unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 222 The Silent Night
Liu Zhongxu thought that Song Yu was so powerful that a small man could throw a woman so far, but Su Mian felt that Song Yu was getting more and more fierce.

Only she could think of using a female ghost as a pathfinder.

If she can get married in this life, he will write his name upside down.

The big white cat squatted on Song Yu's shoulder, not daring to make a sound, regretting it very much.

But it didn't dare to run. If it angered her, wouldn't she be able to pull it by its hind legs and swing it thousands of miles away?

Song Yu clapped his hands and walked in: "There's no danger, let's go."

This female ghost is determined to come in. As long as you follow her, you might be able to find the missing child in the willow.

The female ghost didn't expect Song Yu's sinister intentions, and went straight to her destination.

When Song Yu and the other three followed them, they felt that there was indeed something weird about this place.

There are many patterns painted with dark red blood in front of every house. If you look carefully at these patterns, they look like disassembled human figures.

Severed arms, legs, a head alone in a corner, and a body without limbs were scattered around the house.

These random things are everywhere.

Su Mian asked Song Yu in a low voice, "Where is there a painting like this?"

Song Yu said: "This is not a painting, it is the same thing as the Suzhou mural."

This is a living thing.

Su Mian took a breath and didn't dare to look or speak anymore.

The big white cat squatted on Song Yu's shoulder, its hair standing on end. It was a small spiritual creature that could only bully Caiji, but would be intimidated by any bigger scenes.

It barked in Song Yu's ear and bared its teeth at the surroundings.

Song Yu patted it, and was about to say that this was probably just a small scene, but when he turned around, he saw Liu Zhongxu tremblingly pointing at a head in the corner.

"Move, move!"

The head of the person in the corner did roll a bit, from the corner on the far side to a point in the middle.

Because of the movement, there was even a little dark, sticky blood on the ground.

Like dripping from the wall.

Liu Zhongxu is just a storyteller, and the books he tells are full of ghosts and monsters, and there are countless anecdotes and stories, but when he really saw it with his own eyes, all he was left with was fear.

Song Yu winked at Su Mian and asked Su Mian to protect the benefactor, but Su Mian quickly blocked his sight.

While pulling Liu Zhongxu, he said: "It's like this at night. There are a lot of weird things. There's nothing to be afraid of. Let's go."

The shadow of the female ghost has almost disappeared.

But there are bloody footprints on the ground.

He walked straight forward, following the footprints, and finally stopped in front of a house at the very end of the village.

This room was even weirder than the others. Not only were there scattered blood-drawn limbs all around, but it was also covered with spells.

Some of these charms are old, and some are almost broken, but they are still firmly stuck to the door.

Some of the charms were new, and Song Yu could recognize them as being produced by Qingyun Temple.

Although Qingyun Temple's spell is not as effective as Zhong Liqing's spell, it is still very useful to resist the swimming blood paintings on the wall.

The female ghost was also blocked from entering.

Su Mian winked at Song Yu and asked silently: "Do you want to go in?"

There are people living in the house, and you can hear the sound of people inside turning around while standing outside.

Song Yu shook his head.

Opening the door rashly may harm the people inside. The things on the wall don't do anything to them, but it is very likely to sneak in through the crack of the door.

It would be terrible if there was a child sleeping inside.

"Let's go somewhere else first."

Song Yu stopped caring about the female ghost and walked directly deeper into the village.

Liu Zhongxu's mind went blank, and for a moment he even had the illusion of giving up on his son, so he let Su Mian push him and follow him.

Is this really just an ordinary village?
Can the Tai Sui dug out from here really be eaten?
Dimly, he heard Su Mian asking him: "How did you meet your wife? Have you never asked her about things in the village?"

He shook his head blankly.

The lady was so beautiful that it made him forget all his other problems.

The deeper you go, the heavier this weird feeling is, and even the black mist is getting heavier, and the whole village seems to be shrouded in hell.

An ancestral temple appeared in front of them.

The door of the ancestral hall is open, and there is a clay statue inside.

Song Yu blew on the fire and stepped in. The black fog in the ancestral hall became thicker and thicker, covering most of the statues.

After lighting all the oil lamps in the ancestral hall, the light was not much brighter, but the statue could be vaguely illuminated.

It looks a bit like a goddess statue, but compared to ordinary goddess statues, this statue looks younger and its clothes are very simple.

It even feels like it is from the village.

In front of the statue is an Eight Immortals table with some fruits and melons on it.

Song Yubai had no inhibitions. He grabbed a handful of peanuts and said while eating, "I'll rest here for the night. I'll go out for a walk during the day tomorrow."

Although she was very dissatisfied with her height, she had to admit that she was not so easy to spot because of her inconspicuousness.

Liu Zhongxu looked around and saw no rolling heads on the wall, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he relaxed, he began to feel uneasy again.

It may be more or less auspicious for the son to fall into this place.

In the sound of Song Yu peeling peanuts, his uneasiness was gradually soothed. The fatigue caused by running all the way made him lean against the earth wall and close his eyes.

Su Mian was a night owl, and his eyes would light up at night. It was the same now. He took out a stick and wandered around in the ancestral hall.

Song Yu's cheeks didn't stop, and his mind was racing rapidly.

There are also weird things in this ancestral hall.

The walls in the village are full of ghosts, but no one dares to come to the ancestral hall.

There isn't even a charm here, just a very ordinary statue.

Could there be another mystery behind this statue?
She stood up, grabbed another handful of peanuts, and started spinning them around the statue.

Nothing was found.

When she sat down and yawned, Su Mian suddenly came over with an ancient book that could fall apart at any time.

"You never know what's written on it!"

Song Yu stretched his neck and took a look, and found that it was all written with words and no paintings, so he retracted his head again.

"Written what?"

Su Mian turned over a page and started reading.

"Dad told me to stay here and don't move. He will come to pick me up. If I don't behave, I will be eaten by the monster."

"My sister was taken away by my father."

Su Mian's low voice reached Song Yu's ears, but suddenly, his voice was mixed with the girl's voice.

The girl's voice was crisp and tender, getting clearer and clearer, as if she was speaking in Song Yu's ear.

"I saw the knife hidden behind my father's back and remembered my mother's words."

"She said she couldn't let her stay with her because he didn't like her and would take her to a deserted place and eat her."

"I wanted to tell my sister to run, but my father looked back at me, and I didn't dare to do anything."

"Dad came back to pick me up, but my sister didn't come back with him."

(End of this chapter)