unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 198 Chinese Cabbage

The fourth watch bell rang.

The sound of the bell came from afar, and the gentle wind blew away the mist. Under the whining wind, the sound of the bell continued intermittently, making the silence between heaven and earth more apparent.

The cold and cold moon disappeared into the clouds, lights lit up in Bianjing, and the day began again.

They had been standing at the mass grave for a day and a night.

Song Yu herself was also dizzy, and when everything calmed down and Qiguan was no longer shaken, she finally stopped.

She said like a dying patient: "Give me some water quickly."

Gu Beiqi quickly brought her the cold tea: "Is it done?"

Except for Zhong Liqing, who could see it, everyone else looked at her nervously, fearing that she might not finish her sentence or fail.

Song Yu finished the cold tea in one gulp: "It's done. Don't touch these places for now. We can create dragon veins in another seven days."

Su Mian breathed a sigh of relief. Both of his palms were covered with wounds caused by Song Yuhua. He couldn't even hold the tea cup and had to feed him.

He decided to get drunk and lose his virginity as soon as the injury healed.

It's too awful.

He Shen rubbed his legs: "Let's go, let's go have breakfast."

When it came to breakfast, Song Yu was really hungry.

The others also ate something, but she didn't even have a drink of water. So when she saw the sheep when she entered the city, she thought they were just a group of people rushing to roast.

There was no time to pick a place, a stall selling morning tea came out on the side of the road, and she sat down before the stool was set up.

This vendor was also lucky. On the first day he came out to sell fried dough sticks and mixed spicy soup, the bucket was emptied without even a second shout.

After they had eaten and drank enough, and then slept for a while, Song Yu and Su Mian became a good team again, traveling across Bianjing.

Gu Beiqi and Li Bi were enough to do the rest of the work at the mass grave. They built a rockery and dug a small ditch, and Song Yu didn't need to do any hard work at all.

The two of them grinded their teeth in idleness and stayed up all night in Zuijinchao and Jilong Alley.

Seeing that the weather was getting colder, Song Yu decided to have a bowl of fish noodles in the morning.

As soon as Little Loach opened the door, she saw Song Yu rubbing his hands like flies, shivering with cold: "Quick, quick, make a fire to warm up."

It's been a bit too cold this year. It hasn't even snowed yet, and already people don't want to go out.

Su Mian sneezed: "I told you not to follow me."

After playing cards for one night, the charcoal pots in Jilong Alley were reluctant to add charcoal, and they only maintained a freezing temperature.

The little loach pulled away the ash pile, and there was still some residual warmth inside. Adding two more pieces of charcoal would warm it up.

It was burning charcoal, and some wood chips were added to it. Before the person was warm, his nose was choked with snot and tears flowed.

Song Yu sniffed and said, "I heard that Zhongli Qing's house burns silver bone charcoal. There is no smoke at all. It is not easy to put out when it is lit. It is warm all night. So it is said that the greatest luck in a person's life is to be reincarnated. The one who casts well is Zhongliqing.”

The little loach fanned the fire, but because of his stupid mouth, he refused to answer. Su Mian asked, "What if the shot is not good?"

Song Yu said with a smile: "It's you who didn't vote well. You can't even afford charcoal to bear the title of young master."

After all, the Su family is also very rich in Bianjing. This young master did it, and his father does not love his mother.

The big white cat on the side stretched out a paw towards the plate of radish strips on the table and barked in approval.

Su Mian knocked off its claws, feeling calm in his heart: "Yes, you are lucky."

These words were like a knife, thrust directly into Song Yu's heart.

Her luck is really not bad.

He was born in a remote area and was raised as a child to herd sheep. Later, he encountered migratory locusts and was unable to even herd the sheep, so he fled all the way to Bianjing.

When I arrived in Bianjing, my luck was not good either. I would lose whatever I did and I would never be able to keep any money in my hands.

To be able to survive till now, she can be called an inspiration.

Song Yu replied solemnly: "You don't understand. If this person has always had bad luck, he must have saved his luck to turn bad luck into good luck."

After she finished speaking, she patted the little loach on the head.

This guy is extremely unlucky because he is too honest.

When the little loach heard this, he became serious and felt very happy. He felt that he would be able to turn disaster into good fortune in the future.

After talking nonsense, more and more people were eating noodles. The Iron Lady was as busy as a spinning top, and she even found time to fry a plate of fish for Song Yu.

While eating fish here, a big man eating noodles patted his chest: "To be a spirit catcher, you must at least have a physique like mine."

Another said: "I think my son has great potential. Maybe he can become a ghost hunter in the future. Being a ghost hunter is great. You won't have to worry about food and drink. Even the people in the Xiang Gong Office are afraid of them."

"That's right, I originally thought that the Decryption Department tells us how to farm based on the weather. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. If my son can succeed, that would be the best."

"Song Yu's small physique is fine, but there's no reason why we can't."

"Yes, but I heard it's a bit dangerous."

"What are you afraid of? It can't be worse than Song Yu."

Song Yu held the bowl and was stunned.

What's going on, in one night, the ghost hunter turned from a rare thing to a cabbage?

She glanced at Su Mian and felt that this matter was a bit beyond her imagination.

Su Mian was also a little baffled, and waited until the noodle eaters had almost left before grabbing Little Niach.

"What is this ghost hunter they are talking about?"

The little loach honestly told everything he knew.

In the past two days, people came to the dock during the day, saying that they wanted to select ghost hunters for Feitian, and told them about the treatment of ghost hunters in the Decryption Department.

As Song Yu listened, he knew that Wanlan Sect was causing trouble.

The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind. It seems that he wants to be that oriole. When they fight to the death with the tortoises, he will come out to harvest.

Looking for a spirit hunter should be to prepare for the time when there are more spirits than people.

This murderous maniac is really restless for a moment.

After Xiao Niqiu finished speaking, he asked Song Yu eagerly: "Master Xiao Song, is this all true? It's so good to enter the decryption department? I don't want to go to Feitian, can I go to the decryption department?"

Song Yu was very amiable: "You can go as long as you want. There is a special shortage of spirit hunters."

Little Loach was a little confused: "Why are there so many shortages of such a good job?"

Song Yu patted his little head: "There are too many dead. When I first joined the Decryption Department, there were ghost hunters everywhere. There were them in every state and county. There must be at least a hundred of them. , now there is probably one palm left."

This is absolutely true.

Money is earned by wearing your head in your belt.

Little Loach: "."

very scary.

Several people in the corner looked at each other in confusion, but they didn't expect that there was such a thing here.

But you look at me, and I look at you, and you feel that what Song Yu said is hard to believe.

Except when this guy says "hungry", he doesn't add any water. At other times, he just lies to death without batting an eyelid.

Song Yu smiled evilly at these people and looked at the people leaving the pier in a hurry.

It's the old Phoenix who is disguised as Lifu and has no sense of disobedience.

Song Yu looked at it with his eyes, which looked like a fierce falcon. Old Phoenix knew nothing and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)