"Can't you find the long-haired ghost?" asked Yu Sheng.

"No, I found it, but I was the first to get there. ”

"Who?"

"A witch wish, very fat. The little old man said.

Yu Sheng was shocked, Bai Xing understood him, and said beside him: "Wu Zhu is very fat. ”

"Yes," Ye Zigao said, "Wu Zhu is now in the ghost hunting business, and some of them are oil and water." ”

He pointed to the little old man, "This one is enough to testify." ”

The little old man said: "It's all about laughing, Wu Zhu is to exorcise ghosts, and the ghost hunter is to hunt ghosts, can it be the same?"

Yu Sheng ignored their teasing, and was a little apprehensive in his heart, afraid that the long-haired ghost caught by Wu Zhu was the one he let go.

"What does the long-haired ghost look like?"

The little old man said, "You took away all my magic weapons, where can I see the ghost?"

"And how did you find him?"

"Smell it with your nose. The little old man puffed up his nose, "The smell of long-haired ghost hair is very strong." ”

He paused, "Alas, the inn has a stronger ghost smell, and it's still a bride." ”

"Where, where?" Ye Zigao asked, he hadn't noticed the existence of the female ghost for a long time.

After lying to him for half a day about the air, he no longer trusts Yu Sheng.

"Go, go. Yu Sheng knocked the little old man's hand down, "Wu Zhu Zhu, you can do it, are you here to fight the dog?"

The dog was at the feet of Yu Sheng, and when he heard the words, he barked at the little old man a few times.

"Don't dare, don't dare. "The little old man clenched his fists, and the female ghost left a trace of ghost power in my body, and when the ten-day period expires, she will come to claim my life. ”

He said: "Shopkeeper Yu will take him in for a few days, and the old man will definitely repay him another day." ”

"It's not that I don't keep you, it's just that the inn doesn't accept white rice. Yu Sheng said.

"I'll do the work. The little old man said, "It's not a problem to wipe the table, serve tea and pour water to entertain guests." ”

"That's my job. Bai said happily.

"It's also a mess and a swill. ”

"That's my job. Ye Zigao said.

"What about chickens, ducks, and pigs?"

The little white fox bared its teeth at him.

"I can be a doorman......

Seeing the dog, the little old man consciously shifted, "When I come out of the stall, I can shout what kind of advertisement you said." ”

"It's not profitable to advertise it. Yu Sheng said, "You don't have any other skills?"

"It's only ghost hunting. ”

"Ghost hunting," Yu Sheng muttered, "Then you should be very clear about the strength and cultivation of ghosts, right?"

"Of course I know, I'm a four-money heavenly master. The little old man said, "Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles." ”

"Okay, then you can stay. Yu Sheng said, "Be the master of ghosts." ”

"What, what," the little old man didn't have time to rejoice, so he was a little confused, "Whose master?"

"The ghost is the ghost who fell into the water. ”

"You don't know this?" the rest of his life looked at him.

"Don't insult me, I don't know what a ghost?" said the little old man. "What do you mean by that master, let me teach you the skills of ghosts?"

The little old man nodded when he saw Yu Sheng, "You still insult my ability." ”

"Then you should die. Yu Sheng said.

The little old man's tone changed, "It's nothing to insult my ability, it's just that I can only catch ghosts......"

"There are also people who say that knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Ye Zigao said.

Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Don't be afraid, you can teach her the most feared tricks in your ghost hunting career, and the tricks of being subdued by ghosts." ”

"By the way, feed the tricks and give her some practical experience. Bai Xingxing said, "She is a bit brainless, and she doesn't know how to stab her to death if she can't be strangled." ”

In order to survive, it can only be like this, the little old man nodded helplessly.

Yu Sheng pointed to Ye Zigao, "You live with him for the time being, and Ming'er will help sell the porridge first." ”

"Still shouting. The little old man was a little reluctant. A lot of shameful words haven't been uttered yet.

"Although you can't make a lot of money, you can stay up for time. ”

Yu Sheng said: "The ghost is not by your side for the time being, you kill the time first, you can't be idle." ”

Ye Zigao over there was also reluctant, "There are so many empty rooms in the inn, why let him live with me?"

The rest of his life ignored him, and said happily to Bai: "Remember, the ghost is very beautiful." ”

"Yes. Bai Xingxin comprehended, "I still listen to the orders of the shopkeeper." ”

"What, let's live, I just watched him, and he stole things. Ye Zigao said.

"Hey, who are you insulting? The little old man said.

"What do you say? The three of them spoke in unison.

Only then did the little old man remember that he had been caught.

He smiled awkwardly and hurriedly staggered the topic, "Shopkeeper Yu, it's not a good thing to raise ghosts, it hurts your body after a long time." ”

"Don't worry, the ghost I raised is different. Yu Sheng said.

Ye Zigao quietly asked Bai Xingxing, "When did the shopkeeper raise the ghost, why don't I know?"

"That's the shopkeeper's killer weapon, and it's only used when the ancestral grave is dug up. Bai said happily.

Ye Zigao nodded and led the little old man upstairs.

Yu Sheng went back to the kitchen and brought out the prepared stew that had poured the broth.

Bai Xingxing has already invited the casual encounter down.

He looked at the rest of his life expectantly, but after the porcelain bowl was served in front of him, his eyes closed and he was slightly disappointed.

In anticipation for the rest of his life, he tasted it with chopsticks, "Well, it's good, it's delicious." He said.

The system was silent, and the rest of my life knew that there must be but.

"However, this is not the mess I remember. "Say casually.

"What's the difference with your mother's mess?" asked Yu Sheng.

"I haven't eaten it in eighteen years, but I'm sure my mother's stew is definitely not so delicious. ”

The rest of my life was speechless, and it was also a fault to do too well.

It also shows that sometimes the deliciousness of food does not depend on the cooking skills and ingredients, but on the people who eat it.

The so-called difficult to reconcile is generally the same.

"Shopkeeper Yu, I won't force you. He said, "That's it, get the wine." ”

Yu Sheng said: "I'm not casual if you're free, I must make your mother's mess, I'll try it again." ”

Cao'er and Bai Xing glanced at each other, "Why do I hear them cursing?"

No matter what, it's important to eat, she saw the fat slices.

Cao'er said: "Little fish, put the rest of the pot out, let us taste it too." ”

"It's not big or small, you called the little fish. Yu Sheng said.

"My little aunt and I are sisters, aren't we also your little aunts?" said Cao'er.

In this way, there are many little aunts in the whole world. Ye Zigao, who went downstairs, said.

He went into the back kitchen and quickly brought out the rest of the stew and placed it on the long table.

Bai was glad that they had already sat down, and the little old man was cleaning up on it, but he didn't come down to be an eyesore.

"Oh, too", Fu Nan ran in, and the silver chopsticks in his hand had been taken out, "There are good dishes!"

"Are you a dog?" said Bai Xingxing, "why are you doing all your dog work today?"

"You're a dog. "It's noon, I reasoned." ”

They couldn't be impatient, but Aunt Qing didn't move, they couldn't move at all.

"What about the rest of your life?" asked Aunt Qing.

"I'm trying to do it again. Ye Zigao said, "Remind you that next time it may not be delicious." ”

"Why?"

"Because it doesn't suit the taste of the guests, it has to be made unpalatable. ”

"What is the truth of this?" Fu Nan muttered, seeing that Aunt Qing moved her chopsticks and followed closely behind, she was afraid that she would eat less.

For the rest of his life, he cooked different flavors in one afternoon, and it was difficult to complete the task after cooking all kinds of stewed dishes in his previous life.

In the end, even casually said that it was already very sincere against his will, and that was the taste.

But the system thought that if the task was not completed, he could only continue to do it for the rest of his life, and he even moved out the big stew with vinegar.

"What is missing?" the rest of his life was puzzled, and said helplessly to the god of agriculture.

It was late at night, and the others had eaten their best and gone to bed early, with only the dog biting his tail at his feet to keep him company.

"Maybe he has some special hobby, you think it's unpalatable, he thinks it's delicious. "Saturnalia inspires the rest of your life.

"For example, I like boiled dog meat in plain water, but others ......" Before the farmer could finish speaking, the dog's eyes looked at the seat of the god of agriculture.

I don't know if the dog can see and hear the ghosts, anyway, the dog got under the counter vigilantly.