unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 118
These heads are like copper bells under the eaves, completely transformed into ghosts and submerged in the spirit.

Their souls have been stripped away, but deep resentment is still coming from the head. The resentment seems to be tangible, falling on the steps made of bluestone and slowly flowing into the darkness.

From their open mouths came an unwilling cry of pain.

"So tired. So tired."

"Don't kill me, it's not me."

"Never be a craftsman again!"

These painful and resentful voices were densely intertwined and formed a network.

From here, they entered the inhuman world.

Behind the skeleton is a broken plaque that reads "Saoyudu Pavilion Station".

The gate is open like other inns. The gate of the inn is not allowed to be closed at any time. It must be opened. There are two big rocks on both sides of the door. Even if the inn is collapsed by the wind, the gate will not close.

It's just that the gate has not been used for a long time, is heavy and decayed, and already looks like it will collapse at any time.

Looking inside through the open door, there is nothing there, making it look even more lonely and desolate.

Even if they have never heard of the story of sweeping Yudu, just standing here, there is an eerie feeling coming out of it, and even the time has a taste, it is groggy and makes people have chills down their spines. .

Song Yu waved his hand: "Let's go."

Taoist priest Zihua was frightened just by looking at these skulls, and he became more and more reluctant to go in: "It's none of my business, I'll just wait here."

It's impossible to get in. Even if you die here in this life, you won't be able to get into this kind of dragon's pond and tiger's den.

Gu Beiqi kindly reminded him: "I'm afraid it will be more unsafe if you are here alone."

The Taoist priest shook his head desperately: "Impossible."

Song Yu didn't force him, and walked in first. The moss growing on the bluestone was flattened by her foot, leaving a toe mark, announcing the first guest of this hidden inn.

After Su Mian and Gu Beiqi went in, Taoist Zihua was leaning on a pine tree tremblingly, when he heard the sound of tiles falling from the roof, he trembled in fright.

"The Supreme Lord protects you, the ghosts and monsters are frightened, the spirits are carried away, and they are as anxious as laws and regulations, the Supreme Lord"

The more he thought about Taoist Priest, the more frightened he became, as if he was surrounded by invisible ghosts from all directions, even the skulls were all looking at him.

When he thought of this, he suddenly became excited and looked at the heads carefully.

Not an illusion!

it is true.

These things really came to life and were looking at him with dark eyes!
He couldn't even scream, and he wanted to faint when he rolled his eyes, but he couldn't faint. Once he fainted, he might be divided up.

Seeing that the figures of Song Yu and the others were about to disappear from his sight, he pinched himself suddenly and quickly chased after them.

"Wait for me!"

From the roof, there was an extremely low laugh. Only a little bit of the sound was squeezed out from the lips and teeth, and the rest was swallowed up.

The man dressed in black packed himself tightly and put back the scary tiles he had dropped in his hands.

He stretched his hands and feet. The skin on his hands was pale and bloodless, like a piece of perfect white porcelain.

"I have built the Great Chaos Formation of Mysterious Heaven, and led the underworld of the world here. Those who are facing battles will all move forward in the formation, guarding against all obstacles, and leaving no obstacles in the way."

After he finished reading, he waited for a while, but did not see those things in the darkness appear one after another and surround the inn.

"Strange, why doesn't it work? That little dwarf obviously meant it like this. There's nothing wrong with it."

He squatted on the roof, biting his fingers and wondering if he had made a mistake.

Isn't it better than a sword finger?

Or is there a clock missing?

But Zhong Liqing is just a psychic body, and he himself is a spirit. How could it not work? It's really strange.

Just when he couldn't figure it out, another figure condensed under the moonlight, with the same pale skin, but with thin blood veins under the skin, silently hidden under the skin, not flowing, just for appearance.

As soon as this person arrived, the squatting porcelain man stood up obediently: "Brother."

"I am the third brother," the person who came pointed at the people who had entered the inn, "This is a Taoist formation. It requires not only Yin energy, but also Yang energy. Don't waste time here, go become friends with them, and lead them Go to Suzhou."

The porcelain man smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth, which were neatly arranged, as if they were carved: "Okay, what about Wanlan Sect?"

"Wanlan Sect refuses to obey discipline, let him go for now." The third brother also seemed to have trouble with Wanlan Sect.

A person who wholeheartedly wants to clean up both the person and the spirit, and welcome a new world, will not listen to anyone's arrangements.

The porcelain man laughed, climbed down like a gecko, and clung to the pillar, watching Song Yu and the others cross the first threshold.

The noise they made was not loud in the first place, and they moved even more quietly. Song Yu and the other four did not notice it, and just entered the first courtyard of the inn.

The overgrown vegetation is unsettling.

In the middle of the courtyard, there are two large locust trees. These two huge locust trees are twisted and clinging to each other. Just looking at the trunks, they look like two burnt corpses hugging each other tightly and unable to separate.

There are stone troughs on both sides of the locust tree, and there are stakes for tying horses beside it.

But what was in the manger was not fodder, but stumps. After the skin and flesh rotted, white bones were exposed.

Some of the flesh looked relatively intact, but it was covered with teeth marks, which were human teeth marks.

Are humans eating humans, or are spirits eating humans?
Not only that, but the bottom of all the beams and columns they can see are carved with countless patterns. At first glance, these patterns are just people, beasts, and auspicious clouds, but if you look at every three beams and columns together, you will find that the patterns are different. .

It was eight little ghosts, carrying a coffin with a living person half-sitting in the coffin.

A living person is placed in a coffin.

The kid at the front also has the word " Zhao " engraved on it.

This is the nightmare technique in Lu Ban's book. Song Yu doesn't know it, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be. He has only seen this picture. Could it be that it was carved by the carpenter who knew Lu Ban's technique?
She took a closer look under the other beams, almost everywhere.

Once these things are engraved, it is impossible to remove them. You must find a way to break them, but I don't know which master is the one who can break this nightmare.

When everyone was looking around, trying to find something, Song Yu suddenly said, "Have you ever felt that something has been staring at us?"

Su Mian held the stick and looked back after hearing what she said.

Behind them is the watchtower of the post station, the large kitchen on the right, and the postman's residence on the left. Except for a layer of hoarfrost on the roof, these three places are very dark.

If someone is hiding inside, it will be difficult for them to find it.

Su Mian quickly stamped out the torch.

Taoist Master Zihua was so scared that he wanted to cry. He didn't dare to look back. He only glanced at the row of houses on the left with his peripheral vision.

Darkness permeated it, and no light could penetrate, as if there were really a pair of blood-red eyes hidden inside, watching them silently.

(End of this chapter)