"who?!"
The sound of kicking the door alarmed Qin Shaoyou, he turned around and slashed out with his knife.
"The night watchman of the Demon Suppression Department."
The person who kicked the door quickly retreated and identified himself at the same time to avoid accidental injury.
Qin Shaoyou used the light of the lantern to see clearly the uniform of the Demon Suppression Division on the person who came, the identity badge in his hand, and Qin Daoren who was following them.
Then he withdrew the knife that he had drawn out, but did not put it into the sheath. He pointed the knife at the erotic book in the cabinet.
"You are finally here. A female ghost crawled out of this book just now."
"Where's the female ghost?"
The night watchman holding a lantern asked, and the shadows in the room illuminated by the flickering candles added a bit of weirdness and gloom.
"Killed by me."
Qin Shaoyou's answer was obviously beyond the night watchman's expectations.
They looked at each other and asked in confusion: "Since you can kill the ghost in the painting, why did you send a signal to call for reinforcements?"
"Because before the fight started, I wasn't sure I could kill her. Of course I had to be careful and make the safest choice." Qin Shaoyou said seriously.
"this……"
Several night watchmen looked at each other.
If others had said this, they would have scolded the other party for abusing the Cloud Piercing Arrow. But they couldn't say that to Qin Shaoyou.
Who let Qin Shaoyou have a brother-in-law who is an official of Baihu of the Demon Suppression Department?
They even had to praise: "Master Xiao Qin is really... cautious in his style."
Qin Shaoyou was very satisfied with this evaluation and sighed: "It's better to be cautious. In this season when demons and ghosts are rampant, no matter how cautious you are, you can't be too cautious, right?"
What can a few night watchmen say? I can only say yes with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, a night watchman took out a box covered with talisman paper from the cage he was carrying, put the erotic book in it, and took it back to the Demon Suppression Department for identification and inspection.
By the light of the night watchman's lantern, Qin Shaoyou noticed that there was a missing person on the cover of the erotic book.
What was missing was the female ghost he killed.
After putting away the erotic book, the night watchman inspected Qin Shaoyou's room again.
They didn't find the remaining ghost aura, but they were almost injured by the trap set by Qin Shaoyou.
This made them really want to scold their mother - for setting up so many traps in their own room, are you being too cautious? Aren't you afraid of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and injuring yourself?
But reason defeated impulse, and they didn't dare to curse.
After carefully and quickly completing the inspection, several night watchmen hurriedly left, fearing that if they took a step slower, they would break the defense.
"Forget it when you come in and climb over the wall when you leave. What's wrong with that?"
Qin Daoren couldn't help but shake his head when he saw that these night watchmen did not leave the courtyard door he had opened, but chose to climb over the wall.
Little did he know that these night watchmen were frightened by the trap set by Qin Shaoyou. They were afraid that there would be traps near the courtyard gate, so they chose to take the original route.
Even the position and movements of climbing over the wall remained the same as when they came.
"That's right, it's too dogmatic." Qin Shaoyou agreed, but what he was thinking in his heart was: It seems a little too easy to climb this wall? Some arrangements have to be made.
Just as he was thinking about it, he found that his father and his mother, who had just left the house, had their eyes on him.
Qin Shaoyou thought they didn't understand the word 'dogmatism', and was about to explain when his mother said: "Xiao Qi, I just heard you say in the house that the female ghost came from an erotic book. Climbed out?"
"right."
Qin Shaoyou responded first, then realized something was wrong and quickly explained:
"That erotic book has nothing to do with me. It was brought to the Yamen of the Demon Suppressing Department by my subordinates when they were on patrol, and I found it and confiscated it. Although I took it home, I didn't read it. I planned to put it away for a while, waiting for that person. If you behave well, return it to him..."
Qin Daoren patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "No need to explain so much, we believe you."
Then he asked about the situation when fighting the female ghost, and based on his years of experience, he gave some suggestions.
Qin Shaoyou only felt that he had benefited a lot.
After the review, Qin Daoren yawned and said, "Your mother and I have gone back to the room to rest. You should go to bed early... Oh, by the way, what do you think of Haocheng?"
Qin Shaoyou was still immersed in the review and subconsciously replied: "Continuous blessings, eternal god!"
He regretted saying this.
Sure enough, when he looked at Qin Daoren, he looked like he was smiling but not smiling, as if to say: 'Look how you can pretend to be a kid'.
"I just turned it over...just once." Qin Shao explained with a smile, extremely embarrassed.
Is there anything more embarrassing than being caught by your parents reading erotic books?
Hmm, it seems that there really is...
Qin Daoren, who succeeded in seducing him, laughed: "No need to explain, we all understand. You have grown up and are full of blood. It is normal to have these needs. You just need to know how to exercise restraint and not to overdo it, otherwise it will affect your cultivation. Also, in the future If you encounter something like this again, don't blame your subordinates, as this could easily reveal your secret. The best person to blame is the prison guard. Because this kind of person is difficult for outsiders to see and is not easy to be confronted and questioned..."
Qin Daoren was a little carried away, so much so that when he was imparting his experience, he forgot that his wife was still beside him.
Qin Li was yawning constantly and was drowsy, but after hearing Qin Daoren's words, she suddenly became energetic, stared and said with her hands on her hips:
"No wonder you always liked to talk about work with the jailer, and you always talked about it very late. I have been wondering for a long time, what kind of work can you talk to the jailer about? Now I know that these are all excuses you made! Say it , where did you go those days when you came home late? Also, why do you know so much about the contents of the erotic book?!"
"No, I was really talking about work before. As for the content of the erotic book, I heard it from others, and I haven't read a page... Hey, hey, don't twist your ears, Xiao Qi is still here, give it to me Can you please save some face... It hurts, it hurts, go back to the house, we will close the door when we get back to the house."
Qin Daoren covered his ears and begged for mercy, but was dragged back to the room by Qin Li.
In the days that followed, whether he slept on the bed or on the floor depended on whether he could straighten out all the lies he had told before.
Qin Shaoyou was very happy to see this scene.
Having someone to die with makes it less awkward.
After watching his parents return to the room, close the door and start the 'interrogation', Qin Shaoyou did not go back to the house to sleep, but went to the kitchen with a knife.
After killing the female ghost, Qin Shaoyou really had a new page in the recipe book in his mind.
It's a new dish called 'fried ghost'.
The main ingredient used in this dish is the female ghost he killed.
In the recipe, this female ghost is named "祼鬼". She was originally a poor person who was harmed by demons, but after her death, she was willing to help demons seduce and kill others in order to obtain flesh, blood and yang energy, and she sank step by step. Degenerated into an evil spirit.
Although pitiful, it is also hateful.
The method of making fried ghost is very simple. Just put the ghost into the pan and deep-fry it until golden brown, then you can eat it.
As for its effect, Qin Shaoyou's eyes lit up.
"Warriors who are full of blood and energy eat it, which can melt the blood and energy into the organs, muscles and bones to strengthen the muscles and bones and strengthen the body. It can also obtain the talent of [Skillful Tongue]."
"I guessed it right. The update of the recipe is really related to killing monsters and ghosts. The effect of fried ghosts to melt blood into the organs and bones is a key step in breaking through from the blood and gas realm to the muscles and bones realm... However, this [Qiao Tongue" 】What is talent?”
In the kitchen, Qin Shaoyou was lighting a fire and thinking.
Is it to make the tongue more flexible?
The kind that can speak like a lotus flower and eat snails without a toothpick?
Oops, if the female ghost in the painting had said she had this talent, I wouldn't have hacked her to death, and I would have tried it anyway.
Well, forget it, it’s better to chop him to death. If he is attacked by her while trying, even if he can save his life, he will not be able to save his roots...
But what's the use of this talent? Are you going to change your career to become a duck?
Although my handsome face is indeed suitable for a soft job, the problem is that I don’t know any rich women!
Qin Shaoyou was thinking wildly, but a sentence was refreshed on the page about fried ghosts in the recipe.
[Note]: A person with a clever tongue is eloquent.
It is the explanation of the talent of [Smart Tongue].
"A eloquent person?"
Qin Shaoyou recalled the experience of the female ghost in the painting who almost bewitched him with a bad lie when she first appeared.
Could it be that the [Smooth Tongue] talent allows him to have similar abilities?
I just don’t know how effective it will be.
"It turns out it's not the eloquent ability I thought..."
Qin Shaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little regretful.
When the fire was burning, Qin Shaoyou picked up the jar on the stove and poured some vegetable oil into the pot.
The oil was quickly heated until it was scalding hot, and with Qin Shaoyou's thoughts, he took the female ghost in the painting out of the recipe.
At this moment, the female ghost in the painting is no longer the exaggerated gourd-shaped figure before, but has become a mass of obscure black energy.
The black gas came out of the recipe and fell directly into the oil pan. It was obviously an invisible object, but it was fried with a 'squeaking' sound.
In a short time, it exploded from pitch black to golden, from a spiritual body to a solid one.
It looks crispy and has an attractive aroma.
The only thing that made Qin Shaoyou feel regretful was that a ghost made only one fried ghost.
It is impossible to eat it every day like Demon Wolf Blood Tofu.
After all, in the Demon Suppression Department, eating demon meat and drinking demon blood is not uncommon, but eating ghosts...
I really haven't heard of it.
And there is no mysterious recipe, so it is not an easy task to collect the slain ghosts.
Qin Shaoyou took the fried ghost out of the pot, turned off the stove fire, scooped up the used vegetable oil, put it into an empty bowl, and kept it for the next cooking time.
Then he picked up the fried ghost that had cooled down and took a bite.
It's fluffy and crispy, and tastes very similar to fried dough sticks. It's worthy of being called fried dough sticks. It would be even better if it comes with a bowl of soy milk.
After eating the fried ghost in several bites, Qin Shaoyou felt the blood in his body begin to surge.
He knew this was a sign that his blood was going to melt into his organs and bones, so he hurried back to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, put the knife next to his right hand, and took out a cloud-piercing arrow and put it on his left hand.
With such an arrangement, if something unexpected happens while smelting blood, we can respond in time.
As soon as he finished doing this, a severe pain swept over Qin Shaoyou's body.
And in the Demon Suppression Department, the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch has no eyeballs, and the empty eyes are filled with blood and tears again...
