"What?" Song Shuhang lowered his head and looked toward his chest… it was at that point that he saw the ghost spirit trying to slurp something as though it was slurping noodles.
However, the ghost spirit was too fast, and Song Shuhang was unable to see clearly what it ate.
At the same time, he felt a slippery feeling inside his throat due to the senses he shared with the ghost spirit. It felt as though he had swallowed fresh bean jelly; it tasted quite good.
"Hey, hey, hey. What did you just eat?!" Song Shuhang called out.
He knew that his ghost spirit had become somewhat special after the mutation. For example, it could eat curses and swallow down resentful souls.
But what did it eat just now? Did it eat a resentful ghost or something of the sort? If it really ate a ghost, that feeling from before was somewhat disgusting!
The ghost spirit transmitted its thoughts to Song Shuhang: Tasty, very tasty thing.
"..." Song Shuhang.
