The ghost tried to drag the "scholar" into the water, and the "scholar" naturally struggled. Moreover, it was obvious that the "scholar" was much stronger than the ghost, and the tentacles beneath him wriggled, piercing through the female ghost's chest at a strange and tricky angle.

Seeing the thick, dark blue liquid dripping from the female ghost's chest, Wenya slammed her hand on the ground and said angrily:

"How can this be? Shouldn't ghosts be incorporeal? How can they be attacked?!"

"It already has a physical form, Ningbao was able to encounter Brother Yuyou's ghost."

Ningbao had already turned around and was frantically eating the food in its paws like a hamster, leaving Wenya with a round little back view.

Hey, that way Wenya can't take them all at once! Ningbao is so clever!

Wenya also realized that "ghost" was a definition they gave to these creatures within their own knowledge system. Perhaps the creatures didn't even consider themselves "ghosts," or they could be called something else entirely.

"Yes, Ningbao, you're so smart. I was just being narrow-minded."

Wen Ya patted Ning Bao's little head and praised her.

Ningbao had no idea why she was being praised, but she accepted it gladly. However, why did Wenya's patting of her hands feel a little sticky? Did Wenya get her hands dirty while eating shrimp chips?

Ningbao felt a little uncomfortable with the touch and touched the fur on its head with its paw.

My paws got all greasy too.

Ningbao looked at her little paws, which were covered in dirt, and took out wet wipes from her spatial bag.

Mumu said that you can only eat if your paws are clean, otherwise your stomach will hurt.

"Sister Wenya, could you wipe your paws too? They're so dirty."

"it is good."

Wenya's eyes were still fixed on the TV screen, her big paws stretched out to the side. It was Ningbao who took the initiative to put a wet wipe on her paws.

Wenya is so lazy. Hmm? Was Ningbao like this when she watched cartoons before? No wonder Mumu is angry with Ningbao.

Ningbao recalled the scene of watching the cartoon and suddenly felt a little guilty. But she quickly put it out of her mind and continued eating her snacks.

Ningbao wanted to eat quickly while Wenya wasn't looking.

This wasn't just because Wenya would steal Ningbao's snacks; the main reason was that Mumu had warned Wenya a long time ago not to let Ningbao eat too many snacks. Therefore, Wenya never hesitated to snatch Ningbao's snacks.

Wenya instinctively wiped her paws with a wet wipe, not knowing if she had wiped them clean, because all her attention was now on the plot of the TV show.

The female ghost had a hole pierced through her chest, but she didn't show any fierce ghostly appearance. Instead, she gently shed tears, making people want to pity her.

But her actions were completely inconsistent with that appearance. Her sharp, knife-like nails sliced ​​through the "scholar's" tough, thick fur, and with a gentle touch of her delicate hand, she drew out bits of flesh and blood.

Looking at the deep love in the female ghost's eyes, gentle yet restrained, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her tender and affectionate. Then, seeing the ruthless, frenzied actions in her hands, Wen Ya could only sigh, "The actors in this world are truly skilled; look at the contrast!"

Of course, it's also possible that this is just the nature of the ghosts; in human terms, it would be described as "yandere"—maybe it's just standard practice. But anyway, Wenya was very satisfied with it; wasn't it better than many of the romance movies she'd seen before?

"It's a pity I didn't see the beginning."

Wen Ya said regretfully after watching the film. When she switched back to the channel, the film had already been playing for a while.

Wenya had seen this before when she was searching for cartoons for Ningbao channel by channel, but at the time, the female ghost seemed to be making a crawling motion, so Wenya just assumed it was an alternate world "Sadako" episode and didn't pay much attention, then switched channels. It wasn't until later, when she was rewinding through the channels, that she watched two minutes and found the plot quite good, so she continued watching.

However, the subtle little actions of the protagonist glancing off-screen from time to time are really captivating. No wonder it's a ghost world. If any ghost movie were made in the world of beast taming where she was born, it would definitely win awards left and right.

Wen Ya turned off the TV with satisfaction, oblivious to the strange look in the female ghost's eyes on the screen. Actually, she might have noticed it, but simply didn't think much of it. After all, it's a ghost movie; strange movements are normal, right? It's all meant to scare the audience, isn't it?

It was only then that she realized she was holding a wet wipe in her hand.

"Ningbao, why did you give me wet wipes?"

"Wenya's hands are dirty."

Ningbao put her hands on her hips and said in a mature tone:

"It's no good if you don't keep it clean, or you'll eat bugs and then Wenya will have a stomachache."

"Where are my paws...?"

Wen Ya was about to refute, but then she felt that the claws did seem a bit sticky. When she looked at them, she saw that they were covered with some unknown liquid that had not been completely wiped clean.

Wenya wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt like this thing was flashing a little green light, just like the liquid she had seen on TV earlier.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

She shook her head vigorously. Had she been watching too much TV and become obsessed? But where did this liquid come from?

Ghosts or monsters?

Fear stems more from the unknown. Since Wenya already knows that this is a world of ghosts and monsters, she naturally has no fear of them.

She looked around but didn't find anything strange.

"Ningbao, do you know where this liquid came from?"

Ningbao shook her head blankly. There wasn't much on Wenya's paws to begin with, and then it rubbed onto her head, and then stuck to Ningbao's paws through the fur on her head, so there was only a tiny bit left.

So much so that Ningbao didn't notice anything wrong when wiping her paws with a wet wipe, and even thought it was from eating snacks.

After all, whether you're eating potato chips or shrimp chips, your hands will get dirty.

Since we can't find the reason, let's leave it for now; it's dinner time.

"Let's go find the kitchen. The previous rule mentioned a living room, so this should be a complete house, right? Maybe there'll be food in the kitchen."

"Okay!"

Although she had already eaten a lot of snacks, with Ningbao's appetite that could eat three large bowls of rice, how could a few bags of puffed food and a little cake possibly fill her stomach?

After the wolf and dog left, black mud seemed to have "crawled" from the gaps in the wooden floorboards where Wenya had been sitting, and then reformed into a small beetle.

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