What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

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on the way home.

Su Yu deliberately took a detour, leading the two of them to the newly opened night market.

After taking their seats, she handed the menus to the two big shots.

"I'm treating you today."

Ryoko took the menu, glanced at it, and then handed it back to her.

Lord Ghost King coughed lightly and said, "Since Xiaoyu is treating us, then why don't you cook something delicious to reward us?"

Su Yu: "Do I look like someone who can cook?"

"Then, I have this stew pot..."

Lord Ghost King took out the stewing pot he had used before and placed it in front of Su Yu.

Crystal glass stew pots transform any ingredient into an exquisite delicacy.

"How about it? Want to give it a try...?"

Lord Ghost King is already prepared to wait for his wife to cook for him.

His face was full of anticipation.

Ryoko was actually looking forward to it too, but she kept a low profile.

Su Yu stroked the heavy, ornate stew pot and sighed softly.

"Since you want to save me money, then..."

"Have you all made your selections? Please place your orders here!"

Su Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pale-faced, lifeless figure.

Is this a dead person?

No, it looks like a ghost in human skin!

She was wearing work clothes and looked at Su Yu with a smile.

"Guest officer?"

Those around her didn't notice anything unusual about her, but Su Yu could.

So, if even Su Yu could sense something was wrong, then Ghost King and Ryoko would naturally be able to as well.

The Demon King pressed down on Ryoko's hand, which was about to draw her sword.

She smiled and said, "Three servings of grilled skewers, please."

"Okay, sir."

The listless waiters walked past them.

Ryoko frowned: "What's wrong with that person?"

The Ghost King calmly said, "It's nothing. She's just here to work. She doesn't seem like a dangerous or ambitious person. Let her be."

"Is it this hard to even be a ghost these days?"

"Haha, who says it isn't?"

The Ghost King sighed, rested his chin on his hand, and gazed wistfully at the sky.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I only have a little over a million in my account right now! It's not nearly enough."

Are you going to work too?

The Ghost King shook his head, snorted, and said:

"It's impossible for me to work; I can only survive by robbing and taking bribes..."

164. Who can resist your little temptations?

For the next few days, Su Yu stayed in her family's small supermarket, never leaving it.

We bought so much food that night that we absolutely had to finish it all.

That stew pot was indeed very useful. No matter what ingredients you put in, they could be transformed into a master-level culinary creation. Su Yu even had the idea of ​​taking it for herself.

Miss Ghost King was naturally happy to give it to her.

However, considering that if she accepted the stew pot, she would have to take on the troublesome task of cooking for a long time, Su Yu chose to refuse.

It's naturally easier to just drift through life than to complete tasks.

In the blink of an eye, half of this month-long vacation has already passed.

"Meng Po is completely silent now."

Lord Ghost King gazed at the main road outside the door, lost in thought.

"Theoretically speaking, this guy shouldn't give up so easily, right?"

Ryoko snorted and said, "You seem to be quite looking forward to her coming?"

As the saying goes, it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you.

She would rather those old fogies come over and tear off their mask, and have a good, satisfying fight with her.

It's pointless to remain suspicious of each other and do nothing.

……

So, what were Meng Po and her old companions doing at this time?

Or perhaps it's in another corner of the city.

It was still that same unremarkable inn, in an unremarkable room.

Meng Po and her old companions sat in a circle.

Everyone's spirits are noticeably lower than they were two weeks ago.

If I had to put it in words, it's like having my life force drained by a ghost.

Oh……

They were originally ghosts, and had no yang energy.

Meng Po sighed and said, "Now that things have come to this, we have to admit that making money is very difficult."

Old buddy A: "I worked for half a month, making money by telling fortunes, and only earned fifty yuan. I was also fined one hundred yuan by the urban management officers and had my stall confiscated!"

Old buddy B: "Ha! Useless stuff, at least I made two hundred!"

Old buddy C: "Hehe, I earned a whole two thousand yuan working at the haunted house!"

Meng Po tapped on the table.

"Do you really think you can bribe Miss Su with this little bit of money? Who wouldn't be tempted by such a small amount?!"

The three old friends fell silent.

At this rate of making money, by the time they've earned enough to bribe Miss Su, she'll probably be an old woman by then.

What's the point of bribery then?

Meng Po softened her tone and said, "The current methods of making money are definitely not going to work. We need to take some shortcuts."

"Shall we rob someone?"

"Or should we lie?"

"Or maybe rent a few human skins to seduce rich people?"

These old guys are still quite sharp-minded; they understand things very quickly.

However, people of their status who engage in such fraudulent and deceptive work will face retribution much faster than others.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized it still didn't seem very respectable.

Had to give up.

"then what should we do?"

They then turned their attention to Meng Po.

Meng Po coughed and said, "Actually, it's quite simple..."

"If you can't bribe them with money, try to befriend them, or become their master and servant, or their apprentice!"

She smiled slightly as she said this.

"Humans value relationships the most; they would give anything for their friends, lovers, brothers, and sisters."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three old friends all became profound.

Good guy.

As expected of Meng Po.

I've lived longer than them and know more than them.

……

And so, the next day arrived.

As soon as Su Yu opened the supermarket door, she saw three, uh, elderly people, squatting in front of her house.

Although they all look young, no more than forty years old, everyone knows that their ages are in the thousands.

"Miss Su, you..."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Su Yu closed the door.

We need to stay away from these guys!

Su Yu silently took a few steps back and took out a hammer from her backpack.

She opened the door again and raised the hammer.