unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 195
The lights and ashes fell to the ground together, and the flames rushed up and then went out quickly.

The paper bundles are still spreading, and the whole room has become a paper bundle house, showing a strange color under the short burst of fire.

It's bright red and purple, colorful and paper-pasted into a thick shell, closing all the tables, chairs and benches inside.

Old Shi was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it.

"She, she, she ghost, ghost, ghost"

Song Yu nodded: "She was eaten by a ghost."

As a qualified rice worm, Lao Shi has never experienced such a frightening scene when he grew up so big, and began to speak incoherently: "Oh, hurry up, run, go left, no, go right. Amitabha, no, hurry like a law"

Song Yu showed him a clear path: "Climb over the wall and you will reach the street. It will be safe if you go out. Come back at dawn tomorrow."

Lao Shi clapped his hands quickly: "Yes, yes, turn it over now."

He became Song Yu's puppet. Following Song Yu's instructions, he quickly climbed over the wall and fell to the street outside with an "ouch".

"Hurry up, I'll catch you!"

Song Yu declined his kindness: "No, I'll dig into a dog's hole."

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking to Old Ten and started walking around outside the destroyed house.

It doesn't help to light the lamp.

Such a dangerous spiritual creature appeared in Bianjing so quietly?
Song Yu suddenly remembered that when Zui Jinchao was outside, she also noticed the aura of the spiritual creature, but the aura soon disappeared.

Nothing happened after that. She thought it was a spiritual creature passing by, but she didn't expect it to come to Su's house now.

No, how come the spiritual creature only hangs around the Su family?
What brought it here?
She looked around vigilantly. There was no wind or rain tonight, it was a bright moonlit night, and it was very quiet, not even the sound of insects.

wrong.

There must be something wrong with the Su family to attract the spiritual creature here.

She stood motionless, not ignoring the movement of any plant or tree, until suddenly a small sound rang out in her ears.

It is the "rustling" sound made by the grass and trees rubbing against each other.

got windy.

Song Yu jumped up and ran towards the direction of the sound.

When she walked to the place, the wind stopped, and the golden quicksand swam slowly among the flowers and plants, and quickly caught things.

Yes.

Song Yu looked at the man in the black robe. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He was growing very fast. His skin, which was originally like porcelain, now had blood.

"Sure enough, it's you who are up to something."

Song Bubuo didn't expect that he would be caught so quickly. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just pretended to be stupid and said: "Actually, I don't know what happened. I was trapped here by a spiritual creature."

This is the truth.

He was really trapped.

Originally, after he drove the spiritual beings in, he could leave, but accidentally, he got himself involved.

He was actually running for his life.

When the golden quicksand entangled him, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Xiao was very fragile, and if he wasn't careful, he would be killed by the spiritual creature.

Song Yu took a huge cattail leaf fan from his hand, which was enough to fan the Flame Mountain.

"I know, it must be the wind. This spiritual creature moves with the wind, but there is no wind at all tonight, which just gives you a chance."

Song Lao shook his head decisively.

"No?" Song Yu smiled, "Then I can only give it a try."

She said, raising her fan to fan.

Song Bu didn't know that she was a cruel person, and he couldn't run away now, so he shouted loudly: "No, no, no, it's the wind! Spiritual creatures move with the wind! This fan of mine is too big, and there will be wind whenever it moves. I can’t even get out.”

He was very upset because he shouldn't have "borrowed" the fan for heating hot water.

Song Yu was carrying the fan and asked him suspiciously, "Then why don't you put the fan down?"

Song Dao: "."

Yes, why don't I put down the fan?
For a moment, he felt like there were thousands of words in his stomach, vying to come out of his mouth. In the end, he could only choose one sentence from these words.

"Can you let me go?"

Song Yu threw down his fan, led Song Wubuo with the golden quicksand, and said as he walked, "What do you think?"

"I don't think it's possible." Song Buo almost cried.

Song Yu said again: "Using spiritual objects to trap me here, it seems that you all know that we are going to do Fengshui bureau work in the mass grave."

Song Lai remained silent, thinking that if I don't say a word, I don't believe you can get anything out of me.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu never thought of trying to get something out of this idiot's mouth, but instead went through it himself.

"It seems that our guess is right. You just want to blur the line between Yin and Yang and turn the world into hell."

"But right now you have only opened one point, the Mass Grave. Others should be thinking of ways to open more points."

"Bianjing is the place where dragon heads gather. There are nine dragon veins heading here. As long as you destroy Bianjing, you will succeed."

"I didn't expect you spiritual beings to be quite loving."

Song Buyi's eyes widened, thinking that I didn't say a word.

He felt that if he could escape this time, he must tell his boss that the top priority was to kill Song Yu.

This little kid not only has a bright mind, but also dares to think.

Song Yu led the prisoner and soon arrived at Mrs. Su's territory. Su Mian was sweating profusely from exhaustion: "I don't know how many people there are in this family before the notice is finished. Where did you get this turtle?"

Before the words fell, suddenly the branches shook and a breeze blew up.

Song Yu pushed Su Mian hard: "Go in! Close the door and close the window!"

Everyone panicked and followed him into the house.

The cold air swept in along with the cold wind, drowning people like a tide.

Song Yu dragged Song Naobu into the study on the side, opened the door and window wide, and invited you to enter the urn.

Song Bui shivered at the side, feeling weak and pitiful.

The sound of "clatter" kept ringing, which was the sound of pages turning, but the books in the study were not turned.

The spirit has come.

It was hidden in the cold wind, and accompanied by the cold wind, whizzed past, blowing Song Yu's sleeves high, filled with wind, like two dark wings.

Everything in the house was changing drastically.

Books, tables, chairs, benches, beams, doors and windows, everything became made of paper.

Except Song Yu and Xiao next to Song Yu.

The deathly energy at Song Yu's feet also spread in an instant, wrapping up the entire room.

The wind was left here, unable to escape, and made even more crazy sounds.

"Bang bang."

The shelf was blown to the ground and changed its shape in an instant, turning into a fake paper object.

Song Buo looked very anxious: "Why don't you solve it?"

Song Yu took out a pear from the table without haste, put it into his mouth and said with a click: "I have use."

This thing is really useful.

Song Bubu watched her open her little mouth and gnaw away the pear, feeling very desperate.

He thought Song Yu was going to use this thing to torture himself.

(End of this chapter)