unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 130 Sound
Wan Lanzong's face was pale. He had suffered a loss at the hands of Song Yu and had exposed some of his trump cards. He was currently wandering around crazily in the post warehouse.

"This Song Yu is a scoundrel, a scoundrel, and a scoundrel!"

He was so angry that he couldn't sit still, thinking that it would be a shame that he would fall into the hands of this yellow-haired kid.

Who is he? He is the Wanlan Sect who even wants to give in to spiritual creatures!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He looked at the big man captured by Old Phoenix in the warehouse. Suddenly, black energy surged out from his body, completely transforming the big man.

Old Fenghuang opened the door and came in, carrying a basket of steamed buns in his hand, comforting him lovingly: "My lord, let's eat something first."

Wan Lanzong was not hungry at all, but at this moment he had to eat something to satisfy his hatred, so he picked up a big steamed bun and took a big bite like a cannibal, chewing the blood in his mouth.

Old Phoenix was also very confused in his heart. He didn't know how Wanlan Sect fell into Song Yu's way. Song Yu must be too insidious and vicious.

After all, Song Yu's meager body was not enough to use a beauty trick to make Wanlan Sect forget to be on guard.

"We can't keep Song Yu here. Let's find an opportunity to kill her."

Wanlan Sect nodded repeatedly: "They will go to Suzhou, and then I will make this little bastard kneel down and beg me."

He finished eating the big steamed bun and finally calmed down a lot. But as soon as he calmed down, he saw Old Phoenix opening his abyss without restraint and eating half of it in one bite.

Although Old Phoenix usually pays great attention to her image, trying to win with her temperament and get rid of the ugliness caused by her appearance, but ever since she came out of the underground culvert with Wanlan Sect, she feels that she has become an eagle, and Wanlan Sect is already hers What's in the bag.

Wan Lanzong saw her eating ferociously, her face flushed red, and several crystal clear large pimples appearing on her forehead. He immediately sighed in his heart and wanted to kill her.

You can't kill, you can only turn your head away and pretend you didn't see it.

Song Yu and the other three also found the tea house, took back their horses, and headed straight to Bianjing. Shortly after the evening, they finally went to the Iron Lady at Hongqiao Pier to eat noodles.

Song Yu crushed a passing cockroach with his foot, ate two large bowls of noodles, and only started eating fish slowly after the third bowl.

While she was eating, she stretched her head to read a book spread out by the scholar at the next table.

She couldn't understand what it was written on, but she just wanted to see the painting on it. The painting was of a girl running around at night and having a private meeting with her lover on the street corner.

The sound of her sucking the fish bones was so loud that the scholar had to look back at her: "Girl, if you like to see it, I will give it to you."

Song Yu sat down and said, "I can't read, why don't you tell me something."

Su Mian rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "You don't know how to seduce a man with your oily mouth, so you must be blind."

Sure enough, within a moment, the scholar left Song Yu and ran away.

Song Yu sat over again holding the bowl: "Asshole."

Su Mian sneered: "You are just greedy for other people's bodies."

"What else?" Song Yu took a big sip of soup, "If I don't covet his body, do you want me to be his brother? He doesn't know how to appreciate my beauty either."

Su Mian and Gu Beiqi lowered their heads to eat noodles at the same time, not responding to her words.

The Iron Lady brought another bowl of fried fish and shrimp, coated with a layer of spicy oil, and placed it on the table: "Master Su, do you know if there are any good schools in the inner city? Please introduce them to me. I’ll treat you to this meal today.”

Song Yu took a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and hissed: "Why don't you ask me?"

The Iron Lady was unceremonious: "Can you write your own name?"

Song Yu remained silent.

When he finished eating the noodles and stood up to leave, Song Yu patted the little loach who had been writing big characters: "If you work so hard, one day you will be dead."

Little Loach: "."

Su Mian sighed deeply and didn't go out to play cards that night. He pressed Song Yu on the stool and wrote the four characters "get ahead" a hundred times.

The night breeze was blowing, and the iron lady used a cattail fan to drive away mosquitoes for the little loach. She got up and lit mugwort: "Don't write too late, the lights will dazzle your eyes."

The little loach nodded and continued to write and draw on the paper meticulously. I don't know how long it took, but a layer of ripples appeared on the endlessly flowing Bianhe River.

The wind made it a bit cold.

The little loach looked back and saw nothing, so he turned back and continued writing his own.

After a moment, Song Yu's voice sounded behind him: "You are still working so hard."

As soon as the little loach heard her voice, he thought of what she said about people falling to the ground. He was secretly angry and ignored her. He just shouted loudly into the room: "Mom, a bowl of fish noodles!"

The Iron Lady rushed out: "Who is it? Where is the fish at this late hour? The soup is gone."

She came out and saw no one.

"Do you want to eat?"

The little loach didn't even raise its head: "It's not me, it's Master Xiao Song who wants to eat it."

Iron Lady looked around, but did not see Song Yu.

Only the dark river flows all around.

She suddenly thought about the people on the pier saying that there was an evil spirit in the culvert, and she couldn't help but feel cold. She thought that it was an evil spirit, right?
But she didn't say anything for fear of scaring the child, and just let the little loach go in quickly to sleep. When the little loach went in, she felt goosebumps all over her body when she looked at the dark Bianhe River.

"I heard that ghosts are most afraid of cruel people, and fierce people have evil spirits."

Thinking of this, she started to curse, and she cursed fiercely at the empty river surface, using her whole life's skills, and finally ended with "Go to hell".

After the scolding, it seemed to be effective. She felt that the surroundings were no longer so gloomy, so she went back to close the door.

In fact, the spiritual creature had already left when the little loach didn't answer, and even the cold air was blown away by the wind.

From beginning to end, the Iron Lady never scolded it, but after this scolding, she became more angry and naturally no longer felt afraid.

The spiritual creature showed no trace and was just wandering around Bianjing City.

It was late at night, and everyone except Guishi Street had fallen into a deep sleep. However, this spiritual creature had just arrived and did not go to Guishi Street. It somehow found its way to Zhongliqing's place.

Zhong Li had nothing to do, and was tossing and turning in the courtyard thinking about random things. Kang Ming was gently slapping the mosquitoes for him, thinking that the young master was really mentally ill, staying up late at night and feeding the mosquitoes here.

His hands were sore from fanning, so he went out to be lazy under the guise of serving tea, preparing to serve the tea for at least half an hour.

Zhong Liqing didn't notice anything. He didn't even move when he was bitten by a mosquito. He sat like a goose.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" This time it was Kang Ming's voice who spoke.

However, Zhong Liqing did not answer. His brain was a self-contained, complex wire hole. Once he started thinking, it would be endless, and ordinary people could not interrupt his thoughts.

The spirit creature waited for a moment, but couldn't wait for an answer, so it could only walk away slowly.

(End of this chapter)