unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 128
All the dolls here gathered outside the gazebo, looking at Song Yu with cold eyes.

"it's me."

Blood kept dripping from the carving knife and from the doll, dyeing everything red.

The puppets in the house disappeared and suddenly turned into a festive look with red lanterns hanging high.

The bride, covered with a red hijab, sat beside the bed, looking forward to her future with anxiety and joy.

Under the hijab, there is a shy face like a flower.

The man took off his hijab and stared at the bride's face: "Your eyes are beautiful, but everything else is not perfect."

The bride was stunned, with tears in her eyes. However, before she could cry out, the man suddenly stuffed a rag into her mouth and tied her up directly.

The carving knife slashed across the woman's face, carrying the cold smell of blood: "I only want these eyes."

These beautiful eyes were gouged out, and the blood and the bright red wedding dress blended into one.

The man held these eyes and came to a door: "It's me, I'm here, open the door quickly."

The door opened a crack, and only a numb face could be seen. This face should have been burned by the fire, with scars everywhere.

Between her hands and shoulders, you can still see the marks of the tenons, which are bright red, like a person being pieced together.

"Look, these eyes are pretty. I'll change them for you to make you more perfect. I also made mortises and tenons made of human bones. They won't leave any traces. I'll give you the best ones in the world." of."

The woman lowered her head, still with a little hope, and asked painfully: "Am I ugly now? Can't it just be like this?"

The man was angry: "No! You shouldn't be so ugly! Being ugly is a sin!"

The light in the woman's eyes went out, and she allowed the man to replace her eyes. The blood flowing out of her eyes was like tears of blood.

The replaced eyes were placed on the bride's face by a man. He was a descendant of Yanshi and had a secret that was not passed down. However, his skills were not perfect yet and needed constant improvement.

One after another, brides came through the door, and one girl after another was accused of not being beautiful enough and full of flaws.

The last thing that connected their bodies was the mortise and tenon, and they became dolls with souls in them.

And the perfect girl who was replaced became a real soulless doll.

The blood in Song Yu's eyes faded, and the dolls fell down one by one, leaving behind the burned woman in the crack of the door.

She opened her mouth: "Am I ugly?"

Song Yu looked directly at the woman: "Your face is just one of thousands of people, just like a tree on a high mountain, it's nothing more than ordinary, it's not your fault."

Everyone in the world knows that beauty is beautiful, but this is evil, and there is great beauty in heaven and earth without mentioning it.

The woman let out a sigh.

Gu Beiqi was speechless, watching the house disappear, along with the puppets.

They reappeared in the post warehouse, and the only ones who survived were the two of them, with a Wanlan Sect.

It was already dawn, and the sky was about to light up. Now it was shrouded in hazy green light, which dissipated a lot of the coldness in the inn.

Wan Lanzong hid in a corner and watched the excitement. Because he knew that he would not die, he waited happily for Song Yu to die. Unexpectedly, this time it would still be a regret.

The things I made were less useful than the last ones. They were both spirits and humans, so how could they not be as good as the Spirit Catcher?

Even if it's not as good as Song Yu, why is it not as good as Gu Beiqi.

He was full of doubts in his heart, and he wondered why Song Yu was like a weed, but he didn't die?

Since he was not dead, he could only put on a smile and try to continue to influence Song Yu.

He first waved the old Phoenix who was guarding here to leave first.

Old Phoenix glanced at Song Yu's small figure, whose chest and back were all distinguished by his head, and walked away without caring.

This is totally not qualified to be her love rival.

So she walked away with her head held high.

As soon as Old Phoenix's tight spell was gone, Wanlan Sect breathed a long sigh of relief and began to talk endlessly.

"You see, this world is full of garbage and useless people. In fact, these people need to be cleaned up or transformed.

Where do spiritual beings come from? In fact, they come from these filthy human hearts. As long as we clean up the garbage, there will naturally be no more spiritual beings.
Take Jiuding, for example. If Xia Yu had not created Jiuding and then turned Jiuding into a symbol of the world, how could Jiuding have become such a dangerous spiritual object? "

He spoke clearly and logically, but he confided in the wrong target.

Anyone with a little knowledge can resonate with him a little bit, and may even agree with what he said, clean up the people he classified as trash, and create something that is a perfect combination of spirit and human beings.

However, the person he spoke to was Song Yu.

Song Yu was so hungry that she felt dizzy. Wan Lanzong's long speech was no different from Daozang's chanting in her ear.

Moreover, she is a person who has grown up in the market and knows that there are not only Bodhisattvas and Shura in this world, but also ordinary people.

Ordinary people are the old Dingtou who sells cakes, the Iron Lady who sells noodles, Li Waining who sells fake medicine, and Brother Zhang Jiu who swallows swords. These people can't be said to be very good or bad, but they are useless in the words of Wanlan Sect. people.

Wicked people deserve to die, but why do ordinary people deserve to die?

She yawned and patted Wanlan Sect: "Send us out."

Wan Lanzong didn't know what her attitude was. He glanced at Gu Beiqi. Gu Beiqi couldn't figure out what Song Yu was thinking and had a suspicious look on his face.

The three of them left the post house in a very amicable manner. Silence returned to the post house again, and not even a sound could be heard.

There was still a skull hanging outside, Su Mian was standing outside, and the Taoist priest was lying on the ground, as if he had been greatly stimulated, his pants were wet and dry, and the smell was really offensive.

The little boy was gone.

Su Mian was holding a half-broken stick in his hand and a colorful chicken in his arms. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Yu: "If you don't come out, I will be out here today."

The little girl appeared out of nowhere, and he was not a ghost hunter. He was so frightened to death that his stick broke.

After he finished talking about Song Yu, he looked towards Wanlan Sect, and when he looked back, he didn't see Old Fenghuang. He thought to himself, why are these two couples missing one person today?
When Wan Lanzong saw him, his eyes lit up.

Isn't this slender waist, these long legs, this pink face, and these big breasts the girl who often hangs around Song Yu?

Why did this girl disguise herself as a man and come here?

He had asked before, didn't this girl go out and not come back?

It seems that this is also fate.

He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. If he knew this "girl" was here, he would definitely not join in the fun.

Su Mian saw that he was shy and ashamed, and thought to himself: "Where are you so shy towards me? I didn't wear women's clothes today. Could it be that I have been pretending to be a woman for so long that I can no longer hide my feminine temperament?"

He was frowning here when he suddenly saw Song Yu winking at him, his eyes wandering around Wan Lanzong and Stick.

Su Mian understood immediately.

(End of this chapter)