"Assistant Cui, do you think we have walked back to the world?" Chen Qiuya asked, not knowing whether it was because she was afraid or the weather was too cold, her voice was full of trembling.

"I think it should be almost the same." Cui Hongwen's voice trembled even more violently.

"We have walked five or six miles away, and we should have walked out of the range of ghosts and walls." The driver's voice became much thicker.

At this moment, Cui Hongwen suddenly sniffed and said, "Did you smell a scent?"

After Cui Hongwen reminded him, everyone also smelled a light fragrance.

"It seems to be the taste of braised noodles." Cui Hongwen opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw a small restaurant with bright lights next to the provincial highway.

As soon as he saw the lights, Cui Hongwen shouted excitedly: "There is a restaurant! There is also lights! We are back in the living room!"

Everyone opened their eyes one after another, their eyes full of surprise.

Since there are lights, it means there are people here!

After all, according to the records in the book, ghosts are afraid of light.

"Hey, are you guys who are rushing to the night?" At the entrance of the small restaurant, there was a waiter with a towel. The waiter was wearing a very retro coarse cloth and looked very energetic.

"That's right!" Cui Hongwen took two steps at a time and took the lead in running into the restaurant.

What surprised him was that there were more than a dozen diners in the restaurant. They gathered together in groups of three or three, drinking steaming braised noodles.

"There are many people." Cui Hongwen smiled.

The waiter sighed: "Yes, they are all miserable people."

"It's bitter enough. I almost died of exhaustion after walking for so long." Cui Hongwen waved his hand and said, "First five bowls of braised noodles, and then a few specialty dishes to make them spicy and drive away the cold and bad luck."

"Okay, please sit down, five guests." The waiter sang aloud and ran into the kitchen excitedly.

"This restaurant is interesting, the waiters are so retro." Cui Hongwen first asked Chen Qiuya to sit down, and then smiled and said, "Let's have something to eat to warm up your body and see if there are any passing vehicles carrying us on a journey."

"It's so hot." The two diners next to them sniffed their mouths while sniffing.

Looking at the steaming steaming noodles in their bowls, Cui Hongwen's stomach couldn't help but rumble.

Chen Qiuya took out her cell phone and said, "I think I'd better call the police first."

"Okay." Cui Hongwen nodded in agreement.

Chen Qiuya quickly made a call, but the prompt sound was still not in the service area.

She raised her head with a look of surprise and said to Cui Hongwen: "It's still impossible to get through. Have we not gone out yet?"

"No, is it because the signal here is not good?" Cui Hongwen still found an excuse to comfort himself, although he felt a little numb from his scalp.

At this time, the waiter brought a dish plate and served five bowls of braised noodles.

He put the braised noodles in front of everyone and smiled and said, "Please use it slowly, please."

Looking at the steaming and pleasant aroma of the braised noodles in front of me, everyone felt a little nervous and relaxed.

Cui Hongwen picked up the noodle bowl, blew the hot air on the braised noodles, and took a sip carefully.

Suddenly, Cui Hongwen's face changed.

"Pooh!"

He vomited several times, almost vomiting.

Chen Qiuya and others also spit out the noodles that were in their mouths.

"Why is it so cold?"

They found that the steaming bowl of braised noodles seemed to have frozen, and their tongues were numb.

Moreover, the smell on this side also has a smell of rotten wood, which makes people feel sick.

"Waiter, this is what happened? Why is this so cold!" Cui Hongwen said angrily.

The waiter looked at Cui Hongwen and others with a suspicious look, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you the ones walking at night?"

"Why isn't it? It's so dark, why don't you walk on the night road?" Cui Hong was so angry.

Other people's noodles are hot, but their noodles are cold.

Isn't this bullying?

"No, no." The waiter looked at Cui Hongwen and others again, looking like a ghost.

"Look at us with this look." Cui Hongwen was a little furious when the waiter looked at him.

At this time, an old lady sitting at the next table suddenly said, "This is not the place you should come, hurry up and leave."

"Yes, you are not people walking on the night road." Another old man said with a blank expression.

"What are you talking about?" Cui Hongwen felt more and more strange.

At this time, the driver noticed something, he suddenly stood up and said, "We haven't walked out yet!"

"What didn't go out?" Cui Hongwen's nerves immediately tensed up.

The driver looked at the restaurant

The man said something that shocked Cui Hongwen and others: "They are not humans!"

"Xiao Liu, what are you talking nonsense? Why are they not human anymore?" Cui Hongwen shouted loudly, as if he was giving himself courage.

"The person who walks at night is a ghost who has just died not long ago!" The driver murmured: "I heard my grandmother talk about this when I was a child! People who have just died not long ago are still attached to the world of the world, so on their way to the underworld, there will be some restaurants and inns, allowing them to voluntarily enter the underworld with a stable mood."

"Don't talk about the underworld!" The waiter shouted angrily, trying to stop the driver's words.

Unfortunately, he was always slowing down. Suddenly, the whole restaurant was filled with wind, and the diners who were still holding noodles bowls were all crying and howling.

"My son."

"I don't want to die."

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead."

Some people's heads fell to the ground, some had their chests collapsed, and some had their arms and legs broken. Everyone's death was extremely miserable and their appearance was ferocious, which scared Chen Qiuya so much that she screamed in fear.

"Why are we dead? You are still alive!" A middle-aged man with a collapsed chest and his face covered in blood roared angrily, and rushed towards Chen Qiuya and others with a fierce look.

Other ghosts also lost their minds and followed closely like crazy.

"It's messy, it's messy." The waiter was completely panicked.

The waiter is the guide of the underworld in the Earth plane. There are at least tens of thousands of guides like him. What they have to do is to slowly introduce these ghosts who have just died into the Underworld.

During this period, the emotions of these ghosts must not fluctuate. Once the emotions fluctuate, resentment may arise.

If you have resentment, you will have a great chance of turning into a ghost and causing harm to the world.

Under normal circumstances, living people cannot see the soul shop, and ghosts cannot see the living people. Although they are all in this plane, they exist in spaces of different dimensions.

He really didn't expect that mortals could see their soul shop and even walk in.

Now, these ghosts saw the living people such as Chen Qiuya, and their injustice and anger after their death instantly turned them into evil spirits.

"Let's bury us!" A ghost with half his head rushed to Chen Qiuya instantly, and her sharp fingers stabbed Chen Qiuya's throat.
Chapter completed!