I'm a mentally ill person, so it's reasonable for me not to be afraid of ghosts.

Chapter 278



Chapter 278

The next second,

The elegant man wearing a chef's hat appeared,

He looked at everyone with a strange smile on his face,

Then he clapped his hands, and figures appeared in the kitchen...

They looked exactly like the man,

Just as the ghost man guessed, they were just flesh puppets produced in batches...

Each man was holding a large plate in his hand, covered with a food cover, so that people could not see the appearance of the food.

They came to the crowd and placed the food on their tables.

Looking at the identical faces, everyone was frightened, and even a little afraid to look at them directly...

Soon,

There was a piece of food on each table, and there was a flesh puppet standing next to them, like a waiter, which seemed quite considerate...

"And there are numbered ones?"

Bai Yuan looked at the food in front of him, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

On the food in front of him, the numbers 029 were written, and it was obvious that each piece of food corresponded to a number.

"Everyone, you can enjoy it!"

The man who came out first still stood there,

He looked at everyone with a smile and said:

"I believe you will like it..."

"Are you sure?"

At this time, someone's eyes twitched and he couldn't help but mutter to himself,

The food in front of him had already seeped out blood, and soon it covered the entire plate...

"..."

The man shrugged and ignored it, but said:

"Let's start!"

The next second, the waiter next to each person kindly opened the food cover on the plate for them,

I saw a surge of hot steam, making it difficult to see the appearance of the food itself,

And the food in front of him no longer had the aroma of meat, but was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

"What's inside?"

A man frowned and guessed secretly in his heart.

Soon, the heat in front of him gradually dissipated.

When he saw the food, he widened his eyes, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart, full of disbelief.

At the same time,

a series of panicked screams sounded, and the whole cafeteria seemed to be covered with a veil of horror...

At this time, everyone looked terrified, staring at the food in front of them.

Even the second curse ghosts were no exception...

On the big plate in front of everyone, there was a round human head...

If this is the case, it is not enough to scare the senior ghosts, after all, they have seen a lot of dead heads...

The most important thing is,

The head in front of them looks the same as them!

Although the fire is not high, the head in front of them is not cooked, bloody, and covered with various seasonings,

But even so, they can still be very sure that this is their own head!

"What on earth is this?!"

"Why does it have my face..."

"Or, has my head been cooked?!"

One after another bizarre guesses emerged from their minds, accompanied by strong horror and fear...

After all, such a scene would never be seen even in their dreams...

Now they know why the shouting in the kitchen before was a little familiar, it turned out to be their own voices...

"Everyone, let's get started!"

At this time, the man saw the expressions of the crowd and had a little satisfaction in his eyes.

In his eyes, he could see a breath of fear emanating from their bodies and blending into this ghost school...

When everyone heard this, no one picked up their chopsticks, and they just sat there silently.

What a joke, eating yourself? !

At this moment, the man spoke again:

"As long as you eat it, you can leave this school..."

For a moment, everyone was slightly startled, and then they were actually a little tempted...

They are still alive now, which proves that they are indeed not dead, which means that this head has nothing to do with them,

As long as you eat this head, you can leave this abyss of despair...

At this moment,

One person mustered up the courage and trembled to pick up the chopsticks beside him.

Obviously, he wanted to use his chopsticks...

And just as he was about to taste it, he suddenly discovered something horrifying!

The dead head on the plate was staring with wide eyes, and his face was full of fear.

"My fucking head?! Is it alive?!"

When these words came out, everyone was trembling in their hearts, and they also noticed something strange.

This place is really fucking perverted!

The man smiled slightly.Smiled, said:

"Sorry, I prefer rare food..."

"..."

Everyone's mouth twitched,

Why don't you eat raw meat in the sun...

They had no other choice but to suppress their nausea and prepare to swallow the food in front of them with their eyes closed.

But at this time, someone made a new discovery!

"Don't eat it! Something is wrong!"

One person screamed and said, "This head has the same movements and expressions as our own!"

Everyone was slightly startled, and then they also realized it.

Whatever expression they made, the head on the table would do the same, as if looking in the mirror.

This scene made them feel terrified, and they felt extreme fear rising from their hearts.

Is this food really them? !

"Interesting..."

At this time, Bai Yuan was sitting in his seat, still calm and without any panic.

He looked at the head in front of him, and the other party was also looking at him...

He stared, and the other party also imitated one by one.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan's mind moved, and he stood up directly, waving his hands, and said:

"Can you imitate it?"

"..."

The head was silent instantly, are you sick...

Seeing this, Bai Yuan raised his eyebrows and said:

"Say Really, who are you? !”

The head just moved his mouth imitating him, but did not respond.

"If you are kidnapped, just blink..."

After saying that, Bai Yuan blinked instantly, forcing the head on the table to blink as well.

"Sure enough, he was kidnapped..."

"..."

The head remained silent, thinking that the person in front of him was definitely sick...

Although Bai Yuan had been teasing the other party, his real purpose was to force out the evil spirit.

"You don't even come out..."

He raised his eyebrows, and then changed his target to the waiter next to him.

"Foreign Special!"

He snapped his fingers, signaling the other party to come over.

The other party obeyed him and bent down directly, smiling and said:

"Sir, do you have any questions?"

"Who cooked this? Call the chef to me!"

"Hmm?"

The man was slightly startled, and then said with a weird look:

"I made this delicacy of yours by myself. I wonder if there is any problem?"

"It's a big problem!"

Bai Yuan curled his lips and continued:

"What kind of shit did you make? You are worthy of being called a chef?!"

"Ah?"

The man heard this and his eyes widened. There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"I don't know what you mean?!"

Bai Yuan instantly noticed the other party's expression, and couldn't help but smile a little in his heart.

Although the man in front of him was just a flesh and blood puppet, he must be controlled by a ghost, and some of its expressions could actually reflect the emotions of the ghost.

He just questioned it a little, and the flesh and blood puppet became a little anxious.

It seems that the ghost's sensitive point is other people's comments on its cooking skills...

At this time, Bai Yuan's mouth corners rose,

He always hits people in the face and scolds people to expose their shortcomings...


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