unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 231 Collapse
"Cuckoo"

Night owls landed on the eaves of Saoyudu in overwhelming numbers, making silent and strange calls. Their eyes were cold, looking down at all living beings from above.

They chased the smell of the dead and blood that filled the air and refused to leave.

The whole Saoyudu was dark.

Zhang Yong brought Song Buyi back from outside. Just as he was about to scold Song Buyi for not knowing that Zhong Liqing had been replaced, he saw the gray-black feathers falling and disappearing in front of him.

Song Baowa shuddered: "Boss, the one inside must be crazy."

Zhang Yong told him to get out of here and moved in carefully.

There is blood everywhere.

There were still bright red pieces of flesh remaining in the pool of blood, and the ground was full of dangerous traces of spiritual beings.

The children who were still alive in the house have now been devoured.

There was a "click" and a loud noise came from the corner. It was a child caught in the hands of a spiritual creature and broken in half.

White bones penetrated from the child's body, and blood mist splattered.

A blood-red eye flashed in the darkness, and then disappeared together with the child's bones.

Wanlan Zong looked gloomy, with dark clouds covering his head, sitting under the locust tree, with some suspicious bruises on his face.

His baby face was as serious as a dead person, his shoulders were covered with night owls, and his whole body was full of danger.

Zhang Yong hesitated for a moment, but decided to take the risk and ask.

Unexpectedly, before he spoke, Wanlan Sect had already looked over: "Advance the plan."

Zhang Yong frowned slightly: "Why? Isn't it the Ghost Festival?"

Wanlan Sect's face was full of anger: "Destroy it, hurry up, I'm tired."

Zhang Yong couldn't figure it out for a while, feeling that people's emotions were too complicated, and he really couldn't understand them.

"But if the time is advanced, our effect will be much worse. During the Hungry Ghost Festival, no matter where people are hiding, they will not be able to hide."

Although they couldn't understand it, the two of them still whispered together for a long time.

New Year's Eve is coming soon.

Su Mian cleaned the courtyard, changed the door gods, hung clocks and nailed peach charms, ordered a large New Year's Eve dinner, and entertained He Shen, Gu Beiqi, and Zhong Liqing, who were also homeless.

"Zhongli Qing" has not been released yet, but those who have been harassed by spiritual beings during this period have already petitioned the emperor to reestablish the Decryption Department.

As Song Yu expected, they would only start to respect something if they themselves were in pain.

After the third watch, when the fifth watch comes, firecrackers begin to ring, ringing from the street to the end of the street, and the screams of children are endless.

Song Yu squatted at the door with a bowl of dumplings and watched the fireworks from the firecrackers while eating.

This year, there are no mass graves on the streets.

The emperor wanted to build the Star Building, so he couldn't wait for a moment. All the craftsmen were not allowed to go home and had to work even on New Year's Eve.

The people at the top have spoken, and the people at the bottom will of course take action, but in a very loose way.

People inside the mass graves can't get out, but people from outside can go in.

So all the workers whose families were in Bianjing City went to the mass graves to celebrate the New Year with their families.

At this moment, the towering Star Reaching Tower was also bustling with excitement, and the sound of firecrackers was louder than in the city.

Zhouxiwazi, which used to be sparsely populated, has now become the busiest place in Bianjing.

Song Yu watched and ate while the other four people were playing cards inside, and they were all in great pain.

He Shen squeezed the mahjong: "No, no"

Su Mian played his card with a bang: "Don't be so."

"No, it's not," He Shen took the card back, "I made the wrong call."

Su Mian: "."

He could only take back the card he showed, play another one, and wait for Zhong Liqing to react.

When he was about to fall asleep, Zhong Liqing finally came out.

Gu Beiqi was too old and was already snoring at the card table.

Just when the four people at the poker table could no longer bear it, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the sky.

Song Yu was happily eating with a bowl in his hands when he was suddenly shaken by the loud noise and sat down on the ground, with the contents of his mouth stuck directly into his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough."

It took her a long time to cough up a copper coin, but the dumplings in her hand were held securely, and none of them spilled.

Everyone on the street stopped and looked at the huge dust rising in the distance.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, did it explode somewhere?"

"It seems to be west of the city"

Su Mian rushed to the door: "What happened?"

Song Yu poured the remaining dumplings into his mouth: "Zhaixing Building has collapsed."

"Ah!" Everyone in the room was stunned.

He Shen pinched himself: "No, no, it's impossible."

They didn't know how high the Star Reaching Tower was now, but there was no way it would collapse so soon.

These craftsmen will not joke with their lives, and every layer is very solid.

What's more important is that there are countless people below the Star Reaching Tower.

Men, women, and children all gathered there to celebrate the New Year. If it collapsed, how many people would die?
Gu Beiqi suddenly said: "That crack."

It’s over.

This is the ultimate move prepared by Wanlan Sect.

On the happy reunion night of the whole family, no one else but the lunatic Wan Lanzong would do such a crazy thing.

The cry of "Cuckoo" came from far away, and the night owl flapped its gray-black wings and passed through the night sky.

The wind is filled with the breath of death.

Even if you don't have yin and yang eyes, you can still see these dark night owls as long as you are carrying a spiritual object.

They travel between the underworld, chasing the breath of death, and making strange sounds in the darkness.

For a moment, Zhong Liqing had the illusion that he had passed away at this moment, and even felt that he was going to belong somewhere at this moment.

But soon, his thoughts were pulled back, because Song Yu was chewing hawthorn snowballs beside him.

Whenever this kind of time came, he felt that no one in this world could be as calm as Song Yu. She always ignored all enemies as if she had never known fear.

Song Yu stuffed hawthorn snowballs into her mouth expressionlessly. She could no longer maintain her composure.

Even if she was just pretending, she wanted to scold her at this moment.

The death aura spread so quickly that the spirit hunter could already feel it as he stood here.

Spiritual creatures are about to swarm.

The collapse of the Star Reaching Tower directly destroyed the terrain of the mass grave. The original feng shui completely disappeared and was replaced by a sharply expanding hell crack.

But this time came much sooner than she expected.

What she was thinking of was probably the Ghost Festival, when the gates of hell were wide open. It was the right time and place for Wanlan Sect.

That's why she asked the Taoist priests from Qingyun Temple to open the eyes of the Eight Yang Formation to ensure that everything was safe.

Fortunately, the middle-aged men like Gu Beiqi played it safe and invited the Taoist priests down the mountain early, so the Eight Yang Formation can be used at any time.

She pushed Su Mian and Gu Beiqi: "You go to the gossip position and guard!"

When Gu Beiqi heard what she said, he realized from his shock: "Yes!"

Although the change came quickly, fortunately they had been prepared beforehand.

"Goddess He, you and Su Mian go call Li Bi and the others, and I'll go to Daxiangguo Temple to find the masters to ring the bell!"

(End of this chapter)