Section 337
[Is this trick useful? ]
[Why didn't it work on Xiao Ge before?]
[I guess this old lady is a bit timid]
[Indeed, she is a bully at first glance]
[It works when she encounters a coward]
[Why did the old lady insist on letting Bingbing eat that dirty thing just now? ]
Jiang Yuan watched from behind the screen and typed it out on the backup phone.
[It's for the sick. If you eat it, you will get sick.]
After saying that, Jiang Yuan turned off the backup phone and didn't watch it again.
His own hot pot and snail noodles were already cooked. It had only been a short while since he started eating.
A table full of rich food,
For Jiang Yuan, it was still very authentic and tasty, but people who didn't like it would find it disgusting.
He poured himself a glass of Diaosi drink,
and glanced at the neat family squatting outside the door.
He always felt that it was too lonely to eat alone.
It would be more lively if there were more people eating.
"You are so polite in your own home? Come here, eat and drink."
You also know that this is someone else's home? The ghosts outside dared to be angry but not to speak.
If they were not afraid of this person's strength and dared not move, they would have given this person a few big beatings!
After all, it was the day to go home once a year.
They didn't understand why a stranger appeared in the house, and why there was such a table of things that smelled so strange!
It was like a cesspool exploded!
Jiang Yuan faced several ghosts and had no idea of their anger. "Uncle, aunt, grandpa and aunt, you all sit down quickly. Even if you don't have a good appetite, you should eat a little."
"The Ghost Festival should be the same as your New Year, right? I'm sure you will like the food I prepared for you."
The uncle's lips were trembling. If he wasn't very restrained, the dirty words would have been spit out like a machine gun.
Who the hell eats shit during the New Year?
This smell is so stinky that it rushed to the top of the head!
[Dog anchor, you are a real dog]
[I want to vomit when I think of the smell of snail noodles]
[I want to know who is doing the task?]
[It's too difficult to be a ghost and do things you don't want to do!]
[This family didn't expect to be forced to survive during the holidays]
The old lady was very embarrassed, "Such a good thing, you should keep it for yourself, we won't eat it."
"Why? Do you look down on me, so you don't want to eat at the same table with me..."
It was not a question at all, but a soliloquy answer.
Suddenly, the room was filled with gloom.
Jiang Yuan sighed heavily, as if he had no chance.
The old man had no choice but to bear the humiliation and went to the table as if he had made a great determination.
"Ugh"
It took a bite, and it was not as hard to describe as imagined, but the taste was quite good!
"It's quite delicious."
[Snail noodles smell bad but taste good]
[I understand the truth, but I really can't stand it]
[I'm crying with greed]
[If you don't like it, give it to me]
[I really want to cook a bowl now, but I'm afraid there's a hand under the bed]
[You can order takeout]
[What if the delivery is not a human? ]
Chapter 265 Next stop, Spirit Realm
This family was forced to accompany Jiang Yuan for supper with tears in their eyes.
No matter whether they were satisfied or not, Jiang Yuan was satisfied anyway.
"Right, it's a big festival, everyone should be at the table for dinner, it's more lively with more people."
"Eat more, don't be polite."
"Just like at home."
The ghosts were speechless. This was originally their own home. Who was the host?
This is really the decline of morals!
Wang Bingbing sat in the car.
The car continued to move forward. When it arrived at the new stop, the old lady carrying the basket was about to get off the bus with a hunched back. Before getting off, she glared at Wang Bingbing with resentment.
The car door closed.
Her back was already covered in cold sweat, and the bus was still full of people.
The swaying car continued to move forward.
Soon, it arrived at the village stop.
In theory, this is the terminal.
Sure enough, a mechanized female voice reminded,
"Passengers, the terminal on earth has arrived. Please get off the bus as soon as possible. The next stop will be back to the spirit realm."
The woman in red sitting next to her suddenly turned her head and said, "Follow me."
"If you go any further, you will never be able to go back."
"Because the car is going back to the strange city, you will never be able to get out."
Wang Bingbing was tense all over. If he followed the female ghost to get off the bus, he knew that it would be bad.
But what spirit realm is the next stop? Is it the underworld?
If a living person goes in, he will become a dead person from time to time?
Wang Bingbing was really conflicted and regretful.
Why did she have to give up driving this bus?
Now she was in a dilemma.
She looked at the live broadcast room for help,
[Get off the bus, there is no turning back if you really get on the dark road]
[No, no, you will be screwed if you get off the bus]
[Don't believe her! ]
In the barrage, there was no barrage of the ID that Wang Bingbing wanted to see.
“Bus No. 4444 only reincarnates once a year in the world of the living. The next time it returns to the world of the living will be the Ghost Festival a year later.”
“You must get off the bus.”
The female ghost’s tone was very cold and emotionless.
Although the words were for Wang Bingbing's own good,
she was not sure that this was a good ghost.
Wang Bingbing stood up and followed the female ghost to get off the car.
If they got off now, they would still be in the world of the living.
She looked out through the car door and saw a village, which was pitch black, without any lights, and very creepy and scary.
It was not as bright as in the city.
The female ghost got off the car first and stood at the door. There was no shadow under the street light.