I'm on the big guy cookbook

The skin of the face is peeled off when the person is still alive or just dead.

Like a leather door.

When the fresh human skin is still covered with blood and yellow fat, roast the side of the silver frame, and then paste the whole face on it——

"Fuck-"

Like teppanyaki, the human skin makes a harsh sound of fat bursting and cooking.

The strong smell of blood and the burnt aroma of the meat will make this human skin exude an alluring appetite that is no different from other meat.

It was so beautiful when he was alive, but after being peeled off and treated cruelly, there is only creepy thoughts and horror left.

Neil even had an idea.

Gluttony (appetite) is one of the seven deadly sins, an instinct that no one can resist.

At that time, the person who killed the first mistress of the mirror and roasted the human skin on it...did he swallow his saliva when the fragrance came out of the human skin...?

"I don't know why, but I feel a little sympathetic to that terrible female ghost..." The detective murmured as he watched the leather on the silver frame tremble.

"Oh." Mustache also sighed.

Listening to what they said, Neil suddenly came back to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

Damn, it's not a pervert, what are you thinking? !

Neil drove out those unrealistic fantasies in his mind, and said: "If the human skin is attached in this way, it may be difficult to peel off completely."

Just like cooking in a pot, not to mention using a shovel, it may not be possible to chisel it out with an electric drill.

Mustache and the detective nodded in agreement: "That's right, otherwise we..."

The three of them exchanged methods in a low voice and quickly.

And Francis, who concealed his breath and looked down at them as a bystander, smiled a little as he watched the magic lines on Neil's neck flash past.

After drinking so much of his blood, Neil finally showed some demonic signs.

It seems that even if his dear partner hesitates no matter how much he hesitates, after this incident is over, he can logically transform her into a three-generation blood family.

"Anyway, we found what the female ghost wanted, so why not take the whole thing with me, it's her skin, she might have a way, if we tear it off for her rashly, it is estimated that 100% will be torn apart."

"Yes, if you tear it up, you may be retaliated by the female ghost."

"Now take it back downstairs, it will be dark in a few hours, I hope the female ghost will keep her promise."

"Well, let's go..."

The three of them discussed and wrapped the mirror in clothes. Neil and the detective carefully carried it and walked in front, while the injured mustache and Lilivie walked behind.

When going downstairs, the detective also said: "I held it and felt strange, hiss, goosebumps came up, I don't see anything wrong with you, you are really brave."

After he finished speaking, he changed his hand to carry the cloth bag, his shoulders kept shrugging.

Neil saw it and said with a smile, "I used to be afraid of this too, but now I don't know why, maybe I'm used to it, anyway, I'm not afraid anymore."

The fear I always felt disappeared suddenly.

"oh, I see……"

Perhaps the tense body and mind were relaxed when the matter came to an end. The detective laughed, looked at Neil with gossip eyes and asked in a low voice:

"Who the hell are you? I know you are definitely not a detective. Are you sent by the church? I heard that there is a kind of priest who is responsible for detecting and solving supernatural events, such as cursed items, haunted houses, etc., you Must be too, right?"

"Uh."

Neil scratched his face, thinking that I'm not a clergyman, but my man and I must be one of the types of clergymen to deal with.

But even if he's out of his mind, he can't tell the truth!

So Neil hummed vaguely: "It's sort of..."

Detective: "I knew it! Well, I'm going to wash my hands after this time. I don't know if I start to believe in God now. Will God still want me? I hope he will be more philanthropic."

"puff!"

Neil and Mustache couldn't help laughing.

Although they have experienced sadness and death, the more so, the more relaxed they are who survived at this time.

Only when the Tianhei female ghost came to ask for the head as agreed, the detective and the mustache each had a cigarette in their mouths, their words became less and less as time passed, and they looked nervous.

And Neil?

The blue dog eyes blinked and blinked, and the bright blond hair curled up and down. Neil was in a good mood now, as if he was slightly drunk, and even wanted to hum a little song!

What's going on, hehe, why am I so happy hehehehehe!

Francis chuckled, and hugged Sonini, who was sitting on a chair dangling his feet, from behind like a child. Affected by the blood of the vampires, when they are thirsty for blood, humans will become excited.

Neil smelled the familiar smell of cold tobacco, and his fiery mood was relaxed as if he had been comforted. He longed for a hug and rubbed himself in Francis's arms, and asked with a voice of only two people, in a jumpy tone:

"Even if the female ghost breaks the contract, my mission is considered complete, right? You will rescue them too, right?"

"Ah."

His narrow dark red eyes were gentle, and His Excellency the Duke responded gently.

Neil felt relieved, like a cuddly cat, and said, "You're so kind."

Your Excellency the Duke: ...

The Duke pursed his lips, resisting the restlessness of wanting to bite his lovely baby.

As they expected, at night, the female ghost came as promised, and the sound of high-heeled shoes rang from the ceiling.

When everyone looked at the place where the sound came out in horror, the female ghost wearing Mrs. Catilla's head and wearing a western aristocratic palace dress stood in front of the tea table with the silver frame of the mirror in the blink of an eye.

Ignoring their panic, she stared at the human skin attached to the silver frame. The eyes with only two black pupils on the whites of the eyes dripped with stinky black blood, all over her frighteningly white face.

"my head……"

"It turned out to be here, it turned out to be here!"

She cried and howled sharply and piercingly, and when she clasped her hands together, the face was easily lifted from the silver frame, and she held it in her palms.

"My beauty...my face...I finally found you!"

The screaming turned into a terrifying sound that seemed to be crying but not crying and not laughing, echoing in the living room.

Under the horrified gaze of the mustache and the detective, she tore off the face of Mrs. Katilia on her head, and threw the bloody mass on the ground like wet garbage, making a 'slap' sound.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Then the female ghost with red and yellow skin slowly put that face on her own...

There has never been a moment like this that made people hate their eyesight for being too good!

So much so that you can see the flesh and blood on the female ghost's face wriggling like countless small insect tentacles, 'sucking' the skin onto the flesh, when countless muscle threads penetrated the skin, then a miraculous scene happened...

The face that was obviously out of shape was revived. When the female ghost smiled and turned around to reveal her true face, even though she knew that the other party was an evil ghost, she still stared blankly at Mustache and the detective.

So beautiful.

It's so beautiful.

Platinum blond hair with natural curly hair, creamy skin, and smoky lake green eyes with a sweet smile...

The moment people saw her, exaggerated words such as 'forest girl' and 'fingertip emerald' appeared in their minds almost instantly.

Seeing their expressions, the female ghost showed a satisfied smile. With a slight movement of her hand, the disassembled Jobert's eye returned to its original form and floated in front of her.

The mirror trembled slightly, as if delighted by the master's rebirth.

And since the female ghost got her own face, she can be reflected in the mirror.

While admiring her own beauty, she said in a tired and indifferent tone without turning her face: "Go away, human beings. You are useless to me. My beauty only belongs to me. You guys The filthy scum didn't have the honor of looking me in the eye."

"boom!"

The gate of the mansion opened without wind, revealing the pitch-black night.

Hulu's eyeballs turned to the corners of the eyes, and suddenly turned into a pale appearance with only pupils, and the stunning beauty was even more eerie and strange.

"Stare at my face again, and I'll goug out your eyes!"

The obsessed detective and mustache came to their senses instantly. Seeing that the female ghost was really trustworthy, Neil hurriedly dragged them towards the gate.

The dark night immediately engulfed their figures, but after a while, the eyes were slightly bright, and the normal moon and starry sky appeared in front of them.

The detective walked towards the gate of the mansion in disbelief, and when he found that there was no barrier to get out, he muttered: "We really came out?"

Mustache's eye sockets were moist and red, and he nodded heavily when he heard the words: "Yes! We're out!"

The detective was silent for a while, then suddenly opened his arms to hug Mustache, weeping with joy.

"It's so good... it's so good..."

Mustache laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

Neil was also very happy, but he looked back at the house and frowned and asked Francis, "She...doesn't need to be disposed of?" After all, she also killed someone.

Francis squinted at the mansion under the dark night: "Don't worry, she will leave here for the dark world soon. She has become a witch, and witches are protected species in the dark world. It's a pity to kill them. And the witch will die if she dies Curse the murderer, I won't get hurt, but maybe you will be implicated."

"That's it." Neil scratched his head. Although as a human being, he should stand on the victim's side, he has no ability to punish the female ghost, and he can't force Francis if he doesn't want to.

"A narcissistic witch, and a mirror that reflects the master's beauty...?"

Victims become perpetrators, and tragedy begets tragedy.

Neil sighed.

No matter what, the mission has finally come to an end...

[The author has something to say:

The first hostess was not cleared, but changed from a ghost to a witch, and did not receive the same punishment of destruction as before. I don't know if everyone can accept this ending.

Ok……

This is the last story.

Thank you for your company all the time, there should be two more chapters, this article is going to say goodbye to everyone.

After I finish, I will enter the editing state, and the system prompts not to update but to edit.

This might be my last horror novel.

After finishing this horror book, I plan to seal the pen on this type of text, and then after finishing the sand sculpture sweet text, I will not write the sand sculpture sweet text for the time being. After adjustments, I will change the style of writing. I hope we can always be together and meet Better each other and ourselves.

Love you guys.

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