unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 49 Borrowing
Su Mian saw Song Yu hesitating, even if he didn't tell the truth, there was nothing he could do to her, so he had to go to the bank with her first.

After leaving the bank, Song Yu happily went to see the house.

Her obsession with buying a house is like Su Mian's love for Pai Gow. This passion will never be extinguished.

Now that she had the gold in her hand and the house in sight, she was so happy that she kicked the stone while walking, kicked the cat and dog, and kicked the dead branches and leaves.

Su Mian felt helpless when he saw that she didn't walk well, teased cats and dogs, and even bought an ugly candy man to eat.

In this world, one thing descends from another. He, Su Mian, was free and unrestrained all his life, but he lost his temper because of being tortured by Song Yu.

As a result, before they entered the door of Yahang, the two of them were stopped by Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan had poor eyesight and could not tell the difference between humans and animals ten steps away. He mistakenly identified a dozen white-faced half-year-old children as Song Yu on the street, almost making people think he was a kidnapper.

This time he walked up to Song Yu and had a better memory. He glanced at Su Mian first and confirmed that it was these two people.

"I'm just about to go find you. If I accept private work or not, I can earn 30 taels, and I'll share half of it with you."

Song Yu never had trouble with money, and he would deal with the sugar man in two or two: "What kind of job?"

"Mian Yuan Street, some people started hearing the night owl's voice two days ago, but no one saw it. Let's do a ritual to drive away the evil spirits."

"Success, when?"

"Tomorrow at noon, I can see more clearly."

The reason why Wang Zhan had to go to Song Yu was because his eyesight was bad. He went there alone once and almost burned down someone's house when he was burning the talisman.

Moreover, he was a nominal disciple of Qingyun Temple. Song Yu often asked him to buy charms. He and Song Yu were quite familiar with each other.

Song Yu saw that he kept squinting his eyes, making a serious person look unserious, so he advised him: "Last time at the Daxiangguo Temple, I saw someone selling a pair of mirrors from the Western Regions. Buy one."

Wang Zhan sighed: "How can I afford it? One piece is as much as a good horse."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and take a closer look at Song Yu, as if he had never seen clearly what Song Yu looked like.

Song Yu took a step back: "You look like an old pervert."

Wang Zhan was speechless for a moment.

He knew that this little brat was full of metaphors and had a natural temperament that didn't deserve a beating, so he hired a thug on the side to make it difficult for him to start, so he simply waved goodbye.

Song Yu and Su Mian also focused on making money, so they went home first to find the Taoist robes and resume their old business.

At noon the next day, just as he was about to go out, Zhong Liqing came. He came to talk about medicinal materials.

But looking at Song Yu dressed as a Taoist priest, he was a little confused.

"You are."

Song Yu put his hands on his hips and raised his chest: "I am Song Tianshi, the direct disciple of Qian Tu Wuliang Tianzun."

Zhong Liqing stood still and said to himself: "You are holding this peach wood sword like the reincarnation of a killer. I am afraid of being hacked to death by you standing here. Who is Qiantu Boundless Tianzun?"

He thought gloomily for a moment, then stretched out his hand to put Song Yu's hat straight.

Song Yu touched his hat and asked him: "Can you open your eyes?"

"Ah? This... can't be done." Zhong Liqing was born as a psychic and has not worked hard in this area, so his understanding is limited.

"I know how to lend it to you." Song Yu asked Su Mian to bring him a glass of water.

When the water came, Zhong Liqing looked at Su Mian: "Is Miss Xiao Mian really a Taoist nun?"

Everyone else had moved on, but he was still thinking about the last thing.

"No, I'm just pretending. I'm going out to get money." Su Mian wondered in his mind what was wrong with this guy - he was so slow to react?

"It turns out it's just an act." Zhong Liqing suddenly realized, and then watched Song Yu pinch his fingers.

"Om, cash Gangsattva, I want to open your eyes, the Vajra Eye is supreme, all eyes are opened now, Om, if it explodes, Qu Ah Hum, Stud."

His fingers were dipped in water and pressed between Song Yu's eyebrows.

A "boom" sounded in Song Yu's mind.

She instantly felt a cool air coming from Zhongliqing's fingertips, and then looked at Zhongliqing in shock.

Zhong Liqing was still asking: "Do you believe in Buddhism or Taoism?"

"It doesn't cost any money anyway, just trust me." Song Yu murmured, still staring at his back.

The person is still the same person, but behind him is a dark world.

Dark shadows moved and surrounded him heavily.

There is a road in him, a road to another world.

Zhong Liqing is not only a psychic by nature, but also a bridge between humans and spirits. The gray area between black and white is the medium for spirits in the human world.

Like Yong Ye, through him, one can see the endless abyss.

Song Yu released his fingers: "Is this a ghost?"

Zhong Liqing turned around and glanced behind him: "It's Yi. When a person dies, he or she becomes a ghost. When a ghost dies, he or she becomes a ghost. If a ghost dies, he or she will become a ghost. If a ghost dies, he or she will become a yi. Those who have lost their voice and appearance are Yi. After the spirit dissipates, They are also barbarians."

Song Yu made a dumb expression, and others didn't know whether she understood or not.

But under her gaze, those black shadows swayed away again, and it was obvious that they did not always follow Zhong Liqing.

It was only when Song Yu borrowed some of his "things" just now that these guys showed up.

Su Mian didn't know what Song Yu saw, all she knew was that it would be too late if she didn't go to Mianyuan Street.

He asked Zhong Liqing to go to the house and wait for them to come back if anything happened, and then took Song Yu away.

Wang Zhan was waiting for them on Mian Yuan Street when he was scolded by a woman with a half-grown child.

He explained helplessly: "I really didn't mean to stop you. I made a mistake and thought you were my friend."

"You are still farting here, look at your eyes, they are so squinty, you can tell at a glance that it is not something good!"

The woman still refused to give up.

"I'm not a squinty person. I just can't see clearly because my eyesight doesn't work well. Sister, it's true, I really saw it wrong."

After the mother and son finally left, Wang Zhan didn't dare to look around anymore. He didn't dare to look up until Song Yu called him.

"We're finally here. If you don't come, I'll be scolded to death."

"Let's talk after we go in. Where is the person who invited you?"

"here I am."

As soon as they entered Mianyuan Street, the three people noticed something was wrong.

The sun seemed to be fished out of the ice cellar, and the people shivered as it shone.

"Cuckoo."

The chirping of birds sounded vaguely.

"Did you hear that?" Song Yu looked around.

Su Mian and Wang Zhan shook their heads, not knowing what they should hear.

It's the cry of a night owl.

It is not the night owl that ordinary people see, there is also a night owl among the spirits, called the mourning bird or the soul chasing bird.

They chase the souls of the dead and are eager for death. They breathe in the netherworld, travel to and from the realm of darkness, and silently spy on people's life and death.

Invisible to humans, they appear and appear quietly, feeding on the rotten air.

With the help of Zhong Liqing, Song Yu opened a little door to another world, and then heard the night owl's cry.

(End of this chapter)