The mistress said that the two siblings should first kill the elder sister to help her relieve her anger, and then take away the younger brother.
But what they didn't expect was that this sister actually had no fear of them at all, leaving them unable to do anything.
And that younger brother was actually hiding in a place they couldn't touch, and he wouldn't come out even if he was beaten to death. He’s also catching ghost masters, bah!
At this time, Jin Qing was completely mesmerized by the aroma of meat in the pot. She lifted the lid with one hand and a large amount of steam rushed towards her. She greedily breathed in the aroma that hit her face, and uncontrollably poured into the pot. Look inside.
The ghosts were ecstatic: the opportunity finally came.
Through the thick water vapor, Jin Qing saw the scene in the pot.
A boiled human head was tumbling up and down in the car. The rich smell of meat was emanating from this head.
After seeing Jin Qing lift the lid of the pot, the head's face turned up, facing Jin Qing's direction.
Due to the long time of boiling, the water in the pot turned milky white, and it was impossible to tell whether the head was male or female.
The hair and scalp of the human head have fallen out.
The ears and nose were probably mutilated due to friction with the pot wall, and the flesh on the face also flew up.
The two eyeballs were gray-white due to being boiled for too long, and the eyelids had also been boiled.
The head itself is still ignorant and indifferent, rolling in the pot, as if being boiled is a very happy thing.
When he saw Jin Qing looking down at him, Rentou tried his best to give Jin Qing a smile.
The moment he smiled, all the flesh on his face burst open like wood shavings, and pieces fell off his face, sinking to the bottom of the pot, and his eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets.
Rentou didn't feel anything wrong at all, and squeezed out a sentence from his tattered and broken lips: "The soup is ready, do you want to try it?"
Before he finished speaking, the tongue of the human head spurted out, splashing a stream of soup.
The head was very satisfied with the effect he had made. His gray eyeballs stared at Jin Qing, waiting for her scream.
And the little devils who were watching eagerly next to her began to get ready to move, planning to pounce on the woman who was getting in the way and tear her into pieces as soon as possible.
Jin Qing: ""What should I do if I feel like I don't want to drink broth anymore?
Jin Qing really wanted to scream at this time. She was not confused in the first place, she just wanted to see what new tricks these ghosts had up their sleeves.
But Jin Qing didn't expect that they would come up with such a disgusting method.
Holding the lid of the pot, Jin Qing rubbed the jasmine seeds. He originally wanted to keep these imps to scare Zheng Jiaqi and give him courage. Ever since he was possessed by a ghost, this guy has become extremely cowardly.
707 sighed: How many times have I told you that Zheng Jiaqi is scared because of Zheng Jiayao's death?
But what Jin Qing didn't expect was that these brats would actually light a fire, so they couldn't stay.
She didn't want to wait until she came back after killing Yin Tao and found out that the kiddies had stolen the house in order to force Zheng Jiaqi out. She didn't have the money to buy another house.
As the head kept floating up and down in the pot, the veins on Jin Qing's forehead also jumped.
She didn't understand why all the monsters she met wanted to make her bankrupt.
The head in the pot also felt strange. He didn't understand why the woman he met today didn't scream in fear like the others.
When the other little ghosts saw that there was no drama on Rentou's side, they all dispersed and went back to scare Zheng Jiaqi.
Jin Qing was left alone, watching with pain as the heads in the pot continued to roll with the hot water.
After thinking for a while, Jin Qing decided: It is better to eliminate all such dangerous potential arsonists first!
Notification 707 continued to observe Yin Tao's movements, put the lid on the pot, Jin Qing picked up the pot and walked to the toilet. She did not believe that Zheng Jiaqi could resist such fragrant broth, and it was safe to pour it out.
When the other kids saw her actions, they didn't react at all. They continued to stare at Zheng Jiaqi's door and tried to lure him out.
As for what Jin Qing wants to do, they don't care. They can't scare Jin Qing anyway, and Jin Qing won't disturb their work.
So whether she was eating from the pot or not was none of their business.
Jin Qing ignored the other ghosts' tossing and went to the toilet with broth.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked to the toilet, she heard a gurgling sound coming from the toilet, and the harsh noise made by some nails scratching the toilet seat.
The veins on Jin Qing's head finally popped out. Don't tell her that there is also a ghost cooking in the toilet.
He opened the toilet lid with his toes. Jin Qing did not expect that what he saw was not a toilet full of boiling water.
Instead, it was a ghost claw with long nails sticking out from the toilet drain.
As the ghost claws slowly extended, there was a gurgling sound from the drain.
The ghost claws were corroded by something unknown, and the entire blue-black arm was full of pits and covered with maggots and excrement.
The ghost claw stretched and retracted twice, waving its long black nails and making several scratching movements.
A few maggots fell from the fingertips with their excrement, rolled a few times on the smooth toilet, and continued to crawl up the arm unyieldingly.
Jin Qing: ""This sight, combined with the fragrant broth, makes her feel like she doesn't want to eat chicken feet this week!
At this time, the ghost claws found that they could not touch the toilet seat, so they stopped scratching, and stretched out another hand from the toilet drain.
The two hands rubbed together, and the rotten flesh on the arm fell off piece by piece with maggots on it. It seemed like something was trying to crawl out of the toilet.
At the same time, a sinister smile came from the pot in Jin Qing's hand: "Thank you, I finally found my body!"
Afterwards, the head fell silent, waiting for Jin Qing's panicked scream, leaving only bursts of gurgling sounds in the toilet.
Jin Qing's patience finally reached its critical point. He opened the lid of the pot and poured the head and the hot soup into the toilet: "Let's get together as a family!"
Then he picked up the toilet brush next to him and twisted the human head and arms in the toilet into a ball of rotten paste with bone residue.
Before he could even scream, his proud body was smashed to pieces by Jin Qing.
The human head seals its soul into the body of the dead, and then uses the body of the dead to scare people in various places and gain energy for itself.
Therefore, it requires a lot of soul power to control other people's bodies.
Unless he breaks away from the body he controls, damage to his body will also cause damage to his soul.
This time, Jin Qing's actions were so fast that his body unexpectedly disappeared and his soul also drifted away.
Jin Qing struggled to flush the mess of rotten meat down the toilet.
He looked at the toilet brush with minced meat in his hand with satisfaction, and sighed: The quality of this shit stirrer is really good!
