Chapter 4017
At this moment, he was sitting lazily next to the spring.
Holding a ladle for scooping water in his hand, he waved impatiently at the long line of souls in front of him.
"Are you all a bunch of dead people? Can you move faster? Don't bother me to work overtime, okay?"
Another kid standing next to him said, "Master, they are dead people."
The palace master rolled his eyes when he heard this, reached out irritably to scoop out a ladle of water from the spring in front of him, and said to the souls queuing in front, "Quick, quick, quick."
A soul at the front slowly stepped forward, bent down to pick up a small white porcelain bowl from the ground, and stretched it out to the hall master.
After he poured the spring water from the ladle into the bowl and drank it, the white porcelain bowl in his hand disappeared automatically.
At the same time, the same small white porcelain bowl appeared out of thin air where he had just taken it.
After the soul drank the spring water, he began to stand there and talk about the things that happened during his lifetime.
The palace master closed his eyes and went to sleep out of boredom.
The kid next to him had a pen and a notebook floating in front of him. The pen automatically wrote down the soul's crimes on the notebook.
In the middle of the team at the back, a small head suddenly appeared. Its big eyes blinked and looked around, then sneaked in front of the spring.
He stretched out his little hand to touch the small white porcelain bowl curiously.
The palace master didn't even open his eyes and said lazily, "Kid, it's wrong to jump in line. Go to the back and queue up."
"I'm not a kid." The little girl said, reaching out and picking up the white porcelain bowl and looking at it carefully.
The palace master opened his eyes and looked at her with interest, "If you're not a kid, then what are you?"
All the souls I met were afraid of him. After all these years, this little ghost was the only one who was not afraid of him at all and dared to talk back to him.
It's rare to find such an interesting little guy, so he naturally became interested and didn't want to miss it.
"My daddy is the big devil, my brother is the little devil, of course I am the little devil!" the little girl hummed proudly.
After seeing that there was just an ordinary porcelain bowl in his hand, he curled his lips and put it back again.
Seeing that the porcelain bowl did not disappear like before, he looked at the palace master strangely, "Why doesn't it disappear?"
The palace master looked at her with a smile, "I have nothing to do these days. I love pickled ghost claws with pickled peppers. Your hands are white and tender. It will be delicious when pickled.
Give me your hand and I will tell you. "
But the little girl said "cut", turned around and sat down on the stone steps next to him, "Is the underworld so poor? It seems that you have never eaten delicious food.
Pickled pepper and pickled ghost claws are nothing. Vegetarian spring, fried silver branches, eight-treasure hazelnut paste, yellow croaker pot, squirrel mandarin fish, steamed eight-treasure pig, and duck stuffed with glutinous rice. These are the real delicacies. "
The palace master's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Little Guitou, can you do this?"
The little girl rolled her big eyes and said slyly, "I don't know how. I can only eat, but..."
When he said this, he deliberately kept it secret, and waited for the palace master to ask more questions before he spoke.
"But my mommy can, and she cooks the best food in the world.
Especially the roasted chicken legs with honey sauce, tender and crispy, it is simply the best taste in the world.
How about you let me go back and I treat you to food? "
The little girl looked at him with twinkling eyes.
The palace master couldn't help but slap his legs and laugh, the little devil Emotion was waiting for him here.