Living Sacrifice

C41



"This, this is impossible?"

I could see a ball of a woman's hair falling out of the bowl.

I shouted at the waiter.

Could it be that the waiter had hidden his hair?

After all, these people can do anything for the sake of doing business.

"Say, did you hide your hair?"

I interrogated the waitress before snatching the bowl from her hands once again.

"Do you think you're sick? So many people were watching just now, where did this bowl of hair come from? "

At this moment, the waitress, who was initially kind to me, unexpectedly opened her mouth and scolded me. From the looks of it, I was quite infuriated.

"This girl is right, we didn't see her hiding anything, and we didn't see any hair in the bowl either."

"I've eaten here for so many years, the hygiene of this restaurant is definitely one of the best."

"..."

For a moment, the surrounding crowd was filled with cheers. The people who were originally standing to the side, watching the commotion, started to speak one after another. They were completely favoring this restaurant and the waiter in front of them.

Could it be that they want to bully me because I'm not a local?

Thinking of this, I randomly grab a pair of chopsticks from the table and start stirring in the bowl.

As long as they found their hair in the bowl, they would definitely shut their mouths.

However, things went against his wishes. The hair that was originally floating in the broth actually disappeared in such a short amount of time.

More accurately, it had disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"That's not right, there was clearly something just now!"

I stirred the broth in the bowl, but I couldn't find the ball of hair I was looking for. I even checked the bottom of the bowl, but still couldn't find anything.

After a series of inspections, I only barely managed to break the bowl to take a look, but I still couldn't find what I was looking for.

It was as if the ball of hair had vanished into thin air; he could not find it no matter how hard he searched.

Could it be that I was hallucinating?

Just as I awkwardly stood there, unsure of how to deal with this farce, the waiter by the side opened his mouth to speak again.

"I've seen a lot of people like you these days. Isn't it because I want to eat an overlord's meal? "Fine, this bowl of noodles will be treated as charity for you. I'll gift it to you for free."

From the looks of it, the waiter was truly angry. His tone was full of ridicule and he actually mistook me for coming to their restaurant to eat an overbearing meal.

At this moment, I didn't know how to explain what had happened to me. Even if I did, no one would believe me. After all, seeing is believing.

My face reddened as I stood where I was, unable to leave or to sit. I received gazes from the others.

"I really am not here to eat an overlord's meal. If you don't believe me, I'll take out the money for you to see. How about this, in order to make up for the loss of your restaurant, I'll eat another bowl and settle the accounts later!"

I didn't want this to continue, so I pulled out my wallet and explained it to the service.

And to see if I was hallucinating, I decided to have a bowl of noodles and see what it was all about.

"Humph!" The people I hate the most are people like you! "

The waitress was extremely dissatisfied with me and spoke directly to me. After saying that, she called out to the guests in the surroundings and continued to head back to eat.

It seemed like she didn't want to blow up the issue. After all, she was still in the business. If she kept pestering him, it might affect his business.

Only after she left did I sit back down on the stool. This time, however, I lowered my head to the ground. After such an incident happened, it would definitely be a lie if I said that I wasn't ashamed.

"Tell me, why are there so many bizarre things happening today? Not to mention several people dying, we even met such a situation during our meals!"

Not long after I sat down, people around me began to talk about what had just happened.

Of course, in this era of freedom of expression, as long as it doesn't involve personal attacks, I really don't care what others say.

"En, that's right. Moreover, I know quite a few of these people who died. Their friendship is usually not bad."

While they were talking, the two of them suddenly brought up the topic of the female ghost's murder.

Alright, I didn't expect that I would be able to hear the information I wanted here. However, this time, I didn't dare to step forward to inquire about it. Instead, I just sat on the spot and quietly listened to their conversation, afraid that I would miss any important clues.

"Sigh, I don't know what's going on. In just a single day, so many people died."

"I think the death of these people must be abnormal. This must be the female ghost's revenge!"

Their conversation continued, and soon, an older man spoke to the man sitting opposite him. As he spoke, he didn't forget to bow with both hands, as if he was very scared.

"Girl, how did he know it was a ghost?"

After hearing the man's words, I couldn't sit still anymore. I really wanted to rush up to him and ask him about it, but in the end, I endured it.

After what happened just now, it seems that these people have an extremely bad impression of me. If I rashly rush over, it would be counterproductive.

I suppressed my excitement and continued to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Woman, you must be joking right? Where in the world is there a ghost?"

Obviously, the man in front of him was a typical atheist, and he was disdainful of what the other said.

However, I was completely intrigued by this person's words and couldn't wait to hear what he had to say.

"Young man, don't believe me, this world is big! You've only eaten a few years of rice and a few years of vinegar!"

The older man saw that the other party didn't believe what he had just said, and he coldly laughed, continuing to speak.

This time, there was a hint of 'playing the elder' in his tone.

"Heh, since you say so, then I want to know what basis do you have to believe that these people were killed by the female ghost!"

The young man seemed a bit dissatisfied. After all, being looked down upon was a very unpleasant thing, so he purposefully bragged about it.

However, it was also because of this that the young man directly asked the question that was also buried deep within my heart.

"Don't worry, let me analyze it for you slowly!"

Faced with the young man's question, the older man was in no hurry to explain. Instead, he drank a mouthful of tea and shifted the stool under him before slowly opening his mouth and speaking.

Heh, if this was in the ancient times, he would definitely be a lively and lifelike storyteller. I couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart.

However, I do know that I'm getting closer and closer to the truth of this matter.