C7

Chapter 7 - The Ghost's Stomach

The meaning behind his words was: We're all from the same root, so why rush? We're all ghosts, why do we have to kill them all?

After all, I am under his command. At the very least, before I can find my master, I will probably be enslaved by him for a very long time.

This ghost's hostility is so heavy, what if he destroys me at any time if he isn't happy? For the sake of my own future, I've put in a lot of effort.

"What about tonight's dinner?" His expression was cold and merciless, his expression arrogant.

Although the man in front of them had a face like a ghost, it was still hard for people to like him.

I even secretly thought that the reason why he became a ghost was because he was killed by someone. Maybe it was because his character was too annoying when he was alive and he was killed by someone.

As for being a ghost, and a ghost who had forgotten how he died, how could a dog not eat when he was already so hateful? Maybe he was talking about the male ghost.

But facing his cold eyes, I didn't struggle for even a second and decisively admitted defeat. "Erm … Why don't you take a look around and see if there's anything else around.

With so many ghosts just now, Jiang Yan had already turned into ashes. Jiang Family probably did not have any ghosts, so it seemed that Old Boys could only starve herself to death tonight. But how can I be so happy?

"Humph!" He coldly snorted. Just as I was about to apologize, someone lifted the back of my collar and changed the scene in the next second.

"Where is this?" I looked at the small, single apartment and was a little stunned.

Is it the residence of the Old Boys?

That shouldn't be the case. Judging from his dressing, he should be a person who liked dark, disciplined, and serious places. The small apartment before him looked like it belonged to a normal person.

What's more, he was so powerful and awesome. Would he really live in such a small apartment? Wasn't he a ghost? Was it really good to live in this apartment in broad daylight?

"From now on, you will live here. Every night, I will come here to get my own dinner. If you don't hand it over someday, hmph." The last two tones were so low that I shivered.

Heavens, what kind of time is this? With my abilities, I can barely deal with a normal kid, wraith? He quickly shook his head and decided to forget about it.

Originally, I wanted to go back and ask Master for help. Even if I couldn't get rid of this Old Boys in front of me, I could at least give me a few magic treasures, or teach me some skills and catch a few wraiths.

I don't know where Master went. Sigh, I couldn't really help him in the past, and now that there's an urgent matter for me, I don't even know where he went. He really is an unreliable master.

"Let me tell you, if you dare to run, then I won't eat any more evil spirits." After I finished speaking, the male ghost in front of me sized me up once: "Although your meat is a little lacking, a full meal can still solve the difficult situation in front of me."

As the meat on the chopping block, I felt that from the inside out, from the depths of my soul to my skin, my entire body was ice-cold.

I have even suspected that this Old Boys in front of me is thinking about how to eat me up first. He extracted the soul, fried it, fried it, cooked it, stewed it …

A thousand and one hundred ways to die suddenly appeared in my mind, making me feel bad.

After having been involved with the supernatural for so many years, I had never felt such fear before, other than when I was young and saw ghosts for the first time due to the Yin Yang Eyes. After all, even though Master was only a half-hearted master, he was still famous outside and had used it to broaden my horizons.

After following my master for so many years, I can be said to have gotten used to big scenes. But now, this male ghost brought me a completely different understanding of him. It was as if he could pinch me to death with a single move of his fingers.

Not only that, even if his master was in front of him, it didn't seem to be enough for him to play around with.

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

For the sake of my own life, I nodded decisively and promised him, "That won't happen. Look, you just saved me today and are my savior. No, it's to save a ghost. No matter what, I wouldn't do something that would cause such an enmity to be repaid." After saying that, he even sent a fawning smile.

Furthermore, this voice is so fake that even I felt goosebumps all over my body. Su Ning and Su Ning, how can you be so useless?

Are you still the disciple of the Zhang's descendants? Are you still mortician? Are you still the self-reliant person?

Why did he suddenly turn into a puppy when he was in front of this man? Ye Zichen looked down on him for a while, but the smile on his face didn't change at all.

"You'd better put it that way, but I'm also a person with both rewards and penalties. If you help me catch enough evil spirits, then when the time comes, I'll make your Yin Yang Eyes more useful."

"Really?" My two great weapons are the Pure Yin Body and Yin Yang Eyes.

However, other than the Yin Yang Eyes being able to see some strange things, it doesn't seem to be of much help. The help I'm referring to is the fact that it doesn't have any offensive abilities.

Pure Yin Body?

There was no need to talk about that. Even though it had made things easier for him, it had brought him countless troubles.

For example, a Pure Yin Body like mine is a natural born cauldron. Not only that, to those evil spirits, it is an exceptional delicacy.

Just like that, I lived in fear every day, afraid that I would become the food for those ghosts.

It would have been alright if he didn't have the Yin Yang Eyes. After all, he didn't know anything about supernatural events, and it wasn't a big deal if he died.

But now I can see the ghosts, see how they hurt me and eat me, and that's different.

He had once asked his master if there was any way to resolve this, but his master stroked his goatee and shook his head, a grave look on his face.

He thought that his hopes had been dashed, but who knew that there would be another opportunity!

The Old Boys in front of him seemed to laugh lightly, and said: "As long as you are obedient, you will naturally have what you need." It was as if he was comforting a dog that begged for bones.

His tone was rather uncomfortable, but was I qualified to resist?

No.

Not only did I not resist, I smiled even more happily. "Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I will definitely think of a way to catch enough wraiths for you. It's just that … Do you have to find a way to keep me safe? At least until you're full. "

After all, I'm a weak chicken right now, and I have to go catch a ghost in particular.