unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 162 Maze Road

There was no movement, and even the original footsteps disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed before.

That thing outside left?
Su Mian carefully moved the table away and used one hand to hold the door from below to avoid making any noise when opening the door.

The door opened, but the scenery outside was no longer what they had seen before.

The dim corridor that I walked through just now, after the door was opened, turned into a mountain path with overgrown weeds, and the path was covered with messy footprints.

In front of the footprints is a large locust tree, with a dead man hanging under the tree.

This man has begun to rot, there is a stench everywhere, his face is black, his tongue is hanging out, his clothes are in rags, and he is filled with resentment.

His body was so stiff that he could not get down from the rope and could only keep extending his tongue.

“I don’t want to give money”

His tongue was dripping with fishy saliva, and he faced Su Mian and He Shen as if he wanted to collect debt from them.

Su Mian was no longer afraid of these little devils who didn't know where they came from. He took the stick in his hand and hit the man hard.

Then the man flew out like a swing.

The rope was still tied to the tree, his tongue was swaying in the air, and his saliva was flying everywhere.

"Fuck you, you don't have to pay for food, drink, prostitution or gambling. What a damn thing you have in mind!"

He Shen silently gave Su Mian a thumbs up.

As expected, those who can be friends with Song Yu are not ordinary people.

Seeing that the man was about to drift back, Su Mian immediately closed the door, and the outside became silent again.

The only room left was empty and safe.

No, it's only safe for the time being.

Compared with these ghosts, they are more afraid of the situation now.

It was as if they were no longer in the human world, but in the underworld, where all they saw were ghosts, all they blew were sinister winds, and all they breathed were air-conditioning.

Even the candles lit in the room were shaking, showing a little blue light.

Maybe they'll see something even scarier at any moment.

Su Mian took out his handkerchief and threw it on the ground, hoping to leave some clues for Song Yu.

He Shen looked at the handkerchief and suddenly became less afraid: "Which girl - gave this to you?"

Su Mian had no time to think about it: "My own."

After hearing this, He Shen took another look at the flower handkerchief, and his admiration for Su Mian immediately disappeared.

"I-we're going to stay here—always? Waiting for them to come and save us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a stone hitting the window from outside the window.

A round blood clot was quickly reflected on the window.

Isn't there that dead guy out there who is looking for his wife?
He Shen wiped the sweat from his palms and decided to open the window and take a look.

The window opened a tiny crack and I took a look outside.

The gray outside the window was no longer the scene seen before, but a mist. In the mist, what was hit was not a stone, but a human head.

The child-sized head flew over and slapped on the window, printing a blood clot again.

The head originally had its eyes closed and its teeth clenched, enduring severe pain, but after seeing He Shen, it suddenly opened its eyes angrily, opened its mouth, and bit hard at He Shen.

Su Mian pulled away He Shen and stretched out his stick to stop him.

With a "click", the stick was chewed to pieces, leaving only half of it.

Seeing that the head was about to come after him again, Su Mian quickly closed the window.

At this time, it was quiet outside the window again, as if we were in another place.

He Shen was frightened. If Su Mian hadn't been so fast, he would have lost his hand.

And there were so many ghosts here, the painted skin on his body had to be inserted into his waist and swallowed up in a few strokes.

We can only hope that Song Yu and Gu Beiqi can find them here.

At this time, Song Yuzheng was as happy as a god.

She beat the gambler almost to the point of beating him to pieces. The gambler clamped his legs tightly, not even daring to fart, and looked extremely painful.

He watched with trepidation as Song Yu searched his family fortune.

The only old hen was killed.

All the money that was finally won went into Song Yu's pocket.

I regret it now, very much.

As long as Song Yu, the God of Death, is willing to let him go, he will definitely change his mind in this life. From now on, he will never gamble or play cards again, and will never go to the threshold of a casino.

At last, Song Yu didn't stay here for too long, and left after eating and cleaning up.

it's dark.

There were few pedestrians on the street, everyone wanted to take advantage of the rare cool weather to have a good sleep, and the lights were constantly being blown out.

The smell of earth after rain floats in the air, and even the vegetation is freshly washed and smells pleasant.

"Ah" Song Yu let out a long yawn and walked towards the inn.

Gu Beiqi stood at the door waiting for her: "Are you alone?"

Song Yu nodded: "Su Mian and He Shen must have gone somewhere else to play."

Gu Beiqi looked serious: "I feel like there is something in the inn, but I can't see it."

Wang Zhan also nodded.

This feeling is very strange, as if the inn has suddenly become a bridge between yin and yang, with a very cold atmosphere.

Song Yu followed him through the door and stepped into the inn. Sure enough, he noticed something was wrong.

The air was damp and gloomy, and the lights on the counter were weak.

Black footprints appeared on the floor, but they quickly disappeared. After a while, other movements were heard upstairs.

There was a "bang" sound, and it felt like something was tapping on the window.

However, the three of them looked carefully and found nothing.

These movements were still there at first, but after a while, they all disappeared.

Song Yu followed Gu Beiqi back to the room and saw the flower handkerchief on the ground at a glance.

She thought to herself that Gu Beiqi really couldn't tell, he was still flirting with old ladies after he was here.

Wait, why does this veil look so familiar?

This coquettishness clearly belongs to Su Mian.

"Has Su Mian been here?"

Gu Beiqi shook his head: "No, I don't know why this veil appeared."

The three of them looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.

Su Mian and He Shen are most likely missing.

Wang Zhan had already checked it with his pupils, pointed at the windows and doorways and said, "These places are particularly dark."

Song Yu opened the window and took a look. Below was the chicken coop of the inn.

Gu Beiqi pondered for a long time: "Could it be a maze?"

Among the Buddha statues in the grottoes, there is a maze written on it. It is said that the maze can connect yin and yang and can see ghosts and gods. Every time you open a door or window, what you see and hear is very different.

It is full of resentful souls and ghosts, and there are crowds of spiritual creatures. Even the clay statues have a different look in the maze.

Like Ye Xiao, Mijindao also follows the dark and corrupt energy, but it is more elusive than Ye Xiao, and never actively devours it.

It is like a road to hell, its belly is full of things from the underworld. Those lonely ghosts are tempted and will enter the maze on their own, and they will never be able to escape from the cage.

If a person enters by mistake, he must open a real door if he wants to come out.

Gu Beiqi frowned: "Let's not talk about how to get out. How to get in is the problem."

(End of this chapter)