The black sports car drove towards the suburbs, but even a dark car could not escape the fate of traffic jams. The road out of the city was tightly blocked.
The endless traffic flow moved slowly under the direction of the traffic police.
Zhou Li glanced at the wonton stall on the roadside. A thin young man wearing a gray short coat and carrying a bundle of rope was eating wontons with relish.
When he wasn't paying attention, an invisible fragrance from his body slowly spread through the entire street with the wind.
Behind the stall sign, the graceful proprietress puffed out her majestic chest, raised her head and greedily sniffed the aroma that came with the wind.
He turned around and looked at the young man eating wontons, and then looked at the traffic that was gradually receding.
In the end, the temptation of the meaty smell was stronger. I lowered my head and tidied it up casually. Ignoring the young man who was still eating wontons, he quickly chased after him while pushing the stall.
Under the sky-blue cheongsam, with her round and snow-white legs on high heels, she sprinted over 100 meters and accelerated.
The thin young man held the sea bowl and stared at the young woman sprinting for 100 meters in amazement. He said in disbelief: "It's so fast! Didn't Master say that water ghosts have difficulty moving on land? Master, he lied to me again!"
"My mission, my ghost spirit, don't run away!" He also chased after him with a bowl. This was the first time he went on a mission far away. If it not only failed but also let someone run away, then he would be the one to suffer.
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From the perspective of passers-by, the proprietress is chasing Zhou Li's black sports car, and the poor guy is chasing the proprietress of the wonton stall.
The people driving in the car were surprised: "Is this the power of love?"
Another melon-eating crowd looked at this scene and said in confusion: "Hey... is this the real-life love triangle between a poor guy, a beautiful woman and a domineering CEO?"
"Come on, young man! Don't bow to evil money, I'm optimistic about you."
The black sports car didn't drive for long before it was stopped again by blocked traffic.
Looking at the endless long queue in front of him, Zhou Li's mouth twitched slightly: "It seems that I am destined to have no chance of driving in this life."
I drove forward slowly, found an opportunity to drive into a dead end, and put the car away when no one was paying attention.
Walking in this place is faster than driving.
I was walking boredly on the sidewalk and touched the tip of my nose. There was so much moisture in the late autumn.
After walking straight for a while, I came across the wonton stall from before. The proprietress was panting and arranging her cheongsam and hair.
After seeing Zhou Li coming over, the landlady said with a little red lips: "Brother, you haven't had dinner yet. Why don't you come and try the wontons made by the slave family?"
"Okay, I happen to be hungry too. I'll try your wontons by the way, boss lady, to see how they are different from other people's." Zhou Li responded cheerfully.
Soon the wontons came out of the pot, and the aroma of the milky white soup base hit your nostrils.
Zhou Li looked at the busy boss lady and said cheerfully: "Is it so delicious? Boss lady, your mouth is watering."
"Ah? Ah... Of course it's delicious. This soup base is a unique secret recipe. I've been busy greeting customers all day long, and I haven't had dinner yet." The landlady wiped her saliva and gently stroked her belly to explain.
At this time, the young man also rushed over. Seeing ordinary people here, he was about to open his mouth to drive them away, but suddenly noticed something and kept silent.
He turned to look at the proprietress and said seriously: "I clearly paid for two bowls of wontons, why did you only give me one bowl?"
"Oh, the slave family knows." The landlady's mind was not on him now, she still looked at Zhou Li affectionately without even looking at him.
After a moment, she said in a cold voice: "I'll give you one more bowl."
The young man shrugged and sat next to Zhou Li with a bowl in hand.
Zhou Li looked at the young man dressed simply and smiled at him.
After a while, the clicking sound of high-heeled shoes was heard, and the landlady stared at Zhou Li intently, holding back her appetite and bringing up two bowls of wontons.
After blowing on the chopped green onion, Zhou Li ate a wonton, closing his eyes and feeling the heat rushing through his mouth.
I licked it lightly with the tip of my tongue, um... except that the filling had a rancid smell, the soup had a sloppy taste, and the dough was not chewy and soft, everything else was fine.
After savoring it carefully, he praised: "It's actually stuffed with river fresh food. It's extremely delicious. The boss lady uses very honest ingredients."
After swallowing it into the abdomen, traces of pure Yin Qi were imprisoned and then extracted and absorbed. The accompanying mental interference was ruthlessly suppressed by the iron stomach.
Hearing this, the landlady said shyly: "In addition to the secret recipe, the slave family will go to Nanjiang every morning to buy fish and shrimp from fishermen. In business, isn't it about integrity?"
"Gudu, Gudu"
Zhou Li ate very quickly, even drinking the soup. After all, it was a shameful waste.
Looking to the left, the young man had only eaten three wontons and was already sweating profusely. His originally delicate face was now slightly bloated and frighteningly pale.
Noticing that someone was looking at him, the young man raised his head and smiled at Zhou Li, then continued to eat wontons slowly.
Zhou Li also responded with a smile. Seeing that he could hold on for a while, he turned to the boss's wife and shouted loudly: "One more bowl, boss's wife."
Two minutes later, Zhou Li placed the empty bowl in the center of the table and shouted: "Lady boss, have another bowl."
"one more bowl."
"one more bowl."
"Is the boss lady ready? I'll have another bowl. It's not bad for the money!"
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"Lady boss, have another bowl."
Hearing this, the proprietress behind the stall's sign turned pale, but she still cooked another bowl and served it.
At this time, the young man finished the second bowl with difficulty, looked up at the sea bowl stacked higher than others on the table, and looked in disbelief at Zhou Li, who was still devouring:
"Master, come out quickly to see the gods."
I saw that he was still busy working on his meal. After eating, he took out a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said again: "Madam boss, here is a bowl of wontons."
At this time, the landlady walked over slowly, holding the table.
Her face was haggard and there was no color in her face. Her formerly smooth and shiny hair was now dull and bifurcated, and her body was visibly weak.
His hands were pale and swollen, his legs were shaking under his cheongsam, and from time to time there was a rotting smell of corpses.
Under the thick dark circles under his eyes, his ulcerated lips opened and said: "Brother, the wontons have been sold out. Please come back next time."
"Really, but I'm not full yet! Besides, you said it's sold out when it's sold out? I don't believe it." Zhou Li grinned.
With this being the case, it’s time to flip the table.
The strange origin in the body turned into a trace of ominous aura, wrapping around the body of the landlady and giving her a tortoise shell binding.
At the same time, he exuded a sweet and delicious smell uncontrollably.
Zhou Li now understands why he is being stared at by her. It turns out that his meaty soul-calling physique has an unparalleled attraction to ghosts and monsters.
So, he is now a piece of walking Tang Monk meat?
"Ah! Ahhh!"
The landlady screamed and struggled. Zhou Li still watched a few Japanese-style bondage movies and accidentally forgot to gagged her mouth.
The atmosphere of restraint was shattered, and the speed of repair could not keep up with the speed of destruction.
Looking down at the strange aura dissipating on the ground, the boss lady's fingernails grew crazily, her blood-colored nails turned into sharp blades, and her facial features twisted and screamed as she rushed towards Zhou Li.
Seeing this, the young man carrying a rope on his back muttered something: "Walking on a peach raft on the Yellow River, fishing for corpses in the water to avoid evil spirits. Stepping on the nine curves of the Yellow River, reciting sutras to save the souls."
This is not only the movement formula for those who fish for corpses from the Yellow River, but also represents the three realms of those who fish for corpses:
Walking on a raft, diving into the water to retrieve corpses, and flattening the nine bends.
After reciting the mantra, the young man's body was covered with dark yellow water vapor.
The long rope left his body. Taking advantage of the fact that the proprietress was unprepared for him, he tied her tightly and gave her a tortoise shell binding package.
Although he didn't know why the young man wanted to help him, Zhou Li still had basic combat literacy. He didn't say a word of nonsense and directly used all his talents and skills.
The eyes turned pure black, and two drops of blood and tears fell from the hollow eye sockets. The skin turned blue-grey, and dark purple blood vessels were clearly visible. The cheeks were thin, and the abdomen was deeply sunken.
Fa now looked at Zhou Li's changes. The young man froze on the spot and asked doubtfully in a tone that sounded like he was being deceived by a scumbag: "Did I meet the legendary Immortal Jump?"
I thought it was a member of the local night watch department in Jianghai City, but I didn't expect it to be a fierce ghost as well.
While the young man was dazed, the proprietress turned into a pile of rotten flesh and escaped from the strange rope. After regaining her human form, the sharp hairs took the opportunity to penetrate into Zhou Li's body, and then continued to stir, cutting him into pieces.
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"Click, click"
Zhou Li in front of him seemed unable to withstand such high-intensity damage, and turned into pieces of glass fragments scattered on the ground.
Looking at the strange glass shards on the ground, the proprietress looked around, constantly adjusting her posture and being cautiously on guard.
"Surprised!" Zhou Li's mean voice echoed in all directions.
After Mirror Magic became a talent, the substitute clone disappeared directly, but the Mirror Ghost Realm or the Mirror Realm was greatly enhanced.
In the field, infinite clones are the best cover. As long as the main body is not found, Zhou Li will be invincible.
The landlady was completely irritated, and her hair continued to grow, drowning everything like a black wave.
The boy who fished for corpses waved a rope stick and struggled to resist the black torrent.
There is definitely something wrong with the information on the forum. If Zhou Li had not come here before, he would have executed the ghost stall proprietress by himself, and he would have died without a burial place.
The focus of Hair Torrent's attack was not on him. Taking advantage of the gap between its attacks, the young man's left hand passed across his waist. A talisman emitted a faint light and passed through the field to ask for help:
"Master, help me! Your obedient apprentice is going to die."
In mid-air, feeling the increasingly humid air, Zhou Li said to himself: "It turns out it's still a water ghost. No wonder there are so many stinky fish, rotten shrimps and wontons."
"I found you, be good, let me bite you gently." At this time, a charming voice sounded in his ear.
Hearing the charming and confusing voice in his ear, Zhou Li's pupils widened slightly and he reacted quickly, teleporting back a few meters.