I'm on the big guy cookbook

[She] knows.

[She] was always among them.

Together with his long-dead family members, he played with people who entered the empty house from beginning to end.Tricked humans into revealing their names and identities, deliberately distracting them.

Survivors, empty houses, ghosts, corpses, which one is the trap woven by death?

Which one is the clue to escape from the empty house?

People will never guess who [her] is, and [she] can do whatever she wants in her domain.

For example: [she] wants that beautiful human youth...

really want.

Such a delicious treasure should be sprinkled with desperate seasonings, placed on a plate decorated with flowers, and brought to the table to savor the taste.

So [she] understands.

He must be desperate.

……

The female ghost, who thought she knew everything, asked that question, and she was full of satisfaction.

Ghosts are not invincible.

Even if humans entered the house where they died, the female ghost couldn't kill them at will, and the horrible scene they saw before was just an illusion created by the female ghost.

But once they violate the curse of the ghosts, it will be different.

It's like the invisible rules written silently by the gods in this world, as long as they violate taboos, the female ghost has the power to kill them.

She thought that these people must have judged her behavior just now as 'as long as you don't lie, name someone you like' and she would let the person who told the truth go.

But - it's not!

The real condition of death is to be faithful to your lover and be honest with each other.

Because the painter and the two girls were not in a relationship before, it was enough for them to confess their love, but what if the lovers answered that they were not each other?

Hee hee...the ending must be full of blood.

The female ghost deliberately selected the painter and others first, and let everyone go into a misunderstanding, just for this moment!

The woman with a mutated body and a horrifying face grinned silently, and her black eyes were aimed at the two men.

She knew - this man was in a relationship with another young man, but this man was always indifferent to the young man, extremely indifferent.

How could such a man have feelings?

snort!

She will soon tear open the other's chest and eat up his unfaithful liver!

Then drive the prey she really likes—the human being named Neil into a desperate situation little by little, and then eat it up, and become a part of her, them, and this empty house...

"Come... answer me, are you in love?"

Just like every demon has the inferiority of luring its prey and seeing them helpless in lies, the female ghost can't wait, her face is urging even more terrifyingly with a smile.

In order to prevent the other party from reacting, she deliberately approached him with her own face in horror, and her clumped hair almost stuck to Francis's black hair that radiated beautiful luster from the moonlight.

Neil: Female ghost, danger!

Really.

Damn, she's so brave!

Couldn't she feel that the air temperature dropped more terrifyingly than before, and Aris's face turned green? !

Neil wanted to know that the last time Aris almost twisted his head off because he didn't wash his hair for three days and made it knotted, which made Aris feel uncomfortable!Not to mention that the female ghost's hair hasn't been washed for many years, and it's almost impossible to tell the color of her hair.

Neil shook his head: Carry it away, the next one, it's hopeless.

He looked at the female ghost with pity, and had already expected the ending.

Although he expected Francis to confess his love to him, he knew it was useless, and it would be more realistic for the boss to cremate A Piao on the spot.

Of course, the painters didn't know that Francis was not a person, so their expressions were very nervous.

Only Neil wants to grab a handful of melon seeds, kakaka while watching the boss cook the 'barbecue'

Staring at the female ghost, Francis' long narrow eyes were red, with deep eye sockets and a handsome face, making people think of a handsome young man, but in fact, Neil knew that this was his expression after he was extremely angry.

really.

Francis tilted his head to avoid the stinky lock of hair, and a thread of flame emerged from his black gloves, which was the same color so no one noticed.

Francis did not need to answer the words of this low-level ghost.

But like a ghost, the scarlet pupils turned from the narrow eye sockets to the other side, and glanced at the cheerful Neil who was watching the fun.

When their eyes met, Neil was taken aback.

The invisible brain waves are on.

Francis: You keep saying you like me and want my first hug, are you expecting my answer now?

Neil: Why is the boss winking at me? Could it be that I didn't cheer him up?

Between flashes and flints, the two of them thought they were very satisfied after the exchange.

Until Francis, who was waiting for Neil's answer, saw the bound Neil stretch out his hand with great difficulty, and then gave him a thumbs up...

Francis: "..."

Neil (in a very low voice): "Boss~~~ Fuck him~~~ Give it to me!"

Francis: "..."

Stupid, east, west! ! !

The handsome Grand Duke, whose face suddenly darkened, turned his head away so hard that he almost gritted his teeth!

The female ghost is still chattering, talking about do you like him, do you like him?

Francis, who was already burning with anger, laughed angrily and lowered his voice: "Oh, I like it? How could I like a stupid human being!"

As soon as the words fell, the power of the curse took effect immediately.

Hey?

The female ghost was stunned for a moment.

Because the curse does not take effect because of the 'like' answer it imagined, but instead, negation is a lie? ?

"You actually—"

The female ghost's voice was weird and shrill.

"To shut up!"

Francis' handsome face was covered with ice, and he raised his palm at it.

It was a man's palm wrapped in a leather glove, with slender fingers and a small circle protruding from the knuckles of the glove.

It makes people unconsciously think that if the gloves are taken off, whether the palms inside are as strong and beautiful as him.

Something fluttered on the black leather glove.

The female ghost's eyes fell on it unconsciously as if she was attracted, and she wanted to see more clearly when she got closer, but she suddenly felt a pain of being burned by the sun just as she got closer.

It lowered its head dully, its black eyes fixed on Francis' face, and its huge and distorted body was burned by the black flames that spread to its body at an unknown time!

"Ahhhhh!!"

The sharp wailing echoed in the room like piercing eardrums.

Neil and the others were taken aback by its roar and almost spat out.

But the sound didn't last long. In the blink of an eye, the female ghost and its unfinished words were reduced to ashes.

Without the shackles of the female ghost's slender hands and feet, Neil and the painter fell to the ground. Black sand covered the floor and touched several people.

That's... it's over?

Damn it, blood abuse!

Neil was shocked to see the whole process, and he didn't come back to his senses after it was over. He just wanted to go over to ask Francis, when he opened his mouth, he ate the 'ashes' of the female ghost.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Just... what happened? How could that ghost..."

"Are we safe? The ghost has been wiped out?"

Reina and Ansel couldn't believe it.

The painter stood in front of the two girls with a hesitant expression, "Neil, do you know what happened just now?" He said to Neil, but his eyes kept looking at Francis with a cold face.

Obviously already had doubts about Francis' identity.

There were three ghosts among them, besides the woman just now, there were two more.

And Neil and that man happen to be two people, if...

As soon as an idea came up, it was rejected by the artist. He looked at Neil's side face, his eyes were very gentle, and Lena, who accidentally saw it, didn't know what it was like.

"That..." Neil laughed dryly, not knowing how to explain it, the painter said, "Stop talking."

Neil: "?"

The painter said affectionately: "I believe you."

Neil: "..." Grass, can you stop disgusting me? !

Didn't you see that those two girls of yours are about to grind their teeth and come over to eat labor!

Besides——Neil lingered to walk to Francis, shivering from the cold, afraid of being pushed away by disgust, carefully pretending to lean on Francis' shoulder and tugging at his lips through a layer of air, pretending that we are the best in the world looks like:

"Let me tell you, it's impossible for the two of us. He and I are in love, aren't we, Aris?"

The last sentence was obviously slightly hesitant.

But I don't know if it was Neil's illusion, the surrounding air-conditioning suddenly became much less.

The painter saw it and said sadly: "No, I know you are lying to me, Neil. He—" the painter looked at Francis, "I can feel that he doesn't like you very much."

Neil felt guilty: "Who said that!"

Painter: "He doesn't even care about you."

Neil: "That's because—"

He was trying to find an excuse, but Francis glanced at the painter and suddenly said, "I don't like it."

The painter's eyes lit up suddenly.

Neil: "..." Laozi, his heart is broken.

Francis raised his hand and pressed it on the back of Neil's neck in a gesture of declaring sovereignty, adding: "But he is mine."

painter:"……"

Neil: "..." Hey!It's glued again!

[The author has something to say:

Tsk, why is the little blood bag so sweet!This blood definitely has blood sugar exceeding the standard!

Today's second update, the stupid author has bad eyesight, please bear with the typo, and I will revise the article later.

I will settle the manuscript remuneration today, NO.15 will be able to start the salary, I am patient... the days of eating instant noodles will soon be over (happy)!

[Francis does like it, but only a little bit, not without reason, blood is addictive.When a blood race finds the right blood, it is like finding the right person who falls in love at first sight】】