Specters of the Seven-Day Trial Chapter 94

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Death knocked on the door in the early morning of the third day. Boss Wang collapsed on the dining table.

After getting up, everyone gathered in the hall for breakfast, just like yesterday. The cat-faced old lady carried a wooden tray in and out twice, filling the eight-person table. There was white rice porridge with the smell of firewood, and fried dough sticks piled in a basket. The round sesame cakes were sweet, and the long sesame cakes were salty. Next to the pickled cucumbers were half-rolled salted duck eggs, the center of which was so yellow that it was greasy.

Wen Lei leaned on his chopsticks and faced a table of breakfast, looking sick. Everything seemed greasy to him and he had no appetite. Xiaomai asked him if he wanted to eat tofu pudding, and Wen Lei nodded reluctantly, seeing that tofu pudding was quite refreshing.

As Wen Lei was stirring the tender bean curd in the bowl with a spoon, a huge and strange muffled sound suddenly sounded on the table, startling everyone. At the same time, Wen Lei felt something warm splashing on his face, neck and hands. It was not just liquid, but something slippery like mud falling down along his cheek. What he was holding in his hand looked like a bowl of blood bean curd, with thick blood plasma mixed with lumps of tofu brain.