Chapter 11 The Soul of the Mobile Phone

"I also feel much better than what I cooked, Huanhuan, you can cook in the future!"

The Fang clan must be the most direct, and handed over the right to be in charge of the kitchen to Gu Huanhuan.

"Okay mother."

Gu Huanhuan happily agreed, she still likes cooking or something, especially cooking her favorite dishes.

"And the buns are also delicious, fragrant and sweet."

Shen Laogen added another sentence.

After a meal, the Shen family ate with relish, and Shen Laogen was rarely interested after eating, and wanted to go around the village and chat with the old people of the same generation in the village.

Shen Laogen will definitely follow the Fang clan when she goes, and no one will help Shen Laogen if she doesn't go.

As a result, only Shen Qingluo and Gu Huanhuan were left in the family.

Shen Qingluo went back to the room to read.

Gu Huanhuan cleaned up the kitchen.

After cleaning up the kitchen, I walked around the yard to make sure that there was no one, and then I went back to the kitchen and put the food I had secretly hidden before into the bamboo basket, and carried the bamboo basket to the river.

The bridge was not far from the Shen family, and when Gu Huanhuan passed, Wen Qing sat in the same place.

There was a large puddle of water around her, probably because it was getting dark, and she looked more solid than it was in the afternoon.

"You're here."

She pulled out a stiff smile, coupled with the puddle of water stains around her, and the rotten flesh that fell from her face, it looked more and more terrifying.

Gu Huanhuan is used to seeing it, and she doesn't feel anything.

She put the bamboo basket on the ground and took out the food, "Na, the white rice and meat you want, I also brought you a copy of the stewed bones at home today." ”

Wen Qing looked at her with a pair of stunned eyes, her lips trembled, and she couldn't believe it, these two bowls full of meat and a bowl of raw white rice were real.

The reason why she never went to the underworld to report was because of the obsession in her heart, wanting to eat a bowl of white rice and taste a meal of meat.

"It's... It's true? ”

"Hmmm! It's true. ”

Gu Huanhuan sat aside and waited for her to eat, and then began to play with her mobile phone.

Well, the underworld is also advancing with the times!

When she was a live-in star official in the 21st century, she helped the underworld attract ghosts a few times when she was bored, and was later hired as a part-time ghost hunter by the black and white impermanence of the underworld.

Her phone is her ghost-hunting tool.

All you need to do is compare an eggplant to the camera, and it's over with a click.

There is no need for a peachwood sword and chanting a spell at all.

"I'm out of it."

Gu Huanhuan raised her head, and by the faint light of the sky, she saw that Wen Qing had returned to her original appearance, and she was a beautiful little girl.

Thinking that her wish was fulfilled, Gu Huanhuan could still feel the faint warmth on her body.

The meat and rice on the ground had become completely colorless, and there was no fragrance at all.

"Thank you for making me feel what it's like to be full, the meat is delicious, and the white rice is delicious."

The voice of warmth was very low, with the last trace of nostalgia for this world, "You can take me to reincarnation." ”

Gu Huanhuan raised his mobile phone, "I hope you can have a good baby in your next life." ”

"Thank you!"

There was a click, and the picture froze.

The photo with the watermark of the underworld appeared in the mobile phone, and Gu Huanhuan's thumb clicked on the place of reincarnation, and the photo disappeared.

A golden grain of rice fell on Gu Huanhuan's forehead and soaked it.

Then, Gu Huanhuan felt a burst of joy in the spiritual sea, and began to convert the merit points he had obtained.

She poured all the warm meals into the river, and threw away the bowls with her.

It's not that she dislikes warmth and is a ghost, but that everything that has been touched by a ghost will have its own yin energy.

In a bowl or other utensils for eating, yin qi can easily be inhaled into the stomach, causing people to get sick, and in severe cases, they can even see ghosts or be ghosted.

Just in case, it's safest to throw it away.