Gong Yangyan has never burned paper money. Nowadays, in civilized worship, flowers are mostly given.
Even if she goes to a designated place to burn money, it's not her turn. There are elders to do it.
She came over and said, "Sister Jiu, can you help me gain some knowledge?"
Jiu Yuanzi handed her the remaining stack of paper money in his hand, "Look, you have to carry these 90 billion for self-defense."
Because of her trip to the underworld, she bought a lot of this kind of paper money online after she came back. She had two large cartons and put them all in Qiankun in her sleeves.
As the saying goes, a poor family has a way to be rich. You must carry more money when you go out. You may not know when it will be useful.
Gong Yangyan looked at the paper money in her hand with interest. She didn't bring this in her bag. It seemed that she would have to prepare some when she went back.
"Dinner is ready." The landlady brought out two more plates of food and then said to everyone.
Everyone looked at each other and sat down at the dining table. The four dishes on the table were dried radish, fermented bean curd, shredded mustard and chili sauce.
She chopped and chopped in the kitchen, and after a long time she brought out four plates of pickles.
The landlady shouted at the top of the stairs: "It's time to eat. The guests have arrived long ago. Have you packed the guest rooms?"
"Mom, it's ready." The girl's clear voice came from upstairs.
As footsteps came up the stairs, a girl of about 18 years old came down from the stairs. Her hair was tied up and her bangs were neat. She looked cute and full of youthful beauty.
A boy about 10 years old suddenly came out from upstairs. He squeezed past the girl and ran downstairs first, sitting at the table.
A door opened in the corner of the living room, and a middle-aged man with a strong build like a butcher came out. He was still holding a hammer in his hand. As he closed the door, he said: "Another rat came into the basement. It took me a long time to hammer it to death. Let them die." It would be bad if you ate something secretly."
After the girl walked downstairs, an old lady who looked very old slowly appeared on the second floor. She couldn't straighten her back and needed a cane to walk.
She walked downstairs slowly and sat at the table.
Everyone waited, but no more people came. It seemed that there were only so many people in the family.
What a perfect standard for a horror movie, with a mysterious old lady, a butcher and a violent male protagonist, a seemingly harmless hostess, a beautiful young daughter, and a young son who is sure to play tricks.
The girl and the landlady are setting tableware for the players. The old lady, the host, and the young son have all sat down.
As guests, the players are all standing and have not sat down yet.
Jiu Yuanzi is really afraid of them. They are all old-fashioned and powerful, not even a bit reckless or stupid rich second generation. I really miss the middle-aged uncle who was killed in Nuwa Dojo, which brought about a brief but interesting reaction.
Nowadays, these dojo giants are so cautious that people are afraid of them.
So, she took Gong Yangyan and sat down first, sitting at the end farthest from the family.
Seeing her sit down, the other players almost grabbed her and sat in her direction.
In the end, half of the people in Yuxiao Company could only sit close to the family. They had no choice but to let them have 7 people, which was a large number.
Even if they die, Yuxiao Company will appear to have more people.
The tableware is set and the meal is officially served.
The landlady brought a deep pot, and she and her daughter poured something into the bowls in front of everyone, a bowl of meat porridge with unknown meat.
Just one bowl per person, nothing else.
The proprietress and daughter also sat down and greeted with a smile: "There is nothing good to entertain you on the desert island. I cooked some meat porridge tonight. Let's eat."
"Huh, huh..." The little boy and the male host had already picked up the bowls and began to drink while blowing.
The old lady was old and couldn't eat too fast, so she took small sips with a spoon.
None of the players took action.
Ghost dojo, who knows if these meat porridges are turned into shit.
Gong Yangyan looked at Jiu Yuanzi, and she would eat as long as Sister Jiu ate.
But Motoko Jiu looked at the porridge in front of her and didn't do anything. She just sighed, "Isn't this an island? Why is there no seafood?"
"Even if it doesn't include lobster and abalone, it still needs fish fillet porridge or some oyster meat. It's meat porridge. Is this a tour group or a weight loss training camp?"
The family who were eating all stopped and looked directly at her.
"You must drink them all before you can be assigned a room, otherwise you will have to sleep in the living room at night." The landlady said in a cold tone.
Her eyes were fixed on Jiu Yuanzi, as if she would die if she didn't drink the bowl of porridge.
Jiu Motoko was not afraid of her. If she could kill him right away, he would have done it outside the house.
Having had many experiences in destroying dojo trials, she knows one thing very well. The dojo has its own so-called main line, and the people inside must follow this main line.
If there is a problem, No. 1 will come out to fix it so that the entire trial can proceed normally.
Therefore, the proprietress couldn't come up with various licenses, and she had to admit that she was running a B&B, so she would be submissive and bribe herself with benefits.
This dojo is about solving secrets, so the possibility of killing directly is unlikely.
The problem should only occur in the second half of the night, after everyone has gone to bed.
Of course, no one will be sleeping at all. Players may be more active than ghosts in the second half of the night. How can you unlock the level without running into ghosts?
Jiu Yuanzi was purely here to cause trouble, just to avenge No. 1 for wanting to kill her and throwing her into the weak waters of the Tianhe River.
She stirred the porridge with a spoon and suddenly asked: "Don't you have an eldest son who squats at home, doesn't go out all day, and has to deliver meals to the door of his room?"
"..." All the players looked at her. No supernatural events occurred. Are they forced to decrypt it?
The landlady laughed and said, "It's a pity, no."
"Yeah, what a pity." Jiu Yuanzi said politely, it would be great if there was one, she wanted to harass such a person.
At this time, the old lady suddenly spoke, her voice was like a damaged tape, harsh and uncomfortable, "Eat without speaking, eat."
"Click." A light and crisp voice came.
Everyone turned their attention to the old lady and saw Motoko Shu eating the potato chips she brought with her.
She likes this taste very much.
While eating, she said to the proprietress and her family: "The moment I walked out of the mountains and ate for the first time not vegetable porridge, but fried rice with eggs, ham, vegetables, beef, I made a vow. I will only eat If you don’t eat thin food, you will never live in that kind of poverty again.”
"So I won't eat this bowl of porridge. The sofa in the living room is big. I can live here." Jiu Yuanzi pushed the porridge bowl away.
Gong Yangyan took a look and immediately understood that there was something wrong with the porridge and she must not eat it.
She pushed the bowl out and said, "I won't eat it either. I'm not here to suffer. I can't eat this kind of food. It's like pig food."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi glanced at her. This was too unpleasant to say. What should other players do?
Not everyone wants to sleep in the living room, they just want to follow the trial prompts honestly and get the room first.
This is what normal people in the dojo do. If you go against the people in the dojo all day long, you will die.
As a result, everyone started cheating that could be compared to the performance at the company's year-end dinner party, showing off their special skills and starting to fake eat.
Bowls of meat porridge disappeared, and some were quietly transferred to other people's bowls. I don’t know where I ate it, but there was a lot of meat porridge on the floor under the table.
There are also those who eat it sincerely. Perhaps their bodies have special digestive functions and it doesn’t matter what they eat.
Except Jiu Yuanzi and Gong Yangyan, everyone finished the porridge.
Jiu Motoko could actually put the porridge into Qiankun in her sleeves and pretend to eat air, but she didn't think it was necessary.
Making trouble is the serious business, nothing else is important.
She and Gong Yangyan were the only ones who didn't get the room key after the meal.
When everyone returned to the room, the boss's wife and daughter were clearing away the dishes, and suddenly asked: "What kind of breakfast do you want to have tomorrow? I will make it for you as you say."
Jiu Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, then said: "The side dish requires steaming 1600-year-old white dragon liver with Baihua Xianlu wine. It can't be a day longer or less, otherwise the flavor of the white dragon liver will be insufficient."
"The staple food is two ounces of Kunlun flat peach kernel powder, and the noodles are made from the ninth layer of clear frost on the day when the Moon Palace frost falls."
"The soup is made from the meat from Baize's left abdomen and two fingers. It will be simmered for eight hours starting tonight. Only sea essence salt will be added to enhance the flavor. Finally, it will be garnished with Tiangong jade fat green onions to bring out the aroma."
"That's it. I want to eat something light in the morning."
The landlady looked at her blankly, and finally put away the bowl and walked into the kitchen silently. She didn't answer whether she would do it or not, as if she was wearing high-end noise-cancelling headphones.
Jiu Motoko was looking forward to it. If he could actually make this meal, that would be great.
Just like the underworld asked me to order food, and finally the food was served, but I didn't even taste a bite.
There might be a surprise here.
If I can't bring it out, I'll flip the table over tomorrow morning and eat white dragon liver.
