Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

"Damn it, it's pitted!"

Zhou Xuan let out a low growl, turned his head and walked outside the apartment.

He is still just an ordinary person now, facing the Ninth-Rank ghost, he can only kill him, let alone facing the Fifth-Rank ghost, he can only choose to escape.

"Now I can only beg for Wang Hao's information to be true. This powerful ghost named Qian Fangfang has never harmed anyone."

Out of the apartment, Zhou Xuan found that the guard who had been guarding the door was gone, and the street was empty.

"It's not right, it's not normal!"

Zhou Xuan's complexion became very ugly, his eyes seemed to be wearing a pair of light gray sunglasses, and the surrounding scenes lost their color.

"It's a ghost hitting the wall!"

Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered Xue Linglong's reminder just now, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, and it was cold.

"No matter what, even in the illusion, I have to go back to the restaurant first!"

Zhou Xuan began to run towards the restaurant. As long as he returned to the late-night cafeteria, he was in a state of invulnerability, and only the late-night cafeteria could bring him a sense of security.

"This time I'm taking care of it. You shouldn't be driven by curiosity to follow along. You can never make the same mistake again without self-protection Ability!"

Fortunately, the apartment is not far from the restaurant. Zhou Xuan ran for five minutes before returning to the late night canteen. He had never seen anyone on the way.

Wow!

When the wooden door was opened, Zhou Xuan was surprised to find that the restaurant turned out to be colorful.

Zhou Xuan hurriedly looked back at the door, and found that the outside scenery was still gray and white, as if the restaurant’s wooden door separated the area into two worlds.

"Now I'm still in a state of a ghost beating the wall! But what's going on in the restaurant in front of me?"

Zhou Xuan wondered whether he was still in the apartment or really returned to the late night canteen.

But the layout of the restaurant is so real, Zhou Xuan came to the kitchen, from the chopping board to the kitchen knife is full of cordial familiarity.

When I opened the refrigerator, everything in it was what Zhou Xuan remembered, and the location did not change.

For an instant, Zhou Xuan's gaze was fixed on the boxes of eggs.

Ten yolk eggs!

From the captive world of gourmet food, the eggshell is as white and smooth as carved from suet jade, twice the size of a normal egg.

"Yes!"

Zhou Xuan quickly took out three ten-yolk eggs from the refrigerator, and then quickly steamed the rice.

Bang!

As the stove fire rose, Zhou Xuan quickly beat three ten-yolk eggs into the oil pan, the spoon in his hand waved out a series of afterimages, and quickly stirred the egg liquid in the pan evenly.

Before the golden egg liquid had solidified, Zhou Xuan put the cold rice into the pot and combined it with the egg liquid, and then simply seasoned it with salt and pepper.

Having thoroughly grasped the heat and taste of the golden fried rice, Zhou Xuan has already mastered this dish.

"Shiquan golden fried rice is complete!"

Zhou Xuan put the fried rice on the plate and then put the cover on.

This is also a necessary step.

Success or failure is in this one action, Zhou Xuan is a little nervous.

If this golden fried rice can shine, it proves that he really left the apartment and returned to the restaurant.

If it can't shine, then he is still in the ghost realm, and can only wait for Xue Linglong and the others to break the ghost hit the wall and rescue himself.

"Things have reached this point, why bother with fear."

Zhou Xuan reached out and lifted the lid.

Bang!

Masses of heat rise into the air like huge waves.

Tweeted~

In this huge wave, ten golden crows cried and flew into the sky and turned into ten suns.

On the same tenth day, the scorching golden sunlight makes it impossible to look directly at it.

Snapped!

Suddenly, Zhou Xuan heard a crisp cracking sound, like the sound of glass breaking.

"Ah~"

Immediately afterwards, a woman's scream followed.

Zhou Xuan only felt his whole body tight, as if something had been taken away, but the whole person was much more relaxed.

I saw strands of black yin on Zhou Xuan's body constantly converging, resisting the brilliance of the ten rounds of the sun, and after a full five seconds of light dissipating, a woman fell from the mist.

"Oops!"

The woman in red got up from the ground, pain in her pale face.

"Obviously I am in the state of soul now, without a physical body, why do I still feel the pain of falling?" The woman in red looked at Zhou Xuan incredulously, with a dazed expression.

"Qian Fangfang?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the woman in red who got up from the ground in amazement. At a glance, he recognized that the woman looked exactly like Qian Fangfang's picture on the death file.

"Yes, it's me!"

Qian Fangfang nodded obediently, then looked at the plate of golden fried rice on the counter seat, his ghost face was full of fear.

A plate of fried rice will shine?

What's more terrifying is that the golden light almost let her ghost fly away.

At the same time, in the apartment.

Click!

The illusion in front of the few people in Xue Linglong shattered, and everyone was astonished to find that they were still in the apartment lobby, unable to make any progress.

"A terrible ghost hit the wall, I almost got lost in it, nerd, is this you broken?" Xue Linglong looked straight at Situ Jiannan, lamenting that she deserves to be the chief of the Confucian Sage Wen Palace. There are indeed two of them. brush.

Situ Jiannan held the brush in his hand, looked around vigilantly, shook his head and said: "It's not me, this ghost hits the wall really well, I can't break it."

Huh!

The two of them looked at Shi Qiaojue with their gazes.

The little monk took a step back in fright, and shook his head quickly, "It's not the little monk, the little monk can't break this ghost hit the wall."

"Then who broke this ghost and hit the wall?" The three frowned and thought.

Wang Hao, who has no sense of existence on the side, is full of grievances. Why can't you ask me?

"Huh, this ghost domain has also been broken?"

"Yin Qi is disappearing."

"Has Li Gui been resolved?"

Several people discovered that the scene in front of them had regained their color. After losing the control of the Lord of the Ghost Territory, the Yin Qi entrenched in the apartment was melted by the sun's rays.

"Ah, that fellow Zhou Xuan is missing?!" Xue Linglong screamed, and her calm face instantly became panicked.

The three of Situ Jiannan looked around, and as expected, there was no sign of Zhou Xuan.

For a time, the faces of several people became very ugly.

The first task of their group is to protect Zhou Xuan, but now the goal of protection has disappeared unclearly. This is their serious negligence.

If Zhou Xuan had an accident, even if they were the seat students of the three major colleges, they had to be punished.

Wang Hao was even more desperate. He felt that his future was extremely bleak. What really happened to Zhou Xuan, his best result was also to be sent to Xihai to guard the Mingchi.

Xue Linglong's big eyes were already full of tears, and she muttered: "If something happens to Zhou Xuan, Senior Sister Xinzhu must kill me."

Situ Jiannan's eyebrows were almost frowning, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "You said, could this ghost domain be broken by Zhou Hunchu?"*

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