The sky in Fengcheng is a bit cloudy and seems to be raining, but the air is still stuffy and there is no wind at all.

On such an afternoon, naturally no one would go back to visit the roadside restaurant, especially a small store.

As the Yinsi office in the underworld stationed in Fengcheng, although it is a bit cold, Chu Dongfang doesn't feel that way.

He is a big shot who has mastered the life and death of a ghost in a certain way. He is already past the age of admiration and vanity. It is also great to open a small restaurant in this slightly more remote place.

After all, before entering the ‘system’, he was a fat chef who inherited his father’s business.

Ghost messengers are also human beings. No matter where they are, as long as there are people, there will be the same "system". In the ghost messengers industry, they also need performance. If you want to climb up, you will see this.

But Chu Dongfang knew how much he had and how much he could climb to the position of a captain. He was already very satisfied. Even those high-ranking inspectors would die one or two every year. Isn’t it just for the sake of that little performance?

Other captains arranged the office of the underworld in a grand manner, and there were high-end and elegant ones, but there were no such low-key and tacky as him.

But this is his cleverness. The more vulgar the more the awesome people will not notice it. The higher the profession, the more likely things will happen.

They are ghost messengers, and they are innately unable to compare with those martyrs who can "explode blood". Once something happens, they will inevitably not involve their own safety. Don't think that the system is different and the water of the well will not interfere with the river. As long as it is on this "way", it will inevitably be bumpy.

Chu Dongfang believes that he is not a good person, so he should hide.

It's great to guard your own acre of three-point land.

...

There are not many pedestrians on the street now, and the only fat man in the store is deserted.

The store door was open, and the tables, chairs, benches and other parts of the store were wiped cleanly, and even every cup was very clear, which made him feel very comfortable.

Of course, the fat boss sitting on the chair playing with his mobile phone was not as comfortable as he looked on his face, and he was still a little worried.

Because the two people who rushed in from the "Gate of Hell" they opened two months ago have not yet come out.

They entered from themselves, and they would definitely have a sense of response when they were about to come out. And as long as the bosses of the underworld did not open the "back door" for them, they would definitely have to return the same way.

At that time, regardless of whether he agrees or not, the "Gate of Hell" will definitely be opened by himself, which is also the reason why he is restless during this period.

Because this door is open at that time and cannot be controlled by yourself, what if there are customers in the store eating and serving the dishes by themselves, this door will come out at once, who will scare you to death?

Or even more powerful, when I was taking a shower or squatting in the toilet, this door suddenly popped up. Do I need my integrity?

Although Chu Dongfang showed a hint of a bit of infatuation on his face, that young lady was really beautiful.

Suddenly, a smile on his face stopped and a constipation suddenly surged.

"At this time?"

The scenes that had been practiced countless times in his mind appeared in his hands. Chu Dongfang threw away the fruit mobile phone of thousands of dollars in his hand, and pinched the magic tricks, and the invisible fluctuations spread around. The barrier that belonged to the ghost messenger only formed within a few seconds, covering the entire room.

Chu Dongfang breathed a little relieved. He had already felt the familiar ghost energy from behind, which was the breath of his own "Gate of Hell".

Then, as he turned around, two figures came out of it.

"Yeah, is it still here?" The beautiful young lady raised her eyebrows and looked over.

A decent smile appeared on Chu Dongfang's face and he was about to speak. The one next to him looked good, oh, what made him jealous, wasn't it a bit handsome?

He was speechless because the man was talking.

"I'm just hungry, so let's put my stomach here first." As he said that, he also glanced at the tables, chairs and tableware around him.

What does it mean? Are you picky?

Fatty Master was immediately dissatisfied.

Chu Dongfang frowned, but saw that the other party just raised his eyes and looked at him, and then the fat boss's fat face shook.

"What, what to eat?" he asked with a smile, not even he himself noticed it. He smiled a little silly and cautiously.

"Get a few good guys, and then two trays of steamed buns." Chen Yao looked at him strangely and waved her hand.

As soon as Ji Xu stopped, what's so great? He quickly reached out to block the fat boss who was about to walk to the kitchen.

Then, in Shen Yao's expression that was a little hilarious, he said seriously: "Don't be related to leeks."

Chu Dongfang was stunned for a moment, nodded in a clear understanding, and then went into the kitchen without looking back.

"What does his look mean?" Ji Xu asked, looking at his back.

"I don't know." Chen Yao smiled, pulled open the chair beside her and sat down.

Ji Xu also sat down and opened a bottle of beer and poured it on.

"I feel like I've been in the underworld for a long time. It's not too late?" he said casually, "Why did this guy remove the food? He's so ignorant."

Chen Yao laughed and gave him a blank look, "Do you really don't know or pretend to be stupid? Let's not talk about the speed of time in the underworld that is different from ours. Just talking about the small cave heaven with mirrors and water and moon is like 'living the day is like the year'."

Ji Xu was really surprised, "So exaggerated?"

As he said that, he released his perception and looked outside. There was no trace of rain on the ground. Even the police car they drove when they came was gone.

"Otherwise, how could Jing Mei practice in the underworld? Time symbolizes life, and his 'blue and death energy' needs this." Chen Yao looked like she was 'a master of everything in the world', and she was just a folding fan and a stunning tree.

"so."

Ji Xu nodded, then took out his mobile phone, connected to the Internet and automatically updated the time. It is now the end of September.

There are several missed calls on the phone, except for Ji Lian's one, the rest are from Zhou Feng.

Regarding the former, after passing through the Demon City, he inevitably had some doubts about him and re-examined the other party's image. Even though he had not gained anything, there were still some changes.

Become more careful and alert.

As for Zhou Feng, he should have just seen himself "disappearing" for so long, just ask.

The fat boss’s serving food is still not fast, but fortunately, there are no leeks this time.

Ji Xu and the others were not polite, so they picked up the steamed buns and ate them.

Although I am sad about the magic of different flow rates of time in the underworld and human world, fortunately, my body did not show any symptoms. The scene of red and pink skeletons after coming out of a strange scene in the novel monster did not happen.

The two of them still drink big bowls and eat meat in large pieces.
Chapter completed!