The crowd was drinking and reveling, singing and dancing. The place was filled with flowers and applause. The lights were brightly lit, and even the dazzling and gorgeous light shone with magical gentleness. Unfortunately, when the afterglow of the sun pierced the wall, what was left was not gold, but

It is bleak and gloomy.

In the noisy tavern, Ming Yue raised her glass and looked at Ying Meng, her smile seemed more sincere. "I didn't expect that we could actually reach a consensus."

"Cheers to our consensus." Ying Meng also toasted to Ming Yue in a dignified manner.

Si Xin next to him was holding his dry wallet, and the smile on his face looked a little difficult. Facts have proved that shopping can indeed increase the camaraderie of comrades, but the prerequisite of who pays the bill is very important.

"You guys save some money! I really have no money."

Facing Min Xin's heartfelt wailing, Ming Yue looked at him with an aggrieved face. "Aren't you willing to spend money for me?"

Ying Meng used a silver cup to hide the smile at the corner of her mouth. Although after some tit-for-tat confrontation before, she didn't cover her face, her hands, or her face. Ming Yue didn't save her legs, her head, or her image.

But Si Xin didn't keep the money. Although they were laughed at, Si Xin lost her wallet. Let's say they split 50-50, it should be considered a double kill.

She didn't care that Si Xin really had no money, because he didn't know how many times he said this along the way, and later it turned out that as long as he squeezed a little, he could still squeeze out money.

"No, no, it's natural to spend money on Little Crescent Moon. I'm just a little curious as to why you two came to the pub to drink juice. Isn't the juice in the restaurant across the street cheaper?"

"You don't understand this. This is called taste." Yingmeng raised the cup profoundly. Anyway, it was not her money spent, and the other party did not spend it for her. There is no guilt. Of course, the more expensive it is, the more valuable it is.

taste.

"Actually, I'm quite curious. How do you have the currency of this era?" Yingmeng thought for a while and thought that her behavior was a bit too outrageous. It would not be good if she was asked to pay, so she decided to change the topic.

"Don't listen to sister Wushuang's euphemisms. We are here to save you money. I heard from brother Xian that sister Wushuang's drinking capacity and quality of wine are actually problematic. If she insists on taking Yu Jian away later and we can't stop her, that's really going to happen.

It's too dangerous. Think about what if she loaded it onto the building. She weighs more than 200 pounds... and she loaded it on someone's 100-foot-tall building and knocked it down. She will have to pay a lot of money." Ming

Yue cracked her mouth and smiled cutely.

Yingmeng: "..." She announced that she had just

She was blind just now, but she actually found Ming Yue a little bit pleasing to the eye! No, she was not blind, it was Ming Yue who was blind. Don't listen to her slander, she was only ninety pounds at her fattest, really!

Seeing that Ying Meng seemed to have the intention to deal with Ming Yue, Xin Xin hurriedly came out to smooth things over. "Actually, I have a part-time job in the kitchen of the inn."

Previously, because Si Xin was addicted to cooking all year round, he would have a fever, headache, body aches, and low spirits if he didn't cook for a day.

Although Yingmeng always thought that it was a side effect of the hangover that day, because she heard the old man describe the situation. According to him, he had been following Suixin when he started to crawl forward, and mentioned that he stopped anyone who wanted to wake him up.

Man. As a cultivator who firmly believes in materialism, the magical scene at that time was a little too high for his mere thousands of years of life. In front of a junior, he realized that he was still too young.

The picture that Yingmeng imagined at that time: a wretched old man, laughing crazily while preventing anyone from approaching the handsome young man who was constantly squirming on the ground. She succeeded in splitting her whole body, and came up with a thank you to Xin Xin for diverting her attention.

Zhi En's conclusion, and in fact, Si Xin is quite lucky, at least the old man only lost his heart and not his kidneys.

In short, after Si Xin woke up, he felt aches all over his body, either the kind of pain after drinking, or the kind of simple pain from being beaten. After careful scientific investigation, Si Xin came to the conclusion that it must be the pain caused by the recent lack of

Reasons to cook.

At that moment, Yingmeng seriously suspected that it was a side effect of him banging his head against the door many times because of the loss of direction while crawling that night, but she took out her 1.8-meter wooden spoon and supported it for the sake of their brotherhood.

he.

Xin Xin wanted to cook by herself, but the kitchen was not allowed to enter. It was said that someone blew up the kitchen not long ago and developed biochemical weapons... Yingmeng felt that she knew who the "someone" was, and

She thinks that this serious trial venue is about to be ruined by this group of people. She is not keeping a moment of silence for the examiner, she is keeping a moment of silence for the food. If the examiner is eating while observing and accidentally vomits, it is a waste of food. It is shameful to waste food.

If he vomits it and then eats it back, it will be a waste of everyone's feelings.

As a result, a dark cloud appeared inexplicably over Ying Meng's head and struck her, and this guy Xin Xin found a job. Ying Meng didn't know what was wrong with her at that time.

First of all, some people are willing to cook for free but they don’t want it, but they are willing to pay for it. Secondly, some people have to work part-time even though they are on a good vacation, cooking for virtual people, but they can’t taste the delicious food. Finally,

The important thing is that if she can’t eat the rice she cooked and share it with her friends, then her one-meter-eight wood

Has the spoon been taken in vain soon?! Also, the sky is clear, why are there rain clouds above her head?

Shadow Dream: "..."

Alas, she was still too young. She was confused that day, but it didn't matter. She just wanted to know that she now had free money to spend.

Come on, feel tired, drink juice.

Suddenly, Yingmeng's eyes flickered and she looked at the juice in the cup. Was it her imagination? The juice seemed to be shaking, maybe because his hand was shaking, or maybe it was the liquid itself.

Perhaps due to the light, the light pink mixed berry juice in the cup is now developing into a dark red color. Moreover, the liquid in the silver cup even has an upward trend. Yingmeng is not able to judge clearly.

After all, the cup body is not transparent.

Yingmeng seemed to feel something, and her vision seemed a little blurry. Her brain habitually made some "simple" and "normal" associations. However, if anyone were to evaluate it, he would think that there was nothing more special than this association.

Ridiculous thing.

Her last consciousness was...this juice wouldn't contain alcohol...

Ghost Training Camp "Prophecy":

“The time of spring snowmelt has finally arrived, but why is the blue ice lake melting with a crimson color?

I used to have a pair of big, bulging eyes that were blinking and looked as soft as an unweaned kitten.

Once upon a time, she was dressed in pure white, jumping and walking on the ice, with her eyes shining with starlight.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the ice beneath her feet, and some flowing material spilled out of it and slowly overlapped and intertwined before her eyes, forming the shape of a person.

The color of the substance is getting darker and darker, as if it is some kind of blood-red liquid, replicating its former appearance one to one.

The blood-red liquid seemed to have formed a creature. It looked at the cold sweat on its forehead, its hands trembling, and the cowering past, and a smile burst from its throat. It said that it was the future, and it would soon be the present.

Then the future walked steadily to the past, looked at her with pity, raised his hand and stabbed the past in the heart, his expression was cold, and there was no hesitation in his movements.

The blood from her heart was dripping all over the floor. Her face was full of disbelief. She didn't believe that she would actually kill her. Her heavy body leaned back, and the memory was played through in a flash. However, the revolving door of her life...what?

nothing……
Chapter completed!