unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 220
A hand stretched out from nowhere in the crowd, and with a force of skill, directly took the purse from Song Buo's hand.

He was stunned for a moment, looking at his empty palm, and then turned back sharply, trying to find the thief.

However, there were as many people in the market as the tide, going back and forth, and the unknown little thief had already been drowned.

The three-bald man was carrying four pieces of glutinous rice cake, and when he turned around, he bumped into Song Buo. He scolded him fiercely. Seeing that he was motionless, he thought that there might be something wrong with this man.

He quickly bypassed Song Dao and ran to another place.

Song Bu was really confused.

He never dreamed that such a situation would happen. Could it be that his kindred spirit was so unlucky that he had to learn to cheat?
At the other end of the market, Song Yu bought a roasted sweet potato as big as her head, and her face was covered with ashes after eating it.

"G-give me a taste." He Shen jumped down from the wall and took a sip of saliva.

Song Yu opened his hand and said, "Buy it yourself."

He Shen pinched his wallet and used it as a threat: "The Decryption Department has collapsed. I don't have any money. Don't force me to embark on the road of committing crimes again."

"No!"

"Then, I'll tear up the ticket!"

"Try it, believe it or not, I will visit your grave during the Chinese New Year."

Su Mian couldn't stand it anymore and took out ten coins to buy a small one for He Shen.

He Shen took the sweet potatoes with one hand and handed over the purse with the other: "You, what are you doing with this?"

Song Yu stuffed it into his sleeves: "Of course I'm going to replace him."

This ungrown child was taken to Zhong Liqing's cell.

Zhong Liqing sighed heavily when he heard that the emperor was obsessed with obsession and wanted to build the Tower of Picking Stars to seek longevity.

His nephew seemed to have reached his end.

Song Yu asked him to take out the remaining snacks, and then exchanged purses with him.

Zhong Liqing had never gotten a needle or thread from Song Yu before. After looking at the purse, his thoughts were racing. He felt that there were firecrackers in the purse, and food in the purse. He was fascinated by it.

Song Yu looked at the dazed Zhongliqing in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Su Mian leaned against the cell door and changed his position back and forth: "I'm sick."

It took Zhongliqing, who was seriously ill, to come to his senses after a while. He opened his purse and took a look, and was startled.

There was a dark mess in the purse, and in the chaos, something as big as an egg was "looking" at him.

After watching him for a long time, this thing developed a pair of eyes that were exactly the same as Zhong Liqing's eyes.

"Is this...?"

Song Yu nodded: "This thing grows very fast. If I eat and live with you for a few days, it will look like you. I will pick you up when the time comes."

When ordinary people grow up, they will continue to learn and acquire knowledge. They may replace the person who is learning, or they may leave on their own, but in prison, they will have no place to run for a while.

And when you are with Zhongliqing, you can't learn anything else except Zhongliqing's daze.

Even if Xiao opened his brain, which was like a hole in silk threads, he wouldn't know what he was thinking.

What's even better is that when it's not growing well, ordinary people can't see it at all.

The complexity of this spiritual object is unparalleled among all the spiritual objects Song has ever encountered.

The Yin Qi in Zhong Liqing's body should make Jin grow faster.

For the next two days, Song Yu worked tirelessly to visit the prison every day, and cleaned up all the leftovers from Zhongliqing's food. Seeing that the acne was getting bigger and bigger, it was exactly the same as Zhongliqing's.

On the third day, Su Mian put on makeup, put two big steamed buns on his chest, and took Song Yu to visit the prison again.

This time even He Shen came.

Xiao is growing up very fast and looks even more stupid than Zhongliqing, but he has no plans to replace Zhongliqing.

He has learned too little. He has not even learned a few words because Zhong Liqing doesn't speak much.

But in prison, you don't need to be able to speak.

Song Yu was very satisfied with his current appearance. A puppet, more or less like this, would be enough.

He Shen quickly picked the door lock and let Zhongli Qing come out: "Let's go, let's go, I'm the best in the world at opening locks."

As soon as Zhong Liqing came out, he slammed the door shut again and locked Xie inside.

Zhong Liqing was confused for a moment: "I don't need to change my clothes to disguise myself?"

"No need," Song Yu led him out, "Hurry up, I'm busy."

Now that Zhong Liqing could no longer be regarded as the emperor's nephew, she showed her true colors and no longer thought about marrying him.

Zhong Liqing hesitated for a moment: "There are many people outside..."

Song Yu waved his hand: "Just leave."

There are indeed seven people in charge outside, but these seven people are now surrounding Su Mian, not even a glance at the escaped prisoner.

As a man, Su Mian naturally knew what men liked. He was even more coquettish than the girls who were drunk in the golden age. He could captivate them with a casual lift of his skirt or a casual shake of his chest.

Man, sometimes it's just that simple.

The cell bosses didn't notice that one more person had left. After Su Mian left, they didn't realize that the idiot in the cell was not Zhong Liqing. Everything went smoothly.

Zhong Liqing was quickly picked up and hidden by Gu Beiqi and Li Bi.

They were afraid that Song Yu would grind Zhong Liqing to death, so a middle-aged man would be safer.

Song Yu took a big job and was busy making money. He didn't pay much attention to it and went out of the city with Su Mian that night.

Ask their men to wait for them at the west gate, leading three donkeys.

Song Yu felt a pain in his butt when he saw the donkey. Riding this thing was worse than riding Lao Su. However, the journey was far away, so he could only make do with it.

The person leading the donkey was Liu Zhongxu. He was about the same age as Li Bi, but now he looked much older, as if he had aged ten years overnight: "Master Xiao Song, are we leaving now?"

He was a little confused about Song Yu's empty hands.

Don't you prepare some things like black dog blood, black donkey hooves, and big cocks?

If you don’t have any of these, why don’t you even have a mahogany sword?

Song Yu didn't notice his expression. After being thrown onto the donkey by Su Mian, Song Yu couldn't help but said: "You are also the leading storyteller in Bianjing. If there is wind, there will be rain. Why don't you get a carriage?"

These three words "Liu Zhongxu" are the golden signature of the storyteller. When you wake up and take a picture of the wood, it is a world in the book, where gods and ghosts can hide.

As long as he tells stories, the whole house will always be filled with cheers and seats packed.

Why did you bring three donkeys?

Liu Zhongxu looked troubled: "After the accident, I stopped reading books. I was really short of money."

Su Mian smiled and said, "Come on, what's there to hide? Those masters must have defrauded you of a lot of money."

The eminent monks of the Daxiangguo Temple in Bianjing City have no desires or demands and never do these things to exorcise evil spirits. The Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple are blindly cultivating and stay behind closed doors. They are even less able to invite them. All those who are invited are Taoist priests like Zihua. characters.

Liu Zhongxu sighed: "I was also in a hurry and sought medical treatment. I am just a son. I was so anxious that I had my mouth full. I hired several helpers, but they all said that I was still alive."

Alive, but nowhere to be found.

Song Yu said: "Why did your son go to Yanjiang Dongzi? This place is not a good place."

(End of this chapter)