After knocking Chen Bamiao down, I just wanted to open my mouth and bite her neck.

However, just as my mouth was about to touch the woman's snow-white skin, the door to the wardroom suddenly opened, and a figure quickly punched me in the cheek.

I don't know what this man has in his hand, but when he punches me out, it comes out with a white light, and after the punch hits me in the face, the force is so great that I am stunned, and it can make me fly off the bed and hit the wall.

But...... I don't feel pain in my face.

This sudden blow completely interrupted my eating, and it really made me very unhappy.

So, I threw a volley flip in mid-air, then slammed to the ground, followed by a backward kick that ran straight for the guy who kicked me away.

And just as I was fighting back, the man who was against me swooped in and took a bottle out of his pocket.

"Eat this!" the man shouted as he tossed the bottle to me.

I don't know who the person who bothered me was, and I didn't know what he threw at me, but it was a good thing that someone threw me something to eat, and to have some snacks before the official meal...... I don't mind either.

So, I caught the bottle in the air, and then bit the lid open with my mouth, and drank one of the liquids inside.

At first, I thought it was sweet and sour, and it was delicious, but when it really flowed into my chest...... All I could feel was burning pain!

The pain was overwhelming, and I felt that I had swallowed two pounds of glass ballast just now, and a series of women's shouts quickly sounded in my head, and the sound seemed to ...... It's the roar of the bamboo poem.

Because the pain was unbearable, I tried to spit out all the contents of my stomach after drinking, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I found that I couldn't spit out what I had just drunk, and I clasped my tongue with my hand, and at best I made some white foam.

Just as I was in the middle of clasping my mouth, the bastard who tricked me into eating glass ballast suddenly grabbed me by the neck with a trouser belt, and then pulled it to the ground desperately.

After pushing me to the ground, the man slapped me on the cheek and repeated a word that I knew so well that I couldn't quite remember.

It seems to be ...... Huo Sansi?

Huo Sansi: This is a personal name, right? But whose name is this...... Wait! This seems like my name?

It's mine?!

In the astonishment, the liquid in my mouth suddenly stimulated my nerves like electricity, and I suddenly remembered that my name was Huo Sansi, and I ...... just now I actually want to eat Chen Bamiao!

Following that thought, a chill ran through my body, and then I woke up from the hallucinations and appetites of chaos.

At this time, I saw that the person who attacked me was Zhao Haipeng, and the thing he hit me just now turned out to be his arm wrapped around the plaster, and I drank it...... It is an aged vinegar.

In the nausea of nausea, I looked away again, and saw Chen Bamiao half-lying on the bed, protecting his chest with his hands, and was full of hostility towards Zhao Haipeng, who suddenly broke in.

In that inexplicable hostility, I knew that she might have misunderstood the purpose of Zhao Haipeng's attack, and also misunderstood the purpose of me to pounce on her.

So, I hurriedly waved at her and told her, "I'm fine...... You...... Don't blame Brother Zhao!"

Listening to my words, Zhao Haipeng loosened the trouser belt that tightened my neck, and then he patted me on the back and said to me: "Take a deep breath, breathe!"

Following Zhao Haipeng's words, I opened my mouth and took a deep breath, sobering up my brain that was first burning, then chaotic, and then ashamed.

After a long while, my hungry thoughts receded like a tidal tide, and the blood-red of my eyes slowly vanished.

After being completely quiet, I hurriedly raised my head and looked at Chen Bamiao on the bed with a dazed look of anticipation, and then quickly smiled: "Miao! I'm sorry...... I've disappointed you, can you go out first, Brother Zhao and I have separate things to do. ”

Listening to my words, Chen Bamiao reluctantly said: "I'll stay, this person is too rude to you, I don't feel at ease." ”

Listening to Chen Bamiao's words, I glanced at Zhao Haipeng, who was full of worry, and thought back to the terrifying moment just now, and then I shook my head resolutely.

Seeing my resoluteness, Chen Bamiao muttered a little mouth, and then got up and left.

When Ba Miao passed by Zhao Haipeng's side, he was very dissatisfied and pursed his lips and snorted, and then told Lao Zhao "arrogantly": "I don't know what you want to do, but the surname is Zhao! If you dare to bully my man, I will find someone to clean you up!"

After saying this soft threat, Chen Bamiao twisted her ass and left, leaving only me, who was embarrassed and cancerous, sitting on the ground and looking at Zhao Haipeng, who also looked embarrassed.

After Ba Miao'er closed the door, I smiled very apologetically at Zhao Haipeng, and then said: "Brother Zhao, this woman is like this, don't take it to heart." ”

After listening to my words, Zhao Haipeng also said helplessly: "Of course I understand, love the house and Wume, Cai Okra is also like that......"

After saying this, Zhao Haipeng pulled me up, and then said, "Did you think about the love of men and women just now? And all of a sudden, those desires were all transformed into appetites?"

I blushed slightly and nodded.

Zhao Haipeng further told me: "Your sword spirit is now one with you, and if there are any good things, she can't wait to share them with you, but as a ghost, her thoughts are much simpler, and she has no other desires except appetite." ”

"Huh?" Listening to Zhao Haipeng's words, I was stunned.

All other desires have become appetites under the influence of bamboo poems, so am I finished? I want to eat anything that can drive my emotions to death, then my future life will be worse than that of a monk.

With unwillingness and urgency, I hurriedly begged Lao Zhao to help me think of a way to help me get the bamboo poem out of my body.

After listening to my words, Zhao Haipeng also told me helplessly: "Once the resident ghost enters something, it is not up to you and me to decide whether you want to come out or not, but I can help you control it and minimize its impact on you." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Haipeng turned around and walked to the door and lifted a plastic bag of things.

Putting his new comprador things in front of my eyes, Lao Zhao said: "I bought you some raw materials, and I will hold a 'ghost banquet' for you tonight." ”

"A ghost feast, a feast for ghosts?" I wondered.