Otherworldly Merchant

With a breeze blowing through, I couldn't help but cover my nose with a strong fishy smell.

I suddenly discovered what was wrong with Sister Guan - it was the smell!

Previously in the antique store, Guan's body smelled like Sichuan hot pot, but now she smells like heavy fish, as if she just killed a pile of fish.

Sister Guan seemed scared and anxious, and the horse kept dragging me to her house.

As soon as I entered Guan's house, I couldn't help but take a few steps back. The smell was terrible. It's like it's not a warm home, it's a live fish slaughterhouse filled with smells and smells.

Sister Guan saw my expression and kept telling me sorry.

“Sister Guan, where's your husband?” I couldn't help but gauge the luxury decor in the house and see that Guan was very attentive.

Sister Guan pointed at the kitchen with her fingers and just tried to show me the way, but she was afraid to shrink her feet back.

I know Guan must have been scared!

I comforted Sister Guan for a few words and walked to the kitchen alone.

All I could hear was the chirping and chewing in the kitchen, with a low roar. I sensed it with my senses and didn't notice the presence of gloom in the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and the scene made me take a breath of air and shake myself.

Only a man was squatting in the corner of the kitchen, holding a live, jumping carp in his hand. The carp's back had been bitten out of its teeth and blood was flowing. The fish was also shaking its tail as if it could not stand the pain of the flesh being ripped off alive.

The man turned around, an indigo face, red eyes staring at me dead!

More terribly, his mouth was still bleeding and his teeth exposed were filled with clear scales.

Needless to say, this man must be Guan's husband.

The man seemed upset when I broke in. He dropped the fish, limbs on the ground, flexibly jumped onto the stove like a cat.

Ho Ho!

He opened his mouth to me, making a sound like a hard squeeze from deep in his throat, and his saliva was bleeding out of his mouth.

I hurried out a piece of sand and scattered it.

As soon as Zhu sand touched the man's body, his body shook a few times, then he glanced over and fell off the stove.

When Guan heard the movement in the kitchen, she ran in and saw her husband fall to the floor. In a hurry, he rushed up to hold her husband and whimpered in tears.

“Dead bastard, you just go and tell me to fuck a woman!” Sister Guan punched her chest in the foot.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I was afraid to upset Guan, so I held my smile and patted her on the shoulder. “Guan, calm down, your husband will be fine. ”

Sister Guan raised a face full of tears and asked: "Boss Zhang, is my husband really okay? ”

I nodded, fingering the man lying on the ground.

Sister Guan followed my fingers and found her husband breathing heavily.

Sister Guan saw that her husband was fine and held her for a while to cry, but this time she cried with joy: “Dead ghost, you scared me to death. ”

I helped Guan bring her husband to bed. After her husband's heart stabilized, I asked in detail what had happened recently?

Her husband told me that his name was Deng. Since he was a kid, he loved to drum up some food. Later, he opened a hot pot town with his wife...

Sister Guan told me about this situation. I interrupted Brother Deng and asked him to focus on raw fish.

Brother Deng frowned and said he didn't know why. He had recently become obsessed with eating raw fish fillets and thought they were the best in the world and the best kind with blood. Sometimes he sees live fish wanting to go up and bite, and he can't even control his appetite.

I asked Brother Deng if anything unusual happened during this time. Like going to some unclean place or receiving some strange antiques.

Brother Deng thought carefully and shook his head very firmly. Said he was home except Hot Pot City, two o'clock first line, never been anywhere else.

That's strange. I felt a strong pubic breath just now, but I couldn't find a pubic spirit. What the hell is going on?

Sister Guan suddenly clapped her hands and shouted: “I remember, I used to have a big white cat in my house. The cat suddenly ran away the other day. Forget it. The cat ran just in time when I was openly eating raw fish. Could it be the cat demon? ”

Sister Guan's words are a bit unbelievable, but they are not completely unreasonable.

When some animals become demons, they attach themselves to humans, and the possessed person retains the habit of demons. For example, in many places, someone's temper changes dramatically and he likes to eat strange things, most of them possessed by demons.

Brother Deng loves fish so much and still raw fish tablets. Isn't that like cats? Also, when Zhu Sang hit Brother Deng, he put out the cat's movements.

I think Sister Guan is right, it must be the cat demon!

Just make sure it's the cat demon, I'll let Sister Guan find a big white dog.

Sister Guan left immediately and came back after two or three hours. She came back with a white Chinese farm dog. The fur color was not so pure, but okay, barely enough.

I took that dog to Brother Deng's bed, and the dog barked and barked, after all, the animal felt several times more sensitive to pubic air than humans.

Shortly afterwards, something appeared in Brother Deng's body, his stomach drummed up suddenly, but soon disappeared again. He twisted his body painfully and kept rolling in bed.

Mmm-hmm!

Brother Deng covered his throat and his face changed shape: “It hurts! ”

As soon as I saw it, I hurried to comfort Brother Deng: “Brother Deng, hold on, the possessed cat demon will be out soon. ”

Sister Guan seemed reluctant to look at her husband in pain, sadly wiping tears, her head twisted to one side.

All of a sudden, Brother Deng was grabbed by a clear hand and his body was thrown into the air, as if with a special effect, his limbs and spinal bones were straight!

After a few seconds, Brother Deng's body dropped and fell heavily on the bed.

Sister Guan turned her head anxiously and rushed to the bed: “Boss Zhang, is my husband okay? ”