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

Chapter 61 61 Two Choices
The only thing that is certain is that all the people here died in vain.

If you hold grudges before death, your soul will stay in the world after death and be exploited by those with ulterior motives.

Luo Fuxu was not put into the scimitar, but it had no memory of his life.

Because he was fighting with ghosts and monsters, his body was filled with evil spirits.

In just a few days, the ghost energy increased greatly, approaching the level of a serious ghost.

Luo Fuxu's horoscope is Quanyang, and his destiny is fire.

After death, the soul also has a strong positive energy.

Specializes in defeating ghosts.

If he continues to fight, he might really be able to cultivate a ghost king, or even a ghost emperor.

The unlucky ghost cried heartbreakingly when he saw Luo Fuxu, who was in a daze and his soul was faintly red with blood.

Howling, it was the one who harmed Luo Fuxu, and he must bear all the blame for his death.

Luo Fuxu devoured many ghosts and monsters, was burdened with blood evil energy, was burdened with the karma of debts, and had broken the path of reincarnation.

The unlucky man even beat his chest and wanted to die to apologize.

The cotton-padded jacket has already opened his mouth: "Come on."

unlucky...

Siming had no expression on his face and manually closed Mian Jiao's mouth.

This girl is also capable, and she has eaten the unlucky guy without any bad luck at all.

"Don't make trouble. We still have to get rid of the evil spirit and restore the memory of my grandson. You promised the old man to take him back."

It’s okay to bring a ghost back with you.

Siming called his grandson in a cotton-padded tone, and he shouted smoothly.

Mian Jiao tilted her head, was she the one who agreed?Can not remember.

"Oh, just let me eat it."

The little jacket doesn't understand how to get rid of evil spirits.

But it only depends on how many bites she wants to eat.

Siming raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you don't just want to eat?"

The cotton-padded jacket opened its big round eyes: "I just want to eat."

Si Ming's fist is a bit hard, but he is quite straightforward.

"After eating it, are you sure he can regain his memory and get rid of the evil spirit of blood?"

"Ang." Mian Yao puffed up her small breasts silently. She was very powerful, and she was the best at eating ghosts.

Okay, Si Ming decided to believe her.

"you eat."

Before Si Ming could finish his words, the cotton-padded jacket rushed toward Luo Fuxu like a gust of wind. Anyone who slowed down for a second would be disrespectful to the food.

The unlucky guy who was overturned and Siming who took a staggering step... didn't need to be so anxious.

As soon as Luo Fuxu was swallowed, he was "pulled out". The process did not take a second.

Siming and the unfortunate ghost sighed that the girl was digesting well.

Luo Fuxu shook his head, his memory slowly coming back to life.

There is no evil spirit in the body anymore and it becomes very pure.

Like a new soul that has just died.

But after all, it is no longer a pure soul body. Even without the evil spirit of blood, it cannot survive.

Siming was already very calm. This girl would give him surprises from time to time, which he thought was very good.

It's surprising that one bite can have such an effect.

He could generously let her eat the ghost in the scimitar.

The unlucky man covered his injured heart, remembering his lost arms and legs. He glanced at Luo Fuxu, who could be used twice, and felt his heart was stabbed several times.

Treat them differently, treat them differently.

Why does it pull out a pure soul?Even if you want to reintegrate, you can't.

The reason is that it is not "pulled" out, it is dirty.

unlucky...

He rolled his eyes and leaned forward flatteringly: "Little cute human being, do you want to eat me too and help me eat away my bad luck?"

"Don't you want to eat me? Come on, come on, you're welcome."

The cotton-padded jacket's eyes suddenly lit up, and he bit off the unfortunate man's arm with a whimper, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and "pulled" out a pure arm.

The cotton-padded jacket wanted to eat more, but Siming pinched his mouth.The unfortunate man lowered his head silently and ran to the corner to fix his arm.

Siming sneered, "If you don't do it, you will die."

Seeing that Luo Fuxu had almost recovered, he said, "Do you remember your name?"

Luo Fuxu didn't know Mian Yao and Siming, and was a little confused about the situation in front of him. He nodded: "Remember, my name is Luo Fuxu. Where are you here?"

Siming did not answer, but continued to ask: "Is there any last memory?"

"The last memory?"

Luo Fuxu patted his head: "By the way, I will deliver food to grandpa, then rush home, and then..."

Luo Fuxu's pupils suddenly tightened, obviously remembering the horrifying scene.

With trembling lips, he asked, "Am I dead? I remember that person broke my neck. I didn't even feel any pain, so I lost consciousness."

"Yes," Si Ming simply told Luo Fuxu what happened these days.

Luo Fuxu looked dazed and sad, and stayed alone for a long time.

The unlucky ghosts whose souls had become fainter floated over.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you."

Luo Fuxu looked at the unlucky man, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This is fate, I don't blame you."

The unfortunate man cried again, this time he was moved.

It said that the Luo family was all well, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed.

However, it was because the Luo family was so nice that it stayed and harmed Luo Fuxu.

What kind of fucking logic is this? The unfortunate guy couldn't figure it out, but he was very sad, blamed himself, and felt guilty.

Luo Fuxu had no time to comfort him and looked at Siming hopefully: "Comrade Si, can I see my family? I want to say goodbye to them."

"It's okay to ask for help in dreams. I want them to live well and not feel sorry for me."

"If I don't say goodbye to them, they will definitely be sad and unable to let go."

Especially his grandfather, Luo Fuxu could imagine how the old man felt guilty, sad and self-destructive.

Si Ming pondered for a moment and said: "You have a special destiny and have been contaminated with evil spirits, so you have lost the qualification to be reincarnated."

"There are two ways now. One is to become a lonely ghost. Over time, the soul gradually dissipates, and finally the soul disappears."

"One is to work with me and accumulate merit. Maybe you can enter the underworld and work as a ghost servant."

"But the process will be very hard and long, and the result may not be good."

"If you choose the latter, I will arrange for you to entrust your family with dreams, which will be regarded as an employment benefit."

As soon as Luo Fuxu opened his mouth, the unfortunate man screamed.

"What else is there to choose? Two, two, two, that's two. Honey, are you still missing someone? Can I do it?"

"I am very good and obedient. I was a good student during my lifetime and a good ghost after I was born."

"Whether it's running errands and delivering messages or serving tea and water, I can do it."

Siming glanced at it: "It depends on your performance."

The unlucky guy grinned with joy. This was a promise, right?

"I will definitely perform well, thank you leader."

"Crack..." One of its legs was torn off by the cotton-padded jacket and swallowed.

The cotton-padded jacket looked innocent, and Siming turned his head and pretended not to notice.

unlucky...

Silently, I ran around the corner and stretched my legs again.

This was its fate. It lay flat and stopped struggling.

Luo Fuxu felt a little sympathy for the unlucky guy, and was secretly glad that he had a good grandfather who would not be eaten casually.

The child probably didn't know that it had already been eaten once.

"Thank you, Comrade Si. I will choose the second one. Thank you very much."

Siming nodded, as long as he wasn't stupid, he would know to choose the second option.

Zhao Guoyan is responsible for the rest of the things here.

Siming took the cotton-padded jacket and the two ghosts back to the cleaning company.

The cotton-padded jacket looked eagerly at Siming, coveting the ghost in his scimitar.

Siming hehe...

(End of this chapter)