There is no way to catch up.

By the time Su Zao reacted and stood up, Lu Chushi's figure had long disappeared.

It's a street that obviously doesn't have too many people.

But the other party seemed to have evaporated from the world, seemingly disappearing directly from the place...

Silently looking at the direction the other party was leaving, Su Zao's heart was as complicated as crawling with ants. He didn't know what he should do. Apart from the method proposed by Lu Chushi, how else could he do it.

"What a strange guy..."

Su Zao turned around to leave, and then thought carefully about Lu Chushi's proposal.

But just when he turned around and wanted to leave, he was patted on the shoulder. When he looked sideways, he found that the owner of the candy shop was standing behind him.

"Hello, I haven't paid for your sugar water yet..."

The boss said with a smile, trying to sound nice.

Su Zao once again looked meaningfully in the direction where Lu Chushi disappeared, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"This guy......"

"Bitch!"

...

...

The other end.

In an old hotel that is relatively shabby and has aged a bit, the hands of the clock on the wall point to the "six" position on time.

Qianye sat up from the bed, pressed his temples a little irritably, and at the same time turned off the TV that was watching the news column.

At six o'clock, this hotel serves meals.

This is reflected in the simple rest table placed on the table in each room.

Guests can choose to go downstairs to eat, or they can choose to go out and take a taxi to the restaurant to eat. Of course, they can also take out their mobile phones and order takeaways, as long as they are willing to pay the terrifyingly high delivery fees that have recently spread in the horror world.

no doubt......

Qianye can only choose the former.

No matter what, people have to eat, and he is not cultivating immortality.

After going to the bathroom to wash his face and tidy up his appearance, Qianye opened the door and walked downstairs.

During this period, he noticed that the door of Youyou's room was open, and there was no figure inside. He thought that the other party was not in the room.

The hotel canteen is on the first floor.

It's said to be a cafeteria, but it's actually just a slightly larger room with two slightly larger dining tables.

The bench is a long bench commonly used in rural households. It can be seen that it has been around for some time, and the wood is a bit black. Fortunately, the top is not dirty. Except for people with mysophobia, it is okay to sit down and eat...

....

There is a plastic tablecloth on the dining table. The tablecloth is of a very old-fashioned floral design. It is obvious that the boss is a person who knows how to live a good life. He always saves on unnecessary places.

"You came?"

When Qianye walked into the cafeteria, he found that Youyou was already sitting inside.

The other party smiled and waved to say hello to him as if nothing happened. She looked exactly like a cute little girl with big and juicy eyes. She was the kind of girl who makes people want to pinch her face just looking at her.

.

"What are you doing here?" Qianye consciously sat across from Youyou and raised his head and asked.

"This is the canteen, of course we are here to eat."

"I'll be hungry too, okay..."

Youyou patted her belly, the smile on her face not diminishing.

The atmosphere was slightly dull for a moment.

Qianye didn't know what to say for a moment.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, he took a deep breath and continued to ask Youyou about the so-called "trial".

"What do you mean by the trial you told me about?"

Youyou didn't seem to care too much about this question. She supported her head with both hands and answered calmly:

"Didn't I say that with your current ability, if you wait until disaster strikes, you will definitely die."

"I'm not like those people."

"Personally, I don't want you to die, so I want to take this opportunity to improve your abilities."

"Well... you can think of it as training. You can't leave here until you achieve the results I want."

Training...

The appearance of this word also means to lighten the atmosphere.

Of course, Qianye didn't have time to talk to Youyou in circles at this time. This was the second time he heard that someone wanted to kill him.

Maintaining doubts in his heart, Qianye continued to ask.

"You said, you are different from those people..."

"You personally don't want me to die."

"Then those so-called people...are you referring to?"

Among them, there should be more than just the collective.

Otherwise, Youyou would not have mentioned this matter deliberately. After all, the hatred between Qianye and Dingshang Group is completely obvious to all.

The other party wanted his life. Even if the incident of robbing the source of the curse had not occurred, assuming that An only robbed Qianye of his talent, he would still die...

only.

Youyou seemed unwilling to explain too much on this. She did not answer Qianye's question directly. Instead, after Qianye asked, she stretched her nose and looked like she was smelling everywhere.

Then he turned to look at Qianye.

"Hey, did you smell the aroma of food?"

"I'm telling you, even though this hotel is shabby, old, small, and has bad service, the owner of this hotel is really top-notch in cooking. I guarantee you have never eaten anything more delicious than this."

Got it!"

Obviously changing the topic.

Qianye could also see that Youyou didn't want to tell him everything.

He let out a breath and thought about how to face what might happen next.

However, perhaps because of Yoyou's deliberate reminder, Qianye couldn't help but smell the smell around him unconsciously.

It's like someone telling you they just farted...

You know clearly that it is fart, and you know that you should not smell it, but your brain nerves will still convulse you to smell it quietly. When you really smell a bad smell, your brain nerves will tell you.

Well, he didn't lie.

He really farted, he had to hold his breath quickly...

"Wait, right?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Qianye sniffed twice carefully.

Among the smells surrounding him, he didn't smell anything about the fragrant dishes at all. Instead, there was an indescribable stench that kept getting into his nasal cavity.

Frowning slightly, Qianye analyzed the source of the stench.

The familiar yet unfamiliar smell reminded him of something not very good...

Rats that die and become moldy in the cracks of the sofa on a hot day seem to smell exactly like this.

"What are you doing?"

Qianye turned around strangely, and happened to see the bald male boss walking up with a plate of dishes.

The other person's face still had the same expression as before.

And he seems to be a little confident in his cooking skills. After bringing the dishes to the table, he couldn't help but mention it.

"My craftsmanship just smells good, right?"

"This is something passed down to me from my elder generation. It's basically impossible to taste the taste like mine outside. Please try it quickly. I'll bring over the other dishes first."

The bald male boss said with a smile. After putting down the dishes, he walked out of the canteen. It seemed that he was going to serve other dishes...

A legacy left by previous generations?

Qianye's brows furrowed deeper than before.

What I have to say is that after the boss brought the dishes to the table, the rancid smell he smelled became even worse.
To be continued...