"You can eat it now." Xiaoya happily brought the plate containing the little mouse to herself and picked up the chopsticks. "The authentic way to eat it is to eat it with the iron-headed chopsticks with the tips that are burnt red." Then the original wooden chopsticks in Xiaoya's hand turned into iron-headed chopsticks.

The chopsticks were pinched on a little mouse, and "sir!" It immediately made a sound of flesh being scalded.

"Squeak squeak!" The little mouse made a series of painful sounds, which made several people's backs chill.

Then Xiaoya clamped the mouse and pressed it hard on the seasoning plate, turning the mouse's entire body and head into the seasoning twice. Not only was the mouse's head submerged by the seasoning, but the place where the body was just burned was also touched with a layer of seasoning. The pain of the mouse started to scream again.

Xiaoya deliberately picked up the little mouse and turned it proudly in front of everyone, then bent her mouth and put the little mouse in her mouth.

The upper and lower teeth bite, like eating pork cartilage. The little mouse made a last squeak. As Xiaoya's throat surged, one of the ten little mice turned into Jiang Feiyan was swallowed into her stomach.

The sweat of several newcomers flowed out along their foreheads, and they couldn't help but think, "Is Jiang Feiyan dead now? Could it be that she would die if she had to experience such death ten times?"

Looking at Xiaoya, who looks harmless and sunny and beautiful, the newcomers realized: "No matter how ghosts look, the essence of ghosts will not change. Ghosts are ghosts, and ghosts kill people is like the jungle law in nature. The strong prey on the weak. Humans who have always stood at the top of the earth's food chain can only become prey in front of ghosts."

Xiaoya didn't care about the other people's expressions at all, and picked up the little mouse and chewed it carefully.

"How could humans think of such a dish? It's really delicious, but what I feel is not the delicious dish, but the dark and cruelty I eat of humanoids, which makes me feel endlessly." Xiaoya said, closing her eyes, and she was really like enjoying something on a spiritual level.

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While the couple were frightened and turned pale, Ajie still ate as if nothing had happened and reminded everyone: "Why don't you eat? It's now 6:20."

At this time, several newcomers remembered that the task required them to eat 300 grams every half an hour after the meal. Then they quickly picked up the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, avoided the plate of Sanzhier, and started to eat it violently.

Ye Qianmo took out a black biscuit-like thing from his bag and swallowed it in a few bites. This black thing was specially prepared by Ye Qianmo for this mission.

There are many recipes in the company, including food. This kind of biscuit is one of them. Ye Qianmo configured such a small piece, which is exactly 300 grams. The advantage of this biscuit is that it will not swell your stomach, but it can also provide energy.

The task requires that 300 grams must be eaten every half hour, but it does not require that the ghost be prepared. The food brought by the company cannot be used as an ingredient for the ghost to eat, but employees can eat it themselves.

Ye Qianmo was just worried that there would be problems with the food this time and he would force them to eat, so he brought the food himself.

After eating the biscuits for a few bites, Ye Qianmo looked at Xiaoya carefully again because he felt that Xiaoya must have revealed the clues of birth now, because it had already started to kill people.

Ye Qianmo carefully examined Xiaoya's movements and appearance. "The expression and movements are the same as before, and there is no difference. The only difference is the clothes. After changing the pants, the clothes inside have also changed into other styles. Only this coat has changed into the same one." Ye Qianmo thoughtful, and finally his eyes fell on the ferret on the shoulder of the white coat. "This ferret that was decorated has also changed into the same one, no, no, the ferret is still the same one."

Ye Qianmo suddenly narrowed his eyes and observed the ferret carefully because he found a small oil spot on the ferret's left hind leg.

"This oil spot was definitely put on before changing clothes, because the position of this oil spot is located at the diagonal back of Xiaoya's shoulder. When eating normally, the oil will never splash behind the back. Before changing clothes, the ferret was placed in front of the hind leg, so the oil could splash. After changing clothes, the ferret was adjusted to the right and was in front. This ferret was still the same one, and the ferret was not replaced at all."

"Zhizhizhi" Xiaoya ate another little mouse, and there were 4 left on the plate.

"Do you know that dish? It's called "living" or "donkey."

As she said that, Xiaoya picked up another little mouse and prepared to put it on the seasoning plate, but her hand shook, and the little mouse fell down, just in the seasoning plate, and the juice splashed on Xiaoya's clothes.

"Oh, why are it dirty again?" Xiaoya said discouragedly: "I'm so angry, I'm going to wash clothes again. You guys eat first, I'll change one."

Seeing Xiaoya return to the bedroom, no one made any noise until a minute later, the bedroom door closed.

Xu Shanyu said with sweat on his head, "What should I do? Judging from this posture, the ghost will become a human again. The dish called Donkey is even more perverted than San Zhier."

"What kind of dish is called a donkey?" No one present knew what a donkey was called a donkey, so he asked Xu Shanyu, a chef.

Xu Shanyu wiped the sweat, glanced at the little mouse on the plate, and said with an ugly expression, "I have never seen a donkey, I have heard of it. It is a perverted way to eat donkey meat."

"What kind of perverted method?" Wang Ruihua asked.

"It is to fix a living donkey so that it cannot move around. People set up a table next to it. Whenever people want to eat a part of the donkey, they pour it on the donkey with boiled boiling water. After boiling the donkey's meat, they cut it off the donkey's body and then ate it." Xu Shanyu said, swallowing his saliva in disgust, and then said: "But it is said that living donkey's dish. People eat it this way not because the donkey meat is fresh, it is entirely to see the expression of the donkey when it is tortured, because the donkey's expression is very close to us humans."

"Which pervert is this? This person is going to the eighteen levels of hell." Jiang Yuemei looked depressed when she saw that the ghost did not eat the vegetables she brought. When she thought of what might happen next, she was also very frightened.

At this moment, Ye Qianmo smiled and looked at Wang Ruihua with his broken legs beside him. Seeing that Wang Ruihua was sweating all over his face, he grabbed his clothes with both hands under the table, and the sweat in Jiang's palm rubbed on the clothes.

Ye Qianmo suddenly said, "Since you have already thought of the way to live, just do it."

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