Otherworldly Merchant

Though I knew there was something strange in this store and it was definitely related to the scrotum, I didn't expect the scrotum inside to be so strong! The heaviest concentration of shade is in the kitchen.

Bai Lu walked into the kitchen unconscious as soon as he pushed the wooden door.

The kitchen is also shattered but much better than the outside, at least four walls have been painted with latex and should have been temporarily cleaned up in response to various examinations.

There's a lot of rice and eggs all over the back wall, and there's a steamer on the other side that's pouring hot air.

Zhao Wangcai surrounded by a dirty large apron, waving a long shovel up and down in an oversized iron pot, heard the door ring, turned his head and greeted him with a smile: "Ah, comrade. ”

“Mm-hmm.” The white nose sounded, searching everywhere.

He has been here several times. Besides, the kitchen is not very large. At first glance, there is really nothing to investigate in his opinion, it is just to walk around. He turned his eyes on me, and then his body crossed, deliberately blocking Zhao Wangcai's gaze.

I was stunned, but soon I understood.

The kid knew about the relationship between his brother-in-law and Chung Xiaofat. Since the restaurant opened, he has robbed a lot of business across the street. Because of this, Chung Xiaofat only asked people to come here three to five times for a hygiene check.

But he couldn't find out what was wrong, but this time his brother-in-law snuck up on a stranger to change his clothes and accompany him.

There must be some cat fatigue.

Like, secretly adding something special to the ingredients? And then he caught me, and it all came naturally to the drain.

As soon as I saw him act and look like this, I immediately guessed his mind.

But I'm not so shady, and that's not what I'm trying to do.

I pretended to grab a handful of rice, looked at the eggs again, and walked very casually into the corner of the kitchen.

The most intense pubic breath here - the full pubic breath emanates from here!

But I saw a very small compartment set up in the corner, and the door was only a meter and a half high, and I had to take off my hat and bend over to get in.

The space in the compartment is small and the light is extremely dark, just a few tiny red dots shining.

Slightly adapted to the darkness in front of me, so I could see what was going on inside.

There is only a small round table with three plates of apple banana cherry fruit, a furnace of incense and a statue.

But this statue is not a stove king, or a fortune god, but a beard that spreads, patches its clothes, and looks like an extremely ugly beggar.

With a sea bowl in his hands, his eyes stared dead into the bowl as if he were going to swallow it.

I'm suddenly stunned. This is a hungry bodhisattva!

There are many gods and Buddhas, but most of them can be called names. For example, there is no such thing as Guanyin Bodhisattva, such as Buddha, which can be served by hungry ghosts and Buddha.

Because Buddha the Hungry Ghost is in charge of the Hungry Ghost Way of the Six Rounds, all those who die of hunger because they cannot eat will become servants of Buddha the Hungry Ghost.

Not only does offering it not bring peace, but it also brings countless hungry ghosts, so hungry bodhisattva is also known as one of the ten evil Buddhas!

This Bodhisattva originated in the late Tang Dynasty, when temperatures rebelled Zhu Wen and became King Liang on his own, killing Datang soldiers all the way.

But as the army grew, the food became a big problem, and Zhu Wen thought of a way to take all the food from the place every time he arrived, and not leave a grain of rice or wheat for the people.

As a result, Zhu Wen's army was full, but so many people didn't have to eat it. Thousands of people starved at a time. Some of them ate Eko, some ate bark, some ate dirt, and some even killed their wives to eat raw.

These starving and dying people, with strong resentment, were unable to enter the land and turn back, so they wandered around and maimed countless spirits.

Therefore, under the auspices of Baima Temple, a generation of high monks, Master Hiroshima, invited the hungry ghost Buddha to suppress the hungry ghost.

It has been replicated everywhere, building temples for the hungry ghost Bodhisattva, to attract the hungry ghosts around to go beyond, from this day on peace...

Although famous, the starving Buddha was also extremely harmful, and gradually disappeared during the Song Dynasty. Later, even many people in the Buddha Gate did not recognize him as a Buddha, but viewed him as a devil.

But now, the statue of the hungry Buddha is actually fed by Zhao Wangcai in the secret room of the kitchen?

In a moment, I immediately understood the weirdness of fried eggs. I checked yesterday, and the fried rice here is the ghost rice, which has been eaten by the ghost.

And the ghosts, obviously, are all hungry!

When a person eats it, it naturally brings the ghost's pubic air into the body.

Hungry ghosts are always starved to death. What kind of hunger does it matter if they're possessed? Naturally, they are desperate to eat, and this fried rice contains hungry ghosts, which they naturally prefer.

And when hungry ghosts accumulate more gas, they will breed ghost cubs in the human body, which Chung Xiaofat called ghost tires with long straws on their faces.

These bastards will constantly consume the nutrients from the mother, no matter how much the mother eats, most of the nutrients will be sucked away by them, so the more they eat, the more they want to eat, and the thinner they eat!

That's what he calls the ancestral recipe!

But he never invented it either, because feeding the hungry bodhisattva only attracts hungry ghosts, but he can't introduce the yin of hungry ghosts into fried rice. The reason why he goes to the paper shop every seven days should be to take something to lure the pubic air.

Obviously, the old lady in the paper shop is the real culprit!

“Chief Zhang, did you find anything?” Bai Lu suddenly reached into his head and asked strangely.

This guy is quite clever. He suddenly changed his name. He was afraid Zhao Wangcai would hear something.

But what he sees, and what I find, is nothing at all.

“No, let's go.” If Sangang doesn't want to tell him about it, I certainly won't do much either.

“Oh," Bai Lu retracted his head with some disappointment, probably thinking, "Let me tell you, how many times have we been here, nothing, what can you find out from an outsider? I really don't know what my brother-in-law thinks, so solemnly ask someone unreliable. ”

I bent over and walked out of the compartment. I just raised my head and saw Zhao Wangcai coming back from the front with an empty basin.

He was shocked to see me.

When he shouted, he dropped the steel basin on the floor.

When he arrived yesterday, he weirdly measured me several times, and today the situation is even more unusual.

Isn't this guy as simple as he looks?

I smiled at him: “Mr. Zhao's business is so good, is it counting hand cramps? Can't even hold on to a steel basin. ”

“Where, where.” Zhao Wangcai opened his thick lips and smiled at me. But I found his expression extremely unnatural and his hands trembled.

“What... Director Zhang, since we haven't found anything, let's go back.” Bai Luo warned.

“Go back first, I want to talk to Mr. Zhao.” I said this to Bai Lu, but my eyes kept staring at Zhao Wangcai.