Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Su Ming walked toward the skeleton bride with a tragic expression.

As he walked, he unbuttoned his clothes, as if performing some kind of ritual before a sacrifice.

The skeleton bride instinctively took a step back.

Within its dark, hollow eye sockets, ghostly flames flickered slightly.

Not right.

Twelve out of ten things are not right.

The man's face was clearly filled with sorrow, and his steps were as heavy as if he were going to his death.

But it couldn't detect a trace of fear, despair, or collapse.

Instead, it's a slowly rising sense of excitement.

It seems he really is going to "wedding night".

Moreover...it seems...there's also a certain unspoken expectation.

Did I just bring in a pervert?

I took two or three steps.

Su Ming suddenly froze on the spot.

A series of notification boxes kept popping up in front of my eyes, so densely packed that they almost blocked my vision.

[Ghostly School Beauty's Affection +1, Current Affection: 1/300]

[Headless female corpse's favorability +1. Current favorability: 88/200]

+1…

+1…

At the same time, Su Ming discovered that he had also triggered a mission.

[Side quest triggered: I like your clothes that cover your skin and flesh, can you give them to me?]

"What's going on?"

Su Ming was completely bewildered.

What are Wen Qi and the headless female corpse doing now?

Why has my favorability rating suddenly started to increase dramatically?

The Skeleton Bride noticed that Su Ming had taken a few steps and then stopped. Her jaw made a clicking sound, as if she were laughing.

Sure enough, this man was an imposter.

He merely suppressed his fear; in reality, he dared not approach.

So he was just putting on a brave face.

Being stuck in place is the best proof.

The eerie fire in his eyes suddenly flared up, and his malice almost materialized.

Just like the mission said, I took a fancy to your clothes, which covered your skin and flesh.

Why don't you give it to me?

A bony hand reached out silently.

With a gentle grab, a large chunk of Su Ming's flesh, skin and all, was torn off.

It was as easy as tearing off a piece of soft mud.

The large chunk of flesh was quickly absorbed by the bone hand.

Fine blood vessels spread rapidly across the surface of the finger bones, followed by capillaries and a thin layer of muscle, like new buds sprouting from withered branches.

It is this feeling.

The skeleton bride trembled with satisfaction, her jaw clicking.

It wanted to wear Su Ming on its body, making him its new shell.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a groan full of pleasure rang out.

The sudden sound startled the skeleton bride.

The voice came from Su Ming.

It wasn't a scream.

Instead, it was a groan of pleasure.

It was as if his own claw had swiped at Su Ming, giving him a thrill.

Su Ming then noticed the skeleton bride.

His first words were, "What are you doing?"

I don't know when it came over; I was looking at the pop-up window and didn't notice it.

Then I looked down again.

A large chunk of flesh was missing from his arm.

No wonder he felt an indescribable pleasure all over his body just now, which made him groan involuntarily.

You asked if it hurts?

Compared to Wen Qi's and the headless female corpse's methods, this damage is nothing more than an appetizer.

Not to mention, Su Ming also possesses knowledge of flesh and blood regeneration.

The large chunk of flesh missing from the arm began to regenerate at a visible speed.

The skeleton bride shook her head, her jaw clicking.

It doesn't believe it.

Then, it suddenly raised its bony hand and this time grabbed off an even larger piece of flesh.

"Hmm~"

Then came another groan of pure pleasure, followed by a lingering, unsatisfying echo.

Catch again, chant again~

The skeleton bride is going crazy.

In the end, it even felt as if it wasn't tearing his flesh apart, but rather giving him a massage.

Trouble.

I'm afraid I've encountered a real psychopath.

Su Ming waited for a while and noticed that the Skeleton Bride wasn't making any moves. Puzzled, he looked down and asked, his voice tinged with disappointment, "Continue."

The skeleton bride didn't speak; instead, she took a step back.

"To be honest, your technique is really mediocre."

"Although it can easily tear off human flesh, it's too crude and lacks creativity."

"If the maximum score is ten, I can only give you three points at most."

Su Ming also offered his comments.

The technique was really too ordinary and too rough, without any originality whatsoever.

Look at Wen Qi.

A body covered in millions of black hairs can instantly divide a person into small pieces of the same size.

It can even allow black hair to penetrate blood vessels, travel throughout the body, and finally bloom spectacularly at the heart.

The artistic feel is off the charts.

There was also a headless female corpse.

It's all about the aesthetics of melting and exploding.

The entire person melted like a candle, with flesh, blood, skin, and bones softening and liquefying inch by inch, creating a visually stunning effect.

The visual impact of the instantaneous explosion of flesh and blood elevates art to another level.

Although I've never seen a ghost in human skin kill someone.

However, in addition to the techniques used, the human-skin ghost also undergoes a certain degree of emotional cultivation to increase the sense of interaction.

Even the ghost that jumped off a building, after Su Ming's guidance, could be made to look like a major case of a police station being haunted, with an artistic and shocking feel.

The skeleton bride jerked her head back, nearly dislodging her jawbone.

It wondered if it was hallucinating.

What is this guy saying?

Why can't it understand?

Su Ming raised his hand and helped the skeleton bride's jawline up.

Then, shaking his head in disappointment, he said, "You're the worst ghost I've ever seen."

The skeleton bride's skeletal hands trembled slightly, whether from anger or bewilderment, it was hard to tell.

"However," Su Ming said earnestly, patting the Skeleton Bride on the shoulder, "there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Do you want me to teach you?

Suddenly, Su Ming understood why Wen Qi liked to teach him.

Teaching others is truly fulfilling.

"First of all, the idea of ​​hiding it in the welcome photo is great; it gives people a refreshing feeling."

"But the way they made their entrance was terrible."

"It was too sudden, there was absolutely no foreshadowing."

"It's scary, but..." Su Ming flipped his hand and said, "Not enough, you understand?"

"The negative emotion of fear can be greatly amplified by a sudden fright, but this amplification is also limited."

"You should lay the groundwork and gradually arouse his fear, instead of suddenly appearing and scaring him."

"Otherwise, even if you're scared to death, you'll waste a lot of negative emotions."

"Human fear is like wine; it takes time to mature."

"You need to make him realize something's wrong first, make him suspicious, and make him scare himself."

"Reappear when the fear has reached its peak."

"This is when you reap the greatest profits."

Seeing the skeleton bride's jawbone fall off again, Su Ming sighed and pushed it back up.

Did you understand what I said?

"And it wasn't just the way they appeared that was sudden."

"More importantly, there's a lack of ritual."

"Look," Su Ming pointed to the bridal chamber, "you dragged me in here and now you want to consummate our marriage."

"What about the preparations? The process? The steps of the wedding?"

"You're a ghost, so killing is normal for you. I understand, it's like a person eating."

"But your food is too rough; it's like you're just gnawing on a piece of raw meat."

"What about cooking? Forgot?"

"If you practice more, you'll eventually get a good meal."

The skull bride's jawbone fell off again.

But for some reason, it felt that what the man in front of it said made a lot of sense, and it couldn't refute it.

"And then there's your method of murder."

"His abilities are outstanding; he can easily tear a person's flesh off, which is excellent."

"Even more," Su Ming continued, picking up the skeleton bride's bony hand, which had grown a layer of flesh, "it can even transplant the flesh it grabbed back onto its own body. Not bad."

"But it's too rough and too brutal. Ordinary people can't withstand being scratched like that."

"You probably just grabbed it randomly."

The skeleton bride nodded blankly.

"See? I knew it." Su Ming shrugged. "If you grab randomly, you might just kill someone."

"I know that death is your ultimate goal, but what about the process? The process is the essence."

"Take a look at the Lychee Hotel." Su Ming took out his phone and scrolled through it: "Seven years, a full seven years, and only about twenty living people have ever come here."

As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable.

"Since there are few living people, you have to squeeze every last drop of value out of them."

"If hundreds of living people come to you every day for you to kill, then disregard what I said."

Putting the phone back, Su Ming closed the skull of the skeleton bride for the third time.

"Therefore, people must be killed slowly, tortured slowly, and squeezed dry as much of their nutrients as possible."

"Of course we have to catch them, but we can't catch them randomly, lest we accidentally kill them."

"There are still some vital positions to avoid for now."

"In addition, it is also necessary to prevent the other party from dying from excessive blood loss."

Su Ming sighed as he watched the Skeleton Bride's jawbone fall off again and again.

Suddenly I understood why Wen Qi always sighed when he looked at me.

"Next time I come, I'll bring you a copy of 'Human Anatomy'."

"Never mind, never mind." Su Ming waved his hand. "I doubt you'd understand it anyway."

My advice to you is to take this as a reference.

"There was an ancient form of punishment called 'death by a thousand cuts,' you could learn it; I think it would suit you well."

"Now that we've discussed the techniques, let's talk about the atmosphere," Su Ming said, his tone becoming increasingly serious.

It was like a professional academic exchange.

"As a ghost, the atmosphere must be well-crafted, otherwise half the appeal will be wasted."

"Look at your hands." Su Ming grabbed the Skeleton Bride's hand, which had grown a layer of flesh.

"Since they can grab the flesh and let it grow on their own bodies."

"So what do you plan to look like? What did you look like when you were alive?"

Before the skeleton bride could speak...

Su Ming roared, "Foolish! What good would it do to revert to my former appearance?"

"If I were you, I would let my flesh and blood slowly transform into the likeness of the other person."

"Let the other person die amidst a look of despair, collapse, and shock."

"Before I die, I will quietly whisper in his ear and ask him."

Su Ming leaned close to the Skeleton Bride's ear, grinned, and whispered, "Look, do I look like you?"

"Can your wife, your parents, your friends see through the deception?"

"Now that you say that..."

"I guarantee he will die in the deepest despair."

"Even before you die, they'll unleash a huge attack on you."

Upon hearing this, the skeleton bride shuddered and instinctively backed away.

My bones felt like they were melting.

Especially when Su Ming whispered something in his ear.

That's too cruel.

Su Ming slapped her across the face in annoyance, causing the skeleton bride's head to spin 360 degrees.

"If you're not ruthless, what kind of ghost are you?"