The man's head was covered with a cloth, and his hair was hidden behind the floral cloth, but his face looked surprisingly young, like someone who had just graduated from college.
Okay... Huanxiao understood, this might be a newcomer who just came to set up a stall. So, she smiled and said:
"It's okay, just take your time."
The stall owner seemed to relax a little after hearing this, but the movements of frying rice in his hands were very unfamiliar.
In order to relieve the tension, the stall owner chatted with Huan Xiao while frying rice.
"Sorry, it's my first time cooking rice, so I'm a little unskilled."
Then, before Huan Xiao could speak, he shook his hands and asked tentatively:
"Um, what are you doing here on the street?"
"Of course I came to the street to have fun." Huan Xiao replied.
The stall owner hesitated and said: "That's right. Do you come here often?"
Huan Xiao was puzzled, but still replied: "I don't come here very often, I just travel to this place."
"Oh, that."
The stall owner only flipped one side and didn't know how to heat the rice evenly.
So, Huan Xiao reminded: "...Boss, the rice is going to be burnt."
She wondered whether the stall owner had been trained before leaving the stall. Why was it so strange? Could it be... the dummy that the white-faced ghost said?
Looking at the person in front of him suspiciously, Huan Xiao felt that this stall owner was no different from a real human being. So, how do you differentiate between a living person and a dummy?
If possible, she would also like to try to get a reward.
Hearing Huan Xiao's reminder, the stall owner was a little impatient. Finally, what appeared in front of Huan Xiao was a fried rice that was burnt black.
Huan Xiao: "..."
Stall owner: "Hahaha, mistake, mistake. I'll fry you another one. Throw this one in the trash."
As he spoke, he smiled dryly and threw the failed fried rice into the trash can aside.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened!
The long-haired woman with her neck twisted at ninety degrees stared straight at a young girl in the stall, with a sinister smile on her face.
Like a stuck robot, it walked up to the girl and asked sharply:
"Are you a dummy?"
"Crazy, you are the dummy!"
The girl just thought she had met a mentally disturbed person, and she looked a little impatient.
She protected the three fresh noodles she was eating, stood up holding the bowl, and planned to change positions.
The crooked-neck female ghost seemed a little incomprehensible after hearing this. It paused for a few seconds before muttering to herself:
"Lying, you must be."
Then, it stretched its neck and stared at the girl face to face.
The red eyes moved erratically in their sockets, like broken glass beads.
"You are a fake, don't try to lie to me!"
"Ah! Ghost!!"
"Clang!"
Noodle soup spilled all over the floor.
The girl turned around in fear and wanted to run away, but turned around and bumped into the female ghost.
The people around them looked panicked when they saw it, but they found that they could not move their feet.
The female ghost didn't hesitate and bit the girl's neck.
The table was stained red with blood, and people who were close to him had their faces covered in blood and fainted.
However, just after the girl died, her body disappeared.
Along with the blood stains on the ground, everything disappeared completely.
Huanxiao looked at the score stone on the female ghost's head, where it read -1 point.
However, she kind of wanted to complain, how could this guy count the points if he put a rock on his face?
The next second, the female ghost's behavior told Huanxiao the answer.
I saw that one of the female ghost's eyeballs detached from its socket, stretched into a line, and looked towards the top of her head.
"Minus one point?"
"Wrong guess...but it's so delicious. I like the smell of her blood."
The ghost face showed an intoxicated expression and retracted his eyes.
On the ground, the fainted person woke up, held his forehead and wondered: "Why did I faint?"
People returned to the relaxed atmosphere just now, as if the dead girl did not exist.
The stall owner next door saw the bowl rolling on the ground and said angrily:
"Which customer threw it away? What if the bowl is broken? That's another price!"
The female ghost stood there, looked at these people blankly, then turned and left.
When people saw it, they showed no fear.
Except for a few people.
Huan Xiao noticed that the fried rice stall owner and several customers sitting in the stall had stiff expressions, as if they were suppressing their shaking.
When their eyes came into contact with the female ghost, several people hurriedly looked away, as if they remembered the murder of the female ghost just now.
Could it be that these people are fake people?
The way to differentiate is memory?
Only fake people will behave differently from living people, at least they must be different somewhere.
As for why you think the fried rice stall owners are fake people instead of living people?
That's of course because there are definitely more live people than dummies. If the dummies catch a lot, the game will be no fun.
However, this is just Huan Xiao's conjecture and has not yet been confirmed.
When the stall owner came back, Huan Xiao asked with a normal expression:
"Boss, are you cold?"
The stall owner trembled when he heard this, and then laughed exaggeratedly:
"It's cold, it's really cold. The temperature drops seriously at night. I must wear less clothes, hahahaha."
As he spoke, he tremblingly picked up the cooking tools, ignored the female ghost who was looking at him, forced out a smile, and said to Huan Xiao:
"I... will be fine soon. Just wait, wait for me, I will definitely be able to do it this time."
Sweat was pouring from his forehead. He concentrated on the fried rice and did not talk to Huan Xiao anymore.
Seeing him like this, Huan Xiao didn't take the initiative to talk to him.
After a while, under the constant gaze of the female ghost, the stall owner put sugar as salt, mustard as chili, vinegar as soy sauce... the fried rice was finished!
Huanxiao was silent, what kind of peerless dark cuisine is this?
Okay, she will turn a corner and throw it away quietly later, so as not to damage other people's self-confidence.
Anyway, she picked up the money and she didn't feel any distress at all.
"Okay, take it."
The hands of the stall owner shaking when passing the fried rice.
The moment Huan Xiao took the fried rice, he felt the female ghost approaching.
The stall owner seemed to have noticed it too, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
He didn't even notice that his hand was on the hot spatula.
Just when Huanxiao wanted to remind him, he found the female ghost sticking up.
The crooked female ghost looked at the fried rice in Huan Xiao's hand and sneered, "Are you going to use it to seduce humans? This is not a good idea."
Huanxiao pushed its head away, "You'd better take care of yourself, you've already lost points."
This ghost is really familiar with him, why did he come up to him all of a sudden? The female ghost hadn't left just now. Could it be that she was observing her?
Do you plan to learn from her how to distinguish between a living person and a dummy?
If this is the case, the female ghost has found the wrong person, because Huanxiao doesn't know how to tell the difference.
