Chapter 116 Tongue Eating

       Previously, the blood that I had spilled out carried a faint corpse smell, while the blood of the hag was enough to cover it.

    Suddenly, Zhao Xi's face flashed a trace of pain. He clenched his stomach tightly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

    The next second, Zhao Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, as if adjusting his breath.

    In the night pot, the old Gong's eyes twinkled as he turned them around, and a strange smile still lingered on his face.

    My expression changed.

    Why did the old Gong laugh again?

    Isn't the danger of the hag already passed? !

    Zhao Xi was closing his eyes to regulate his breath, unaware of the old Gong's laugh.

    My heart becomes heavier and heavier. The last time I came in, the dangers were not so many.

    The old Gong's smile directly leads to an uncertainty of life and death……

    However, he didn't say much besides laughing.

    The next second, the old Gong's head tilted and he stared blankly at the door to the kitchen, muttering in sorrow: "Little lady."

    "Ghosts can be found everywhere. The ghosts in Qia Village are not to be provoked easily. Don't think too much about it."

    I comforted the old Gong with a word.

    However, the old Gong still looked stunned.

    In fact, there is still something wrong with the old Gong.

    I feel that communicating with him is easy to get stuck, like I'm asking my questions and he's answering his.

    It wasn't so obvious before, but after he mentioned the words of the fortune-teller and I questioned him, it started to become apparent.

    I fear that it is unable to digest the soul of the master, and my questions cause a conflict within its own soul. In the future, I should avoid these details. Otherwise, it might destroy Old Gong.

    "Look." The old Gong said another dry remark.

    I furrowed my brow, but didn't reject it. I walked straight to the kitchen and pushed open the door.

    However, the scene that met my eyes made my face color slightly.

    The female corpse was gone...

    The spot where she was lying was left with only a pile of clean white bones, the lingering coldness had disappeared, and even her unformed soul had vanished without a trace.

    The red sand rope and copper coins left by the lock soul method fell on the bones……

    Old Gong seemed to sob twice, but no tears fell from his eyes.

    At this time, there was a sound coming from outside.

    I turned around and left the kitchen door without thinking, back to the front of the living room.

    Zhao Xi was still sitting in the lotus position without moving, but there were fewer sweat beads on his forehead.

    I peered through the crack of the door to see if it was Luo Hush and Zhang Guo.

    But what made me shiver was that there was no living person outside at all.

    Rather than living people, it was three ragged ghosts, two old and one small.

    Their toes were lifted, and their heels were very high.

    Their withered cheeks, emaciated as if covered with bones, yet their stomachs were rounded.

    These three ghosts, clearly the starving ghosts mentioned by Fan Ying!

    The red eye balls, slightly opened mouth, and especially the blood-red tongue.

    Their eyes darted towards the blood-slicked piece of tongue in the courtyard, and then simultaneously towards the door of the hall.

    My face changed slightly, and I slightly shifted my body, retracting my gaze.

    A few seconds later, I peered through the crack of the door again.

    The three ghosts had actually entered the courtyard.

    However... they didn't approach the door of the hall, but instead squatted next to the blood-slicked piece of tongue.

    The two old ghosts raised the tongue and started to chew it with a crunching sound.

    The little ghost pulled at the end and kept gnawing.

    This scene was both bloodstained and bizarre.

    According to logic, ghosts eating food is just to smell its taste.

    Old Gong had previously eaten the oil from the corpse, which was also just sniffing.

    Ghosts who starve eating things, also choose to be born again after death. Ghosts eating actual things, I've never heard of it or seen it before!

    Ten or so minutes later, they finished the tongue piece cleanly. The three ghosts seemed not satisfied and glanced almost simultaneously towards the door of the hall.

    Their noses worked hard, sniffing!

    Suddenly, a hand was resting on my shoulder...

    My face slightly changed color, but I didn't try to break free.

    Then, a cold sensation seemed to spread throughout my body.

    I clearly saw the black shadow under Zhao Xi's feet, which spread to the bottom of my shadow.

    He stood beside me, looking extremely alert and staring at the crack in the door!

    The next second, the three ghosts suddenly froze, looking at each other.

    They still walked towards the door of the hall.

    Zhao Xi's face darkened, showing extreme suspicion.

    Then, he made a hushing gesture and stood against the wall behind the door, beside me.

    The next second, a small ghost baby emerged from the shadow under Zhao Xi's feet.

    The ghost baby bit Zhao Xi's finger and sucked hard.

    Zhao Xi's temples bulged with veins, enduring the pain.

    However, in his other hand, he had several beads that had been given to Lao Gong before.

    A few seconds later, the door creaked open, as if blown by the wind.

    The two old and one young, three starving ghosts, dragged in with a sloshing step, into the hall.

    The door was open halfway, we pressed against the wall behind the door, could see them.

    However, they seemed to be unaware of me and Zhao Xi.

    Is it because Zhao Xi's shadow covers me!?

    The next second, the ghost baby let go of Zhao Xi's fingers and grabbed the medicinal pills in his hand with both hands. It slipped down and went out through the crack in the door.

    The three starving ghosts, as if they had an instantaneous reaction, didn't even turn their bodies around but moved backward horizontally!

    The cold wind with a lingering chill directly closed the door of the hall.

    The dull sound, the door closed firmly!

    Zhao Xi's face turned grim as he looked out through the crack in the door.

    I also looked out, only to see the ghost baby quickly scampering away to the right side of the road outside, pursued by the three starving ghosts!

    In an instant, they disappeared from our view...

    "Starving ghosts of ghostly degree... can directly eat food, this Qia Village's ghostly jail, some too strange... Fortunately, they have low intelligence, otherwise I would not be able to deceive them."

    "It looks like they've been here before?" Zhao Xi murmured thoughtfully.

    When I entered the kitchen before, Zhao Xi didn't open his eyes.

    It should be the starving ghost that wanted to come in, he stopped regulating his breath.

    "The ghost I sealed here is gone; the body is only bones, which should have been eaten." I whispered in response.

    Zhao Xi nodded and said, "Probably they ate it. They sensed your aura on you. Fortunately, you have a heavy lingering coldness, which I could deceive them with that pill. Plus, you were in my shadow, almost no one was around."

    Just as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

    There was a slight tremble in my bamboo basket, and then the lid was hit open, a brightly colored rooster flew out, flapping its wings continuously, its blood-red eyes staring at Zhao Xi intently.

    It shook its neck again and was about to crow!

    I shook my hand suddenly, and a razor was thrown out!

    Clicked, the chicken's head fell to the ground.

    I quickly walked into the kitchen, found a bowl, and then returned to the table in front of me, quickly collecting the chicken blood into the bowl...

    Feeling oppressed, my face also gradually turned ugly.

    This chicken's endurance for ghost energy is too small in six years.

    Zhao Xi was protecting me, but it jumped out.

    Once it crows, it may cause a big problem, all the ghosts in the deep village may be disturbed.

    The old woman screamed in fear, after all, it was just the sound of the ghosts in Qia Village.

    The rooster, however, was something that did not exist in this village.

    Blood quickly filled the entire bowl.

    I quickly pulled out the tail feather of the chicken and picked up the chicken's head, directly threading the tail feather through the cock's crest!