"Hehehe... Now we can take care of the main course, Xiaohe. I'll leave the rest to you." Xiaohe?
He Xiaohe?
Fu Bao tried his best to open his eyelids and vaguely saw a familiar figure, taking the blood-stained knife and walking towards him, and then slashed his throat with the knife!
"Scared!" Fu Bao opened his eyes suddenly. He pressed his neck and felt a clear pulse. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He put his legs down from the desk and looked around. There was a feminine figure on the sofa in the office. Bags, and a shopping bag...
He rubbed his face and came back from the strange dream within a dream. His consciousness gradually returned, and then he looked at the time, seven o'clock in the evening.
"How could I have such a strange dream? Could it be because I asked Xiaohe to cook?" Fu Bao recalled that at almost five o'clock, He Xiaohe came into the office with big and small bags because he had designated to eat what she cooked. Before she was about to enter the kitchen, he asked her the results of her investigation.
"How about the Beautiful Bible...?" Fu Bao asked while yawning.
"Well..." He Xiaohe lowered his head to hide his unnatural expression, "The decoration inside is very gorgeous and high-end, and the business is very good. At that time, besides me, there were more than a dozen people signing up at the same time. In addition, every employee there was very nice. She is beautiful, and the leader is even more incredible. I have never seen anyone so beautiful... prettier than you."
"That's it?" Fu Bao raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you see a ghost? Or is there something strange?"
"I... think the leader is a bit strange, a bit... um... not like a real person. She is so perfect. She has a beautiful face and body. She even has a nice voice. She also has a special fragrance. It smells very good..." Fu Bao was not very satisfied with this answer. He originally expected to get more information. After all, He Xiaohe has yin and yang eyes. Even if he doesn't see anything, he can still find some details that ordinary people can't notice, but it seems that he Expectations were too high.
After saying "Oh", he frowned and asked, "You probably didn't drink anything strange, right? You were so drunk the day before, I doubt you even listened to my warning."
"No, I didn't drink it, I threw it away!" He Xiaohe hurriedly expressed that he was serious about his mission.
"It seems that the key may lie with the leader..." Fu Bao rubbed his chin, "I will find another way to investigate. You go ahead and cook. Call me when you're done."
"You asked her to call me. It's been so long. Why hasn't it been cooked yet..." Fu Bao stood up, stretched out, and sniffed hard. He seemed to smell the aroma of food. He raised his voice and asked : "He Xiaohe, are you still cooking?"
After waiting for a long time but no one responded, Fu Bao raised his eyebrows and walked towards the back. The closer he got to the kitchen, the stronger the aroma of food became, and the sound of chopping could be heard.
"Dong dong dong dong..." The extremely regular sound made Fu Bao couldn't help but shiver as he thought of the nightmare just now.
"He Xiaohe?" He called again, but there was still no response.
A strange feeling hit his heart. Fu Bao quickened his pace and walked to the kitchen door. He saw He Xiaohe wearing an apron, standing in front of the sink and swinging a knife hard. Something was cooking on the gas stove beside him, and there were cooking dishes on the dining table. Good food...eh?
The dishes on the table were all empty, not unused, but stained with oil.
All the food was eaten?
There were even cleanly chewed chicken bones, which seemed to have been devoured by four or five people.
"Hey, He Xiaohe, why didn't you call me? You still eat so much by yourself..." His voice suddenly stopped. No, she was obviously losing weight. Even if she went to have a big meal that day, she only ate sashimi. Low food, but now you eat the whole table?
But He Xiaohe still didn't answer. An uneasy atmosphere began to flow in the air, and the light of the gas stove began to tremble. He cautiously walked to her side and patted her shoulder gently, "He Xiaohe..."
The sound stopped suddenly, because He Xiaohe's expression was dull and her eyes were staring straight ahead without blinking. But even so, she still chopped the ribs accurately, and the ribs were broken down into medium-sized pieces of meat under her knife.
Something's wrong!
He tried to touch He Xiaohe again, but could not sense any yin energy or abnormal aura from her body.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the nightmare he had just had. He also felt nothing strange, but the room was full of ghosts.
At this time, He Xiaohe had already chopped the ribs. She turned off the fire without focus in her eyes, poured the soup into a bowl, washed the pot absentmindedly, and started frying the ribs in another pan... She seemed to be sleepwalking, but she also seemed to be sleepwalking. It was a puppet that was controlled, and its movements were so skillful and precise that it made Fu Bao's hair stand on end.
He thought of Lin Yu'an, but he just couldn't see anything abnormal in He Xiaohe. He couldn't help but feel a headache, but the next scene made him even more anxious. After He Xiaohe put the fried ribs into the pot to steam, he brought the soup to There was a pot of rice on the table. She sat down and filled a bowl of rice, then moved the bowl of silky chicken soup in front of her.
He Xiaohe turned a blind eye to Fu Bao and began to drink a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of rice, one after another, eating with relish.
"Crack, click, click..." The sound of chewing was harsh.
Fu Bao noticed that He Xiaohe ate a chicken foot, but actually didn't spit anything out. He crushed it together with the bones and ate them all in his stomach.
Eat them all...
Fu Bao narrowed his eyes. Has she been eating like this since she started cooking?
He saw that He Xiaohe's belly was already stretched high. If he continued to eat, his belly would be bursting, right?
"Don't eat any more!" Fu Bao grabbed her hand.
He Xiaohe's eyes finally became focused. She stared at the hand that stopped her from eating, and suddenly started struggling. The other hand grabbed the empty plate and slammed it at Fu Bao!
Fu Bao quickly dodged, but He Xiaohe picked up several plates and threw them at him, forcing him to let go of her hand. However, as soon as He Xiaohe was free, he continued to pounce on the food, stuffing a piece of chicken leg into his mouth, click It was so sizzling that even the bones were swallowed.
He hurriedly stopped her again, but this time He Xiaohe turned around, picked up the kitchen knife on the sink, and shot it at him at lightning speed.
Fu Bao dodges in a hurry, and the kitchen knife hits the wall with a clang.
This woman is crazy!
Fu Bao was startled. She must have been possessed by an evil spirit, which is why her behavior suddenly became so weird. He quickly opened the cupboard above the sink and took out the spare salt rice - the salt rice he had here was stored in the Chenghuang Temple. Those that have been enshrined have better exorcism effects than ordinary ones.
Looking back, he saw He Xiaohe still sitting at the table eating and drinking. He sprinkled the salted rice into her bowl without thinking. He watched her take a big mouthful of rice mixed with salted rice, put it into her mouth, and swallowed it——
Cough cough cough…
Just as he expected, He Xiaohe quickly spat out the mouthful of rice, sitting there in a daze like a robot that suddenly lost power. He carefully stepped forward and patted her shoulder, "He Xiaohe?"
He Xiaohe came back to her senses and felt that her mouth was oily. She wiped it subconsciously and her hands were oily. What happened?
She opened her eyes wide and looked around innocently and blankly, then looked at Fu Bao, "Why are you staring at me like this?"
"What's wrong with you?" Fu Bao studied her with inquiring eyes.
"I...it's okay." He Xiaohe's eyes were quite clear at the moment.
"You've eaten so much, are you okay?" Fu Bao raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to pay attention to his stomach and the mess on the table.
"I ate...what? I ate a lot?!" He Xiaohe then realized that his belly was bulging. He was startled and jumped up suddenly, "Ah, how could this happen? I want to lose weight. It’s tragic, my weight is going to skyrocket again.”
Seeing that she was jumping anxiously, Fu Bao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What should you care about now is your weight? He Xiaohe, honestly, did you drink or eat anything they gave you when you went to Beauty Bible?"
"No, no... Although the juice and snacks I gave you at the beginning looked delicious, I didn't even move..."
"At the beginning? Does that mean I will give you something else later?"
"Didn't I say it? I poured it out. I really didn't drink it!" I really didn't drink it, right?
She clearly poured out the holy water, then went to receive the blessing from the leader, and then...
How did she get home yesterday? Why can't I remember clearly?
And did she wake up in the middle of the night last night... It seemed that she woke up from hunger. What happened next?
Did she get up to eat? Why doesn't she seem to remember?
