I looked at the old man with some surprise.
Didn't he specifically tell me not to speak?
But why did he still dare to speak?
Not afraid of ghosts discovering his existence, not afraid of the ghost king sensing his aura?
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded and swallowed back what I wanted to say.
Maybe the old man in front of him has some way to prevent the ghosts from discovering his existence, or to feel the popularity in him.
Just like he crushed the flowers and rubbed them on me.
Suddenly an idea came to my mind that even I couldn't believe.
The old man in front of me must have put the flower in his mouth and chewed it.
That flower is a skull.
I imagined a picture in my mind.
The old man in front of me was holding a smelly skull in his hand and chewing it hard.
I couldn't help but shudder when I thought of this.
It was so terrible.
Oh, no, I should say it was too disgusting.
"If you're hungry, let's find a restaurant to get something later."
The old man said it without thinking.
"Is it okay to eat this food?"
I suddenly opened my eyes in surprise.
This surprise didn't matter, I shouted directly.
As soon as my voice fell, all the eyes of the people walking around the market turned to me.
Seeing this scene, I was a little overwhelmed.
The old man in front of me repeatedly told me not to speak.
It's okay, he shouted subconsciously, which directly attracted the direct gazes of the ghosts.
It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.
I hope I don't attract the Ghost King.
Otherwise, I think it will be too much to eat, or there will be another wandering ghost in the Paradise.
After being stunned for a moment, I quickly stuffed my hand into my pocket, ready to take out all the talismans inside.
But before my hand could escape, the old man in front of me suddenly held my hand down.
I raised my head and looked at him in surprise.
I didn't understand why he wanted to stop me.
Could it be that he still had a way to resolve the situation in front of him?
Just when I was surprised, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and then cursed angrily: "You blind thing, you can't even do anything, what else do I want from you?"
"Use, I think I might as well just cook you and eat you.
I'm so angry."
The old man in front of me suddenly made such a loud noise, and I was immediately stunned as I said what was going on.
It didn't look like the old man in front of him was joking.
Just when I was about to ask, the old man blinked desperately.
When I saw the old man blinking, I suddenly realized that he had already thought of a solution.
He was just acting for the ghosts.
Sure enough, when the ghosts saw the old man yelling at me, they all turned their eyes.
They seemed to have lost interest in me in an instant.
Those who should buy things bought things, and those who should sell things sold things.
It was like nothing happened before.
"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat.
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One less meal will make you starve to death.
It doesn't matter if you starve to death.
Get rid of your stinky skin as soon as possible so that you can become a real member of this place.
Walk around and see what you have."
"Come on, please be smart after eating."
The old man seemed to be addicted to acting, and all the ghosts stopped looking at me, but he still shouted at me loudly.
I glanced at him with disdain, then followed the old man and walked towards a restaurant not far away.
The reason why I followed him was because after the old man finished yelling at me, he took the lead and walked ahead.
This restaurant is not much different from the real world.
There are also waiters.
It's just that the waiter here had a dull expression and no tact at all.
When he saw a customer coming, he walked over mechanically.
The waiter glanced at me first, then turned to look at the old man and asked him what he wanted to eat.
I'm really helpless.
I was treated like a beggar by the waiter when I was in the earthly world.
Now I'm still despised by ghosts in the paradise world.
Is it possible that I have a look of being looked down upon?
After hesitating for a moment, the old man asked for a bowl of noodles.
Maybe I really have a despised face.
When the waiter heard the old man saying that he only wanted a bowl of noodles, he didn't show any surprise.
It seemed that he had chosen me and ignored me.
I followed the old man and sat on an unoccupied table.
I saw there was water on the table, so I dipped my finger on the table, and then wrote on the table I am so hungry and when will the food be served.
The old man smiled at me and said that as long as I stood up and stood next to him, I could speak boldly.
I stood up dubiously and walked behind him.
"Waiter, hurry up."
I shouted loudly from behind the old man to the waiter standing at the door.
While I was shouting, I was already prepared to be watched by the ghosts again, but to my surprise, the ghosts were eating whatever they wanted, and no one paid any attention to me, especially the waiter, who seemed to ignore me.
I am just a transparent person.
"Why are they ignoring me?"
I asked the old man in confusion.
"Haha, if you take a pet to eat in the world of the world, will anyone care if the pet barks at others?"
the old man replied with a half-smile.
It’s weird how I became a pet.
Forget it, it doesn't matter, as long as you are not surrounded by ghosts.
Suddenly I remembered what happened just now.
Why did the ghosts seem to have lost interest in me after the old man cursed at me?
The thoughts that I had suppressed before came to my mind again, so I asked the old man.
The old man answered me and said that when I spoke before, the popularity in my body overflowed and was smelled by the ghosts.
They began to think that I was a stranger who accidentally broke into the Paradise, but after hearing the old man's curse, they understood me.
It was a ghost slave that the old man took in, so he lost interest.
Of course, if the old man hadn't thought of any solution, I'm afraid the ghosts would have swarmed me and torn me into about seventy or eighty pieces.
But then again, I certainly won't sit still and wait for death.
At least it will be a fight to the death.
Gululu Maybe thinking about the problem will also waste energy, and my stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
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"I said, old man, when will this noodles be served?
Is the noodles in this store delicious?
I think they all seem to be eating very happily."
While speaking, I pointed to the people around me who were engrossed in eating noodles. said.
"Haha, do you really think they are eating noodles?"
the old man said mysteriously: