Chapter 85 The Legend of Obik
The crescent moon is in the sky, wandering in the thin clouds, the night is quiet, and a lamp is hung on the telephone pole by the road, illuminating the dim yellow halo.
Chiba Makoto stood at the intersection, looking at the noodle stall a few steps away. He came here smelling the fragrance. When he got there, he discovered that this roadside stall was actually a very retro pushcart. The streets are filled with stalls converted from electric vehicles, and it’s definitely a mudslide.
Then Chiba Makoto thought of the Halloween witch he had seen a few hours ago who was selling wave candy from a pushcart. Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of ropes for ten years. When he saw the pushcart, he thought there was a ghost.
I just stopped and was hesitating when I heard a deep male voice coming from behind the stall blocked by the hanging curtain: "Guest, do you want a bowl of soba noodles? This is a time-honored restaurant. .”
"Uh" Chiba Makoto looked at this small noodle stall and placed three benches around it. No matter how crowded it was, it could only accommodate six people. He was still setting up the stall in the middle of the night. He thought the business was not good, so he took care of the business and added Satisfied with his own thoughts, he said: "Okay, let's have a bowl."
I was really hungry, and the aroma of this noodle stall was too strong. It was the one who tempted me first, so don't blame yourself for eating. Faced.
When I walked up to it, I found that the boss was dressed very cleanly, in white clothes and a white hat. This alone was a plus. After all, no one who eats wants to see the chef dirty.
Chiba Makoto glanced at the chef from the corner of his eye and was about to sit down when he saw the pot for cooking noodles. It was pitch black and bottomless, and the legend of the late-night soba noodle stall came to mind.
"Obik? It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Chiba Makoto suddenly thought, there seems to be something wrong with this midnight, this soba stall and this chef.
As soon as he thought of this, the chef turned around and threw the thin noodles into the pot. The light shone on his face, revealing everything.
Well, I met Obik by chance.
Not only was this familiar face, but the pot that was empty just now began to steam with steam after the other party threw the noodles into it.
Yes, it’s Obik. Wait, have I become the boy with a gray head who was teleported into the well by Obik in the original play?
No way.
Chiba Makoto was dumbfounded and immediately wanted to jump up and run away from the stall, but Obik had already picked up the sieve and fished out the noodles from the pot, put them into a bowl, and skillfully added green onions, crushed chili peppers, and tomatoes. The burro was topped with sauce, and a large bowl was pushed in front of Chiba Makoto.
“I’ve kept you waiting for a long time!”
The fragrant smell aroused the greedy insects, and made the already shriveled stomach even hungrier. Chiba Cheng couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and his stomach was also very hungry. 'Gulu! ’ There was a ring.
But he immediately reminded himself that this pot contained an unknown object that Obik called a 'shadow'. Can the noodles under this pot be eaten? Will there be any problem if I eat it? So I couldn’t eat and had to leave immediately.
But
It smells so good!
My stomach growled with hunger, and a large bowl of fragrant noodles was less than twenty minutes away from me, who was dizzy and weak from hunger. It only took half a second for Chiba Makoto to I thought of a reason to convince myself: It's not okay to go hungry. After all, only when you are full can you have the strength to cope with all abnormal events.
Convinced myself, I picked up the chopsticks and put the noodles into my mouth. My mouth was full of deliciousness. It is indeed a time-honored brand, and its craftsmanship cannot be said. It can be seen from this wooden trolley with a very retro shape. Obik has been setting up his stall for a long time.
While stuffing noodles into his mouth, Chiba Makoto did not let go of his vigilance and guard. He kept looking at Obik from the corner of his eye. Although he knew that in the original work, he was not a bad person, but he was on guard against others. Heart is indispensable.
I saw him cleaning up the small kitchen table skillfully, and looking at Chiba Makoto who was devouring the food from the corner of his eye. The delicious food from the guests was the best praise for the chef's craftsmanship, which filled his face with a smile. . Two minutes later
‘Bang! ’
The big bowl was put back on the table, with only a little soup residue left in it, and all the noodles and soup went into Chiba Cheng’s stomach.
‘Hoo! Chiba Cheng, whose forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat after eating, let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his belly with great satisfaction, and after eating and drinking enough, his whole body was full of strength, and he said with great energy: "How much is it?"< br>
Busy Obik, who was finishing up, then raised his head and pointed at the support pillar at the end of the trolley. Chiba Makoto turned around and saw an old-looking menu sign hanging on each of the two wooden pillars. One was about buckwheat soup noodles and the other was. Sauce soba noodles.
Such a large bowl of buckwheat noodle soup only cost 200 yuan. Chiba Makoto was extremely tempted and wanted to eat it every day. It was so cheap that it was probably just a cost and there was no money to be made at all.
Pull the backpack over, unzip it, find the wallet, take out two hundred-yuan coins and put them on the table. Obik saw the documents and camera bag stuffed in the mesh pocket on the side of the backpack, and said: "Guest, are you a reporter?"
Chiba Makoto, who was just about to put the money into the wooden box, paused, nodded, and then stuffed the two coins into the money box in the small cabinet. .
"Then have you heard of Obik?"
Qianye Cheng immediately wanted to take out the magic stick. These words were as frightening as "Fellow Taoist Stay", Looking up at Obik, he glanced at the pot in the middle of the stall with the lid still covered, and there was no movement.
Without waiting for Chiba Cheng to answer, Obik said to himself: "There is a legend circulating in this area. There is a monster named Obik who haunts the dark night. If you hear someone shouting behind you at night, 'Play with me, play with Obik', Remember, never look back.”
When Obik spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice and added a mysterious tone, which made him tell ghost stories on the radio station, matching the darkness and silence around him. The environment is indeed scary.
It’s just
What emerged in Chiba Cheng’s mind was Obik holding his shadow, looking at the unrecognizable village, shouting with great excitement: "The village of the past is back, That's the lookout, that's the clear river, that's the lotus root pond"
After Obik finished telling the 'ghost' story, he saw that the boy opposite had no reaction. This is very difficult for the storyteller. , it was such a failure.
But Obik was not discouraged, and continued according to the script he had thought about for a long time: "Do you want to see him?"
Chiba Cheng nodded, put his backpack on his back, unzipped his coat, and stretched When I went inside to get something, the lid of the cooking pot suddenly floated, and a childish voice came from inside. The voice came: "Play with me, play with Obik!"
Obik's face showed a smile of excitement and joy, and then he saw Chiba Cheng, who had no reaction, and his face instantly I collapsed, and I immediately wondered if what I did was not scary enough. Otherwise, why didn't the other party react at all?
Then the final killing move was activated. The lid of the pot suddenly flew away, and a black object emerged from it, shouting loudly: "Come and play with Obik!"
(End of this chapter)