It's the smell of fried eggs and burnt oil, the sweetness of rice porridge...
This is really too tempting for a hungry ghost like me.
I extremely suspected that I had diarrhea and had an illusory taste, until I went out and the smell became even stronger.
After smelling the fragrance, I came down to the first floor.
There are several things placed on the dining table on the first floor.
A few fried eggs, a small crock pot of rice porridge, fried beef slices full of brown color, dotted with a thin layer of salt.
The rice porridge is fragrant and sweet, filling your nose, mouth and tongue. The peculiar aroma of the fried eggs between burnt and mushy is even more tempting.
After swallowing, I didn't have to think about who did this. I was the only one in the whole villa.
I looked at the room where mother and daughter lived. The door was closed.
"Thank you", I shouted and started eating eagerly.
At noon, as a thank you for breakfast, I went to the town and bought a puppet.
It was placed at the door like last time and disappeared after a while.
In the remaining time, I started to clean the villa. The whole villa was not small, and it was a big project for one person to clean it.
It’s almost lunch time, and the smell of food wafts out from the first floor again.
I took the mop and went downstairs. On the dining table were steamed rice and two vegetables, braised eggplant and stir-fried diced beef.
The portion is just enough for me to eat alone.
Through the window, you can see a little girl playing on the swing, accompanied by her mother.
They don't seem to need to eat. I still don't understand whether ghosts need to eat.
It can be eaten, but it seems that it is not necessary to eat it.
I washed my hands and sat down to eat, looking out the window from time to time.
There was a figure swaying outside, the figure leaning against the tree and reading a book.
After staying there for two days, I learned more about the mother and daughter.
The woman's name is Lin Xin, and her daughter's name is Tang Jia.
Tang Jia usually spends most of his time playing on the swing or in his house, while Lin Xin likes to sit under the tree and read a book while looking at Tang Jia.
As for the cause of their death, they didn't say anything, and I didn't ask too much.
We have a strange relationship,
Lin Xin would help me cook silently, maybe because she couldn't stand my cooking skills.
To be honest, Lin Xin's cooking skills are really good. After eating her dishes, I really don't want to use a knife.
In return, I will bring Tang Jia candies, toys and other things from the town.
Lin Xin probably likes reading, but the storage compartments in the villa only have a few books, so she is often seen flipping through those books.
So I bought a dozen books to fill the storage compartment. By chance, I saw that one book was missing.
The back view under the ginkgo tree is very peaceful, and the creaking sound of the swing and the gradual sound of turning books add to the villa's vitality.
There was no need to talk between us, there seemed to be a tacit understanding.
In addition to the swing and the room, Tang Jia also has a new place to go. On the sofa on the first floor,
She wouldn't have stayed on the first floor in the past.
Maybe it’s because I’m getting more and more familiar with her, so I naturally have a good impression of her after giving her so many things.
Seeing me staying on the sofa, she slowly came over.
Not talking, just playing with the Rubik's Cube,
Erhu Taoist priests pulled me into a mysterious group chat, which seemed to be about people in the industry.
There are a bunch of braggarts in the group, and Taoist Erhu is one of them.
His group nickname is Tianshi Erhu, and when he blows it, he is as good as the other two. When I joined the group, he had just finished blowing the cowhide.
He said that the evil spirit that invaded Fulong Mountain could wear human skin. If he hadn't discovered it early, he would have died.
Something big is going to happen in Fulong Mountain, so he kills the seven or forty-nine human skins of the evil spirits with one sword and one person, and rescues the other trapped Celestial Masters.
I even chased the great evil cultivator Zhang Asi for several thousand kilometers, and in order to save the passing villagers, I was not allowed to escape.
I?
Is he after me?
I was a little confused at first, but when I looked up the chat history, I suddenly realized that I, Zhang Asi, had become the evil person who led evil spirits into Fulong Mountain.
Why did Zhang Asi use the immortal cover to seal away the three heavenly masters, and Zhang Asi used tricks to drive away thousands of Fulong Mountain disciples?
Zhang Ah Si drives the Peeled Ghost to cause havoc in Fulong Mountain and so on.
When I thought about Master Sanhua deliberately attacking me and letting me go, I immediately understood.
In order to maintain the reputation of Fulong Mountain, Sanhua Celestial Master used my name to create the illusion that there were multiple factors that caused the accident in Fulong Mountain, making it appear that Fulong Mountain was not so passive at the time.
The more powerful the enemy is, the less face Fulongshan will lose.
I don't think there's anything wrong with this. Isn't it just reputation? If I didn’t say I was Zhang Ahsi, who would know?
Besides, I still made money and got a double eye.
But since the name Zhang Ahsi has become everyone’s enemy, I have no choice but to use other nicknames.
After confirming that there was no such name in the group, I decisively changed my nickname to Tianshi Si Tong.
Within the group:
Little Bell from the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau: "Wow! The Four-Eyed Celestial Master has joined the group. Let me tell you, the people invited by the Erhu Celestial Master must be extraordinary."
"I heard that the Four-Eyed Celestial Master is very handsome!".
Ghost hunting expert Wang Zhi: "Junior Wang Zhi has met the Celestial Master."
Red Lady Li Muyu; 'My little girl has met the Heavenly Master'
Ah Huai, the corpse chaser: "I have seen the Heavenly Master."
............
Wang Zhi took the lead, and everyone in the group responded one by one.
I was at a loss as I held my phone. It seemed like I was playing too big a game. I hoped that the Four-Eyed Celestial Master was not in the group.
They made me hesitate to send a message for a long time.
Finally, after struggling for a long time, I finally said "hmm".
After sending it out.
Xiao Lingdang from the Supernatural Countermeasures Bureau immediately replied: "It is said that the four pupils of the Heavenly Master are very cold and cold. It seems to be true."
Red Lady Li Muyu: "Don't speculate on the Heavenly Master casually, Lingdang. The Heavenly Master is not someone we can understand."
Ah Huai, the corpse chaser: "We are all just children in front of the Heavenly Master."
Taoist Erhu did not expose me, but catered to me and said: "My junior brother is relatively withdrawn and may not show up often. You can also try him if you need anything."
With veins jumping on my forehead, I turned off my phone and rubbed my head.
Trouble, I don’t know if I can find out the news about Pee-peeve or about my mother and my sister through this group of people.
As for the skinless ghost, Erhu has asked these people to pay attention to it. Even if they don't see through the ghost's method, they can basically locate the approximate location of the ghost as long as they find the skinless blood corpse.
The only thing I know that can see through the ghost is the double pupil in my left eye. It's no wonder that the ghost would attack the double pupil.
The two double pupils are not in Fulong Mountain, so the Taoist priests naturally do not have the ability to see through them.
Not only is it investigating the whereabouts of the Peeled Ghost, but his own methods also need to be improved.
There is a lot of room for improvement in both Soul Flame and Double Eyes, so I have been practicing these two days, but the effect is not great.
A silent gaze stared at me secretly. When I turned around, I saw it was Tang Jia.
Sensing my gaze, she immediately turned her head back and continued to play with the Rubik's Cube in her hand that she had been playing with for several days and had not been able to recover.
I tried to talk to him: "Do you want me to help you? Can I restore it?".
Tang Jia stopped moving, handed over the Rubik's Cube, and looked at me seriously.
Regarding the Rubik's Cube, I won't let her down. Her cooking skills are not that good, but she has been playing with the Rubik's Cube since she was a child.
Picking up the Rubik's Cube and using only one hand to perform a dazzling twist, the Rubik's Cube restored the six colors.
Tang Jia held the restored Rubik's Cube in his hand and looked up and down, left and right, with eyes full of curiosity.
The serious look of the three or four year old girl is very endearing.
I subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head, but when it was floating above her head, I didn't have the courage to come down.
Still let it go.
It’s good for them and me not to have too good a relationship with them.
It's good to just maintain such a non-interfering relationship. I have never asked them about the cause of death. It would undoubtedly be poking at their sore spots and arrogantly peeking into her depths.
