Shang Biao, Old Man Li and An Min also squeezed in, and the three of them were squeezed apart in a short while.

The inn stopped at the door and collected the gifts. When it was Shang Biao's turn, he took out a few 100-yuan Ming coins with the portrait of the bearded King of Hell from the movie ticket.

The most valuable thing in the underworld is the gold ingots that are worth living. This gold ingots that are made of gold by the deceased's relatives embody a strong feeling. They are the best currency, and then the paper money printed on yellow paper. As for the 100 million yuan of ghost coins printed on ordinary paper, it is equivalent to one cent in the world.

Paotang looked at Shang Biao with contempt. If it weren't for the shopkeeper's kindness, such a poor man would not even have entered the inn door.

Shang Biao had no idea about the look of the hall, and he crossed the threshold and walked into the restaurant with a calm look on his face.

The restaurant looked small outside, but the space inside was very spacious, and it was already full of most of it. Shang Biao followed other ghosts who came in to an empty table and took a seat, paying attention to the various information spoken by diners in the restaurant.

He didn't forget that he had to eat a bowl of yellow rice when he entered Yinyang Inn to get the conditions for returning.

"It's so delicious. I haven't been to Yinyang Inn for more than ten years. I really have to thank that lucky little guy."

The ghost talking had a disheveled hair, pale face, protruding eyes, and a long blood-red tongue in his mouth. While speaking, he shook his long tongue and smelled the fragrance of rice in the inn.

After a while, Old Man Li and An Min also walked in.

A table of Eight Immortals and the two of them were just full, and the hall was carrying wine and food, and the table served each table next to each other.

"Steamed Yin Turtle, Gui Jue Egg Yolk Soup, Braised Naihe Carp, White Burning Yellow Spring Rat, A Plate of Blood River Steamed Buns, A Pot of Heartbroken Wine, Your dishes are served, use it slowly!"

There seemed to be endless meals on the tray of the pagoda. There were five stacks of them, plus a pot of wine, but there was no shortage. After reporting the name of the dish, he immediately walked towards the next table.

"Damn, I also spend money to eat, so I treat us with this kind of garbage. It's really his grandma's unethical! Eight ghosts, five dishes, a pot of wine, and my gifts are all enough to eat alone."

The ghost who looked like a bear roared loudly, shaking the wine and food on the table.

"What you think is beautiful. I also want to eat Centennial Soup to cook corpse maggots, it's best to add more bed bugs. The taste is so fragrant. Since I had eaten it when I just died thirty years ago, every time I pass by Yinyang Inn, I have to stand and smell the taste to see if there are any rich guys who order this delicious dish."

The big-headed ghost drooled all the time. Just as these two people were complaining, the others had already moved their chopsticks.

Shang Biao picked up a piece of Huangquan rat meat and pretended to eat it into his mouth, and secretly put the things into the shadow ticket space.

These dishes are not good things because they are not good. For the sake of their own life, he doesn't want to experiment with the consequences of eating ghost food.

Without Shang Biao's reminder, Old Man Li and An Min both followed suit and picked up a few chopsticks to hide in the movie ticket space.

After the two ghosts complained, only half of the food was left. They didn't bother talking nonsense and didn't have to grab the chopsticks directly.

In an instant, the five plates of dishes were even licked clean.

The remaining pot of wine was not snatched. The big-headed ghost slowly got up and poured a bowl for all the eight people present, filling the last bowl, and the pot was just emptied.

"Hiss, the taste is so pure. It is indeed 100% brewed with heartworm grass in the Wangchuan River, which is different from the fakes sold outside!"

An ugly ghost with a big belly couldn't bear to finish drinking it in one breath, and licked it with his tongue for a moment, and felt it. The other ghosts were almost the same as not so exaggerated. Take a small sip and stop drinking it like this, and a bowl of wine can be mixed until the Yin-Yang Inn closes.

"You said that the messenger would come to rob the bride today. It seems that Mr. Ma was the one who was on duty at this time. However, with his jealous wife, Mr. San is afraid that he would not dare to come."

The big-headed ghost stared at the door and whispered.

"I bet on Mr. Niu Si. Last month, his concubine of the 1,897th room was just reincarnated. She has taken care of Pan Xiaolian's business a lot these days."

"Betting 9, you kid has become rich recently? Even Pan Xiaolian has been there. Why are you still getting together with us and enjoying yourself by opening a table!"

"Hehehe... I lost so much that I even had pants. If it weren't for this, maybe my soul would disappear in a few days. Fortunately, after the bet last time, I sent the Fourth Master to Pan Xiaolian and gave me two rewards, and I only had a gift to enter today."

A few ghosts here were talking nonsense. After a while, the third master and the fourth master came together.

He wore a black gauze hat on his head, a steel fork on his shoulders, an iron chain hanging around his waist, and a big "名" embroidered on his chest in the blue robe.

When Shang Biao saw the familiar bull-headed and horse-faced face, he recognized the origin of these two evil-headed and horse-faced tribes, which were the most numerous low-level ghost messengers in the underworld.

"Third Master, Fourth Master, are you still the same old?"

The ghost of the hall smiled and waited by the cow head and horse, waiting for the order.

"You don't know what the man is doing. Don't you beat me up, haha, where is the bride!"

Niu Tou said and glanced at the lobby. Before the hall could reply, he found a cauliflower dressed in eye-catching wedding costumes. He walked over with a strange smile.

"Side missions, stop the evildoer from robbing the marriage!"

Shang Biao glanced at Old Man Li and found that the other party was hesitating in his eyes. He didn't have to think about it and knew that this side mission was difficult to handle.

To prevent evil people from robbing marriage means to make enemies with these two evil people, especially when they are still on each other's territory, they can call for reinforcements at any time.

Old Man Li shook his head slightly and signaled that Shang Biao would not take on this side mission.

"identity!"

Understanding Shang Biao's silent reminder, Old Man Li turned around stiffly, and then he realized that the bride's eyes were always staring at their table.

The three of them were careless and did not change their appearance. They thought it would be okay. When the groom received the Qing Dynasty, even if the Yin marriage was finished, they would only wait until they got the yellow rice in the Yin Yang Inn to find a way to return.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a scene of robbing marriage, and I was caught off guard.

"My brothers, it's not long since I died, and it's the first time I've entered this Yin-Yang Inn. I heard that there is a delicious food called Huangliang Rice. Have you ever eaten it?"

As Niu Tou walked towards the bride, Shang Biao asked the ghost messenger at his deskmate.

"That's the signboard of Yin-Yang Inn, specially used to entertain honorable adults above the second floor. We can go out and blow for decades when we smell the smell!"

The gambling ghost didn't speak at first because his soul was weak and he didn't have the strength to say it. Now he has enough food and drinks, and he is slightly drunk. He has to interrupt anyone who speaks.

"If you smell it, you will be at the entrance of Yin-Yang Inn tomorrow. I heard that an adult will definitely come to Yin-Yang Inn for a meal tomorrow. You can smell the smell well and brag about it with us, haha!"

"I'm just fooling this little devil. Do you think I don't know that the yellow rice tastes nothing at all, so can you remind me?"
Chapter completed!