Chapter 12: The demon who draws infinite hatred (4)
He sighed, turned around and walked out the door, going to the kitchen to boil water.
Qianye looked at Wuji, who was almost unconscious and huddled against the wall. His two arms had been scratched with bloody marks, and he moaned with a slight clenching of teeth.
She once saw people who were under the Bone-Eating Curse, who almost scratched their bodies to death when there was no moon, and committed suicide before surviving the spell.
But Wu Zhou was so quiet. If she hadn't known what the Bone-Eating Curse was, she wouldn't have felt the pain he was suffering at all.
After he died and returned, he brought a kettle in. Qianye was holding a glass of water, lying on the table with his back to Wu Zhou, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Sir, if you really regret it, how about I send him back?"
Chiba raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You can't touch him."
"Then my lord, just make another trip and send him back, so that he can be out of sight." Shen suggested again.
"But I'm sleepy."
"..."
As a ghost, Shi has the obligation to take care of Chiba's food, clothing and daily life, the responsibility to advise her, and the even more unshirkable responsibility to solve all kinds of problems for her, both in life and psychology, and even chatting to relieve her boredom.
"Sir, actually I have never understood why you insist on catching another sexy ghost to use as a ghost?"
Qianye took a sip of water and blinked, "Didn't I say that erotic ghosts are good-looking and ghost angels are easier to raise than demon angels."
"..." Shi was speechless, and then said: "Sir, the appearance of a ghost can change according to your heart. If you say it looks good... what do you want me to look like? What's the problem?"
Qianye glanced at him. Ever since he died and followed her, he has maintained his appearance and never changed.
In fact, he was extremely handsome before his death. If it weren't for that green and sinister face, he would have been a handsome man when he was still alive.
"The so-called pornographic ghosts will enjoy all kinds of erotic things during their lifetime, and they will be extremely charming and charming. One look at them can make people feel close to their bones. To put it simply, pornographic ghosts can do striptease, can you?"
"..." Shi Fan's face was embarrassed, and he finally felt that there were some things that he couldn't do, and some people choked to death talking to each other.
After thinking about it, I still feel that the most urgent task is to deal with Wu Zhou first. After all, if the demon dies in the house, not counting the cultivation of his family, he will have to offer three animal sacrifices and send him a ride, and he will have to spend money.
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"Sir, since he is not a lecher, what kind of monster is he?"
Chiba lay on the table like a dead man and muttered: "How do I know?"
"Sir, you are a heavenly master who has opened your heavenly eyes." Shen reminded.
"Do you think you can see through the sky and the earth if you open your heavenly eye? He has all sorts of messy auras on his body, and what he sees with the heavenly eye is just a dark mass. I thought he was a strange and weird ghost, but who knew it was a chaotic mess?
The aura is so demonic." Qianye thumped the table weakly, took a sip of water, and scratched the table board in frustration.
Mi Piaohu looked even more helpless in mid-air. He looked at Wu Zhou behind Qianye and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Sir, he...should be a fox too."
Qianye raised his head and looked at him strangely, "I've never heard that ghosts can open their eyes."
"No need for the Sky Eye, it's just that he is starting to show his true colors." She raised her finger and pointed, signaling Qianye to look back.
Wu Zhou, who had been curled up quietly on the ground, perhaps didn't even know that a pair of furry ears had appeared on the top of his head between his blood-stained hair.
Compared to the blood and mud all over his body, his long, pointed ears with snow-white fur were spotless, hanging limply and trembling slightly as he panted in pain.