unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 102 Honey

Song Yu yawned: "Boss, two bowls of haggis soup, more pepper, and four pancakes."

The dried fruit seller at the side quickly came over and opened the cover of the bamboo basket. It was full of bamboo tubes: "Master Xiao Song, would you like some? The most complete ones in Bianjing City, I will keep it for you until you get tired of it."

Inside the bamboo tube are all kinds of candied fruit and dried fruit.

Song Yu took a look and said happily: "Wang Mazi, didn't you go on business?"

Wang Mazi scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm in the same boat as you. Didn't it sink? All my money was lost, so I can only come back and continue doing business."

Li Waining was the one who started this matter. Song Yu had saved money for a long time and finally invested in a boat, but it sank to the Hongqiao dock before the damn thing even set sail.

Li Waining didn't even dare to go into the city to sell medicine, so he went to Junyi Bridge to sell licorice water tonight.

Or she just couldn't keep the money in her life.

Song Yu said: "What a big deal! You are so pockmarked that you are so worried. Give me a scoop of hazelnuts."

Su Mian thought that when she got the news in the morning, it wasn't you who cried.

After eating and drinking, Song Yu held the hazelnuts and was about to leave. Suddenly, he heard the noise in the ghost market street, as if something big had happened.

If you don't watch the excitement, then you are not Song Yu.

She and Su Mian got in. Just when they were worried that there were too many people to see, the crowd suddenly dispersed.

An old man made a hissing sound, his neck was swollen, and the things inside were rushing out.

He was in extreme pain, and he pulled hard on the child in his hands, trying to distract himself from the pain.

The child was suddenly pulled by him. He was too frightened to cry and could only keep struggling.

A bold man cut the old man's hand with a dirt scraper in an attempt to save the child, but the next moment, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

What flowed from the old man's hand was not blood, but golden honey.

The sweet smell spread in the air, and the honey flowed and dripped to the ground. The things in the old man's body were completely attracted by the sweetness, bursting his throat, and rushed out.

It’s the black ants again.

Guishi Street fell into silence at first, and then the crowd suddenly exploded like a drop of water dripping into a frying pan.

Screams, crying, and cursing filled Song Yu's ears, and the crowd ran wildly, scrambling to be the first, and even their shoes ran away.

They probably only have one idea in mind: as long as they run faster than the people around them, they can survive.

Song Yu was knocked down by the crowd. He was a small man and was almost trampled to death on the spot.

Fortunately, Su Mian was quick and picked her up and said loudly: "Why are you running away? Use fire to burn her!"

How could the unscrupulous people listen to him? In less than a moment, they ran away without a trace, leaving only countless shoes on the ground that were forced to fly alone.

Even ants were trampled to death.

Nothing else is worth mentioning in front of the panicked crowd.

Fortunately, the commotion here alerted other people, and someone quickly reported it to the official. The three bald man was in bad luck, and the area under his jurisdiction was a messy place of right and wrong, so he was woken up from the bed.

"You can't fucking let me have a good night's sleep! Who's cheating? Your mother came out of the grave to find your father!"

The news flew all over the sky like wings, and in less than a moment, the dead person turned into a fake corpse.

In the morning, it will be even more unrecognizable, and finally it will be rumored that there is a water monkey in the ghost market.

The honey from the corpse flowed all over the floor, and the ants had been almost burned by Su Mian.

The owner of the stall outside ran away in a hurry and left behind the stove, but the fire was just right for use.

When the three bald man saw the situation in front of him, he glanced at Song Yu silently: "This matter should not be under the control of our official affairs, right?"

Song Yu smiled and said, "It's up to you to collect the corpse."

The collection of corpses was really the business of the police. They had to find out who was dead and find someone to identify the body.

The three bald man crushed an ant and said, "Brothers, carry this person away. Damn, it's so unlucky. Why is this old man dead too?"

The younger brothers lifted him up skillfully, and under the light of the torches, the situation on the old man's body became clearer.

All that came out of his body was honey, not a drop of blood.

The three bald man muttered "monster" and squatted opposite Song Yu.

Song Yu asked him thoughtfully: "Do you know this old man?"

The three bald men responded with a contemptuous smile: "In the entire Bianjing and the 24 villages outside, I don't know anyone. This is Zhang Xu's father."

He is the father of the unlucky guy who was arrested yesterday.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized a question: "Could it be that Zhang Xu's brother came back for revenge? I heard that his brother was beaten to death by his stepmother."

Song Yu glanced at him, then suddenly lowered his voice and said "Shh".

In the sweet to cloying air, the firelight moved with the wind, and her thin figure was cast on the wall, becoming very huge.

It was as if darkness had fallen and time stretched infinitely, leaving only the footsteps and breathing of those who were cleaning up the mess.

Song Yu's eyes were gloomy and cold, staring at the three bald men, and he made the same gloomy voice.

"There's a guy behind you, a guy made of honey."

The third bald man glanced back suddenly, and there was nothing behind him, nothing but boundless darkness.

However, a gust of night wind blew by, as if a pair of hands were caressing his bald head.

His mind quickly went blank, and he sat down on the ground, his whole body stiff, and he almost cried.

Song Yu chuckled: "I lied to you."

"Damn me!" Realizing that he had been fooled, the third bald boy stood up abruptly, about to beat him up.

What kind of thing is this that deserves to be beaten!
Doesn’t she know that people can be scary to death?
Su Mian shook the stick in his hand: "Don't make trouble."

So the three bald men squatted down again silently, remembering this hatred.

Song Yu laughed for a while, then asked the third bald man about eating shit and turning stones into gold.

The three-bald man frowned: "Is there really such a thing?"

Song Yu nodded: "The world is huge and full of wonders."

The three bald man said without hesitation: "Then I can eat what is out of stock."

Song Yu silently gave a thumbs up gesture.

Su Mian patted San Baldy and said, "Compared to you, Gou Jian is far behind."

The three bald men were flattered: "Who is Gou Jian?"

Song Yu was shocked by his ignorance: "You don't know this. You are the one who tastes hundreds of herbs. You taste everything, Lao Su, right?"

Su Mian was speechless and remained silent for a moment: "Yes, you are right."

After finishing cleaning, it was already midnight, and in another hour it would be daybreak.

Song Yu and Su Mian headed home.

As the night came to an end, the dim night swallowed up everything, and the houses on both sides of the street became hazy. Even the Fan Tower was dark, leaving only a tall shape standing tall.

Su Mian said: "Don't always scare people."

Song Yu answered him slowly: "I didn't scare him, you just didn't see it. I said it was because I comforted him."

Su Mian was stunned: "Really?"

Song Yu's voice deepened again.

"Yes, aren't these kinds of things everywhere at night? There are quite a few of them walking by us now. They are everywhere on the roof, in windows, and in wells. If you look closely, they are staring at us. "

(End of this chapter)