Ghost rice has two meanings, one is the food offered by living people to ghosts, such as the rice offered on the graves or the food used for sacrifices at home, and the other is the rice made by the ghosts themselves. ← Apex Fiction, x.

In China, people in most areas will either go to the grave to make offerings on Qingming Festival and the day of relatives' sacrifice, or they will set up a table of dishes at their homes to make offerings, and then burn paper money and kowtow beside the offering table.

Apart from the fact that these served meals may be stained with some paper dust and look a little unclean, it doesn’t matter if they are served to others. In the past, when the conditions were not good, I was reluctant to waste a single porridge or a meal. That table was for ancestors Naturally, it is even more impossible for the food to be wasted. It must be eaten by the ancestors after the "eat", and then the family will eat it again. In order to prevent the food from spoiling, it is convenient for people to eat it before the food is served. The dishes offered have also been improved by the people , such as frozen tofu, frozen fish, or dried meatballs are regulars at the serving table.

It doesn't matter if your family eats it. After all, the one who sacrificed yourself is also your own relatives. You have eaten and lived together before your death, so I won't blame you;

However, there is a very special situation, that is, on the tomb, you can eat the food served in front of the tombstone casually. It may be fine most of the time, but if you encounter a stingy and bad-tempered master, you eat it belongs to him If you serve food, he will hate you, and then take revenge on you, make you unlucky, and make you sick.

Zhao Zhu had treated a patient before. The patient went crazy after coming home from get off work one night. The family members were inexplicable and did not know the reason. Zhao Zhu used hypnosis to remind him of the experience that night. It turned out to be the night. When he came home from overtime and passed by a cemetery in the countryside, he got out of the car to take a break, and then happened to see two tea eggs lying on a grave next to him. He actually picked up the two tea eggs and ate them by himself. Why did I suddenly owe so much, and then I had a fever when I got home, and my brain was not sober.

Zhao Zhu shared this information with the patient's home. The patient's home listened to it, and found a person who took the recipe near the house, that is, the person who usually arranges white affairs for people. A lot of paper money ingots, but the patient began to gradually regain consciousness the next day.

And the old woman facing Zhao Zhu in front of her was cooking another kind of ghost rice. She was cooking it for herself, and at the same time. Zhao Zhu was also invited to eat together.

The second kind of ghost rice, ordinary people can never eat it. If you eat it, you can’t be a living person. , not to mention the food made by ghosts. Also ate it in the stomach.

However, Zhao Zhu is not an ordinary person. In front of ordinary people, this old woman who is cooking a baby will probably faint or run away. But Zhao Zhu didn't. He entered the room, nodded to the old woman, and sat down at the table. The table was wiped spotlessly clean, reflecting Zhao Zhu's shadow.

"Then, let's have a bowl of soup. I like it with a lighter taste," Zhao Zhu said.

"Okay, Mistress, wait a moment." The old woman continued to pick up the soup in the pot.

"Ask a question, which one is the richest in this building?" Zhao Zhu asked, crossing his hands on the dining table.

"Which one is the richest? Youngsters, you are trying to do something bad." The old woman narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhao Zhu.

"Hehe, grandma, I even dare to drink your soup, but I don't dare to have bad thoughts?" Zhao Zhu smiled and reached out to take the soup from the old woman's hand.

The old woman sat down in front of Zhao Zhu and said: "Lady, the old woman also knows that you are not easy to provoke, and you are very capable. You don't have to drink this soup, but the old woman also advises you, in this building, things with punches, A lot of other things, I am fiercer than the old woman, and I am more powerful than the old woman.

Zhao Zhu stirred the bowl of soup with a spoon, and continued to ask:

"Tell me, tell me, and I'll drink this soup."

"Are you really willing to drink soup?"

"This little loss is nothing to me."

"Okay, old woman, don't need much, just take two sips. The old woman wants to look like when I was young again. If you take two sips, I guess it will take me two hours to return to my youthful appearance. That's all. Enough, because the old woman almost forgot what she looked like when she was young."

"You talk first, I'll drink later."

"You were downstairs just now, but you just went back on your word with a ghost." The old woman asked back.

Just downstairs from the residents, Zhao Zhu first promised not to kill the female ghost, but finally killed the other party in order to get the red high heels.

"You don't have the right to not believe, do you?" Zhao Zhu lowered his head and drank two sips of soup.

This soup has no taste. It tastes like cold water. The baby floating in the pot and all the side dishes are all illusions. In fact, the old woman cooked a pot of water. There was nothing in the pot. Cold water that can't be boiled, some hungry ghosts or evil ghosts can really cook babies, but this old woman has not yet reached that level, her illusion is actually a bit ridiculous and low-level to Zhao Zhu.

However, this is ghost rice after all. Zhao Zhu drank two sips of soup, which means that he swallowed the breath of the old woman, and the old woman can get some energy from Zhao Zhu. Of course, Zhao Zhu's soul power is stronger than ordinary people. It is too powerful, and losing this is almost the same as releasing a spell.

At this moment, the face of the old woman began to become younger, delicate and shiny, and her hair began to turn black. The whole person really changed from an old woman to a youth in her twenties. Of course, this is just A form of ghost.

"Now, let's talk."

The old woman looked at Zhao Zhu gratefully, nodded, stretched out her hand, dipped in Zhao Zhu's bowl, and then wrote on the table:

"709, 812"

"Okay, goodbye, go and look in the mirror."

"Lady, I wish you good luck."

Zhao Zhu stood up, turned around, and left here. After walking out of the corridor, he continued to go upstairs, to the first floor, to the seventh floor.

"709, here it is."

Zhao Zhu stood in front of door 709 and reached out to push the door, only to find that the door was locked.

This made Zhao Zhu feel a little surprised. Just when he was about to use his will to open the door, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly became warmer, and there was sunlight all around him, as if in the blink of an eye, a scene changed.

The door was also opened from the inside, and a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old stood in front of Zhao Zhu and shouted kindly:

"Teacher, you're here. My sister and I have prepared our homework according to what you said yesterday."

Zhao Zhu looked down and found that his clothes had changed, and he had turned into a man in a casual shirt and sandals and slippers.

"Hehe, little sister, my brother doesn't have time to accompany you to recall your tragic experience of becoming a ghost. Let's go straight to the topic, shall we?"

Zhao Zhu stepped out step by step, as if stepping out of a world, and he changed back to his original appearance.

The little girl in front of her turned into a terrifying appearance with white light in her eyes, no strands on her lower body, and blood still flowing there.

It seems that he should have been raped before his death, and he was brutally killed in the end. The murderer is probably the image of Zhao Zhu before. These days, teachers are indeed beasts.

"Come on, that's right, let's talk straight to the point, what good things do you have in your hands, give them to me, such as magic weapons, no, for you, they should be called ghost weapons, give them to me, I am satisfied , I'll go."

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This voice did not come from the little girl in front of Zhao Zhu, but from behind Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu turned around and saw a girl with the same image standing behind him, but it was not just a little bit of lower body. There is no clothes, and from the thigh to the root of the thigh, all of them have been stabbed with knives, and there are bloodstains, which looks very terrifying.

"Yo, they're still twins. That beast teacher is really not a thing, but what he did has nothing to do with me. I'm just an ordinary person with strong curiosity who came to hunt for treasure, right, I It's innocent." Zhao Zhu shrugged and said.

"No, you're a bad guy. You want to rob us, rob us, and oppress us, just like the man who raped and killed my sister and me!"

The younger sister raised her hand, and there was a string of bells on her hand. The bell rang at this time, and the bell in the elder sister's hand also rang together.

The bells in the hands of the two sisters rang together, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to add to each other to a terrifying level. Even Zhao Zhu's ears were "buzzing", and the whole person's consciousness, All began to turmoil.

"Fufu Mingwang Seal: Qing, Ben, Yuan, Jing!"

Zhao Zhu's handprints formed and hit him. For a while, a dharma image of King Ming appeared from behind Zhao Zhu, and the terrifying sound of the bell was also isolated. Zhao Zhu was also relieved. This idea is indeed a bit tricky. But Zhao Zhu took a fancy to this bell.

Zhao Zhu doesn't care how pitiful the twin sisters were, he didn't **** them and kill them. Now that they have turned into ghosts, they have different paths. Zhao Zhu is going to grab the bell now for his own selfish desires. , but it can also be said that he wants to learn from the Taoist monks and monks in the novels or movies to "walk the Tao for Heaven" once.

"Spirit - Storm!"

Taking Zhao Zhu himself as the center of the circle, a spiritual storm roared directly, sweeping the existence of the soul consciousness around everything. The two sisters showed a painful look together, and their bodies began to grow and shorten, as if they were constantly being pulled. It will crack at any time, and this cracking means that the soul is scattered! (To be continued..)