Vol 2 Chapter 653: boiling pot

Vol 2 Chapter 653: boiling pot

It can be said that Xia Feng has a lot of experience in dealing with Specter.

Although Li Gui is only a level 3 ghost, it is different from other ghosts.

Because the ghosts stronger than it, such as ghosts and ghosts, have almost no sanity, and they do not have the ability to lock on targets.

This Specter is like a person suffering from schizophrenia. When he is awake, he is no different from ordinary people, with no problems in thinking and other aspects, but once he becomes ill, he will become a complete lunatic.

The Ace of Spades is full of resentment, and the flame of revenge will make it all the time, and it does not want to kill Xia Feng and Shu Ya.

But it will also take into account that Xia Feng is powerful as a Celestial Master, so he will be very hesitant to choose the timing of his actions.

But if the person to deal with is only Shu Ya, it will be different.

Shu Ya is not a celestial master, nor is she a power user. To put it bluntly, she is just an ordinary person. The Ace of Spades, who has turned into a ghost, is fully capable of killing him.

This is why Xia Fengfeng let Shu Ya stay alone.

It was to use Shu Ya as the bait, so that the Specter who turned into Ace of Spades was hooked.

After all, the Ace of Spades was cautious before death, and after being smashed into a ghost by grievances after death, his thinking ability will also be greatly reduced, and he will be wholeheartedly thinking about revenge.

Xia Feng was not discussing with Shu Ya, but told her clearly that it had to be done.

Shu Ya just nodded and agreed, but didn't say much.

"If something goes wrong here, I'll be there right away."

Xia Feng has nothing to give up. This is also Shu Ya's value. If he stayed here as a bait, the Ace of Spades would not dare to come over after sensing the aura of the Celestial Master.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The crowded traffic outside, gradually returned to a long lonely road, and fell asleep peacefully under the shroud of darkness.

11:50pm.

From the outside, there was still a bright light shining through a window.

It's just that there are weird flickers from time to time, as if the owner of the house is constantly turning on and off the lights.

This is a two bedroom house.

The door of the second bedroom was open, and there was not the slightest bit of popularity inside.

The door of the master bedroom was closed, and a man in his thirties was leaning on the head of the bed and playing games on his mobile phone intently.

There was a loud game sound coming from the phone, and his expression changed richly according to the characters used in the game.

Without noticing at all, the living room with the lights on outside was constantly flickering.

The sound of water "rushing" sparsely came out through the frosted glass on the bathroom door, and the ketone body that the woman could not see clearly formed a vague shadow, changing the distance on the glass.

The flickering lights outside returned to normal at this time.

In the kitchen, there was a sudden sound of turning on the gas stove.

"Bah!"

The sound was crisp and not too small, but the two people in the room obviously didn't notice it.

After 10 minutes, the bathroom door was pushed open from the inside.

A naked woman, who was wiping her hair with a towel, walked out with a bloated figure.

As soon as she came out, as if she had smelled some kind of irritating smell, she lowered her head and couldn't help retching when her brows wrinkled uncontrollably.

"What kind of taste is this!"

The woman covered her nose, and then walked quickly into the kitchen where the smell came from.

When he came to the kitchen, he saw a steamer sitting on the gas stove.

The hazy water vapor kept lifting the lid of the pot, and boiling rose from it.

"What did you cook in the middle of the night?"

The woman may think the taste is too disgusting, so she didn't approach to open the lid of the pot, but quickly exited, then pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and said to the man who was playing the game:

"What are you cooking in your pot? It smells so bad, I almost spit it out."

"What's cooking in what pot?"

The man raised his head and glanced at the woman whose body was gradually collapsing.

Then he lowered his head and concentrated on playing the game.

"I said what are you cooking in your pot? Why is there a strange smell. It's like scalding pig's hair."

"I didn't cook anything."

The man shook his head, perhaps because of distraction, so that he was counter-killed in the game, he threw his phone aside and got out of bed.

After leaving the bedroom, the man also smelled a strange smell.

This smell is really unpleasant. He has never smelled the smell of scalding pig feathers, but he knows the smell of scalding chicken feathers with boiling water.

"What are you cooking?"

After the man smelled the smell, he turned and asked the woman.

"I didn't cook anything, didn't you cook it?"

This time, I felt inexplicably replaced by a woman.

"I didn't cook anything."

Men don't even admit it.

"I don't have it, and neither do you. Is it still a ghost?"

The woman felt that the man pretended not to know, and while the two were talking, they had already entered the kitchen.

The man turned off the gas stove directly, and then took the lid off the boiling pot.

As the lid of the pot slowly moved away, a hot air mixed with a strange smell rose from it.

Subconsciously, he fanned with his hand, and the man looked in the pot with strange eyes, and then shouted disgustingly:

"What is this!"

After the woman heard it, she stepped forward curiously and looked into the pot.

I saw that the water in the pot was almost dried up, a mass of black hair stuck to the bottom of the pot, and there were some white things scattered on it, I don't know if it was meat or bones.

"what is this?"

The woman couldn't see what was in the pot.

"Did you do it?"

The man was so disgusting that he asked the woman angrily.

"I still want to ask you! How can I cook in the middle of the night?"

"But I didn't cook it! I don't even know what's in it. You take a shower and I'll play games in the bedroom!"

When the man said this, he stopped talking. The woman and the woman may have thought of something at the same time, and the faces of the two people instantly became more ugly.

"Quickly get the contents out and throw them away!"

The woman didn't dare to think too much and asked the man to clean up the pot.

The man hesitated, but still found a plastic glove from the cupboard and put it on, then took the pot off and put it into the sink.

Turned on the faucet and poured some cold water into the pot The man put his hand into the pot in disgust and went to scoop out the things in the pot.

During the process, he was full of doubts. If neither he nor his wife cooked anything, who put the pot on the gas stove?

Just now, he was all thinking about taking out the disgusting things in this pot and throwing them away. As a result, he ignored it. Compared with the things in this pot, who did it is the most important thing.

If it's not them, it means that there are others at home.

This kind of thought also made the man's heart feel cold for a while, and he hurriedly retracted his hand from the pot.

"I'll confirm it for the last time, didn't you really put this pot on the gas stove?"

The man turned his head and asked the woman who was also thinking about something.

"It's not me... ah!!!"

The woman shook her head. Just as she was about to say something, her eyes suddenly widened, her body took two steps back, her back was heavily against the wall, and she screamed in fear.