood on the plate.

While knocking over a few ghosts who wanted to compete with him for the licking plate, he asked doubtfully:

"Brother, why don't you eat it? This is real human flesh and blood, not just some chicken, duck, cattle or sheep to fool around with. The taste is most tender and delicious. After passing this village, there is no such shop.

."

"That's right, that's right!"

The dying ghost also spoke vaguely:

"Miss Yue this time is very generous. Anyone who is willing to come to the banquet will be given blood food. She is such a luxurious person! I don't know how lucky my new uncle is. Could he be a good person for ten generations and only cultivate?

Is this such a fate?"

"I am a Jing Xiu, but I don't need to eat blood."

Under the gaze of Chang Gui, Chen Heng shook his head.

Jingxiu?

The old ghost and the old ghost were stunned for a moment, looking at them strangely. After a long time, they turned their heads and coughed, with extremely strange expressions on their faces.

"Jing Xiu also tastes pretty good, a good dry snack... No!"

The dying ghost just subconsciously muttered something, then he realized that he had made a mistake and turned his face away in embarrassment, not daring to look at Chen Heng again.

"My dear brother is still young and doesn't know the wonderful taste of blood food. That's why he said such words."

Chang Gui also hurriedly swallowed his saliva, looked away from Chen Heng, touched his head, and pretended to be calm:

"The dishes that are served today are still in the "classy" style, and they are not satisfying. Not to mention the wise brother, you don't like it, but the foolish brother also tastes nothing and is not happy."

When the long ghost said this, several ghosts who were knocked to the ground because they couldn't compete with him to lick the plate all started laughing and spitting on the ground.

Changgui still looked calm and continued:

“The ‘Martial Arts’ that comes next is the real highlight of this event!

Brother Yu is not just bragging, no matter how good you are, just one bite will turn you into a great master!"

The surroundings were full of various spooky ghosts walking back and forth, noisy and noisy.

The stench of blood from the severed limbs on the table and the pus smell from the ghosts were mixed together, making people want to vomit.

Seeing that Miss Yue still hadn't arrived, Chen Heng had no choice but to suppress the murderous intention in his heart.

In order not to seem out of place, I struck up a conversation with the ghost next to me.

And when this ghost talked about the difference between "Wen Chi" and "Martial Chi", he talked endlessly, and it seemed that he had a special understanding. The ghosts at the nearby tables couldn't help but gather around, drooling, and listened with rapt attention.

Wen Chi is nothing more than cooking flesh and blood and making them into dishes.

But martial arts eat them alive, with all beards and tails, and the screams and cries are the best condiments for fun and wine...

During the long ghost's vivid narration, the nearby ghosts moved their index fingers and screamed in their stomachs one after another.

There were also many ghosts, who glanced at Chen Heng, the so-called Jing Xiu, with a look of sternness and hunger hidden in their eyes.

It's the company commander ghost.

I also looked at him, looked at him again, and looked at him again...

"Among the ghosts, there are actually those who cannibalize each other? And looking at this situation, Zhao Xiu, who eats blood, actually regards Jing Xiu as food? The world is mysterious, and seeing it is better than hearing it a hundred times."

Chen Heng's eyes flickered slightly and he thought to himself.

At this time.

Chang Guicai was talking about his first "martial arts" experience, but he hadn't finished describing it with gusto.

Only a thundering sound of gongs and drums was heard, followed by the sound of drums and ribbons floating in the air.

Amidst the loud chants of praise, Song Rupu, who was wearing new clothes and expressionless, took the lead to stumble out of the back room surrounded by several maids.

He looked around, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stood there for a long time without moving, but was secretly pushed by several waitresses.

Reluctantly, he reached out his hand, closed his eyes as if he was about to die, turned around, and led Miss Yue into the main hall.

The ground shook slightly, and the tiny gravels stayed in the air for a few moments before flopping to the ground.

The voices of the ghosts suddenly fell silent.

Even the noisy drums and music were silenced by the force.

The ground-shaking footsteps got closer and closer, getting louder and louder, and finally it was like a lightning strike, shaking off all the accumulated dust on the beams.

"Is this Miss Yue? She really deserves her name..."

Chen Heng looked over and his pupils shrank slightly.
Chapter completed!