"So stinky! So stinky!"
The tongue recoiled from the pungent smell.
After being dazed for two seconds, as if not quite believing it, the tongue stretched out cautiously, probing towards Huzi's rough sole again.
"So stinky!!!"
But before it even touched the sole, it withdrew in distaste, spitting out a few lumps of saliva and then going off to find other feet.
But it didn't dare to get close to the last pair of feet; it felt like it would be struck by lightning if it did.
Turning around, it still ended up in front of Hu Zi's delicate feet.
With no other choice,
it had to try again.
It gently licked the rough sole with its tongue.
Who knew, with this lick, it froze on the spot, falling straight to the ground like an ice lolly, foaming at the mouth.
"Oh, you must be enchanted by the fragrance of Master Hu's delicate feet!"
Seeing this, Hu Zi couldn't help but laugh and lifted his delicate foot, stomping hard on the tongue.
The tongue was terrified and tried to retreat under the sofa.
"Oh, where do you think you're going? Take a kick from your Grandpa Hu!"
Hu Zi furiously stomped on it, and the tongue seemed to have fainted, lying limp on the ground, twitching occasionally.
The room was filled with a strong smell of feet.
"Enough, enough, Hu Zi, put your shoes back on! It's burning my eyes!" Lu Fei waved his hand, almost choking up tears.
If this continues, we might accidentally hurt our own comrades.
Hu Zi stomped a few more times before reluctantly putting his shoes back on.
"Mr. Guan, are you okay?" Lu Fei stood up and fanned the air with his hand.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine, but my eyes are a bit sore." Mr. Guan, who had been dumbfounded, finally came to his senses after a long while and realized that his eyes were actually watering.
As for the tongue, it lay half-dead on the floor, as if it had lost all its strength and power.
"A ghost is actually... afraid of foot odor..." Mr. Guan found it hard to believe.
"There's a folk belief that ghosts fear objects of pure yang, and also filthy things. So, sometimes even feces can have a certain exorcising effect," Lu Fei analyzed seriously, "But I think Hu Zi's 'jade feet' are even more effective than feces!"
I'm afraid only Little Black's dog poop could rival it, both belonging to the category of biochemical weapons.
And that clever Little Black had already run to the side of the window by the time Huszi's shoes were taken off.
"There's such a saying!" Xiaoguan felt his worldview being refreshed.
"Haha, there are also benefits to not washing your feet!" Huszi, with a proud face, stomped on Tongue again, "Now you know how formidable your Lord Hu Zi is! You get to lick my noble feet as much as you want!"
"Huszi, stop playing and lift up the sofa." Lu Fei gestured with his hand.
The tongue had stretched out from under the sofa, clearly, there was something beneath it.
"Alright!"
Huszi rolled up his nonexistent sleeves, grabbed the bottom of the sofa with both hands, and lifted it forcefully.
The space underneath the sofa was revealed.
Covered with a thin layer of dust, the floor, besides a few dead cockroaches, also held a palm-sized doll pendant.
The doll was making a playful face with its tongue sticking out, which should have been cute and adorable.
But the moist, slippery tongue that was licking the bottom of the foot was precisely the one protruding from the doll's mouth, truly horrifying and bizarre.
"Isn't this my wife's phone charm?" Xiao Guan was greatly surprised, "It was lost not long after we moved in, so it turned out to have fallen under the sofa...but how could the charm turn into a ghost?
"Don't keep too many dolls at home. Human-shaped objects tend to attract yin, and it's easy for unclean things to attach to them. Usually, there's nothing much to worry about, but your house is a luxurious coffin-like dwelling, and there are plenty of malevolent spirits wanting to move in.",
Lu Fei explained with a smile.
"Living here is like competing with ghosts and evil spirits for territory, it's no wonder they cause trouble."
Xiao Guan found nothing amusing about the situation.
It was their house, paid for with their own money, yet it seemed as if they were the ones disturbing the evil spirits.
"What about the others?"
"Don't worry, we'll deal with them one by one. No matter how many there are, I'll clear them all out for you." Lu Fei casually threw a ghost-repelling talisman at the doll.
The tongue, which had already lost its ability to resist, vanished in an instant.
The pendant turned back into an ordinary pendant.
But Xiao Guan did not dare to pick it up.
"Who's next?" Lu Fei surveyed the house and stepped toward the bathroom, "Let's see just how many hairs are on that arm."
Hu Zi, with excitement all over his face, rubbed the hair on his own arm: "Let it come out and compare with me, Hu Ye!"
The two of them appeared so relaxed and calm, as if they were there to have fun rather than to catch a ghost.
But how could Xiao Guan still doubt their abilities? Catching ghosts as easily as playing, weren't they truly skilled experts?
Watching the two enter the bathroom, he hurriedly followed, not daring to stay outside alone.
The bathroom was not large.
The white tiles reflected a cold light.
Lu Fei looked around and saw that there were only some ordinary bathing supplies on the shelf, with no dolls or similar items.
"In such a small place, where could it be hidden?"
The bathroom was clear at a glance. Lu Fei's gaze searched everywhere, and he suddenly noticed something like a bug crawling in the corner of the wall.
He immediately turned his head to look, but the bug had already disappeared into the drain.
"Another cockroach?" He pondered for a moment, then gestured to Hu Zi, "Hu Zi, open it up and take a look."
"Got it!"
Hu Zi squatted down and lifted the cover of the drain, finding a large, wet mass blocking it.
"What is this stuff?"
He had Xiao Guan find a clothes hanger, unfolded it, and used the hook to poke inside. To his surprise, he pulled out a large clump of long hair mixed with dead cockroaches.
"Mind your hygiene. Why are there cockroaches everywhere in your house!"
Huzi's face was full of disgust. The drain seemed like a bottomless pit, with dead cockroaches and hair strands increasing the more he fished them out, almost piling up into a small mountain.
As he continued to fish things out, he suddenly felt that the surroundings had become a bit quiet and dim.
"What's going on, is there a power outage?"
He looked up and was instantly stunned.
Wet, long black hair cascaded down from above, completely covering his head.
"Where did I get such long hair..."
A chill came from above, and Huzi, realizing something, slowly lifted his head.
Suddenly, he found himself face to face with a deathly pale woman's face!
"Damn it!"
Huzi immediately reached for his back, but it was empty.
"Shit! Where's my knife?"
He was completely stunned.
Without time to think about where the knife had gone, he started to run, but the female ghost immediately pressed down on his shoulders with her deathly white hands. He felt a sudden, heavy weight on his shoulders, as if carrying an iceberg, and couldn't even stand up.
The face of the female ghost was swollen, and her hair was wet and cold, as if she had just been pulled out of the water.
Her pale face gradually descended, getting closer and closer to Hu Zi's face.
"I'm warning you, don't come any closer! Hu Ye's first kiss is reserved for my future wife..."
As the black lips of the female ghost approached his mouth, Hu Zi bit through his own tongue and sprayed out a mouthful of true yang energy.
Pfft!
In a flash, the female ghost disappeared.
Hu Zi found himself squatting beside the drain, holding a big clump of messy hair and cockroaches, and he quickly threw it away in disgust.
"Hu Zi, what did you see?"
He heard the boss's voice in his ear. Turning his head, he found that the missing ghost-head saber was in the boss's hand.