unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 120

Song Yu poked Su Mian and said, "Old Su, take off his clothes."

Su Mian was stunned and said "Ah", obviously very confused.

Even though Su Mian was completely controlled by Song Yu in such a fierce situation, it was a bit wrong to suddenly ask him to take off a grown man's clothes.

Na Xiao was also stunned. What he said just now was so good, why did he suddenly talk about taking off his clothes?
Could it be that Song Yu was fascinated by him?

He touched his face in confusion.

With this touch, Su Mian immediately seemed to have received some kind of silent insult. He quickly stepped forward and took off the messy black robe.

Xiao transformed into a "covering faction", stretched out his hands to protect his lifeline, and was in a daze, confused and at a loss.

He secretly searched in his head, but couldn't find how to deal with the scenario.

After all, I've never seen someone take off someone's clothes when they come up.

And his smooth and white body appeared in front of everyone, accepting the scrutiny of Song Yu and Gu Beiqi.

Like his exposed body, it was all made of pure white porcelain.

Xiao shivered coldly, and knew that his body could not be seen by others, especially the captured spiritual master, so he found a way to deal with it: "Ghost, that's what that ghost is like! Possessed by a ghost. After that, people will become like this!"

What answered him was the "gurgling" sound made by the transformed bone. It was hungry and could not wait to devour whether it was a human or a spirit.

However, just as Hua Gu rushed over quickly, Xiao suddenly closed his eyes and lay down on the ground.

The bones suddenly stopped, and they retracted into Song Yu's body without any taste, and Song Yu's stomach also let out a hungry cry.

Gu Beiqi took a step forward, turned his eyes and looked, the eyeballs were like balls made of colored glass, they were black and shiny, they didn't look like dead people, but they had no breath: "Run away."

All that was left on the ground was an empty shell.

Taoist Master Zihua was also very afraid of Song Yu, thinking that she was also possessed by ghosts, but he was confused about the situation in front of him: "Why, why did you run away? Isn't she dead? Is she possessed by him?" If the ghost in the body escapes, the person will die?"

Song Yu replied absently: "This is a ghost."

When people refer to themselves, they don’t call them people, but they call them me and us. For example, we are possessed by ghosts, not people who are possessed by ghosts.

This imitation is very similar, but when speaking, he subconsciously excludes himself from the scope of human beings.

He even has a hint of contempt for people.

Compared with this, what is even more frightening is the imitation of people by this spirit creature. She lowered her face and said to Gu Beiqi, "It is growing."

This spiritual creature gives people the feeling of being greedily absorbed by children. It sees every word they say, every expression they make, and every movement they make, and then learns and imitates them.

Even the body is imitating growth, but it takes a long time.

Such complex spiritual creatures are not dangerous in any way, but they are as intelligent as humans. Perhaps they have learned to drive spirits and cooperate with humans.

As Song Yu had guessed before, the spiritual object was probably hidden among them without them noticing it at all.

They want to replace people.

Gu Beiqi's face was almost twisted with worry: "It said that Zhen should be real, but I have never seen any records related to Zhen. It seems that they have been very successful in hiding it."

What did the hidden spiritual beings do?
Nobody knows.

Song Yu was not worried at all.

She thought that there was only one thing to do, and that was to find clues to the ghost talisman, and then draw [-] of them, regardless of whether they were Jiuding or Xiao, just put them all on them.

At that time, even if Wanlan Sect has three heads and six arms, it will not be able to clean up.

Before she could express her opinion, there was sudden movement outside.

The silent inn was like a sleeping beast that was about to wake up, giving out a little sign to let people avoid it in time.

Looking out from the kitchen, the moon is still the same. It falls on the roof as white frost, but when it falls on the yard, it turns into a dull blue light, hazy, like the boundary between black and white, the edge of life and death.

This place suddenly has a kind of oppression that is about to come and the wind is overwhelming,
Child hour is almost here.

With a "creak", the heavy door was pushed open, and the sound of light and delicate footsteps came out in the night.

The footsteps reached the yard and slowly approached the kitchen.

Song Yu picked up the black clothes on the ground and threw them to Su Mian. According to what "魖" said before, all the people and spiritual creatures here will soon gather, and then the clothes will be used.

Everyone was like a gecko, clinging to the wall. Song Yu stuck out his head and looked at the door.

What came was a child of four or five years old. He was in rags, but he was white and fat, and he was not hungry at all.

He didn't even see the four people from Song Yu who were clinging to the wall. He ran into the kitchen, grabbed a piece of human meat from the chopping board, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed hard, trying to swallow every piece of meat into his stomach.

The sound of him tearing and chewing food was recalled in the empty kitchen, with an innocent look on his face that didn't understand the world, and there were countless corpses hanging above his head.

Song Yu felt a chill in his heart.

The others were the same. They were shocked by this innocence and corruption. Taoist Master Zihua was completely frightened to the point of peeing.

But no one moved, and no one made a sound to tell the child to stop.

He is just hungry, and he must eat when he is hungry. No matter what he eats, he must survive.

After the child struggled to swallow the lump of meat with a "dong" sound, Song Yu raised his head.

She smiled kindly: "Little brother"

Before she could say anything, the child was startled by her kindness. She felt that the little brother was not calling him, but that she wanted to rip off his little brother.

His face suddenly turned blue, and his big dark eyes turned dark unconsciously.

Su Mian quickly lifted the worried Song Yu away: "Little brother, don't be afraid."

However, before he finished speaking, the child suddenly changed his appearance.

The child's white and chubby face suddenly turned black and blue, with blood dripping from the corners of his eyes, and what came out of his mouth and nose mixed with blood—it was dirt.

In this way, he transformed from a human into a vicious spirit.

Like Zhang Xu, humans and spiritual beings share the same body.

This time it was Su Mian's turn to be startled and took a step back, but this little thing was not vicious.

He closed his eyes tightly and let out a hoarse cry: "No, I don't want you!"

It seemed that the child and the spiritual creature were fighting for something, and it seemed that the feeling was too cold and too painful. He curled up and stretched out his hand towards Song Yu desperately.

"Help me, mother, I'm afraid!"

The blood flowing from his eyes slowly stopped, and his face began to turn pale. Just when everyone thought he had turned into a human, the voice suddenly changed.

"Mom!" The cry was low, cold and sharp, and a large amount of soil spurted out from his mouth and nose, half-burying himself.

"Don't bury me, I don't dare to be disobedient anymore, don't bury me!"

He was scared and panicked.

(End of this chapter)