The Daily Life of Catching Monsters [Liao Zhai + Honghuang]

Compared to the old housekeeper's indifference, Fan Qi stroked the cat under his hand while thinking about the woman those maids mentioned.

Looking at Wang Sheng's appearance, it is impossible to wait for a long time. If the time is too long, Wang Sheng will die before he arrives.

And if the woman follows what the maids said, the time must not be too long.

If I didn't guess wrong, that woman might be the guy who made Wang Sheng full of evil spirit.

However, it is still necessary to be sure.

Because in this mansion, it can be said that there is no evil spirit, no, it is not that there is no evil spirit, but the evil spirit is too small, so small that it cannot be heard.

Fan Qi frowned, but no matter what, Fan Qi couldn't ignore the robbery from Hell.

Fan Qi stopped the hand that was stroking the cat, closed her eyes and perceived everything around her.

Because of this, Fan Qi didn't see the strange expression on the orange cat.

He stared at Fan Qi closely, with probing eyes, as if he wanted to see something through Fan Qi.

Why does this guy have that evil feeling on his body?

Is it an illusion?

The Sha God has disappeared for so many years, is it possible that this guy got the inheritance of the Sha God?

Logically speaking, even if that Fiend God has an inheritance, it should be in his own clan, right?

Ok……

It's also possible that the Sha God is independent and not sure, the ghost knows what the Sha God thinks.

I have been missing for so many years with nothing to do, and I don't know if there is a lack of strings in my mind.

No matter what he does, he is not surprised.

A lot of people are passing it on to death, but they don’t believe it anyway.

But speaking of it, he is still very satisfied with this guy.

The power to smooth the hair is moderate, and the power to scratch the chin is just right.

Overall, it's pretty good.

If it is suitable, it is also possible to reward him as a full-time excrement shovel officer, Orange Cat thought.

Immediately, the orange cat stretched its furry paws, and turned over by the way.

After a while, the orange cat turned over again, shook the fur on its body, and lay on its back, turning over and continuing to feel the beauty of the sun.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is shining, but it is warm, of course it is not too hot, and the breeze blows from time to time.

It can be said to be a great time for hair drying.

In fact, this location is where the orange cat finally found after half a month of hard work.

Although……

Said it was half a month...

In essence, in the past half month, the orange cat actually only spent less than half an hour looking for it.

The orange cat deduces with life that it can lie down and never walk.

Can hold, never walk.

Even if a cat is a liquid animal, an orange cat is not.

In other words, there are always many exceptions.

At this moment, Fan Qi tightly closed her eyes, feeling everything around her.

Sure enough, something was wrong with this mansion.

The place in the center is particularly evil.

It looks like a human but not a human, like a demon but not a demon.

To sum up, it can be summed up-shemale?

Um, something seems wrong.

Again, in addition to the feeling of being human, there is also the feeling of a demon.

Like something wrapped in a skin, wait for a skin?

Taiyuan City, Wang Sheng, Taoist priests, ghosts, human beings but not human, demons but not demons...

This is, painted skin? !

Fan Qi wanted to be here, so she suddenly opened her eyes.

……

At this time outside, Wang Sheng came back, always feeling a little restless.

Wang Sheng stood at the gate, the horse had already been moved, and he touched the stone lion at the gate alone.

I thought about that old Taoist priest who bluffed and swindled, and then I thought about what my wife said...

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, in case, in case it really is?Wang Sheng couldn't help thinking about everything that happened at that time, lingering in his mind again and again.

What if it's a monster?

No, he shouldn't guess Sanniang.

His third wife is so beautiful and so pitiful, how could he guess so about her?

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng couldn't help but spurn himself, but he still couldn't help thinking.

It seems that there are indeed many doubts.

No, no, if it is really a guess, it is also a common guess.

If it's really bluffing and deceiving, you shouldn't directly curse people to death, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?

Wang Sheng's mentality can be said to be turbulent back and forth, like a windmill, turning non-stop.

Youdao is a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart and a man's heart, so there is no difference.

It can also be regarded as a needle in the sea, which can't be touched, can't be seen clearly, and it is still wobbly, like a perpetual motion machine.

Wang Sheng fell directly into an endless loop.

On the one hand, he felt that the Taoist priest was a swindler, but Sanniang was obviously a good-looking girl.

On the other hand, I still think, what if there is a chance, what if Sanniang is really a monster?Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

The big stone lion at the gate was still mighty, but it couldn't calm down Wang Sheng's heart.

After a while, Wang Sheng finally made a plan.

otherwise--

Or leave it alone.

The boat of love, because of two sentences, is swayed by the wind and rain, and it will capsize if it is said.

Wang Sheng's footsteps could not help but go to the study, where Sanniang was hiding.

Step by step, as if losing his soul.

Sanniang's voice rang in his head, and his wife's and the Taoist's voice rang at the same time, echoing back and forth, as if there was substance, and the noise made him have a headache.

Walking to the study, the door of the study is closed.

Wang Sheng tugged on the door vigorously, but it didn't budge.

The doubts in my heart increased a lot.

Finally, the boat of love capsized completely.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, the words of the Taoist priest in his mind completely prevailed and dominated Wang Sheng's thoughts. He found a slightly lower wall, picked up the stones, carefully crossed the wall, and jumped over it.

Wang Sheng strolled lightly, and when he reached the door, not only was the outside tightly closed, but the room door was also tightly closed.

Logically speaking, San Niang would not go out, so...

That San Niang locked the door tightly, what the hell was she doing?

When Wang Sheng thought about this, he became even more suspicious. No matter which one it was, it was not what Wang Sheng wanted to see.

Along the edge of the window, Wang Sheng poked a hole immediately, and moved his eyes close to it.

I saw the original beauty inside, like a ghost, her face was painted with green paint, her teeth were jagged like saws, and there was a piece of human skin on the couch!

That ferocious evil ghost was actually holding a pen, painting on the "human skin" a little bit like a painting.

With a plop, the pen was thrown directly towards Wang Sheng's place. Wang Sheng's body shook violently, but he still didn't dare to move and his heart plopped, as if he was about to jump out.

Wang Sheng thought he had been discovered.

Immediately after hearing that there were no other voices inside, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, everything inside was still under his eyes.

The evil ghost in the middle picked up the human skin, shook it like a piece of clothing, and then put it on his body directly. After tearing off the skin, the head, legs, and back were a little bit like clothes.

No, that's clothes for that evil spirit!

After the evil spirit finished dressing up, a beautiful woman appeared directly.

The evil ghost turned his head, and the extremely familiar eyebrows and eyes were not Sanniang, who else!

He gently raised his hand to wipe the dark red lipstick on his lips, and hooked his lips in the mirror, revealing an extremely coquettish smile.

From Wang Sheng's angle, what he could see was half of the beautiful face of the evil ghost, and the evil ghost tilted his head.

Wang Sheng also saw the other face clearly. On the one hand, it was made up with a beauty, and on the other hand, it looked like an evil ghost climbing up from the [-]th hell.

Wang Sheng was so frightened that he was terrified immediately, and fell to the ground from the start, like a beast, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, but he was still able to use his hands and feet and climbed out directly.

At this time, Wang Sheng didn't call out because of his desire to survive.

I was afraid that I would startle the evil spirit just like that, and run out to eat him.

Wang Sheng felt even more nauseated when he thought of the previous events.

Have fun with a ghost in a beauty's skin.

Thinking of this, Wang Sheng not only wanted to vomit, but also trembled with fear.

When Wang Sheng crawled out of the small courtyard with all four limbs together, the skin on his palm was broken and flesh was seen, and blood flowed out, but Wang Sheng didn't know it at all, didn't feel it at all, or the pain was nothing.

The scene just now seemed to be engraved in Wang Sheng's head.

Evil ghosts, beauties, human skin, painting.

It's all fake!

And he, and he, and him! ! !

Wang Sheng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The people behind him were calling him, but Wang Sheng didn't care, he just rushed out of the gate, his mind was yelling non-stop, so that he could only hear this voice, and seemed to be unable to hear anything else.

As if crazy.

Just try to crawl and run, wishing to escape from this wrong place.

At this moment, in the backyard.

Sanniang put on the cover, of course she knew about Wang Sheng's appearance, and she deliberately let Wang Sheng find out.

Food scares, she likes it just as much.

Chasing the prey, bit by bit.

It's interesting.

This is her food. Thinking of this three years ago, she hooked her mouth again and laughed softly.

But before that, she had to deal with another unexpected guest.

……

The old housekeeper is still serving the flowers.

Fan Qi pursed her lips, feeling something was wrong.

Sounds like breathing in your head?

Wait, the sound of breathing? !

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