"Boss, two large plates of chicken!" As soon as Dou Dabao entered the door, he said to the restaurant owner in a loud voice.

"One plate is medium spicy, one plate is not spicy!" Jing Hai shouted, turned around and explained to Sima Nan and me, "This way you can eat upside down." ”

After that, he craned his neck again and shouted at the restaurant owner: "Bake another twenty skewers of mutton skewers, add two big kidneys!" Put more cumin! ”

Looking at the old man ordering food as if no one was around, Sima Nan and I slipped up to the second floor like thieves.

After a while, Jinghai and Dou Dabao followed, Dou Dabao wiped the corners of his mouth, pursed his mouth, and learned the accent of selling mutton skewers in Xinjiang and said:

"Everyone is good friends, more meat, less potatoes and carrots!"

"The noodles must be wide to be delicious, and they must be served after drinking, and they can be mixed with soup and eaten!" Jing Hai also shook his head and said.

Sima Nan watched the two of them sit down, and shook his head at me with a smile: "It seems that every time I see you and your friends, I will refresh my world view." ”

I squinted at Jinghai and squeezed through my teeth and said, "It's not just you, I'm too." ”

Sima Nan smiled: "Since you don't accept money, then I will invite this meal." ”

"That's nature, the old monk is now walking in all directions, just for two meals and one night." Jinghai said as he bit open a bottle of beer and poured his neck up.

I remembered something and asked him, "Great monk, do you know what a zombie worm is?" ”

Jing Hai is a master of head lowering techniques, and no one is more familiar with all kinds of insects than him.

Jing Hai paused with the wine bottle, rolled his eyes, put down the wine bottle and leaned his head forward: "Have you ever seen a corpse zombie?" Have you ever seen a zombie ancestor? ”

I was stunned: "What is a corpse zombie ancestor?" ”

"It's the kind of bug that looks like a zombie worm, but it's much bigger!" Jing Hai's eyes lit up and said.

As soon as I looked at his eyes, I knew that the old monk's greed for treasure had been committed again, and I said sheepishly: "You tell me what a corpse zombie worm is." ”

"Zombie worms, aren't they bugs born from zombies?" Jing Hai gave me a blank look, "But ordinary zombies will not give birth to zombie worms, only zombies that have become climates and demons will have zombie worms." ”

Jinghai has one advantage, that is, as long as he wants to speak, he will not hide it.

He told me that the zombie zombie worm is born after the zombie demonizes, and the zombie ancestor is equivalent to the Yuan Dan cultivated by other animals, and the zombie ancestor gives birth to zombie worms, and the zombie ancestor and zombie worm are equivalent to a part of the zombie. Zombie worms suck blood, just like zombies suck blood.

I hesitated for a moment, and simply told Lao Baga about it.

After hearing this, Jinghai raised his eyebrows and asked me, "What color is his corpse ancestor?" ”

"Black."

Jinghai's eyelids drooped: "Cut, I thought it was a good baby." Black, green, blue, red, purple, black, that is the lowest color. The old bastard you are talking about is probably not practicing on his own, but a puppet raised by someone with demonic magic. ”

Puppet......

Lao Baga is just a gatekeeper, in addition to sucking people's blood, he is also greedy when he is allowed to go out, but he really looks like a puppet controlled by others.

Black-green-blue-red-purple......

My heart fluttered and I asked, "What about green?" What does the green zombie represent? ”

Jing Hai's eyes lit up again, looked at me and said:

"Green is a bit interesting, Zombie Ancestor is green, this zombie is En Zombie. It is a man of great morality who uses his own blood to turn the dying into zombies and survive. Because they live by grace, it is their destiny to repay the favor. Therefore, most of the grace stiffs were refined by people who were highly skilled in ancient times, and were used to guard their tombs or fulfill other wishes. ”

"Boy, have you ever seen Enzhuang? Where did you see it? Jinghai asked, staring at me.

I shook my head suddenly, and for a moment my brain was confused and I didn't know what to say.

Monk Jinghai's explanations were always crude and concise, but they made one thing clear.

The zombie worm was born from zombies, Lao Chen...... Lao Chen is a zombie...... Is it Eun Stiff?!

"You're not kind!" Seeing that I didn't reply, Jinghai nodded my nose and said, when I saw the mutton skewers and a large plate of chicken coming up, he waved his hand and said, "The Buddha doesn't care about you, let's talk about it when you're full!" ”

I really want to think about the matter of Chen Pigou and the affairs of Lao Baga, Lao Chen and others, but it is really chaotic.

Jing Hai's vague words brought me too much information.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A pleasant mobile phone ringtone, I saw Sima Nan pick up the phone, glanced at the screen, and clicked the answer button.

I was just attracted by the ringtone, but when Sima Nan picked up the phone and said the first sentence, I was stunned for a moment.

She spoke in Japanese.

I listened to her answer the phone as if it were thundering, and I still looked at her in a daze.

"I'm sorry, a friend called, he doesn't speak Chinese." Sima Nan said to me apologetically.

"You know Japanese?" I asked subconsciously.

Seeing Sima Nan nodding, I also nodded.

Pinggu County is a small place, I recorded Lao Baga's words before he died, and I asked the entire public security bureau to find no one who understood Japanese.

Yes, I can only understand the familiar sentences in Japanese 'blockbusters'. The highest level is the high battle.

The key is that Lao Baga's speech was very slurred 'before he died', and the computer software could not recognize what he was talking about......

I've found a translator today.

"Do me a favor."

I took out my phone, flipped out the recording, and handed it to Sima Nan.

Sima Nan took the phone, glanced at me, and decisively clicked the play button.

"You lied to me......"

After listening to it again, Sima Nan continued: "You lied to me, this bullet ...... There is a problem. ”

There is a problem with bullets!

I suddenly remembered the scene when Zhao Qi shot and killed Lao Baga.

Sima Nan listened to the recording twice, returned the phone to me, and said:

"The previous repetition is 'You lie to me, there is something wrong with this bullet', and the last sentence shouts loudly 'Long live His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Japanese Empire'!"

"Hooray fucking eggs, little Japan is still fucking crazy?!"

Dou Dabao and Jing Hai listened to me and Sima Nan talking, drinking wine and eating meat, and their speech was already a little vague at this time: "The little devil is not a thing, just Lao Bai (Bai Changsheng), I think they are raised by animals." ”

I waved my hand and motioned for him not to speak.

Sima Nan frowned and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "One word was said in the middle of the recording...... I can't hear it clearly, according to the pronunciation ......"

She spoke several words in Japanese.

"That's it!" When I heard her say a word, I stopped her with feeling.

Sima Nan repeated the word again, and then said to me:

The literal translation of the word is: on a boat with many people. That is...... Cruises! ”