Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 245 Helper
"What the hell is going on?"

Shi Fei felt his eyes go dark, as if he was sucked into a huge washing machine, his body tumbling uncontrollably. A low humming sound came from his ears, like some kind of ancient ritual spell, or like countless tiny insects crawling around his ears.

His stomach was churning and his head was in a mess, as if it was being torn apart by some indescribable force.

When he finally found his footing, the sight before him stunned him.

An ancient and quaint street comes into view, with black tiles, white walls, bluestone roads, and a faint aroma of rice in the air.

The buildings on both sides of the street are obviously not in the late Qing Dynasty style, but rather look like buildings from the Song Dynasty. Red lanterns are hung under the eaves, swaying gently in the wind.

"Could it be Nyarlathotep's doing?" Shi Fei frowned and instinctively thought that it might be Nyarlathotep's doing.

In that strange world, if you encounter something you don't understand, you will definitely be right to blame it on Nyarlathotep.

Looking around, Shi Fei tried to find some clues, but everything around him seemed so strange and weird.

Just then, he saw what seemed to be several candle lights at the end of the street.

It’s so late, is there anyone here?

Shi Fei decided to go forward and ask for clarification.

The fire came from the backyard of a tavern. The door to the backyard was open, and inside was a round table filled with food and wine.

A burly old man with a leopard head and round eyes was sitting at the table, staring at the door with sharp eyes.

Seeing Shi Fei approaching, the old man asked in a deep voice: "Are you here for the banquet?"

The old man's name is Fang Debude. He used to be an executioner, but now he has retired and opened a pub.

Three nights ago, someone came to reserve a banquet, saying that he would come to the banquet at midnight three days later. Fang knew that this was the evil criminal he had killed in the past years who came to seek revenge.

So, when he saw Shi Fei, he immediately became alert.

Shi Fei didn't know the story behind this, but he knew that having a banquet in the middle of the night was definitely not proper!
He saw that Fang Dede's clothes and hair were obviously not in the style of the Qing Dynasty.

Isn't this... the late Qing Dynasty?
Fang Bu De saw that Shi Fei heard him talking, but not only did he not reply, but he stood at the door without moving, becoming more cautious.

The person who came here is not kind!

"Are you here for the banquet?" Fang Bude asked again cautiously.

Shi Fei was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you welcoming me to the banquet so late at night, or are you not welcoming me?"

"If you are a guest at the banquet, I would naturally welcome you!" Fang Bude said in a deep voice, staring at Shi Fei, trying to see something from his expression.

"Okay, okay!" Shi Fei laughed as he walked into the door and said, "I'm a guest!"

He happened to have something to eat and asked what year it was.

Fang Bude pointed to the nine tables in the yard and said, "Please!"

"You're welcome!" Shi Fei took the main seat without hesitation and said, "I wonder what delicious food and wine you have prepared!"

Fang Bude looked at the reckless Shi Fei, wondering in his heart whether Shi Fei was a human or a ghost. Hearing Shi Fei's words, he sneered and said slowly: "Righteousness soup, evil-eliminating wine, evil bones, bad people's meat!" Righteousness is used as soup, evil-eliminating wine is used as wine, and evil people's bones and bad people's meat are used as the name of the dish. This is a test.

He said the same thing, and then carefully observed Shi Fei's expression, hoping to find some clues. However, Shi Fei just raised his eyebrows and showed an expression of interest.

"Oh~" Shi Fei dragged out the tone, and then laughed, "I thought there were steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, steamed deer ears, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..."

He called out a lot of dish names at once, so quickly and densely that Fang couldn't hear some of them clearly.

Even though Fang Bu was old and steady, he couldn't help but think in his heart after hearing this passage.

My goodness, this is a glutton!

Just as Fang Dede was about to speak, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from the door. A man in a brocade robe, holding a jade sceptre, with a sinister look on his face and a ghostly look strode in.

Fang could not recognize this person, because this person was the prisoner who died under his knife, Cao Guojiu, one of the Eight Immortals, one of the famous thieves in Jiangnan!

As soon as Cao Guojiu entered the room, he saw Shi Fei sitting in the main seat in a swaggering manner. He was stunned at first, and then became furious.

No, he booked the banquet, how come there are other people sitting at the seats!

"What a jerk you are!" Cao Guojiu pointed at Fang Bude and cursed, "You were not a good person when you were an executioner! Now you have changed your career and run a restaurant. Instead of running it honestly, you collected deposits, held banquets, and sold more than one table! You are not a human being! You are not a human being! You would even cheat ghosts!"

Fang Bu De was scolded all over, feeling quite innocent. He did not expect Shi Fei to be a "pure passerby", not the person he imagined, but someone who came to eat.

"This..." Fang Bude said to Shi Fei, "Sir, the banquet was arranged by this person. Please make yourself at your own convenience."

Shi Fei looked at Cao Guojiu, then at Fang Bude, and said with a smile: "You ask me, if I were a guest at the banquet, I would be welcome! Can only he be allowed to attend the banquet, but not me?"

"Does your tavern only do his business and not mine?"

Fang was speechless for a moment, and he actually felt that what Shi Fei said made some sense. He asked Shi Fei if he was going to the banquet, and Shi Fei said he was going to the banquet. As a tavern owner, could he really drive guests away?
"But this table has been reserved, please wait for the next table!" Fang Bude said seriously, "Besides, this is a murky water now!"

There was a hidden warning in his words, suggesting that Shi Fei should not get involved. Although Shi Fei looked like he had something to rely on, Uncle Cao Guo, one of the Eight Ghost Immortals, was definitely not the only one who came to seek revenge. Maybe... they were all here.

After hearing this, Shi Fei pointed to the eight seats on the table, then pointed to himself, and said with a smile: "Eight of them are already here, plus myself, there are exactly nine seats. It can be seen that this seat is prepared for me!"

As Shi Fei finished speaking, seven more ghosts quietly appeared in the courtyard. They all looked hideous, ghostly, and full of murderous intent, with knife marks on their necks, and they were dressed like the Eight Immortals in folk legends.

It was none other than the Eight Ghost Thieves from Jiangnan!
One of them had a charming face. She was He Xiangu, the only woman among the Eight Ghost Immortals.

When the eight people saw Shi Fei, they immediately showed surprised expressions.

Soon, they realized that Shi Fei was the helper invited by Fang Dede.

This old guy is very cunning. He knows that they are here with bad intentions and has asked for help!
And Fang Bu De saw that Shi Fei not only did not leave, but continued to sit in the main seat, and was not surprised to see the Eight Ghost Immortals transformed into evil spirits.

He felt that Shi Fei was a helper invited by the Eight Ghost Immortals!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the yard was tense and eerie.

(End of this chapter)