bullyxtreme Chapter 149 The Haunted House 10
Chapter 149 The Haunted House 10
Seeing this, Chu Feng said slowly, "Alright, since it's your decision, we can't interfere, but we still hope you'll be careful in everything you do."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruo's eyes widened immediately. She pointed a finger at Chu Feng and protested emotionally, "Chu Feng, how could you make such a foolish mistake! What if something unexpected happens later? That would be terrible..."
"Trust her choice, let's leave." Chu Feng interrupted Lin Ruo calmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Lin Ruo frowned, her eyes fixed on Chu Feng. Her lips moved as if she wanted to argue, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally sighed helplessly and reluctantly agreed.
Seeing this, Shen Ying quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry! I know what I'm doing and I'll definitely know my limits. I won't put myself in any danger."
Chu Feng unzipped his backpack and took out a jade pendant. The jade pendant was smooth and lustrous, with exquisite carving.
He held the jade pendant, walked a few steps to Shen Ying, solemnly handed it to her, and said, "This is for you. It can protect you in a critical moment."
Upon seeing this, Shen Ying was slightly taken aback, her gaze shifting back and forth between the jade pendant and Chu Feng's face, feeling somewhat hesitant.
After a moment, she pushed the jade pendant back, shook her head, and said, "Thank you, Chu Feng. But I can't accept it. You need it more than I do. Don't worry about me; I won't do anything I'm not sure of."
Chu Feng's fingers tightened slightly, gripping the returned jade pendant firmly, his gaze fixed on Shen Ying's face.
Looking at Shen Ying's serious face, he could only manage a helpless bitter smile and sigh softly, "Alright, I believe you."
After saying that, he turned around and called to Lin Ruo, and the two walked side by side toward the gate of the old house.
Lin Ruo kept turning back, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance, muttering, "Shen Ying, please be careful!"
Shen Ying stood still, her gaze following the two figures as they walked away. She thought that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this would be the last time they met.
She will leave this world after the game ends.
As she watched them cross the threshold, their figures gradually swallowed by the light and shadow outside the door until they disappeared completely, she slowly withdrew her gaze.
Shen Ying turned her head and met Murong Xiangxun's deep gaze. Subconsciously, she raised the corners of her mouth and gave him a slightly awkward smile.
Before the smile could fully bloom, Murong Xiangxun's slightly probing voice came: "Are you reluctant to let them leave?"
Shen Ying was stunned for a moment, her mind seemingly stuck, but she quickly came to her senses, shook her head, and said, "No, why would you think that?"
Murong Xiangxun raised a slight brow, his handsome eyebrows hinting at a subtle inquiry. He parted his thin lips and spoke softly, "I noticed you've been staring at them. If you want them to stay with you, I can..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Ying's heart skipped a beat. She quickly interrupted him, saying rapidly, "No need! I wasn't reluctant to part with them. I was just doing a normal, ordinary thing, seeing my friends off!"
After saying that, Shen Ying quickly changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'm hungry. Let's order takeout. Do you have anything you want to eat?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Ying realized she had misspoke. Ghosts and monsters don't need to eat; they don't have bodies.
At this moment, Murong Xiangxun's clear and pleasant voice rang out: "Let me cook for you."
Shen Ying's eyes widened in surprise as she asked, "You can actually cook?"
She remembered that Murong Xiangxun was a nobleman's son. In the common perception, they were surrounded by servants from childhood, never lifted a finger to cook, and were completely cut off from the kitchen. So when he said he wanted to cook, Shen Ying was really surprised.
Murong Xiangxun turned his head slightly, coughed lightly to hide the unnaturalness in his eyes, and said softly, "Yes, I have learned some."
Murong Xiangxun naturally couldn't cook. In the past, his food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all taken care of by special people. The small space of the kitchen seemed to be a world away from his life.
But during this time, watching Shen Ying eat the "disastrous dishes" concocted by those two men, and seeing her barely swallowing them, he had for the first time the thought of washing his hands and cooking for others.
So he summoned the ghost chef who had been the head chef in the old house in his previous life and studied under him diligently for a few days.
Perhaps it was his innate talent, but in a short period of time, he actually mastered the essentials of cooking.
However, since the ghost didn't need to eat and had no sense of taste, he had no idea what the food tasted like. Helpless, he sent his men outside to capture people to taste.
Those abducted by ghosts and monsters were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling.
Upon seeing the table laden with exquisitely presented food, a single thought immediately popped into his mind: This is his last meal! Fear gripped him like vines, and in despair, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Upon seeing this, Murong Xiangxun frowned, his eyes filled with speechlessness, and he glanced indifferently to the side.
The little devils responsible for catching people panicked and, after a flurry of fumbling, finally managed to wake the person up.
But as soon as the man opened his eyes, his gaze fell upon the ghosts and monsters around him and the table full of delicacies, and terror struck him again, causing him to faint once more.
After going through this process two or three times, Murong Xiangxun completely lost his patience.
Finally, he used illusion magic to make the man wake up and mistakenly believe that he had been incredibly lucky and had won a luxurious prize from the hotel, including all-inclusive meals, accommodation, and entertainment.
In this way, the person unknowingly acted as a food taster.
Using this method, Murong Xiangxun successively captured several people to taste the food.
Murong Xiangxun was finally relieved when all these people gave him their sincere praise.
Murong Xiangxun turned around and strode towards the kitchen with his long legs. Shen Ying's curiosity was piqued, and she followed him involuntarily.
Upon entering the kitchen, Murong Xiangxun instantly got to work and busied himself.
A tall, slender man stood in front of the counter, his hands particularly striking, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles.
He lightly pressed the ingredients with his fingertips, and with each stroke of the knife, he cut the vegetables into evenly sized shreds.
Then, with a flick of the wrist, the ingredients were precisely placed into the pot, and the hot oil sizzled instantly.
Immediately afterwards, he flicked his wrist, and the spatula moved nimbly in the pan. His stir-frying movements were skillful and smooth, and soon the aroma of the ingredients filled the air.
Shen Ying, standing to the side, stared intently at the food in the pot, unconsciously swallowing hard; her greedy expression was impossible to hide.
Although Murong Xiangxun was focused on the spatula in his hand, he caught Shen Ying's little movements out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, forming a pleasant arc.
Shen Ying stood aside, watching intently as Murong Xiangxun skillfully arranged the dishes. In no time, the three dishes and soup, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were neatly arranged on the table, steaming hot and filling the air with fragrance.
Shen Ying couldn't wait to sit down, picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, her taste buds were instantly activated.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered some treasure. She immediately gave Murong Xiangxun across from her a thumbs up and sincerely praised, "Delicious!"
It was just as delicious as her neighbor's, who was a skilled cook.
Shen Ying ate with increasing enthusiasm, and unconsciously picked up more food at a faster pace.