unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 203 Seed
The three of them split up in Lingxi Village to look for clues and find a solution.

Song Yu watched the villagers digging white radish on the ridge of the field. They didn't know how long they could live, but they could live one day at a time.

Survival is the instinct of all things, even plants and trees.

A villager saw Song Yu squatting on the ridge of the shopping field, so he washed a radish and handed it to her: "Kid, who do you belong to? This is not a good place. There is a plague. Don't run around."

Song Yu took the radish, peeled it with his teeth, and took a bite. The spicy taste of the radish burst into his mouth, and then it was sweet.

"Old man, is there anything unusual in this mountain?"

The villager picked up a hoe: "What is an unusual thing?"

Song Yu made an analogy: "For example, a bamboo shoot as big as me."

The villager looked her over again and smiled: "That's not nothing."

Song Yu: "."

A small flame of anger rose from her Dantian, and was about to brew into a fire.

However, before the fire started burning in her place, a burning smell suddenly came over her.

The villagers looked up and saw thick smoke billowing in the distance near the foot of the mountain. For some reason, there was a fire.

"Ouch, no, I'm afraid it's going to burn into the mountains. If it burns up, that'll be fine. What kind of nonsense is this!"

He quickly picked up the straw hat, put it on, carried it and hurried there.

However, within a few steps of walking out, he suddenly turned into a puddle of thick water without any warning.

Thick, fishy, ​​sticky, nothing human-related.

Song Yu still held half a carrot in his hand, and just watched helplessly as a person disappeared in front of him.

For a while, the taste of radish was only spicy.

The world is impermanent and life is miserable.

This kind of suffering is unknown to those with power, and those with money do not know it, but only those who are busy, only want a meal to eat and clothe, and a tile to cover their heads know.

Lin Kun and Wang Zhan also saw the fire and hurriedly ran in the direction of Song Yu.

Both of them didn't care whether they would step on the moss on the ground, because they were so angry that they were not normal.

Wang Zhan reluctantly let Tong Ren out and found out a little bit about the situation: "Song Yu, it's Xiao!"

Lin Kun was panting and pointed at the fire: "Why is the smoke like this? It's not because the moss has been burned."

The color of the thick smoke is cyan, similar to the sky when black and white alternate, and there are many things the size of sesame seeds floating in it, which look like seeds.

It is the breath that the spirit breathes out before death.

As the fire gets bigger, there are more and more of these "seeds", which are blown around by the wind.

Soon, they will scatter to every corner with the wind, take root, and become inconspicuous predators.

Wang Zhan squinted his eyes, feeling very anxious: "How about we put out the fire first? Why do these things look like seeds..."

Song Yu shook his head: "It's too late."

It's too late.

Xiao is well aware of the spiritual objects, not only the ones recorded in the Suzhou Stone Buddha's belly, but they also know the hidden spiritual objects.

Since they are here, it means it is too late to put out the fire.

It didn't take long for the fire to be extinguished by a rain. Almost everything that should be burned was burned, but there were still two piles of "bodies" on the ground.

It seems that Xiao, who came secretly to set fire, died in the hands of Moss.

Most of the moss was piled up in a short time, poured over with spirits, and burned clean.

There were only scattered traces left on the ground.

There is also the part where the seeds fall to the ground and begin to take root and sprout.

Lin Kun was so frustrated that the flesh on his face drooped: "It's over."

Wang Zhan sighed in the same way: "Now the whole world will be like this."

They had already failed before they even took action.

As long as these things grow all over the world, no matter how many ghost hunters take action, they cannot completely eliminate these things.

If you step on it, the seeds will be taken away. If you burn it, the seeds will be taken away, and they will be mixed with real moss and cannot be distinguished at all.

Not only was Xiao's matter immediately completed, but Wanlan Sect's lifelong career was also completed.

Song Yu crossed his arms and felt that things were not that bad.

Spiritual objects are not indestructible. Just like the Jiuding, it is so terrifying because it is sealed by a spell and cannot move.

It's just that they haven't found its weakness yet, and there isn't much time left. They must find a way to deal with the spiritual creature before things get too bad to be saved.

She told Lin Kun and Wang Zhan: "Take the news out. There is no need to be trapped here now. It has spread like this anyway."

Lin Kun said: "Are you alone?"

Song Yu thought that he was extremely smart and it was enough to stay here alone. He immediately held his head high and said: "Yes, I am enough by myself. When I solve this matter, you can make a statue of me so that I can be taken care of in the future." Enshrine it.”

After she finished speaking, she shooed the two men away like flies and stayed behind.

The moss on the ground grew quickly, and the burned areas quickly became green again.

There is also greenery in the mountains and forests.

This kind of greenery is very rare in Bianjing in winter, which makes people feel even more uneasy.

However, Song Yu was not uneasy. His eyes swept back and forth among the green, quietly peeping deeper into the place.

All things have spirit.

Grass, trees, mountains, rivers, mud and rocks, everything tells something in its own way.

The more contact he has with spirits, the less afraid Song Yu becomes.

The spirit is nothing.

It's just a thing born from heaven and earth, no different from cats and dogs.

It's just that they eat humans.

The villagers in the village also left together, and Song Yu was soon the only one left in the entire Lingxi Village. She found a bench, sat down anywhere, and dug out the moss.

Some are real and some are spiritual.

She wanted to find something different.

The sky went from light to dark, then from black to white. Gu Beiqi came in from outside with a big baggage on his shoulders.

He came to deliver food to Song Yu and see if he could help in any way.

As soon as he entered the village, the amount of moss he could see far exceeded his imagination. After everyone evacuated, greenery occupied every corner.

Even in the fields.

Although it looked strange, the village was not silent.

Song Yu's curses were full of vigor and could be heard endlessly. From the eighteenth generation of Ling's ancestor to Jiuding, he changed the pattern and cursed one after another like a street.

Her scolding was enough to dispel the shadow caused by the spiritual creature.

When Gu Beiqi followed the scolding and found where Song Yu was, he was stunned to hear only the sound and no one from Song Yu.

She was already swamped by two piles of moss.

But without him having to do anything, Song Yu got out of the moss after smelling the fragrance, and stretched out his hand like a mud monkey: "What did Lao Su ask you to bring me?"

Gu Beiqi opened the bag and said, "Mutton, go wash your hands."

Song Yu was already holding the mutton in his hands and stuffing it into his mouth: "It's not unclean. You won't get sick after eating it."

Gu Beiqi looked carefully between the two piles of moss: "What do you see? It's okay outside, nothing serious happened, eh. This is it?"

He picked up a piece of moss and looked at Song Yu in surprise.

(End of this chapter)