After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Tang Simi threw the knife on the ground.

The clear sound of the knife falling on the floor made the little thing shrink back and forth, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.

He kept screaming for help in pain, humming, humming, as if someone kept cutting him with a knife.

Tang Simi looked at him, and then at the blood on her palm.

"What happened to him?" Ling Hua asked.

Tang Simi said: "It must have been hard for him to become like this."

In the five-story building, up and down, resentment and Yin Qi are everywhere.

Tang Simi stared at the person in front of her with pity.

"Ahhh!" Another panicked and helpless cry came from the next road: "My mother, there is a ghost!"

It was Leng Xuelu's cry.

Tang Simi touched her ears, her ears were itchy due to her loud cries, and a cloud of anger gathered in her heart.

Tang Simi knew that her anger was not aimed at Leng Xuelu, but at turning the person in front of her into a little monster.

Having been fixed here for so long, that little thing didn't even sense that Tang Simi was going to hurt him. He timidly raised his eyelids and secretly looked at Tang Simi.

It seems that she wants to see Tang Simi's righteousness and evil from Tang Simi's expression.

Tang Simi looked at him without dodging.

The little boy lowered his head in fear, but after lowering his head for a while, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Tang Simi.

Tang Simi saw this kind of monster for the first time.

She said: "I can kill you, and you can see that, and now I don't kill you."

"You should know that you can't resist me, so you might as well relax." Tang Simi slowed down her speech speed, hoping that this little thing could understand what she meant.

That little thing had a little more anger in his eyes, but his struggles were much less,

He didn't intend to struggle anymore, and there was less blood bleeding from the wounds here and there on his body.

As Tang Simi spoke, his blood was stained on the ground, and she drew a spell to nourish her body.

The little thing narrowed his eyes, and he felt that he was surrounded by something very comfortable.

Gradually, his body relaxed and curled up.

In front of Tang Simi, she put on a feeling of being safe and relaxed in the mother's womb.

For the dirt on his body, Tang Simi drew another cleansing talisman to wash away all the dirt on his body.

Ling Hua was watching from the side, silently not saying much.

After a while, a clean little mouse was sucked out.

The fur of this little thing is no different from that of a mouse, with black and sparse hair all over his body.

The little mouse's hands and feet are thin and slender, but there is no tail behind it, and the scars on its fingernails and toenails are gradually healing.

He seemed to be asleep.

"This is a mouse monster." Ling Hua asked.

Tang Simi shook her head: "He is a human being."

Being able to turn people into this kind of appearance, Tang Simi became more and more curious about the president who was hiding in the depths of this building.

"It's...a person?" Ling Hua looked at the thin little thing in front of him, his face was covered with hair, and there were three beards on the left and right sides of his nose.

It looks like a huge mouse.

"Don't hit me!" The little thing shouted, he only slept for a few tens of seconds before waking up from a nightmare.

"Don't, don't cut off my skin!" The little mouse's sharp voice was full of endless pain, his thin body hugged his head, and he moved as if he was already dripping with blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He hugged his head and screamed, his palms on his body, groping his skin.

But when he touched his hand, he only touched the hair of his hand.

His scream of pain stuck for a moment.

Then, he screamed louder.

He is not human anymore, he has become a monster!

"Ah! Ah!"

His young body moved indiscriminately.

He couldn't accept the fact that he had become a monster.

Tang Simi tapped his altar quickly, and then, as if he lost all his strength, he remained motionless.

"Really have strength, don't use it to shout, think about who made you look like this, you use all your strength to seek revenge from him."

"If he tears off your skin, you go and tear off his skin. If you can't tear it off with your fingernails, then bite it with your teeth!" Tang Si Mi Zunzun taught, and the little thing heard every word in his ears.

He was ignorant for a few seconds, trying to digest what Tang Simi said.

"Bite, I'm going to bite off his throat." He said fiercely.

Tang Simi gave him a thumbs up.

Ling Hua looked at what was happening before his eyes, how could Tang Simi teach a ruthless person in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Tang Simi had a childish and teachable expression of satisfaction.

Ling Hua: ...

The little thing has a resentful expression on his face, he just wants to have an expression of grinding his teeth and sucking blood.

Tang Simi picked it up with her finger, and the little thing fell lightly to the ground.

Ling Hua was also very puzzled, at first this thing was quite hostile towards them.

How did you calculate the interest time? This little thing started to share the same hatred with Tang Simi.

Tang Simi continued to walk forward, and the little thing followed Tang Simi step by step.

After a while, he became Tang Simi's little follower.

House with five floors.

As Tang Simi walked, she came to a building that went up.

You could also hear someone screaming on the first floor.

"How can there be a female ghost with two heads!" Yang Lulu screamed, her voice was moving quickly, it seemed that she was being chased by a ghost to escape.

All rooms need a lot of fierce things.

When Tang Simi went up to the second floor, she saw a man with a chainsaw in his hand.

When the man saw a guest coming to the second floor, he immediately turned on the switch of his chainsaw, and the sound of the chainsaw was noisy.

"Welcome to the kitchen of Longevity Soup." The man was wearing an apron, and he laughed, his mouth full of decayed teeth made him disgusted.

But Tang Simi was not only not afraid, she was even a little disgusted.

The little mouse immediately made a hostile sound.

Seeing that Tang Simi hadn't been frightened, the man said, "What I'm holding in my hand is not the props from the ordinary haunted house you go to."

As he spoke, he stabbed the chainsaw on the wooden table leg.

The corner of the table was sawed off by a chainsaw.

Amidst the splash of sawdust, he showed a perverted smile.

He looked forward to seeing Tang Simi's terrified eyes.

But Tang Simi still had that wooden expression, and even looked down on him a bit.

The man frowned, and the shaking lamp behind him made a piercing sound.

He asked loudly, "Do you know where this is?"

"Didn't you say it at the beginning, kitchen." Tang Simi wrinkled her nose, she was picky like a fine lady.

Tang Simi's eyes moved from his dirty apron to the blood-stained table.

Youyou came to a conclusion: "I don't think you can cook anything delicious in your kitchen. Is the hygiene up to standard?"

Tang Simi's question completely destroyed the terrifying atmosphere at the scene.

Who the hell is okay to ask a kitchen where a chainsaw murderer dismembers his body, does it meet the hygienic standards?