Sitting at the hot table, everyone's expression was very sad.

I haven’t eaten like this in a long time, and I thought there’s never been a day like this.

"Looking at what?"Eat it!”The old man took the chopsticks and kept greeting us: "I made the bottom of the pot is a thing, but this is not for you to see, you quickly taste the salty, not enough for me to add something."

Among us, killing ghosts should be the first to be hungry, just their physique, not hungry to have ghosts.

But because the spider boy has been using magic to cover the faces of the two of them, especially the killing of ghosts, outsiders can not see them, so when he was hungry before, Stuart still wondered, whose belly is like playing drums?Are you really that hungry?

What surprised him most was that when the dishes were placed, there was a pair of dishes that belonged to the killing of ghosts.

Just because he can't see the killer, so he counted the left and right, or think that Chen Qiuyan counted the dishes too much, unless there was a guest to come.

This kind of doubt broke out at this time.

The killer sat in the corner, took the bowl, and reached out to the pot with the chopsticks.

Stuart saw this scene, and his eyes were almost glaring out: “I fuck... this fuck is haunted?”!

Don't say it's him, if I can't see the killer, I think I should feel the same as him.

The dishes themselves suspended out of thin air, the chopsticks also stretched into the hot pot, and the dishes went back...

“Old Shen, are you a ghost?”Stuart asked me with a white face: "Is the extra dishes sacrificed to ghosts?"Who is dead?”

"No, it's just that a friend of mine is invisible."The spider boy answered for me.

"Invisibility . . . and this special function..." Stuart muttered, his face full of surprise: "Or you let him show me a face?"Everyone is a friend sitting at a table, eating and hiding.”

Without waiting for the disciples to finish their words, the killing ghost opened his mouth, which did not sound like a joke, but his face was indeed smiling.

"No, lest your appetites be bad."

With this answer, Stuart looked around and looked a little confused.

“Afraid of what?”Seven treasures smiled, “All your own people, what is bad and not bad appetite?”

"Don't talk nonsense, eat."The killer laughed and said, “I’m hungry, I don’t care about you!”

It is no exaggeration to say that I can really feel it, killing ghosts to say that they are afraid of ruining the appetite of Stuart, this is a heartfelt truth, it seems that he thinks so.

But I don't know why, when I saw the killer laughing and saying this sentence, I only felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, I couldn't say the feeling, and I was blocked.

"Little Stuart, you said there was a mess over there, what was the matter, now tell us about it?"

The old man took a small cup of wine, smiled and asked a question, looking at the expression is not nervous, but it is as if it is as easy to talk to people.

“Say it now?”Stuart looked at the people here awkwardly: "I'm afraid I'm afraid that now I'm saying that you are under a lot of pressure...or will you slow down for a few days?"

"It's okay."Seven treasures buried their heads hard to dry the food in the bowl, and said without lifting their heads: "No matter how much pressure we have over, you hold back and don't say, our hearts are hanging."

"Yes, what's going on, tell us about it."The Miao Wu asked curiously.

Seeing that everyone was asking about this, Stuart also seemed a little embarrassed, thought for a while, and finally decided to say it first.

Anyway, it is better to say that it is better to let everyone be a little prepared first, so as not to have the heart hanging in the past few days, and it is not good to rest and rest.

“About three days before you came back from Tibet, you showed up.”

Stuart said these, took out the smoke to send a round, he slowly nodded, the expression also became heavy.

“Did the teacher show up?”I asked, “Where’s that old thing?”

“Xinjiang.”He said, "Under the Kunlun Mountains."

According to Stuart, this time the self-indulgence made by the teacher was very large, as if it was going to break the boat, and the old teacher with the hundred old teachers appeared under the Kunlun mountain.

"What do they want?" I asked hurriedly, and said that the teacher was usually acting alone, and this time he would bring so many old teachers...

Let the black robe king fall to such a big thing, the free teacher did not participate, even in this section with a large ticket Mr. run Xinjiang...

"Seriously, I don't know what they want to do."Stuart sighed, and his expression was very helpless: "I only know what they have done."

“What is it?”The dragon suddenly asked, his face full of curiosity.

“The killing.”Stuart frowned, smoking a lot faster, the voice faintly trembling: "And kill their own people, we have eyeliner to follow them, so what happened at that time, there are many witnesses..."

Stuart said that the teacher feels like crazy... No, everyone should be like crazy.

Except for the self-righteous teacher, the rest of the old teachers knelt on the ground and became surrounded by a strange pattern.

At that time, the master was holding a murder weapon that looked like a machete and chopped the heads of the old teachers one by one.

Yes, it is his own people who killed their own heads, God knows whether he wants to kill relatives or what he wants to do, anyway, all the old teachers have been killed by him, there is no left.

“You also know that normal people are chopped off their heads, and the blood in their bodies will squirt out like a fountain, but after the old teachers were beheaded, the blood flowed to the ground along their bodies, and none of them sprayed blood...”

Stuart said that his face was a little white again, as if he had seen the scene with his own eyes, and his eyes were full of fear.

“You don’t know...the blood is as alive as it is... it’s gathered into a great blood clump... without solidification...it’s all liquid...”

"The blood group followed behind the free master, squirming forward, the speed is not slow, followed by the free master on the mountain..."

“From that time on, wherever the teacher killed, the dead people who began to be around...”

Stuart said, heavy smoke, seems to want to use nicotine to calm themselves, sandwiched with the cigarette hand is also a subtle trembling.

"In just a few hours, people in a circle of dozens of miles will die, if not staring at the eyes of the free master is also a gentleman, the reaction quickly and out of time, I am afraid he will not come back to us to report."

Hearing this, although people still have the appetite to continue to eat, but everyone's expression has become a lot of condensed.

“Have you found anything else besides that?”I asked quietly, my heart lifted it.

“The fog.”

Stuart said as he raised his hand to compare with us.

"A lot of black fog, like being drilled out of the soil, first only appeared at the foot of the mountain, but it has been spreading to the top of the mountain, and the speed is still very fast..."

The black fog.

I fucked.

Is that what I imagined?

“There are too many people dead this time... but the good news is that it’s in a remote area...we can do our best to block the news...” Stuart clenched his teeth and nervously raised his expression: “If this thing doesn’t go on and develops... the news will certainly not be able to hold down... by then heaven knows how much chaos there will be!”

“Where is the teacher?”I said, “Is he still on the hill?”

“It should be.”Stuart nodded: "We have laid a net around the world, do not want to catch him to kill him, are used as eyeliner, but no one saw the master go down the mountain."

Hearing this, I put the last piece of meat in the bowl into my mouth and chewed it slowly.

If the Master really does not go down the mountain, and is still hidden in the mountain... then it is very likely that the Master is doing some special preparations...

"Shit, it doesn't seem to be idle."

I sighed, looked at the food in front of me, only to feel the pain in my head.

"It's not easy, it's more complicated than we think, we'd better get over it as soon as possible, if it's too late...let's not say it's all over..."