Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Well, it won't eat the spiritual fruit after being fed. I thought it was difficult to raise, but I didn't expect it to like eating feed."

"Don't worry, my dear son-in-law, the feed is all natural, without any additives. If humans can eat it, then the chickens can eat it too."

Su Chen looked at the two people circling around his feet. They didn't look like chickens at all. Their flattering appearance made them more like two dogs.

Wang Ma watched this scene and said with a smile, "Son-in-law, these two chickens are very affectionate to you. When we get close to them, they are very aggressive. If I didn't have a way, they would have been pecked by me long ago."

"Oh, what method did Wang Ma use?"

"Haha, it's nothing. If you don't behave, just go hungry and eat in front of them. Watch them chirp and complain about not getting any food. This way, they'll be much better behaved next time."

"...Mother Wang is truly amazing, a truly versatile talent."

As the two were talking, there was a rustling sound. They subconsciously turned their heads and saw a person lying on the ground with his butt sticking up, doing something unknown.

Su Chen looked at the ghostly aura on the man and narrowed his eyes. The ghostly aura was so strong in broad daylight. This man must be possessed by a ghost.

It is still a fierce ghost. It is very brave to come out in broad daylight.

Mother Wang walked over and kicked him, saying angrily, "Get up, Xiao Ding, what are you doing? If you don't want to do it, just say so. What's wrong with lying on the ground?"

The person lying on the ground suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Wang Ma fiercely. There was grass stuffed in his mouth, and he was chewing it slowly like a madman.

Wang Ma subconsciously stepped back and raised her hand to accuse him, "There's something wrong with this guy. Someone, come quickly and catch him for me."

Ding Cheng seemed to have lost his soul, with only hunger in his eyes and heart. He rushed forward to bite the person who was trying to catch him, wishing he could tear off a piece of his flesh.

The bodyguard screamed and raised his hand to hit him.

Su Chen raised his hand and patted him. Ding Cheng trembled all over and subconsciously opened his mouth. Blood slid down the corners of his mouth, which looked very creepy.

His consciousness was slowly returning. He looked around blankly, met the bodyguard's alert and fearful eyes, looked down at his hands, and felt a strong sense of hunger in his stomach.

The discomfort was so severe that it made his expression more painful.

"I'm hungry. I'm so hungry. Aunt Wang, please get me something to eat."

Aunt Wang looked down and saw that his stomach was swollen. If he continued to eat, his stomach would probably burst. It was obvious that this person was not in good condition.

He looked at him warily: "Ding Cheng, look at your stomach. How can you still be hungry after eating so much? If something is wrong with your body, don't move around. Let me take a look at you."

Su Chen said calmly, "Evil ghost, why don't you come out quickly? Do you want me to beat you to pieces?"

Ding Cheng's originally confused expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his voice turned into a cold voice: "Haha, it turns out to be a stinky Taoist priest. Xuanmen has long been in decline."

"I won't come out, what can you do..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the figure in front of him disappear. A strong sense of unease surged in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to look back, but someone kicked him hard in the back.

A black shadow was kicked out, and before it could get up, its body was stepped on by a foot, and no matter how it struggled, it could not get free.

Ding Cheng slowly woke up from lying on the ground, looking around blankly, not knowing what was going on, until he felt nauseous and started vomiting.

An unpleasant smell wafted out. Wang Ma's bodyguard covered his nose and looked at the person vomiting on the ground with a strange look in his eyes.

"Ugh~~, ugh~~~~"

Ding Cheng finally finished vomiting and rolled to the side weakly. He felt that he had no strength left in his body and his head was dizzy and he couldn't think at all.

Su Chen waved his hand: "Come here, clean him up and bring him back to the villa. I have something to ask him."

"Yes, uncle."

Half an hour later, Su Chen sat on the sofa in the villa, looked at the person standing, and asked softly: "You are the one in charge of building the garden, right? Sit down and tell me slowly."

Ding Cheng nodded and sat down, his eyes a little confused: "Sir, what's wrong with me?"