After the real daughter came back, the whole family was so angry that they were jumping up and down

Chapter 2 2 Eat ghosts...

Mian Jiao frowned, feeling that the glutton was so noisy.

"You are so noisy. If you keep arguing again, I will beat you first and then eat you."

Greedy covered the back of his head, feeling his blood pressure soar.

It's really unconscionable. Are you talking human words?
"I'm telling you, you can't eat me."

The cotton-padded jacket was silent, holding back his displeasure, and asked cooperatively: "Why?"

The glutton breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it made sense.

"Because I specialize in eating bad luck, and Mianbao has bad luck. Without my help, he will be in bad luck."

The cotton-padded jacket thought for a while and gave a sincere suggestion: "Don't eat bad luck in the future. If you eat too much bad luck, the ghost body will smell bad. When I eat you, the taste will not be good."

The glutton is so crazy. What crazy words has it heard?
"No, eldest sister, didn't you hear the point?"

"The point is, without me, Mianbao will be in bad luck. Do you know what bad luck it is?"

"It means choking when eating, choking on drinking water, falling when walking, and biting the tongue when talking."

"He would also crash into a car when he went out, encounter ghosts in the middle of the night, and many, many unlucky things that you can't imagine. It would be very tragic."

Mian Bao had an innocent look on his face: "It's okay, Mian Bao and I are not familiar with each other. Have you finished talking? I'll eat it."

The glutton was frightened, and his whole body was resisting and struggling: "That's your brother, your real brother, don't you know him well? Do you have any conscience?"

"No, don't bite your tongue, don't bite your tongue, let's keep chatting, keep talking..."

"Crack..." The cotton-padded jacket rolled the glutton into pieces and bit off its noisy head. The world finally became quiet.

It's delicious. The cotton-padded jacket is so delicious that I can shake my head.

Originally she didn't eat ghosts, but after she died and went to the underworld, when her eyes were so hungry that she stuffed everything into her mouth, she accidentally stuffed an evil ghost in her mouth, and then her diet changed drastically.

After eating the glutton in four or five mouthfuls, this little body that had been hungry and malnourished for a long time finally felt full.

The cotton-padded jacket wiped his mouth and jumped down the mountain to go home.

Unnoticed, the bull head and horse face sneaked out of the ground after she left.

Niutou: "The little starving ghost is getting more and more cruel."

She was done with a fat glutton in less than five mouthfuls.

Ma Mian glanced at the side, and the pure and innocent glutton floated out of the cotton-padded jacket's body, completely unconscious, and clicked his tongue.

"The little starving ghost is also magical. What others eat is rice and what they poop is feces. What she eats is ghosts and what she purges is her soul. She doesn't even need to be saved."

Niutou nodded in approval, but now the workload has been greatly reduced and it is extremely relaxed.

"I don't know where this little starving ghost came from. She has been in the underworld for many years, and the judge has nothing to do with her. He can only find ways to send her to the small world. It won't be long for her to be reborn with memories like this. She still has to go through the tribulations of the King of Hell to come back. deal with."

Ma Mian glanced at the glutton floating in a daze again and frowned: "The little starving ghost is not a big deal, but why are there gluttons here?"

It's strange that he still eats so much.

When the cotton-padded jacket arrived home, it was already dark.

There was no one at home quietly. She guessed that Mianbao must be sent to the health center.

She went straight into the kitchen, she was hungry and wanted something to eat.

But, there was nothing in the kitchen.

How could she not have it? She was hungry and had to have it.

He turned around and went to the house of Qin Dafeng and his wife.

The door is locked.

It's nothing, just twist the chicken claw and the lock will open.

In the apocalypse, the cotton-padded jacket was born in a laboratory as a killing machine, possessing countless abilities that even she herself could not fully explore.

In the apocalypse, the cotton-padded jacket is a killing machine developed in a shady underground laboratory.

In an accident, the laboratory was blown up, and all the people and information inside were turned into dust. No one knew about the existence of the lonely cotton-padded jacket.

The cotton-padded jacket has become a street boy who is extremely powerful and has low ability to take care of himself.

She was born and raised with a special nutrient solution, but she didn't have the special nutrient solution to survive, and in the end... she starved to death.What a regrettable and sad thing.

After arriving in the underworld, the cotton-padded jacket became a starving ghost.

I won’t starve to death anymore, but I will starve to death.

It was also under this terrible hunger that she discovered new recipes.

During the years of living in the underworld, she studied with other ghosts, and her IQ and EQ did not increase much. The only thing that increased was her recipe storage.

It is gratifying that the miserable situation of starving to death will never happen again.

As a test subject, great strength is just an insignificant little superpower that Mian Jiao possesses.

But she didn't expect that after starving to death in the last days, all the abilities would be merged into the soul and followed to the underworld, and then to the small world.

Open the door and go in, using the moonlight to see clearly the layout of the room.

A shabby canopy bed, covered with a thick layer of blackened straw, wet and sticky, with a pungent musty smell.

Now in early spring, Qin Dafeng and his wife are still covered with thick quilts.

The quilt was so black that it shone in the moonlight, and an unconcealable sour smell filled the room.

The cotton-padded jacket wanted to break the bridge of his nose, it smelled so bad.

Qin Dafeng and his wife did not allow the original owner to enter their room. This room was even better than the utility shed where the original owner slept. No one would enter.

In addition to the broken bed, there was a broken wardrobe and a broken cabinet.

The cabinets are filled with grains and other foods, including both coarse and fine grains, and canned candies and biscuits, but not much.

I opened the closet again, and the sour smell hit the Tianling cover of my cotton-padded jacket.

This is still the effect of enslaving the original owner and washing it several times. If there is no original owner, it will be even worse.

Holding back my disgust, I took out all my clothes and found the broken iron box in the corner. There were a few tickets worth about ten yuan and all the documents inside.

so poor.

Turning his eyes in a circle, his eyes were like infrared scanners, and he could see the whole room clearly.

He took out a rag roll wrapped in more than ten layers from the mouse hole.

Inside was more than 100 yuan and a few food stamps.

Then he took out a rag roll from the hole at the foot of the bed.

Inside were 50 yuan and a few meat tickets.

Then he took out three rag rolls one after another, all of which were money notes hidden by Qin Dafeng.

The cotton-padded jacket looked around and took it out.

Went to Mianbao's house again.

Before she could get through the door, she ran away.

If you can't go and can't go, your life will be short.

The house smelled worse than a pig's nest, and Mian Jiao was sure there was nothing edible in it.

The Mian family was so big, and it was turned upside down in half an hour.

Looking at this pitiful thing in front of me, it is not enough to eat.

The cotton-padded jacket held her little face with her hands and worried, she didn't want to starve and feel uncomfortable.

His eyes rolled around, and he suddenly became certain that his parents were rich.

She decided to recognize her ancestors and return to her clan.

He happily ran to the utility shed where the original owner slept, dug out the tattered sheets, rolled up everything, packed it all up and carried it on his back.

She glanced at the dilapidated and bare home, not remembering it at all. Such a home could not afford to support her.

Carrying all his belongings, he walked into the night, humming a little tune, and happily looking for his ancestors.

As for how Qin Dafeng's family will react when they see their ransacked home after they return, it's not something she can control.

(End of this chapter)