"Song Zhong, Song Zhong, will you take me with you? I also want to be a demon slaying hero! ”

Qin Tian looked at Song Zhong's departing back, and his heart was full of envy.

Immediately after that, a cold wind blew, causing a stirring spirit all over his body. He shouted in the direction Song Zhong had left.

The evil words just now made Song Zhong have a bad premonition.

At this time, he didn't have time to deal with Qin Tian's guy.

Because Song Zhong obviously felt a charm of a conspiracy brewing from the evil cult who took the lead.

He must intervene to stop the evil from happening. During the time when Aunt Cui'er had an accident, Yunlong High School must also be guarded by him!

Song Zhong still has a strong perception of the evil aura.

In this way, he followed those little ghosts all the way to the student cafeteria of Yunlong High School.

In the middle of the night, as a place to serve meals to students on weekdays, the cafeteria should be silent.

But tonight, before Song Zhong approached, he heard a noisy noise.

He leaned his head and peered through the window in the meager moonlight.

He found that the cafeteria at this time was actually full of people.

They looked different and elated, as if they were attending someone's birthday party.

At the top of the cafeteria hall, there are seven big red tables that students usually eat. On every table, there is a large iron pot that is one person high.

From time to time, the eyes of everyone around looked in the direction of the pot. looks very covetous for the food in the pot.

"Papapa, papapa......"

At this moment, Song Zhong suddenly heard a series of palms hitting his cheeks.

Immediately after that, in the hall, almost everyone's eyes were also attracted by this series of sounds.

"Waste, waste, waste, you guys are all waste! Even a few ordinary students can't handle it, what qualifications do you have to participate in this feast of heads? ”

An old man's angry shout resounded around the hall, and the hall fell silent in an instant.

Song Zhong looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw that in the most conspicuous position in the hall of the cafeteria, there was an old man who was angry and scolded several men and women in front of him.

When Song Zhong noticed those men and women, he couldn't help but have a chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

Because he had easily judged it based on the aura of those guys. They are the evil cults that were possessed by a few students on campus before.

"Manage, manage, Lord Butler, your old man is angry. It's not a small thing to do! It's that there is a silver-level onmyoji in this school, and it's a fluke that a few small people can escape back alive! ”

Among the few people who were reprimanded, a man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks did not dare to be angry when he was hit on the cheek.

His body suddenly took a step forward, and he explained to the old man with some reluctance.

In his opinion, he is a little ghost who is not in the rank at all. It can be called an honor to escape from the hands of a silver-level onmyoji.

That guy's voice, Song Zhong is very familiar, he is the little ghost who took the lead in threatening him before.

Song Zhong was just outside the door, quietly observing what was happening in the hall of the cafeteria. He wanted to get to the bottom of things, the whole story.

"You mean to say that a few of you fought a battle with a silver-level Onmyoji and escaped unscathed?"

The old man who was turned into a housekeeper by the little ghost, after hearing the "quibble" of the little ghost, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was the butler under that adult, and now he has the strength of a bronze-level ghost.

He had seen the ability of a silver-level onmyoji with his own eyes, and even if he himself encountered such an existence, he was not at all sure that he would be able to escape in front of others.

Therefore, he will never believe the words of these little ghosts.

The old man was laughing, and he laughed so hard that the little imps shuddered.

Immediately after that, the old man's eyes suddenly bloomed with two red lights, and they shone straight on the little ghost who took the lead.

The little imp with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks wanted to continue to say something. But he felt a sharp pain surging around him.

He wanted to cry out for mercy, but the butler was obviously not thinking of giving him that opportunity.

The burning sensation infected his whole body in an instant, and his face instantly froze in horror.

Immediately afterward, he watched with his own eyes, his ghost body melting little by little, until his soul was gone.

"Okay, okay, congratulations to the housekeeper for taking a step closer to ......"

"It seems that Lord Steward, breaking through to the silver realm is just around the corner."

"Long live, long live, long live the housekeeper......"

The guys in the hall of the cafeteria didn't have the slightest look of horror when they saw the butler beat the little ghost away.

Among them, there may be a friendship with that little ghost. But at this stall, none of them stood up for it.

The surrounding crowd opened their mouths and slapped the butler's ass. It was as if the death of this little imp was a great joy.

Although the butler was the celebrity in front of him, after all, the people sitting there were also his subordinates.

He didn't want to be isolated by everyone, so he responded politely to the people around him......

The other little ghosts, seeing their boss, ended up with a complete end. I was shocked. Then they bowed their heads to the butler!

The other little ghost trembled all over, and with a flattering expression, he said flatteringly to the butler, "Lord Butler, please listen to our explanation." We did meet a silver-level Onmyoji, but we didn't fight him, it was the fifth brother who used your old man's prestige to scare him away! ”

The other imps, who fell to their knees, heard the words of their companions, and secretly praised their cleverness in their hearts. So they also agreed on the side, nodding yes.

"My prestige? Scaring a silver-level Onmyoji away? Looks like you guys want to go with that guy too! ”

If the steward can achieve the current position of one person under ten thousand people in the evil organization, his vision must be unique.

He could see at a glance that these guys were obviously patting their own sycophants in order to save their lives. So he couldn't help but be furious.

Those little ghosts kowtowed like pounded garlic, and in order to save their lives, they kept bowing to the housekeeper.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on? If you dare to lie, you will die for me......"

The butler suddenly roared, and an extremely powerful ghostly aura suddenly surged around him.

The strong ghostly aura, centered on his body, set off a hurricane in the cafeteria hall.

"Bang ......"

After a series of sounds, the lids on the red table were overturned by the powerful force, revealing the food in the pot that everyone was expecting.

When Song Zhong saw the appearance of the thing in the pot, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

I saw that in every pot, there was a human head.

The appearance of those heads were all young faces, and it could even be concluded that they were students of Yunlong High School.

Their eyes were bloodshot, as if they had suffered a great deal of pain in their lives.

What's even more infuriating is that there is a bamboo straw inserted in the place above their heads, and there are petals carved out of radishes around their heads.

What these guys do is obviously to use human beings as ingredients for cooking.

"Lord Butler, Lord Butler, I'll tell you the truth, the fifth brother told that Onmyoji Yunlong High School that the water was very deep, and persuaded him not to get involved, so he agreed to let us go."

The little ghost who was smart before, saw his fart slapped on the horse's leg, and immediately told the truth with a handful of snot and tears.

"Idiot ......"

When the butler heard this, he kicked the little imp away, and then cursed.

When I think of the master's long-brewing plan, it may be leaked out because of the self-inflicted cleverness of a fool. The butler could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Immediately after that, the ghost qi began to dissipate in an instant. They fell to the ground and struggled in agony until they were reduced to ashes......

"Everyone, our banquet will be held as usual, and this housekeeper will take the lead in drinking the first sip of brain pulp......"

Seeing those little ghosts, they were already dead at this time, and they couldn't die anymore. The butler took a deep breath and greeted everyone around him.

He himself went to a mahogany dining table and sucked the straw made of bamboo with his mouth.

"Knock ......"

With the entrance of the human brain, a trace of greed appeared on the butler's face.

With the butler's words, the people around them rose from their seats and gathered around the other tables in an orderly manner.

Their eating appearance was very ugly, and the high-ranking people, like the butlers, took the top of the straw in their mouths.

The others began to tear alive with their hands and feet, and the flesh and skin of the faces of the dead were revealed.

In the cafeteria, there was blood everywhere.

They gnawed, tore and greedily enjoyed this so-called feast of human heads......