Chapter 134: Rules? My candy is sweeter than his chestnuts!

No one felt even a shred of pity for Xu Jiajia.

Because everyone understood that Xu Jiajia's ending would also be their ending; this ghost's rules were simply not something they could discover.

Being early or late was the same.

Even the fatty revealed a ferocious smile and roared: "If I had known, I would have been better off dying upstairs; at least that way of dying wouldn't be too painful!"

Now, whether being scalded to death by stones, stuffed to death, or becoming a chestnut placed in a pot, it was all a very terrifying way to die.

Just as Xu Jiajia revealed despair.

Xiao Wan suddenly spoke one step ahead of her, saying bluntly: "The chestnuts you made are so smelly, they definitely aren't sweet!"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone around was stunned, their eyes looking at this little child in unison.

Xu Jiajia's pupils shrank, and she grabbed Xiao Wan, pulling her behind her, using her own body to block the front.

She looked at this 'ghost' vigilantly! As long as it dares to make a move on Xiao Wan, even if I have to sacrifice this life, I'll fight it! I am her aunt, I am Lin Qing's best friend.

Holding her breath and concentrating.

Fortunately, after this sentence fell, the ghost just stared at them blankly and then withdrew its gaze.

It picked up a chestnut from the pot; this 'chestnut' was bloody, and it seemed to be the lower lip position, where there was still a mole.

It sniffed and smacked its lips: "Customer, don't slander me. This is a small business, it can't afford to have people wagging their tongues. If you don't buy, don't buy!"

Everyone:???

Xiao Wan was actually fine?

Everyone previously questioned by the stall owner had died, each with a different way of dying, and Xiao Wan was the only one who was fine!

Could it be... the fatty suddenly spoke: "I know, the first rule is this sentence. This little girl guessed it by mistake. As long as you follow her answer, you definitely won't have any trouble!"

It was said online that ghosts have unique rules; as long as you satisfy the rules, you basically won't be killed.

But it wasn't absolutely safe; satisfying the rules was at least the first element of safety.

The remaining few were eager to try, wishing the stall owner would hurry up and question them next, so they could end it early and run away.

The stall owner continued to stir-fry his chestnuts, while Lin Xiaowan here held her aunt's hand.

She laughed and said: "Auntie, his chestnuts are really smelly, not as fragrant as when we first came in!"

Looking at her innocent smile, Xu Jiajia felt terrible.

Cold sweat had already stuck the soft hair on her forehead to her cheeks, and she was gasping for air.

She really didn't know what to say; Xiao Wan was truly lucky.

Only Tang Meili knew that Xiao Wan wasn't relying on luck! While the stall owner continued to stir-fry chestnuts.

Night Watchers appeared one after another on the ghost floors of the entire mall.

"Selling chestnuts, fragrant and sweet chestnuts."

The stall owner continued to shout; there were only a few seconds left until his next roll call.

The remaining few were all looking at him with trepidation, not knowing whether to look forward to being called or to be afraid.

"Customer, pure black chestnuts, fragrant and sweet, take a look."

The shovel in the stall owner's hand stopped, and then it raised its head to look at the fatty in the distance. Its face had no organs, yet when it raised its head, one could clearly feel its gaze coming through the darkness.

The fatty pushed his glasses and shouted impatiently: "Your chestnuts are smelly and rotten, not sweet at all!"

During the speech, everyone was very nervous; only the fatty was talking big.

"Look at this chestnut of yours, it's bloody, it doesn't look authentic at all, the heat isn't enough..."

As he spoke, the stall owner actually had no reaction at all, just looking at the chestnut in his hand blankly.

Everyone thought he had really succeeded, thinking this was really the rule. The fatty turned his head proudly and raised his eyebrows: "This is the ghost's rule. As long as you satisfy his rules, then the rule-based ghost won't kill you."

What was said online was actually true; I'm also someone who can clear a dungeon!

I'm really smart... Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wan behind him spoke, her voice as pleasant as a copper bell: "Fatty Uncle is in trouble, the boss is angry."

The voice fell.

Everyone then looked at the stall owner. At this moment, the stall owner's face began to twist, and many joints appeared on the skin that had no organs.

It was like a hand struggling inside, wanting to pierce through this layer of skin and come out.

Splat—

Suddenly, two fingers poked out from inside his face.

His hoarse voice came: "What a sharp-tongued fatty, daring to slander my ancestral craft. Not delicious? Then I'll let you eat your fill!"

He slapped the table and stood up, the flames under the furnace shooting out like a dragon.

His figure had already flown into the air, holding a pot and falling from above.

Boom—

The huge body stood less than a meter in front of the fatty, eyes staring fixedly at him.

The smile on the fatty's face hadn't had time to retract, and he stared at the stall owner blankly. His whole body was wrapped in ghost energy, and the poisonous insects emanating from the ghost energy began to devour his skin and flesh.

A trace of panic appeared in his eyes.

"Why... why, this was clearly the rule power, she... she was fine..."

"Ugh—"

The next moment, his fat body began to tremble, and the skin on the surface surged like waves.

He knelt on the ground violently, a feeling of nausea struck, and he opened his mouth to vomit countless flesh and organs, among which were even mixed chestnuts, genuine chestnuts.

The stall owner's gaze was cold, the shovel in his hand waved, and he whipped the fatty in a circle, directly setting up a furnace under him and tearing open his stomach.

Using his stomach as a stove, he began to stir-fry chestnuts.

What shocked and terrified everyone was that during this process, the fatty kept screaming; he didn't seem to be dead at all.

It was hard for him to die even if he wanted to.

The louder he screamed, the higher the temperature of the furnace.

"Louder, louder, the fire is too small, the chestnuts won't be glutinous!" The stall owner said while stir-frying.

This scene scared the rest of the people into vomiting.

Xu Jiajia was so scared she grabbed Lin Xiaowan tightly, as if the fatty's current state was her ending.

Tang Meili was slightly calmer; she knew there must be some reason: "Xiao Wan, why were you fine when you said that just now, but he ended up like this?"

Xiao Wan tilted her head and then took an eyeball out of her bosom.

"Because I have candy, my candy is just sweeter than his chestnuts! Besides, we are his customers, but this Fatty Uncle is not."

"How can a human be his customer? Only ghosts and ghosts can!"

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what she was talking about.

Tang Meili swallowed her saliva.

She seemed to see two hands placed on Xiao Wan's shoulders, and a gentle woman in a floral dress was smiling and staring at her.

Clang—

The elevator position at the back door cracked open, and a man carrying a black bag walked down from above.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 135 =====