"Big-headed ghost, can you smell it? It smells so strong of meat!"

The girl with a red bellyband kept sniffling, her eyes flashing with obsession.

The pink and tender face painted with blush can't help but show the look of hunger and thirst.

"It's delicious, it's delicious! Come on! Let's... go eat!"

The obese boy is stupid by nature and can only repeat a few sentences.

"No, big-headed ghost! The master said that if you leave the altar 150 steps without his instructions... you will be severely punished."

Thinking of Mr. Er's cruel methods of robbing souls, the girl shuddered, seeming to be extremely frightened.

Each of them suffered great torture during their lifetime, until their original sanity was lost.

Then he was fed with human sacrifices and blood for a hundred days, cultivating an extremely ferocious and evil thought.

After seven, seven and forty-nine days of refining, various inspirations were collected to cast the soul body.

Only in this way can you master this Taoist technique and use it to transport people.

The five-headed imp is just like the servants kept by a wealthy family.

The second gentleman is the domineering "master".

A slave cannot betray his master, let alone resist.

"But it smells really good...not only meat, but also other flavors!"

The girl sniffed gently, distinguishing the yang energy, essence energy and vitality energy from it, and she couldn't stop.

"Smells! It smells so good!"

The obese boy was even more miserable, with saliva flowing down his black mouth, looking stupid.

He seemed to be extremely hungry, and the glutton in his stomach was aroused.

He actually put his fingers in his mouth and started chewing them, just like chewing crispy radish.

"Huh? It seems like we are patrolling the camp!"

The girl took a sip and was about to turn around and leave.

But the fragrance is like substance, floating gently over.

If there is, if not, it seems not far away, very close.

"Go...eat."

The obese boy clapped his hands vigorously and couldn't wait.

"Okay, big-headed ghost, you hide aside! If it's an evil person, just sneak into the shadows and look for opportunities to freeze the opponent's figure!"

The girl is smart and cunning, so she explained it specifically.

"Hear...it's here."

The obese boy nodded slowly, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

The two little ghosts floated away following the smell without touching the ground.

After walking less than thirty steps, I saw a wonton stall set up at the corner.

The hot steam from the soup pot and the lingering fragrance seduce the strong desire of girls and obese boys.

"You two gentlemen, please have a bowl of wontons, they are delicious!"

The honest-looking old man asked with a smile.

"Are you also...a ghost?"

The girl opened her eyes wide, and big question marks popped up in her little head.

Why is there a wonton stall in the patrol camp of the Bingma Division? This is not a yin market!

Before it had time to ask, the old man opened the pot and the boiling water bubbled out the steam.

Skillfully fish out a dozen cooked wontons, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and inject bright soup.

The alluring and strong fragrance made the two little devils’ eyes shine and they swallowed like crazy.

They are yin objects and do not need food and wine.

In the past, even if they were driven by Mr. Er, there were still people who sacrificed blood and food as offerings.

But for some reason, this old ghost made a bowl of wontons in front of you.

Compared with fresh favorites, pure popularity is more tempting.

Seduce the greedy desires of these two brats!

"Nanny has no money..."

The girl blinked her dark eyes and said pitifully.

"It turns out you are a poor man! Then don't eat it!"

The old man's expression changed and he decisively took the bowl of wontons back.

"Grandpa..."

The girl's mouth dropped, as if she was about to cry.

"Don't have random relationships! Even if you are my granddaughter, you have to pay for food!"

The old man looked disgusted and shook the rag in his hand as if to ward off flies.

The obese boy's black mouth opened and closed, calling Aba Aba.

"Eat..."

When the girl saw that the old man selling wontons was not fooled, she became angry and said:

"Useless big-headed ghost! He just knows how to eat!

Let’s overturn the old man’s stall and cook him together! Eat him dry and wipe him clean!”

It raised two eyebrows as if it were angry.

The inferior blusher fluttered down, and a large amount of pink miasma emitted, trying to confuse the old man.

The five ghosts refined by Mr. Er each have different methods.

The scholar-like Qi ghost can steal Qi and impose bad luck.

Obese boys are drunkards who tend to paralyze their minds and freeze their bodies.

The girl is a pervert, aroused by lust and confused.

There are also wealth ghosts who serve as eyes and ears, and profit ghosts who specialize in protecting the body.

"Help!"

The obese boy patted his bulging belly, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of turbid wine.

Straight as a sword, stab and kill!

Seeing the two brats showing off their abilities, the old man's arrogance suddenly disappeared, he shrank his neck and shouted:

"Master Jiu! Help!"

Master Jiu?

Who?

Only then did the girl see a tall figure sitting on the bench behind her.

Still a great person!

"Whether in the human world or in the underworld, there is no reason to eat the Overlord's meal!"

The man held a knife in his right hand and had exquisite embroidery on his robe. He turned around.

The white python on its chest glares angrily and spreads its beard, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, emitting a blazing golden-red flame.

What a profound dragon-tiger spirit!

"He's an official! Big-headed ghost! The wind is blowing!"

The girl was the cleverest, spitting out pink miasma from her small mouth to stop her.

As long as you inhale it, it doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost.

Everyone will be fascinated and confused.

The obese boy is greedy by nature, but he still can't let go of the steaming bowl of wontons.

"Eat you!"

Its eyes were wide open and white, and its black and swollen face had a vicious aura.

Her thick little hands flapped, her pregnant belly trembled, and she shot out several turbid water arrows.

Its power is enough to tear the flesh and cut gold and iron!
To be continued...