"Oh, Auntie is here too. I'm also hungry, so I came to Auntie's house to freeload.”
Chen Ziyan looked at Zhao Yanyan, who was pale and her clothes were soaked in cold sweat. She was scared out of her wits. Chen Ziyan ignored her and called out to Zhao Yanyan's mother, who was crawling around aimlessly.
Following this voice, Mother Zhao, who was originally crawling around aimlessly, dragging blood marks on the ground, suddenly turned her gaze over.
Even Mr. Jones, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper with only his upper body left, turned his face, revealing the same empty facial features.
"Ah, isn't this Ziyan? Come in quickly. I'll make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.”
Mother Zhao called out in surprise when she saw Chen Ziyan. At the same time, she turned around and crawled into the kitchen. Everything was the same as when they were alive.
Of course, Chen Ziyan didn't seem to notice the malice that was about to materialize in Mr. and Mrs. Zhao.
"Xiaoyan, you're here. Have a seat. Let's have a drink today.”
After entering the room, Mr. Zhao, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Chen Ziyan and said.
The blood from her waist drenched the sofa, dyeing it black and red.
"Girl, come in. Your Brother Yan is here. Why don't you come over and accompany him? All you do is play with your phone.”
Zhao Yanyan's father shouted at Zhao Yanyan who was standing at the door.
"I…I…I'm so f * cking stupid!”
Zhao Yanyan, who was standing at the door, was dumbfounded. She wanted to run, but she was afraid that something would happen.
After all, the condition for a ghost to kill someone was to sense that the person had discovered them.
If he ran away, wouldn't that mean that he could see them? Then wouldn't he be dead?
But if he went back…he might not die. The most important thing now was to stabilize Chen Ziyan.
As a person of action, Zhao Yanyan would always do what she said.
"Chen Ziyan, who are you talking to? Also, what happened to your eyes?"
Zhao Yanyan sat back down and winked at Chen Ziyan.
"Hey, Yan girl, what's wrong? I'm talking to your parents."
Chen Ziyan laughed as he looked at Zhao Yanyan, who was drenched in cold sweat.
To be honest, Zhao Yanyan was indeed a beauty. She was beautiful and it was a pleasure to see such a beauty panic.
After hearing Chen Ziyan's words, Zhao Yanyan's heart skipped a beat. She knew she was in trouble.
She turned around and saw her mother sticking her head out of the kitchen. She was staring at her quietly and mumbling non-stop.
"See?"
"See?"
"As expected, you saw it!"
His voice grew louder and louder, and his tone became more and more certain. Blood seeped out of his empty facial features.
Seeing this, Zhao Yanyan's back broke out in cold sweat and her face turned even paler.
"Auntie, I'm hungry. Why are you so slow today?”
Seeing Zhao Yanyan almost crying, Chen Ziyan knew that he couldn't go too far, or else it would be hard to clean up the mess. He quickly shouted to the kitchen.
"Alright, I'll be right there."
After hearing Chen Ziyan's words, Mother Zhao replied and went back to the kitchen.
Zhao Yanyan let out a sigh of relief and carefully sat down next to Chen Ziyan. After all, she was the only living person here…
Suddenly, Zhao Yanyan saw Chen Ziyan looking at her "father" with eyes full of…appetite?
It was like a hungry predator seeing a prey that had no ability to resist.
This discovery made Zhao Yanyan stay away from Chen Ziyan. She realized that her childhood sweetheart was really abnormal.
"Soon…just wait a little longer…soon.”
At this moment, Chen Ziyan was almost unable to control his saliva.
The double happiness gave him double the appetite. What was worse was that the headache that he had suppressed was about to relapse. It had only been 20 minutes since he ate the little ghost, and it had already been digested?
At this rate of digestion, Chen Ziyan was a little worried about whether the ghosts in this world were enough for him to have a good night's sleep.
"The dishes are ready. Hurry up and eat."
Not long after, Mrs. Zhao came over with a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.
Of course, this was only the surface. Chen Ziyan and Zhao Yanyan weren't fooled by this trick.
The plate was filled with fat maggots, and Zhao Yanyan could even see the white flesh squirming on the insect's body.
"Ugh ~"
She couldn't help but vomit.
"Hurry up and eat. It won't taste good if it's cold.”
Mother Zhao said to Chen Ziyan with a smile.
If one didn't look at the bloody facial features and the squirming maggots on the plate, it would indeed be a very loving scene.
"Auntie, if you and uncle are dead, then so be it. Why do you want to interfere with Yanyan's life?”
Chen Ziyan said righteously as he looked at Mrs. Zhao, who was holding a plate, and Mr. Zhao, who was sitting on the sofa and had already turned his gaze over.
At this moment, he was not fighting alone. He was the embodiment of justice. Of course, it would be even better if he could wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
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