Beifeng found that Gin's eyes were a little strange, as if he wanted to do something to the woman and man of the good family, and he saw that the man's eyes were staring at him for a long time.

"Ming, are you human?" Jean asked such a question that a normal person would not ask, and at this moment, his hand was touching the bomb in his pocket, and his fingertips were white.

Because of hesitation.

He was moved by this force beyond nature.

A living corpse?

Do you think he doesn't have a brain when he drinks gin? Maybe vodka will believe, but he gins......

I also believed, although only for a second.

Beifeng was silent for a moment, shook his head and nodded.

The race on his ID card is human.

Speaking of which, today is his gaffe, one blames Conan, early or late, but today, two strange female ghosts, early and late, but he came out when he was walking with Lao Qin.

It's broken.

However, it is still too early to let the model worker know about the supernatural event, which is not conducive to the healthy physical and mental growth of this big friend, so the north wind began the specialty work of the god of death.

Hypnosis......

"Whirring ......"

Gin was stunned and sour, and the roots of his ears instantly became red.

"You're the Zombie King."

"I'm the Zombie King."

Gin, which is very resistant to hypnosis, faces the special physical hypnosis of non-humans, and in less than a penny, the memory fades like a tide.

After one minute:

Losing the gin of today's ghost memories, the zombie jumps and disappears into the night.

After a while, he jumped back again.

Zombie King, lost.

Beifeng, who was burying the female ghost in place, was stunned, and in the end, he could only hold the zombie qin and send the person back to the winery with all his might.

The arm is slightly sore, and the back hurts, which is the sequelae of running more than ten kilometers with an adult man in his arms......

The female ghost watched the intimacy between the two men to the point of using the plane Cartesian coordinate system to observe the movement equal to zero distance, and almost came back to life.

But is she free?

Her head rolled, her neck reconnected with the white cloth, and she saw that the sun was about to come out, and she wanted to find a lampshade to hide.

"Where are you going?"

The female ghost rolled stiffly, and then, with an embarrassed but polite smile, greeted the whole family of the North Wind in her heart, including Gin.

……

The next morning, in the café, some people were quietly reading books, some were whispering and tasting desserts, and some young girls were secretly observing the handsome pastry chef in the background.

Toru Amuro!

The black-skinned guy is milking the cake with a sunny smile, just outlining the shape of a little rabbit.

"Mr. Amuro, it seems that there is your delivery!" Enomoto Azusa's voice suddenly came.

"Huh?" Squinting his eyes, Amuro took off his gloves, and he already had a vague premonition in his heart.

It turns out that a man's sixth sense is usually quite accurate.

It was three boxes of very heavy things, and a few words crawled crookedly: snack packs.

Amuro picked up a box and didn't dare to open it directly in public, he carefully transported the box back to the room, closed the door, and cut open the carton with a knife.

End of the ceremony.

In front of him, there were boxes of bombs that were densely placed like nests.

The other two boxes were full of bullets.

This... This... How did you get through security!

Let the courier deliver the bomb, what if it goes off?

It's simply... Exciting!

Beifeng knew that his company liked to be lazy and never checked whether there were dangerous items, so he wisely chose to pit Beida.

……

Amuro glanced through the box and found that there was a small note inside, which read: Bourbon, please ship the supplies back to the organization intact (Ps: Do not use them privately)

There are two kinds of descendants on the small note, and the added content at the end is the word gin, which he knows.

Another ......

If it is a person whose words are like them, Toru Amuro thinks of one person: Moët & Chandon!

It's Lei Xiaofeng.

An organizer who is happy to carry corpses.

……

The north wind is now lying on the bed at home.

Look at the clock, seven o'clock.

Don't want to move.

Look at the clock, nine o'clock.

Still don't want to move.

Yesterday I sent the gin back to the factory, and it was already six o'clock in the morning when I got home.

As for the ghost head that was originally going to play with Gin, he locked it with a chain and hung it on the window as a wind chime doll to ward off evil spirits.

As for what I said before, I gave Conan, the god of life and death of the grinding elementary school who didn't have his main job, just talking, after all, Ke primary school students, like him Beifeng, what corpse has not been seen?

He won't be afraid.

Knock two bags for Conan another day, and the account will be written off.

It's half a colleague at all, he, the grim reaper, is willing to be "generous".

……

At home, since parrots of various colors moved in, there was one more ghost.

The kind with only the head.

Just look at the face, you want to fall in love with her, look at the lower body, you will find that she has no holes, and she can't be inserted.

Beifeng asked her where her lower body was, and the female ghost's original answer was that she was originally the Demon Eradicator of the Japanese Emperor's Dynasty, and after being beheaded for a crime, she didn't know why she became a ghost, and later...

met a terrifying ghost-eating man and ate most of her.

So all she had left was a head.

At that time, the female ghost suddenly burst out with a strong resentment.

Say word by word: "The man who ate me, the breath on his body!" Same with you. ”

"Oh, do you mean that?" The aura of death on Beifeng's body came out, and he also turned the hula hoop twice, as active as ever.

The female ghost nodded.

"Oh, then you can rest assured, your enemy is now locked up in the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld."

As mentioned before, a small part of the god of death cultivates the ghost devouring path, mainly by devouring the soul body to refine their cultivation, and the natural disability in the world, stillbirths are basically caused by them.

This is the past, and now the underworld is cracking down on the ghost devouring road, because...

There is a ghost with a personality Chen and a ghost with a sex Li in the underworld, and they have worked together to carry out a ghost revolution.

Representative work: "Ghost Law"

Resistant: Ghost Eater

Later, they succeeded.

……

The ghost is very well-behaved now.,Exist as a ghost who watches the window.,Responsible for the safety of the windows of the North Wind house.,From then on,Xiao Tou,Kaito and Akai,The difficulty of wanting to enter the house through the window has increased to the hell level.。

Finally, the windows are secure.

The man continued to lie on the bed, looking in a good mood.

There are birds to watch, there are ghosts to watch the house, and the small days are getting happier and happier.

In fact, if this ghost hadn't met the Grim Reaper, she would still believe in herself, and she would have been in the air.

But after being attracted by the conditions of eating and living, she seemed to be enlightened like Takagi, and understood that as a smart creature, she couldn't always fight and kill, but she had to cultivate herself and enjoy her old age.

This is the ghost way, the ghost path of a serious ghost.

However, this female ghost didn't expect that there was another ghost competing for favor at home.

Kazama Hazuki!

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, Kazama Hazuki appeared, this expired female ghost, with a haggard face, as if she had been squeezed dry, indescribably weird, she cried and fell to the ground.

"Lord Death, send me to reincarnation, I don't love this world anymore."

“？”

What makes an optimistic and positive guy look like this?

"There's a guy named Toru Amuro, it's scary, he might... I can see that I'm not normal. ”

"Oh."

There's nothing to be afraid of, it's a big deal about physical hypnosis.

However, since the expired assistant took the initiative to apply for resignation, he satisfied her.

"What kind of bird are you going to make?"

"What bird?" Kazama Hazuki was confused.

"Oh, it's nothing, isn't there all the birds in the house, you have to be neat."

Kazama Hazuki: "......"

"Can I choose to leave my job permanently?"

"It's okay, I'll let you vote for the Descending Valley family."

"Valley?"

"It's Amuro Toru who has more than one sister, which is good."

"Don't! That... Then I'd rather be a bird! ”

Just waiting for your words...

Beifeng pinched his chin, and without waiting for Kazama Hazuki to react, he directly pushed her into the reincarnation door.

The head hanging from the window trembled.

Really, this man!

"Tsk, it's so fierce......"

Suddenly noticing that the afterglow of Beifeng's eyes was looking at her, the ghost immediately changed his words.

"Really, it's so handsome."

The north wind retracted his gaze, straightened his aura, and cast another bird, and his mood had recovered from yesterday's slight unhappiness to pleasure.

Kazama Hazuki...

What color the bird is voted at, it's random.

……

By the way, it's really not that he Beifeng wants to turn everyone into birds, it's the method that has been studied so far and can preserve memories is the spirit body that was reincarnated into a bird after being contaminated with his breath.

There is evidence and precedent for this, and don't wronged me as a serious death.

The Grim Reaper, who seems to be cold on the outside, but still has a lot of drama in his heart, finally bounced up from the bed and muttered softly:

"The first day I lost my fast-food job, I was with me."

……

The door of the room was pushed open a small slit, and the gray plain in the small skirt was mourning.

She couldn't figure it out.

I've heard that women have this sentimental day, how can this comrade Beifeng who is a man also have it?

But...

How did she always feel that there was a smell of danger in the air.

It tastes like gin!

……

At this time, Tu Scarlet's hand slapped on Gray Yuanai's shoulder.

Frightened, the girl shook her backhand, and a lady fluttered her fist, and she fell to the ground, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

"Ah, you... You okay? Gray Yuan quickly crouched down to check on the boy.

Her face, very close.

Soon, Xiao Ai felt the heat rushing to her face, she instantly came to her senses, stood up expressionlessly, slapped away the hand holding her, and her left hand had reached into her pocket.

The rough spirit Xiao Scythe didn't know that the danger was approaching, and he was still on the edge of trying: "Little mourner, I lied to you, I am so strong, how can I be punched by you... Pour. ”

"Little mourner? Hehe..."The girl smiled sweetly.

"I'm sorry, I'm a person who prefers to use anti-wolf spray."

"Pounce on the ......" twice, Xiao Yu held his head and spread it on the ground, his white hair was weak, his breath was very calm, and he was lying on the corpse, very peaceful.

Fortunately, it was Tu Scarlet who was tossed so much, if it was a normal human being, it was estimated that he would have already received a lunch box.

……

Beifeng looked up at the knife that had changed his mind outside, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then, it was a third-degree facial paralysis smile.

It seems that it's not bad to just live a serious life like this?