unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 121 Posthouse
Everything that happened before his death was beyond the understanding of the child.

He didn't know why these adults were filling him with dirt and looking at him so coldly.

Who will pull him out, who will save him.

Then, the palms stretched out towards Song Yu and several people turned into a rotten blue-black color, and the nails also turned completely black.

It's so painful, I really want all these people to disappear.

Disgusting, scary adults.

The child gritted his teeth and tensed his body as more and more dirt piled up, not only would he be buried in it, but everyone here would be buried in it as well.

"Mom! I don't want to stay here!" He shouted loudly, and his voice turned into a child's fearful voice, but there seemed to be an extra layer of shadow in his eyes.

Suddenly someone grabbed his mud-covered hand and pulled him out of the mud.

A cold hand slapped his butt hard.

"Don't howl."

The crying stopped suddenly, and the child suddenly became quiet and returned to his original appearance, and his spirit also became quiet.

Children are children, innocent in both good and evil. As long as someone fulfills their little wish, they will calm down.

Song Yu stared at the child, and suddenly said, "Do you know how to make piles?"

The Taoist priest nodded, Su Mian and Gu Beiqi shook their heads, not knowing what it was.

Seeing that these two people did not know such evil magic, the Taoist priest was frightened and had the illusion that his power was boundless, and began to tell them what driving piles were.

When they encounter houses or bridges that cannot be built, they will think that there are unappeased grievances here, so they will push the boys or girls down and set up stakes on the heads of the living people. This is called driving piles or driving stakes.

Similar to piling piles is the "stuffed bean hole". In flood-prone areas, a few children are put into the bean hole in the embankment as a sacrifice to retreat the flood.

Song Yu thought of the "living people put into coffins" carved under the beams and pillars. He originally thought that an expert had cracked it using the method in Lu Ban's book, but when he saw the child, he realized that it was not a crack, but the use of evil to suppress evil. A living pile.

The Taoist Master wanted to continue to show off, but Gu Beiqi suddenly rushed them all behind the door and whispered: "Someone is coming."

The footsteps were heavy as they entered the inn from outside. Soon, the owner of the footsteps appeared in everyone's eyes.

It's the old Phoenix I haven't seen for a long time.

She is still powerful, with a tall and round waist, showing a dark and serious face.

Just the sound of footsteps, like thunder one after another, was enough to make the station shake.

She didn't light a lamp, she just made a roar of the Hedong lion, which immediately made the station come alive.

The door to the postman's residence on the left opened, and people filed out of it, one after another, towards the posthouse at the back.

These people look different in height, but the expression on their faces is very unified, that is, numbness.

Wave after wave of putrid smell wafted out from these people. Not only were they dirty, they themselves were also rotting.

Song Yu threw the colorful chicken to Su Mian: "Old Su, you go out first."

Su Mian took the chicken, and the chicken immediately shrank into his chest: "Where are you two?"

Song Yu asked Gu Beiqi to carry him on his back, then put on the black clothes and disguised himself as a hunchbacked "魖": "Let's go in and take a look."

It turns out that she used this dress to disguise herself.

Gu Beiqi thought to himself that she was thinking long-term. With such a good brain, if she were a man, her future would be very bright. Unfortunately, she was a girl. If she couldn't get married, her future would be very slim.

Song Yu didn't think her future was bleak. She never thought about what would happen in the future.

When Old Phoenix saw someone coming out of the kitchen, she didn't take another look, as if it was a common occurrence, and she didn't care at all about Gu Beiqi's strange appearance.

The people here are not strange, which makes people strange.

After Su Mian and the old Phoenix also left together, he and the Taoist priest quietly walked out with their children.

However, as soon as they left, a sharp and aggrieved little girl's voice came from the empty postman's room: "Mom!"

Soon, a small blue-black hand stretched out from under the dark bed board, and a little girl came out, looking around with pupilless eyes, and walked to the door.

"mother"

She called out numbly, but didn't dare to go out.

She is afraid of the outside world.

The eaves flew into the darkness piece by piece, becoming minions in the darkness. Together with the moonlight, they cast countless shadows.

The little girl raised her dirty little face, looked at the direction Su Mian was walking out, and finally decided to follow him.

Taoist Master Zihua was walking at the front, wishing he could leave this hellish place right away, but suddenly, something tugged at the hem of his clothes.

He looked down and saw nothing, but he heard a hollow and sharp sound.

"I want a brother."

Gu Beiqi carried Song Yu on his back and quietly slipped into the crowd and entered the post warehouse.

There were all flat bluestones here. After the crowd arrived here, they stopped moving and looked at the ground expressionlessly, as if something would come out of the ground.

The gaps between the stone slabs were full of blood and minced meat, and you could even see fallen fingers. There were Shura fields everywhere.

Here, even the roar of the old phoenix becomes friendly.

At least the person who produced the lion's roar was still a human being.

"Cuckoo." Along with the cry, several gray-black night owls landed on the wall, overlooking the crowd, waiting for the food with cold and dark eyes.

The place where they appear is almost the underworld, where death will continue to cycle.

Wanlan Sect did not appear as Gu Beiqi thought. He was carrying Song Yu who weighed little on his back, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Old Phoenix had left, and the door of the post house slammed shut, leaving only them.

With the sound of the door closing, these people who had been numb for a long time still looked desperate and scared.

Cold air came from all directions, some people even shivered, and the post house turned into a huge coffin with no lid.

While Song Yu and Gu Beiqi were waiting, a coffin suddenly appeared in the center of the stone slab. The coffin had no lid and a woman wearing a red wedding dress lay inside.

The "woman" sat up stiffly and slowly. She had no facial features and her face was as clean as a shelled egg.

Because the face was empty, no emotion could be seen, but the face gave people the feeling that it was watching them.

This kind of "gazing" was a bit strange, but without saying anything, a person next to Gu Beiqi murmured: "It's a sacrifice, it must be a sacrifice. Only by sacrificing a living person can we survive."

They wonder how they can survive.

The voice of the person who said the sacrifice was not loud, but it was still heard. There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and some weak people were killed directly and thrown into the coffin.

A piece of blood dripping.

There were bloodstains all over the ground, on the people, and in the coffins. In the cold, only the spilled blood was hot.

What Wanlan Sect did in this station was like putting the ugliest and most real things in the world on the chopping board.

(End of this chapter)