The heroine said that the sister and brother would kill her sister first to help her relieve her anger, and then take her brother away.

But what they didn't expect was that this sister didn't have any fear of them, so they didn't know what to do.

And that younger brother actually hid in a place they couldn't touch, and he couldn't come out when he was killed. It's also a ghost hunter, phew!

At this time, Jin Qing was completely confused by the aroma of meat in the pot, lifted the lid of the pot with one hand, and a large amount of steam rushed towards her, she greedily breathed in the aroma that came to her face, and couldn't help but look into the pot.

The demons were ecstatic: the opportunity had finally arrived.

Through the thick water vapor, Jin Qing saw the scene in the pot.

A boiled and rotten human head is churning up and down in the opening, and the rich aroma of meat is exactly what this human head emits.

After seeing Jin Qing lift the lid of the pot, the face of the human head turned up, facing the direction of Jin Qing.

Due to the long boiling time, the water in the pot took on a milky white color, and the human head could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The hair and scalp of the human head have fallen out.

The ears and nose were probably mutilated by friction against the walls of the pot, and the flesh on the face also flew up.

Both eyeballs have been boiled for too long, and the eyelids have been boiled.

The head itself is still ignorant and insensitive, rolling in the pot, as if it is a very happy thing to be boiled.

When he saw Jin Qing looking down at him, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile to Jin Qing.

The moment he laughed, the flesh on his face bloomed like a wood plank, falling off his face in parts, sinking to the bottom of the pot, and his eyes were squeezed out of his sockets.

The human head didn't feel inappropriate at all, and squeezed out a sentence from his tattered and broken lips: "The soup is ready, do you want to taste it?" ”

Before the words fell, the tongue of the human head spurted out, splashing a soup flower.

The human head was very satisfied with the effect of his production, and his gray eyeballs stared at Jin Qing deadly, waiting for her screams.

And the little ghosts who were eyeing him next to him also began to move, planning to pounce on him and tear up this obstructive woman as soon as possible.

Jin Qing: "What if I don't want to drink broth in the future?"

Jin Qing really wanted to scream at this time, she wasn't confused in the first place, she just wanted to see what new tricks these ghosts had.

But Jin Qing didn't expect that they would come up with such a disgusting solution.

Carrying the lid of the pot, Jin Qing rubbed his teeth, originally wanting to keep these little ghosts to scare and scare Zheng Jiaqi and give him a training courage. Ever since he was ghosted, this guy has been outrageous.

707 sighed: How many times have I said it, Zheng Jiaqi is cowardly, is it because Zheng Jiayao's death is good!

But what Jin Qing didn't expect was that these little ghosts would actually light a fire, so they couldn't stay.

She didn't want to wait for herself to kill Yin Tao and come back, and find that the little ghosts had ordered the house in order to force out Zheng Jiaqi, and she didn't have the money to buy another house.

As the human head kept floating and sinking in the pot, the green tendons on Jin Qing's forehead also jumped and jumped.

She didn't understand why all the monsters she met wanted to make her ruined.

And the head of the pot also felt very strange, he didn't understand why the woman he met today was not scared and screamed like everyone else.

The other little ghosts, after seeing that there was no drama on the human side, all dispersed and went back to scare Zheng Jiaqi.

Jin Qing was left alone, and he watched the head in the pot continue to roll with the hot water.

After thinking for a while, Jin Qing decided: such a dangerous potential arsonist, let's eliminate them all first!

Inform 707 to continue to observe Yin Tao's movements, close the lid of the pot, Jin Qing picked up the pot and walked to the toilet, such a fragrant broth, she didn't believe that Zheng Jiaqi could resist it, and it was safe to pour it out.

After the other imps saw her movements, they didn't react, and they all continued to stare at Zheng Jiaqi's door and tried to lure him out.

As for what Jin Qing wanted to do, they didn't care, anyway, they couldn't scare Jin Qing, and Jin Qing didn't come to disturb their work.

Then it's none of their business whether she eats or pours the pot.

Jin Qing didn't pay attention to the tossing of other ghosts, and came to the toilet with the broth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked to the toilet, she heard a gurgling sound coming from the toilet, as well as the screeching noise of some fingernails scratching the toilet seat.

The green tendons on Jin Qing's head finally burst out, don't tell her that there is a ghost boiling in the toilet bowl of the toilet.

Hooking the lid of the toilet with his toes, Jin Qing didn't expect that what he saw was not the boiling water of a toilet.

Rather, it was a ghost claw with long nails sticking out of the toilet drain.

As the ghost's claws slowly extended, there was a gurgling sound of pumping water from the drain.

Devilclaw didn't know if it had been corroded by something, and the entire blue-black arm was rotten and cratered, and crawling with maggots and excrement.

The ghost claw retracted twice, waving its long black nails, and making a few scratching motions.

A few maggots fell from their fingertips with excrement, rolled a few times on the polished toilet, and continued to climb up their arms unrelentingly.

Jin Qing: "This scene, combined with the fragrant broth, how can she feel that she doesn't want to eat chicken feet for a week!"

At this time, the ghost paw found that he could not touch the toilet lid, so he stopped scratching, and stretched out another hand from the toilet drain.

The two hands rubbed together, and the rotten flesh on the arms fell off piece by piece with maggots. It was as if something was struggling to crawl out of the toilet.

At the same time, an eerie strange smile came from the pot in Jin Qing's hand: "Thank you, I finally found my body!" ”

Then, the head of the person was quiet, waiting for Jin Qing to scream in panic, leaving only bursts of gurgling in the toilet.

Jin Qing's patience finally reached a critical point, lifted the lid of the pot, and poured the human head into the toilet bowl with the hot soup: "Let's reunite as a family!" ”

Then he picked up the toilet brush next to him, and twisted the head and arms in the toilet into a ball of rotten sauce with bone residue.

Before the head could scream, his proud body was smashed by Jin Qing.

The human head seals its soul into the body of the dead, and then uses the body of the dead to go to various places to frighten people and gain energy for themselves.

So it takes a lot of soul power to control other people's bodies.

Unless he is out of the body he controls, the damage to his body will also cause damage to his soul.

This time, Jin Qing's action was so fast that his body disappeared unexpectedly, and his soul was also scattered.

Jin Qing laboriously flushed the rotten meat he had stirred out down the toilet.

looked at the toilet brush in his hand with minced meat in his hand with satisfaction, and sighed: The quality of this-stirring stick is really good!