After sending Yang Yifei off, Du Kang sat behind the cashier and pondered over the series of events that had happened recently. Everything seemed to be coincidences and had nothing to do with each other, but from a different perspective, these events seemed to be connected to each other like a big net.
"Could it be that someone is eyeing this place?"
Touching the tip of his nose, Du Kang became more and more alarmed as he thought about it. "From the White Swirl Pit to the Medical University, and now there's this Gongzi Yu of unknown origin. It's really as Sister Ma said. The current situation is complicated, and one wrong step could lead to eternal damnation."
The restaurant's business was not good to begin with, and with Hai Long and the others making a scene this morning, none of the neighbors dared to visit. Du Kang sat alone in the restaurant for the whole morning. Seeing that it was past 12 o 'clock, he cooked two bowls of noodles and scrambled eggs for Weiwei and Cang Jin.
"Xiao Pang, I didn't expect your cooking to be so good. It smells so good." Cang Jin opened the door and was about to close the door after taking the food from Du Kang's hands.
Du Kang quickly grabbed the door handle and squeezed into the room. He saw Weiwei in black silk pajamas holding a bag of original melon seeds, eating them while watching TV with tears in her eyes.
"Sister Chu, do you have to do this? Do you have to do this?" Du Kang glanced at the TV screen, which was broadcasting the popular Qing Dynasty TV series.
To be honest, until now, Du Kang did not understand how those girls could cry watching the awkward acting of a group of handsome men and beautiful women. The plot was too melodramatic, and it was completely a routine. After watching the first episode, one would know the ending. It would always be the female lead who was the mother of the world, and the female antagonist who had a miserable life in the evening. Of course, the female lead would have to be tortured in the middle.
"This kind of TV series can only trick young girls. Sister Chu, why are you doing this?"
Du Kang looked at the pile of melon seed shells in front of Weiwei and took out a trash can from behind the bedside table to collect them for her.
Cang Jin leaned against the door with her arms crossed and looked at everything in front of her. She pouted and teased, "Xiao Pang, if Weiwei doesn't want you anymore, you can be with me. I need a nanny like you."
Du Kang just smiled at Cang Jin's teasing, made a pig face, cleaned the bed, and put the trash bag outside the door.
"Sister Chu, did you know our restaurant was smashed today?"
Du Kang turned around and went back into the house, only to find that Weiwei was still watching TV and wiping away her tears, as if she did not see him.
"Oh, you're talking about that? I know. What's wrong? Aren't you here?"
Weiwei frowned slightly and muted the TV with the remote control. She jumped off the bed and walked to Du Kang. She stood face to face with Du Kang and put her small hands on Du Kang's shoulders. She looked straight into his eyes and said, "Xiao Pang, I believe in you. Do your best!"
"Mm …" Being pressed by a pair of soft hands, Du Kang's heart skipped a beat. Smelling the faint fragrance on Weiwei, he couldn't help but gulp. "Chu … Sister Chu …"
"Hahaha, look at your silly face!"
Cang Jin covered her mouth and laughed. She poked Du Kang's head with her finger and joked, "I guess you must have thought of something inappropriate, Xiao Pang."
"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't!"
Du Kang blushed and ran downstairs. Behind him, he heard the laughter of Cang Jin and Weiwei.
Nothing happened that day. Everything was normal in the 1314 convenience store. No one came back to make trouble, and no demons or ghosts dared to come here to play tricks.
Just when Du Kang felt that everything was surprisingly calm, a drunkard staggered over from the edge of the White Whirlpool Pit on the outskirts of Cang City. He was holding half a bottle of Erguotou in his hand and was humming a common song. His drunken eyes were blurred, and everything he saw seemed to be double.
In the blink of an eye, he could vaguely make out the bright lights before him, and loud music came from not far away. The drunkard stopped and rubbed his pair of eyes that were red from alcohol. He noticed that less than ten meters away from him, there was a woman lying under an old tree.
"Hehe, hehe, motherf * cker, those b * tches all pretend to be noble and virtuous, but they just don't like me because I don't have money. Now I have a free gift. Haha, come on, little sister. Let big brother love you."
The drunkard mumbled incoherently as he staggered toward the woman. His legs gave way, and he stumbled and fell on top of the woman.
"Ugh …" The woman groaned in pain and pushed the drunkard away.
The drunkard threw the bottle aside and hugged the woman's soft waist. His hands moved up and down as he disobediently crawled into the woman's clothes.
"What is this?
Why is it so sticky? "
The drunkard felt that something was wrong. He pulled his hands out and found that his hands were covered in yellow and green pus and a white piece of human skin.
His originally blurred and drunk eyes instantly sobered up. He stared at his own hands in a daze for two seconds before letting out a blood-curdling scream. He crawled backward on his hands and feet on the ground. He turned around and was about to get up and run when he suddenly bumped into two soft lumps.
"Gulp!"
The drunkard swallowed hard, and the veins on his neck popped. He raised his head mechanically and looked at the woman's half rotten and half beautiful face. He opened his mouth and was about to scream.
"Hehehe, sex is the worst of all evils. Accept your fate today."
The female ghost grabbed the drunkard's neck and lifted him up. He was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed at least 150 kilograms. She reached out with two white and slender fingers.
With a squelch, her fingers poked into the drunkard's eyes. Then, with a forceful pull, the two crystal grape-like eyeballs were dug out from the eyes of a living person. She held them in her palm and stuck out her red tongue to lick the blood off the eyeballs bit by bit. She enjoyed the pleasure.
The drunkard who had his eyes dug out struggled even more violently. However, he was a human, and the woman he had touched was not a human. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. All he could do was let out indistinct gurgling sounds. Dark red blood dripped down from the empty eye sockets and dripped down his face onto the female ghost's pale hands.
"Squelch!"
Her tongue rolled up the eyeballs and swallowed them into her mouth. It was really like eating grapes. With a single bite, the juice flew everywhere. The female ghost raised her head and closed her eyes, savoring the taste in her mouth. She did not move for a long time until the sound of water came from behind her. An illusory voice that sounded like the sound of water came with the wind.
"We don't have much time left …"
"Hehe, little guy, I wanted to play with you a little longer. Since that person can't wait anymore, you can go and see her."
As the female ghost spoke, she grabbed the drunkard's neck like she was grabbing a little chick. A gust of cold wind blew past. She came to the edge of the water and threw the drunkard into the water.
"Ah!
Save … save … "