Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

"Food is the sky", the name of my ability.

As the name suggests, food is the most important thing for the people, and the same is true for ghosts.

Although the Nine Nether Ghost King taught all the ghosts how to practice, the ghosts need the flesh and blood of living people as food, and they also need more resentment to practice.Among all human organs, the human heart is the most superior, followed by the human brain.

It is said that the powerful ghost cultivators only dig out people's hearts to eat, and after sucking up their grievances, they discard the rest. That's why there are all these ghosts who come to mass graves to "pick up garbage".

So, is it okay not to eat?The answer is no, even if there are maverick ghosts who refuse to eat the flesh and blood of living people, they will gradually become weak until their grievances are exhausted and they are completely dissipated.

Just like the lines in "Painted Skin", we are ghosts, if we don't eat people, we will die.

So what is the meaning of "food is the sky" to Li Gui?I haven't heard that which ghost cultivator is so particular about frying and cooking a human heart before eating it. Isn't it always killing and eating while it's hot?

As for eating normal food, forget it.According to the big head ghost, when he was extremely hungry, he had gnawed on a pig's heart, and as a result, all his internal organs were burned, and he was almost wiped out on the spot.

"Actually, if you don't eat, you can survive for ten years at least, but you can't survive that kind of hunger!" The big-headed ghost was terrified, and the audience ghosts nodded again and again, "Otherwise, I wouldn't eat pig hearts at the beginning, and now Follow the ghost army to pick up leftovers."

I nodded to show that I heard clearly and understood.

In short, I'm going to the next world soon.After all, it is absolutely impossible for me to kill and eat my heart with my own hands; it is impossible for me to follow behind the ghost army and eat intestines.

But how should a ghost commit suicide?

Looking for a Taoist priest?But there is a dead area around the East Ring City, and there is not even a living person in a radius of a hundred miles, let alone a monk?

Slowly starve to death until the resentment is exhausted?How many years will it take to starve?I'll tell you guys, I'm hungry right now and my gut is knotted, why am I torturing myself like this?

Until the story of a big-headed ghost gnawing a pig's heart gave me a new inspiration.

A ghost may die if he eats normal food, and my ability is "food is the sky"... What are you waiting for!Hurry up, make yourself a big meal, and immediately lie down on the board after eating, and the whole village will wait for the feast!

Seeing that I was leaving, the ghosts were a little disappointed, but they were not surprised.

"Your Excellency want to find the ghost army? Yesterday, they went to the east, I remember, the next one is Yuefeng City." A ghost said enthusiastically.

I thought about it, and before I left, I grabbed three streams of black energy from my body and gave them to Datougui, Slender Chen and Enthusiastic Ghost.They wanted to eat me at the beginning, wasn't it because of these ghosts?

Anyway, I'm about to leave, so I'll just treat it as a thank you gift for giving me half a day of popular science.

Ignoring the three ghosts knelt down to be grateful, I floated eastward.It seems that the big head ghost vaguely mentioned that there is a market in the east, and there should be a lot of food for people to eat. After all, the ghost army has no interest in it.

The more you go out, the less ghosts you see, there are three or two sporadic, numb and wandering on the deserted street, so weak that they almost disappear.They gave me empty glances and wandered on.

In the east market, all kinds of ingredients are scattered in a mess: fruits and vegetables, pork, chicken and duck, broken egg shells, and even steamed cakes that have become cold and hard, with long trails mixed with stinky blood. , like a scene from a horror movie.

Oh wait, I'm not human now, and I don't deserve to be afraid.

I grabbed a bamboo basket from the ground, hung it on my arm, squatted on the ground and picked all the way, and finally succeeded in harvesting: a handful of wilted vegetables, five unbroken eggs, a large piece of pork ribs, some peanuts, noodles Several.

As for the place to cook, I looked up at the signboard of "Ke Lai Inn" next to me, and floated into the back kitchen of his house.There was also a hungry and dizzy belly ghost in the inn. After seeing the ingredients in the bamboo basket, he showed a complicated expression of "one more crazy one".

I ignored her, found the stove, groped around, and found a fire.

The ghosts who have reached the realm of "condensing resentment" are not threatened by ordinary fire and sunshine, but they will still instinctively repel them.I resisted the idea of ​​extinguishing the fire and lit the firewood under the stove.

In fact, there are also ingredients in the back kitchen of the inn. However, I was reluctant to pick up the three melons and two dates, so I decided to cook them.

Grilled pork ribs in honey sauce, soy sauce egg and green vegetable noodles, and fried peanuts on a plate, it's delicious.

To be honest, I have lived for four lifetimes and I will definitely be able to cook, but it is limited to that. After all, no one will criticize the disciples of the Demon Cult, or the heirs of nobles, those favored by evil gods, or the son of the housekeeper, for being a five-star chef.

But since the awakening of the "food is the sky" ability, I seem to be on the hook: how to cut vegetables, how to heat them, how much seasoning to put, how to mix the seasonings... I seem to have a kind of self-confidence in my heart, and I feel like doing this Definitely better.

Even with long nails of more than ten centimeters, after this set of movements, they are still flowing, coherent and orderly.

When I woke up, the grilled pork ribs in honey sauce in front of me was already glowing attractively, and the noodles with soy sauce, egg and green vegetables were clean and refreshing, and served with fried peanuts with distinct grains, which made my stomach feel comfortable.

I lifted the chopsticks carefully, avoiding my nails from poking myself, and stuffed the ribs into my mouth. The rich meat flavor wrapped in honey juice exploded in my mouth, it was absolutely amazing.

Good guy, as expected of a dish of metaphysics, even the private chef of Xue's mansion has been compared.

To be able to eat this meal is not in vain for me to come to this world for a while, and I can be peaceful with my eyes closed.

But after I even drank the noodle soup, I still didn't wait for the big-headed ghost to say "burn all inside", something was wrong, did the big-headed ghost lie to me?No need, what good is it to lie to me?Or is it that the state of "condensing resentment" is too high and the resentment is too heavy, ordinary food can't break the defense?

I decided to go out and catch an unlucky ghost to try the dishes, thank you, I have no mercy for cannibals.

After eating and drinking enough, the lingering hunger finally dissipated, and even the mood calmed down.I walked around the street twice before I saw an autistic ghost drawing a circle in a corner. He felt the glaring gaze, and raised his head to meet my gaze.

Well, hapless ghost decides it's you.

The ghost energy condensed into chains, and when I dragged the autistic ghost to the plate of peanuts on the back kitchen table, it screamed like killing a pig during the New Year.Impatient, I took his head off and slapped it on the table. Just like that, the headless body tried to run out, but I pulled it back with a chain.

"Please eat peanuts." I smiled kindly.

Autistic ghost:! ! !

"Open your mouth, or should I help you?" I continued to smile. At this moment, I really look like a villain. The bosses will probably be very relieved to see it.

The reason why the autistic ghost is autistic is probably because his personality is too soft. Under my "successful temptation", he opened his mouth aggrieved as if he was on the guillotine, and I stuffed him with a handful of peanuts.

It's okay, don't worry, the ghost won't die from choking, we don't need to breathe.

"Eat it." I gently threatened, "If you don't swallow it anymore, I will insert a tube into your stomach."

The autistic ghost looked like he was about to cry, and his eyes were red. Only then did I realize that, ignoring the bluish white skin, this guy is quite handsome, with a flimsy air of a young man.

He closed his eyes, his face full of humiliation, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the peanuts, tears streaming down his face.

...Wait, why is he messing up the picture a bit, like I'm forcing him to do something unhealthy?

Gan, just eat a peanut, don't add so much drama to yourself!

After the autistic ghost ate peanuts, the whole ghost's temperament changed, from being nervous and autistic to self-defeating.In the humiliation, there is also a silent "love what?", which is very familiar.

But it is certain that he did not disappear, nor did he even burn all inside.

Could it be that peanuts are no good, only pig hearts have the ability to subdue demons and exorcise demons?

Suddenly, Fu Ruxin came to——

I took out a handful of roasted peanuts from the kitchen jar and stuffed them into the mouth of the self-absorbed ghost who gave up resistance.

The effect was obvious. Within three seconds of eating, he clutched his throat and wailed, and the whole ghost became somewhat transparent.Seeing that he was writhing in pain, I hurriedly pressed it with a chain, and injected my own ghost energy into his body to repair the damage caused by the food in the yang world.

As much as I hate man-eating ghosts, torture is not my intention.

When the autistic ghost calmed down, he opened his peach blossom eyes and looked at me with aggrieved eyes, but didn't speak.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, picked up two peanuts fried by the cook and ate them, and muttered, "Here, it's even."

It's not just to appease the autistic, I just want to double check.Sure enough, what I ate was not peanuts, it was just two pieces of charcoal, which almost scalded me from the esophagus to the stomach, and the overlapping ghost energy in my body surrounded me to suppress the scorching heat of burning my internal organs.

Well, it’s true, "Food is the sky" not only makes the dishes more delicious, but also turns ordinary ingredients into food that even ghosts can eat.The good thing is that I don't have to rush to die, but the bad thing is that this talent is still useless.

The ghosts in this world cannibalize people not only because of hunger, but also because of their instinct to become stronger.

Ordinary ingredients can fill the stomach, but they cannot provide the necessary resentment for ghost cultivation.

But I have a chance to live, and I don't want to take the initiative to seek death. After all, no one knows whether the next world will be better or worse.

In fact, it is quite free in this world, and there is no boss in charge.As long as I don't get close to the ghost army and human ascetics, as a "Grass Condenser", I can almost walk sideways.

Find a remote place where there are no living people, cook some meals for yourself every day, and treat yourself as a hermit.

The more I thought about it, the more I was satisfied, so I decided to pack my bags and start the farming mode of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence".First of all, I have to cook and eat the food in this city as much as possible, or take it away. It is shameful to waste food.

However, just when I wanted to float away, the autistic ghost suddenly grabbed my clothes.

I squinted at him, and the latter's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were lowered, he was nervous, and he hesitated and couldn't speak.No way, is he still a socially phobic autistic ghost?No wonder the other ghosts were picking up trash, so he huddled in the corner and drew circles.

After waiting patiently for half a stick of incense, the autistic ghost finally plucked up the courage, pointed to the kitchen water tank, and whispered, "There is someone there."

It took me several seconds to understand what the autistic ghost was talking about. He said, there are living people hiding in the big water tank?

Donghuan City was massacred for three days, and the ghost turned inside out several times. How could it still pass through a living person?

I was a little vigilant, floating in the air, raised my chin, and asked the autistic ghost to open the lid of the water tank.The latter was obedient, nodding obediently, lying on the side of the water tank, first knocked, then carefully lifted the wooden cover, and showed me the inside.

Gan, there is really someone, and she is a five or six-year-old girl.

The girl stared at us stubbornly and terrified with her big black eyes open. She held a spatula in her small hand, which was half the size of her face. She bit her lip and refused to cry or scream.

The autistic ghost floated in front of the girl, blocking my motionless view.

"You hid it?" I asked in surprise.

The autistic ghost shook his head, and stammered again: "Herself, hiding in, I see."

The girl was hiding in the water tank by herself, and the autistic ghost saw it, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't eat her for three days.Why?The autistic ghost's breath was weak, and it seemed that he was very hungry and was about to dissipate.

He didn't say anything before, maybe he was afraid that other ghosts would rob him, but now there are no ghosts around the inn, no matter how weak he is, he is more than enough to deal with a little girl, why didn't he make a move?

I asked directly.

"I don't want to, eat, man." He lowered his eyes, as stubborn as the little girl in the water tank.

"After becoming a ghost, have you ever eaten people?"

The autistic ghost shook his head.

"What's your name? When did you become a ghost? Where is your hometown? Why did you come to Donghuan City?"

The autistic ghost still shook his head, but this time his face was a little more bewildered.

...Okay, I don't know what to ask, but I still believe him. After all, the little girl is so delicious, and he didn't say anything, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Yes, the little girl smells delicious, even when I am full, I am hungry again.Fortunately, this water tank is very smelly, suppressing the tempting smell, so you can't smell it unless you get close.

"Then why did you tell me?" I asked again.

The autistic ghost hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "You, also, don't eat people. She will be hungry, eat, and run out, and, will be, discovered."

I thought of the big belly ghost wandering around the inn before, and immediately understood: the girl is a living person, she needs to eat and drink, and there are many ingredients in the kitchen, but there is still a risk of being discovered by the ghost, plus I just tried to pack all the food ...

I couldn't hold back on my face, and I tried to change the subject: "How are you sure, I won't eat it? This little girl smells so good, I'm really hungry. I want to eat her, what are you going to do?"

As I said that, I floated closer to the water tank, bypassing the autistic ghost, and approached the little girl's cheek with long black nails threateningly.

The autistic ghost became nervous, pursed his lips, and frowned, as if hesitating for something.

Then, I noticed that my fingers were trembling, and I turned my head silently, only to see the little girl grinning like a small animal, holding up a spatula to...cut my nails.I know she has worked very hard, but with this strength, to be honest, even Li Gui's nails can't be cut off.

I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm going to laugh, hahahahahaha.