unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 137
Xu Ling stopped: "Then hurry up."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already fallen down, his breath disappeared instantly, and the blood on his face receded, turning blue and white.

With a "bang", she hit the ground, and the darkness receded like a tide, turning back into the unclear blue-black color at dawn.

Xu Mo froze on the spot: "Little sister?"

no answer.

He shivered violently, and the temperature on his body suddenly receded. It was obviously June, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

"Little sister?"

When he walked to Xu Ling, he could feel that his sister had turned into a dead person without even checking her breathing.

Fear was like a huge hand, holding Xu Mo tightly in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but tighten it.

He didn't even dare to touch Xu Ling's body, he just stood there and cried: "Someone is coming!"

The shrill screams were swallowed up by the empty streets and no one heard them.

Song Yu and Su Mian were wandering on the road without saying a word, and soon they saw He Shen and Wang Zhan.

He Shen and Wang Zhan were running wildly along the way. In addition, Wang Zhan's eyesight was bad and he fell with a bruised nose and face. There were sounds of many people chasing behind them.

He Shen was about to cry but had no tears, so he supported Wang Zhan: "Song, Song Yu! Hurry! Hurry, run!"

It's a pity that the people who caught up behind didn't give them this chance, and quickly surrounded them.

"Still want to run away! Tell me, who is Song Yu!"

Song Yu opened his mouth, wondering what it had to do with him. Could it be that her reputation had spread to Fengxiang Mansion?
Or did the Wanlan Sect hire murderers to kill people?
The few idle men who caught up were each carrying a stick: "Tell me, who is Song Yu? If you don't tell us, we will fight together!"

He Shen looked at Song Yu, and Song Yu looked at Su Mian. In the end, the two of them had a rare tacit understanding and pointed their finger at Su Mian.

Su Mian: "."

This is really people sitting at home, the pot comes from the sky.

He grabbed the stick that was thrown at him, his mouth was numb and painful, and he grimaced in pain, but on his face he pretended to be a graceful young knight, grabbed the blade with his bare hands, and snatched the stick away.

Song Yu and He Shen took Wang Zhan and ran away.

After finally running out of the attack range, Song Yu immediately scolded He Shen.

Even if he goes out to patrol the streets, he will cause trouble, and he even blames it on her.

He Shen was also very aggrieved: "Can you blame me? If I were alone - who could catch up with me? Besides, this disaster was not caused by me."

Wang Zhan was very ashamed: "It's all my fault. I just wanted to buy you a sugar cane."

He had to squint at people during the day, let alone at night. When he saw a bunch of people gathered together, each holding a stick in his hand, he thought they were selling sugar cane, so he went up to them and asked how much they cost. root.

Others were there to make alliances with blood, and they finally squeezed out a few drops of blood and put it in the bowl before they could drink it, but they were kicked over by Wang Zhan's invisible kick.

He Shen scratched his head: "I, I wanted to find Su Mian to help me, so I just shouted Song, Song Yu twice."

Song Yu was speechless and looked at Wang Zhan silently, feeling that Li B should raise him up.

They were waiting here for Su Mian to retire, but Wen Wen suddenly appeared and shocked them with the heavy scars on his face.

He Shen was startled and almost ran away on the spot: "Oh my god, you, you are so mysterious - you want to scare us to death!"

Wenwen spoke slowly: "Something happened."

As soon as these three words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of Song Yu and the others immediately became solemn, losing the relaxation they had just now.

Being chased and beaten is just a human thing, it’s not a big deal.

But the news brought by the literature is about spiritual things.

By the time they arrived together, Xu Mo had been beaten by Xu Guofu until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was kneeling on the ground.

He didn't cry or speak. He was just numb. All the fear, regret, and self-blame were all integrated into the numbness, forming a shell for him to protect himself.

Xu Ling's body was lying on the ground like the three people who died before. She died without any warning, not even a look of horror.

Gu Beiqi squatted on the ground and made a fourth gesture.

He stood up and asked someone to take the body away, and said to the people who came: "There are no traces, we move at night, and we don't attack lone people."

This is a tentative conclusion.

Sometimes the truth is so cruel. As ghost hunters and ordinary people die one after another, the traces of spiritual creatures will show up.

Song Yu frowned, thinking of the situation when he and the man were grinding soy milk.

It can be said that the distance between the two of them is less than five steps. Does this count as being alone?

Song Yu told Gu Beiqi about the situation he encountered.

Gu Beiqi thought for a moment: "Never mind, the one about being alone can be removed. Let's ask this guy first."

They wanted to ask Xu Mo about the situation at that time, but Xu Mo couldn't tell anything useful.

"I summoned the ghost, I shouted my name to the shadow, and my sister was killed by me."

He looked at Song Yu blankly and remembered what Song Yu had said before.

Some things are better not to be seen. By the time they see them, it will be too late to regret them.

The sky slowly brightened, the morning fog was quickly dispersed by the heat, and the first ray of morning light fell on everyone, bringing them out of the darkness.

But Xu Mo can never come out.

His life will stay in this night, and his soul will be trapped in the boundless darkness together with the dead Xu Ling.

Song Yu asked him under the sun: "Tell me carefully, what did you say and do at that time, and how far apart were you two?"

Xu Mo held back his cries and told the story.

He Shen scratched his head: "I didn't, didn't hear anything."

No one else heard anything. The only strange thing about the two siblings as they ran away and then returned was that Xu Mo called his name to the shadow.

Ghosts have no shadows.

Everything in the world is divided into two qi, yin and yang. Yang is generated by Yang Qi, and Yin is generated by ghost Qi. It is said that the shadow of a person belongs to Yin, and all the dark things in the human body are stored in it.

Calling one's name to the shadow will not directly cause spiritual beings to appear, but it will arouse the hidden darkness in one's heart, thereby provoking some dark beings.

Just like an egg with cracks, it emits a putrid smell and attracts flies.

Even if they attracted the wandering spiritual creature in this way, they still didn't know how the spiritual creature hunted.

Gu Beiqi asked Xu Guofu to leave first, and led the group to eat fried dough sticks and tofu puffs on the roadside.

He grabbed a deep-fried dough stick and didn't know how to eat it: "Since the spirit passed by Song Yu, she and the soya-bean milk grinder were counted as a group, and the two brothers and sisters were counted as a group. They both had lamps, and they were both a man and a woman. , what are the other differences?”

He thought for a moment and suddenly thought of something, but he didn't say it out loud, but wanted to hear other people's thoughts.

Song Yu took a big dumpling in his mouth and let them look at it.

He Shen guessed: "The belly and belly size are different?"

Song Yu stuffed another big dumpling into his mouth and rolled his eyes: "Fart."

He Shen silently moved the stool a little further away from her.

(End of this chapter)