Chapter 48: Qi Zihuan and the daily life of ghosts

Diary of a Coconut

July 6th

Today, Kobayashi, who was sitting in the front, turned around and asked, "I'm sorry, Kawamata-san, can you lend me a mechanical pencil refill?" Because it was so sudden, I was taken aback, and I just nodded in a panic.

July 18th

Today Kobayashi ate set C in the school cafeteria. And I was sitting in a seat not too far away and eating the same thing. Like Kobayashi, the tonkatsu is topped with soy sauce instead of seasoning.

August 24th

Waiting at the bookstore he frequented, Kobayashi came with Kitano as expected. As usual, I bought a lot of books that Kobayashi had read.

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Some people say that on a rainy day, chocolate and music go best together.

It is also said that in the big winter, horror movies and quilts are more compatible.

Watching horror movies wrapped in quilts, although I was scared and trembling, I had a certain sense of security, which is the best state to watch horror movies.

It wasn't until later that a series of movies called "The Grudge" appeared, and the director was bad, which directly broke the sense of security brought to everyone by the details of daily life.

The coconut can crawl out of anywhere, in a cupboard, under a stool, or even out of your quilt to meet your eyes.

This elusive way of appearing has left a deep psychological shadow on many people.

Qi Zihuan was frightened back then, but it didn't take long for him to start collecting the female ghosts he was most afraid of, and imagined scenes of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong in his head.

For example, if Chu Renmei, Jia Coconut, Sadako, and Tomie, the four grinding little goblins, fight each other, who can dominate?

The first problem is that the four beauties have different conditions for summoning, Chu people are so beautiful that they drink her bath water, Gaco has to sleep in her house, Sadako has to watch her little movies, and Tomie wants to divide her body.

How to bring them together is a technical task in itself.

After repeated calculations, Qi Zihuan felt that there was only one way, that is, to let Tomie sit in Jia Coconut's house while drinking bath water and watching a small movie, and the three ghosts came out together and divided the body.

Tomie is naturally charming, both men and women can seduce, it looks sharp but it's actually useless, the weakest should have no objection, but her infinite clone is a little troublesome.

Chu Renmei's singing voice is charming, and after the resentment enters the body, it can make people hallucinate and die, and the power of ordinary people is acceptable, and it can deal with several other female ghosts, hehehe.

Sadako's mental power is super strong, and she has the ability to heal herself, and her intention to kill people is invincible, and her combat power is considerable.

The strongest king among the four ghosts is Miss Ga Coconut, and regardless of her ability to attack both mentally and physically, the most important thing is that her energy is not constant, but every time she kills an intruder, a new curse will be formed and mixed into it, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger.

The embodiment is that when the grudge kills, other dead ghosts occasionally appear, but most of the time they still appear in the image of the mother coconut.

In short, the world in this room is Gacoco's, and it is also Gaco's, but after all, it is Gacoco's.

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Qi Zihuan was a little dizzy by his brain-burning reasoning, shook his head, and continued to make lunch.

He has been independent since he was a child, and his cooking skills are actually quite good. He first crushed the tomatoes and peas in a food processor, then added white mushrooms to enhance the freshness, slowly boiled the soup base, added a little black pepper, chicken essence and salt during the process, waited until the tomato soup became viscous, added udon noodles over high heat to reduce the juice, and then served on a plate after three minutes.

This bowl of hot udon tomatoes has a strong flavor, and the peas and white mushrooms neutralize the sourness of the tomatoes.

For the first time, Qi Zihuan discovered that the index finger movement was not an adjective, but a verb.

Because the girl in the school uniform with short hair standing next to him was bending her hand and grabbing the noodle bowl.

"This is my lunch!" Qi Zihuan knocked off his outstretched hand with chopsticks, and said unhappily, "I don't usually see you, every time I eat, you appear, even if I give you some, can you eat?" ”

He sat down at the table with the noodles and began to blow on the soup, and the girl followed, leaning her face closer to watch him eat. The face was covered in blood, with no jaw or tongue, and it was a hollow from the top of the mouth to the throat, with a blur of flesh and blood, and a few pieces of flesh dangling under the jaw.

Qi Zihuan poked the girl's forehead with chopsticks with some disgust, pushed away the face that was getting closer and closer, wiped the chopsticks with a tissue, and then continued to eat.

The girl blinked, and her bare trachea made a "drink" airflow sound, as if to say, you eat, I'll see if you don't speak.

It's a poor ghost too.

The girl, Kana Murakami, was the daughter of the last family she was killed, and was classified as missing in police records, as police searched the school for days and found only her friend's twisted and cracked body and a jaw — her jaw.

In fact, without a jaw, she has become part of the curse, returning to the house and dragging her mother into the abyss.

This is the true meaning of resentment, everyone dies in vain, and then it is full of hatred to let everyone around them experience what happened to them.

After drinking all the noodle soup to the point where there was not a drop left, Qi Zihuan touched his stomach and burped comfortably.

Suddenly, I heard a cat meow from under the table, and when I looked down, I saw that a little boy with a miserable white body and only underwear was squatting at his feet with his knees crossed, looking at him with wide eyes and cuteness.

At the same time, two hands painted with red nails reached out on the side of his neck, gently caressing his cheeks.

The mandarin vegetables on the side became fierce, and the only remaining upper row of teeth flashed with a cold light.

"Again...... It's not healthy to exercise just after eating. ”

Qi Zihuan wailed, leaned right and rolled on the ground, and when he stood up again, he was already in golden armor.

The tower sword came out together, and the wooden sword danced impermeable, accompanied by golden purple thunder and lightning, and beat the three ghosts to ashes.

Wisps of black air seeped into the floor, walls, and ceilings, and vanished.

After gasping for breath on the spot, he began to clean up the dishes.

The panty imp squatted on the sink again, looked at it curiously, and pointed to the unbrushed part of the bowl.

Qi Zihuan is very helpless, such scenes appear in a loop every day, sometimes people and ghosts do not interfere with each other, and sometimes they desperately kill each other. He used all his tricks, and even bought some paper and bamboo strips, and made four puppet paper figures more than one meter high to help, but this house is the curse itself, scattered and reappeared, and after appearing, it was scattered again, and it was endless.

There is nothing that can be done about Jia Coconut and Qi Zihuan. He has the art of destroying delusion, and his soul is relatively condensed, and his spiritual attacks are basically ineffective, and the only thing he can try is to keep sneaking attacks. But after he was almost strangled to death several times when he was unprepared, he didn't dare to let down his vigilance now, and he even had to stand guard with a paper figure when he slew.

The above is the daily life of Qi Zihuan and ghosts.