"Yeah!"

Qiuqiu lay on Shao Zifeng's shoulder, his two little claws tightly grasped his hood, crying that it was so painful that the pear blossoms were raining.

"Not afraid or not, Qiuqiu is good."

The lights in the Christchurch Cathedral were brightly lit. Shao Zifeng patted the ball's back like a child. A pale head floated beside him. Black and red liquid kept on his black eyes, and he looked like he looked guilty.

【Name】: The Spirit of Resentment

【Growth】: Growth period

【Status】: Healthy, Ghost Body

【Strength】: First-level

【Door】: None

【Outline】: None

【Purpose】: None

【Science】: None

【Attribute】:小/light (not activated)

【Potential】:★

[Talent]: Intimidation: Combining the terrain environment to create a terrifying atmosphere, making the target's psychological defense more fragile.

【Skill】: Prank, intimidation

【Special Stunt】: The Last Song of Ge Jiastafu

【Evolutionary Pathway】: None

【Special Form】: Prayer Holy Spirit

[Note]: He was the most devout nun in the Cathedral of Christchurch before his death. Before his death, he suffered inhuman torture. After his eyes were dug out, he still insisted on completing his final prayer, thus becoming a mutant creature. As a mutant creature with two sides, its personality is very contradictory and will feel guilty after a prank.

Looking at the resentful spirit floating in front of him, Shao Zifeng didn't know what to say for a moment.

Today is really an eye-opener. Humans can actually become mutated creatures after death. Is it because of the prayers before death?

What's outrageous is that this vengeful spirit with only one star potential and only one level of strength has a very attractive stunt and special form. You must know that the stunts of Qiuqiu are still in unlocking.

Shao Zifeng looked up at the statue of the Holy Mother holding the Holy Infant behind the altar. He had an uncontrollable idea in his heart. Since Daxia has ancestral spirits like Wa Ling, I don’t know if there are any Western countries.

However, based on the legends of the East and the West, faith in the East belongs to ancestor worship, and as for the faith in the West...

Their private lives are quite fascinating, and they don’t even let their daughters go. So even if there are ancestral spirits in the West, there shouldn’t be a pattern of ancestral spirits in the East and humans getting along with each other, right?

Just as Shao Zifeng was in deep thought, Qiuqiu's crying became less and less. It glanced at Shao Zifeng quietly, and was unhappy when he saw that he didn't coax him.

Qiuqiu's small eyes rolled around, and suddenly turned his head and hooked his claws at the mutant resentful spirit.

The mutant spirit in a feeling of shame blinked its black eyes, then flew towards the ball.

The mutant spirit floated behind Shao Zifeng, with a few sparse hairs shaking on his bare head, and the ball with black and red blood flowing eyes straight into the ball, which looked ugly and cute.

The two guys stared at each other with big eyes. Qiuqiu looked at the corner of his mouth, showing his signature evil smile, and then quickly raised his little claws and slapped the resentful spirit's face.

Bang!

The confused resentful spirit's face quickly deformed and his head flew out like a ball.

"Yeah!!!"

The familiar cry resounded through the church again. Shao Zifeng quickly turned his head and saw Qiuqiu closing his eyes tightly, and his little claws kept waving like a turtle punch, as if he was greatly frightened.

Shao Zifeng looked at the resentment spirit floating from the table and chairs on the ground again, and instantly found out the scene of the resentment spirit threatening Qiuqiu and finally being knocked away by Qiuqiu.

"Be good Qiuqiu, I'm here, we're not afraid of it."

"That, how old are you bullying us Qiuqiu. He is still a child."

The spirit of resentment wanted to explain something when facing Shao Zifeng's accusations, but could only make a whimpering sound. At this time, it saw the ball with tears still hanging on the corner of its eyes and suddenly made a face at it. When Shao Zifeng looked over, he turned into a pitiful look of grievance. The spirit of resentment was almost exploded.

Finally, the more it thought about it, it felt more and more aggrieved. It raised its head and cried loudly, and the black and red liquid flowed downwards.

"This..." Shao Zifeng couldn't say anything else when he saw this. He turned his head to look at Aqiu who was crying less. The little guy first shrank his head with guilt, and then seemed to remember something, sobbing with a whimper.

Shao Zifeng's face turned dark, recalling the bad deeds of Qiuqiu before. How could it be scared by the resentful spirit that he could use as a toy? He was actually fooled again!!

After a while, the spirit of resentment finally got tired of crying. It turned its back to Shao Zifeng and the others, as if it was still sulking.

Shao Zifeng was originally going to ask him if he knew about Mrs. Silver Fern, but now he seemed a little troublesome. Qiuqiu knew that he had made a mistake and dared not act like a monster now. The little guy tore open the crack in the space and pulled out a travel bag that was much bigger than it. Then he looked at Shao Zifeng attentively: "Yeah."

"You." Shao Zifeng poked his little head with his fingers: "No this is allowed next time."

"Yeah~"

Qiuqiu held his head with his little paws, quickly pointed it, and then looked at the travel bag in Shao Zifeng's hand with covetous eyes.

After opening the travel bag, taking out a rain cloth from it and spreading it on the ground. After setting the gas pot and gas cylinder, Shao Zifeng began to prepare food for Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu jumped off him and rolled happily on the rain cloth, without any dignity or awareness as a dragon. He has been sleeping outside in the wind and open space for many years, and almost every meal has been solved on this rain cloth, so Aqiu likes to lie on the rain cloth and play.

Shao Zifeng looked at it with a smile, put the nutritionist's special dry food and drinks separately, and placed them next to Qiuqiu: "Eat it, don't spread it outside."

"Yeah~"

Qiuqiu screamed happily, sat in front of the plate and started eating with his little paws holding the food.

After finishing the work of Qiuqiu's food, Shao Zifeng put the gas bottle on and unscrewed the gas pan. He held the wooden shovel and thought for a while, then cut the crack in the space and shouted opposite: "Big cat, go catch two fish for me and allow you to eat one."

“Mao~”

The big cat's low response soon came from inside. After a while, a black shadow jumped out from the crack in the space. The big cat was holding two crystal fish that were struggling constantly, looking at the surrounding environment sneakily. After seeing the ball, it instantly squatted on the ground with its back straightened, allowing the crystal fish to slap the face without moving at all.

Little paws held the quilt and drank grandma's ball and glanced at it, put down the cup and poured it back.

The big cat put down the crystal fish like an electric shock, rushed to the rain cloth like lightning, and caught the falling ball.

Qiuqiu found a comfortable position to lie down, and patted his bulging belly with satisfaction: "Hey~ hiccup--"

Shao Zifeng picked up the crystal fish and treated it, and looked at them with a funny look: "That is, the big cat is honest, you will bully it."

“Mao~”

The big cat shook his head firmly, as if telling the big owner that he did not feel bullied.

Shao Zifeng shook his head and started to work on his own affairs. He wiped the bottom of the pot and poured some cooking oil. After the oil heated up, he lifted the crystal fish and put it in the pot.

Zi —

The oil in the pan boiled, and the scent of the smell spread instantly. The big cat looked straight into the pan, constantly swallowing the water.

Fry the crystal fish until both sides are golden, sprinkle a little salt on low heat, and even if the supper is ready, Shao Zifeng nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the fruits of his labor. He has cooked his own meals outside these years, and the crystal fish he raised in the pet space is his main food.

"This is yours." Shao Zifeng shoveled up a fish with a wooden shovel and threw it to the big cat.

“Mao~”

The big cat took the fish and swallowed it in a few bites, then looked at the pan and licked his mouth with unsatisfactory desire.

Suddenly it was cold all over, and the ball lying on it was staring at it as if warning. The big cat suddenly withered and lay on its paws to savor the fragrance of grilled fish.

When Shao Zifeng was about to eat, he found that the spirit of resentment had come over at some point. He looked at the crystal fish in the pot with his eyes, and the black and red liquid flowed downwards. Although this thing would disappear directly when it fell on the ground, Shao Zifeng had no appetite when he saw it.

His mouth twitched: "You want to eat too?"

“Oh~”

The spirit of resentment tapped his big head, and the black and red liquid fell everywhere as he swung.

Shao Zifeng suppressed his nausea and handed the pan to the resentment spirit: "Then you eat it... Hey hey, eat it, don't lean on me."

The spirit of resentment flew away from Shao Zifeng with some loss, lay on the pot and took a deep breath. He saw that the originally golden and seductive crystal fish instantly seemed to have weathered, turning into gray-white powder.

When Qiuqiu saw that Shao Zifeng's food was robbed, he knocked the big cat with his paws in a little upset.

"Forget it, I'll just eat some dry food." Shao Zifeng put down the pan and took out a pack of unfinished biscuits from his travel bag. He was about to hand it to his mouth, but he found that the black eyes of the Spirit of Resentment were staring at the biscuits in his hand.

Shao Zifeng put down the biscuits: "Isn't you full?"

The spirit of resentment pointed his ugly head and whispered embarrassedly: "Oh~"

Shao Zifeng also handed over the biscuits: "Oh, eat it, eat it... I told you not to lean on me!!"

After sucking the biscuits into powder, the spirit of resentment looked at Shao Zifeng for the third time. At this time, the ball was already on the verge of explosion, and two eyes burning with flames stared at the spirit of resentment fiercely.

Shao Zifeng spread his hands: "Stop looking, it's gone this time, but... If you can answer a few questions from me, I can fry a few more fish for you."

The lost spirit of resentment suddenly came to his mind, looking at Shao Zifeng with anticipation: "Oh~"

Shao Zifeng sat cross-legged on the rain cloth, sorted out some information he had received so far and asked: "How long have you been here?"

The spirit of resentment was stunned. Then Shao Zifeng saw three of its sparse hairs standing up on its head. He stretched out three fingers to confirm, "Three years?"

"Oh~" the spirit of resentment nodded.

It turned out to be just dead three years ago, which means it actually died in the disaster initiated by the Holy Source. I thought it was a nun who died in the Middle Ages, but this is better. As an eyewitness, it may provide more clues.

Thinking of this, Shao Zifeng continued to ask: "Then have you ever seen Mrs. Silver Fern?"
To be continued...