unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 5 Useless Things
The fire finally started, and the palm disappeared. Under the light of the fire, a huge human-shaped water figure could be seen standing in front of the door, looking at Song Yu intently.

"Come in!" Su Mian was so anxious that he rushed over with a stick, and hit Ling with the stick. Water splashed everywhere, from head to face, but strangely, he was invisibly blocked by something.

The spirits scattered on the ground and slowly gathered together again.

It's Song Yushuan's Bagua red rope.

This thing actually works, it’s really a blessing from our ancestors!
Song Yujuan entered the room, looked at the pale palms sprouting from the ground like vegetables, pulled out the amputated arm like pulling a carrot and threw it out.

The humanoid water shadow opened a mouth that could swallow the sky and the earth, and swallowed the hand.

Those who were left in the house all fled underground, not daring to show up again.

The outside spirit cannot enter, and the inside spirit does not dare to appear. They are safe for the time being.

Luo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's see if it's a sunny day tomorrow. If it doesn't rain, we'll leave as soon as possible and seal this place off."

If it was still a rainy day, they would have no choice but to continue hanging on here.

Xiao Hei's bones were still nearby, but no one cared about them at this time, and there was no way to bury them, so they could only let them pile up.

The body decomposed at an unusual rate, and soon only a hand remained.

The palm turned towards Luo Yuan like a living creature, trying to get closer to Luo Yuan. Luo Yuan frowned, quickly took out the copper tripod and rushed towards the palm.

The palm disappeared quickly, whether it was fear of the spirit outside or fear of the copper tripod.

"Is this thing useful?" Su Mian questioned this small bronze tripod very much.

It's too heavy even for drinking water.

"It's useless." Song Yu said firmly.

I don’t know who the idiot came up with this thing. It’s so deadly that it pounced on Ling because Ling was too stupid. Otherwise, would it have been possible for you to pounce without moving?

You are so stupid, you can even hit it with a bamboo basket.

Hers had already been pawned.

Luo Yuan didn't argue with her. In his eyes, Song Yu was a junior, a little brat. He was a grown man and couldn't argue with a child.

Su Mian picked up the water bag and wanted to take a sip, but Song Yu stopped him.

"Can't drink."

"We brought this ourselves, so we can't drink it?" Su Mian was so thirsty that smoke was rising from his throat.

"You can drink, too," Song Yu said again.

Su Mian held the water bag and waited for Song Yu to say the next thing.

He didn't believe that this son of a bitch could say anything good.

"It's time to eat, it's time to drink. If you die here, you won't have any regrets." Song Yu said.

Su Mian silently put down the water bag.

He felt that he was still playing the role of a delicate flower and it was a pity that he could not tuck his skirt into his waistband and beat Song Yu up.

Luo Yuan was much more polite to him and explained: "The spirit can move, and the water I brought is no longer safe."

"Isn't it tied with a red thread?" Su Mian said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the line between Kan and Gen suddenly broke. The water shadow outside was swaying, preparing to come in.

Su Mian picked up the stick and ran out again. He smashed the puddle of water into pieces, and avoided the splashing water with great skill. Song Yu took advantage of this opportunity to quickly wrap up the red thread.

Luo Yuan's attention was focused on Su Mian, and he suddenly felt that whoever married this woman might be beaten to death.

"My arms hurt." Su Mian came back rubbing his arms matter-of-factly.

Luo Yuan sat down silently, thinking that a normal girl wouldn't talk about her arms.

These two people may not be very smart.

"tomorrow."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a rumble and all the red ropes in the room broke.

"No, it's a flash flood!" Luo Yuan stood up suddenly.

It has been raining in Meishan for too long.

"Run separately." Song Yu simply grabbed Su Mian and ran out.

It is better to live alone than to be wiped out.

Luo Yuan saw that he was the only one left. Mountain torrents could kill people just like spirits. If he didn't run at this time, he would wait for death, so he ran down.

The darkness is an endless thick ink, covering everything. I don't know where the spirit is, but it has obviously left here and ran away with one of Su Mian and Song Yu.

There was a "bang", lightning and thunder, illuminating the path down the mountain, and the water flowing down the mountain road began to become turbid.

Luo Yuan avoided the waterway and slid down rapidly. The sound of trees snapping and breaking kept coming to his ears, and the mountains made strange noises, as if they were angry.

He didn't know where he was running. There were sounds everywhere in his ears, deafening and panic-stricken, and he didn't know where his spirit was waiting.

The water flow was getting faster and faster, as fast as a galloping horse, and it got bigger and bigger, tumbling down from his feet.

He didn't dare to stop and kept running. After a moment, he made sure that he had avoided the direction of the flash flood and stopped.

The louder the rumbling sound, the more it reveals the loneliness of the cold rainy night. The trees become minions, baring their teeth and claws in the occasional bright light, which is so terrifying.

There were heavy footsteps behind him.

"Song Yu, is it you? I can't see it. Are you there?"

No one answered.

Luo Yuan's heart sank. The sound of footsteps was so heavy that it was not coming from Song Yu's small body. He didn't even dare to look back and ran forward fiercely.

The sound of footsteps kept coming, following him closely, getting closer and closer.

A flash of light flashed across the mountain forest, illuminating it like daylight. He looked down and saw that the weeds under his feet had turned into a puddle of water.

Looking back, there was a huge corpse behind him. He knew that this corpse was a fat doctor from Hanlin Medical Hospital.

This doctor was originally tall and fat, but now after swelling, he is even more like a giant.

"Damn, I still don't believe it."

Luo Yuan took out the bronze cauldron and threw it, hitting the top of the corpse's head with excellent accuracy, but it was useless.

The bronze tripod rolled to the ground, but the corpse was still approaching, and finally it disappeared into the darkness together with Luo Yuan.

After the flash flood, the sky was bright.

The clouds have cleared, the fog has dispersed, the sun is shining brightly, the mountains are in a mess, red flowers and broken leaves are everywhere, and there are white smoke everywhere, which is the breath of the mountains steaming out.

The water flow is still flowing, like a stream of water, flying down, and has submerged the entire Meishan Village.

Song Yu, covered in mess, emerged from the forest and picked up Luo Yuan's bronze tripod. His body was not far away.

She kicked the bronze tripod and muttered: "I told you this thing is useless."

After a while, Su Mian also came over. The rain plowed ravines in the powdery ground on his face, but he didn't bother to care.

Seeing Luo Yuan's body, he carefully identified it for a while, as if he didn't expect the ghost hunter to die so easily, and was stunned for a long time.

This kind of money is not easy to make.

"What should we do next? Should we leave quickly while the spirit is not hungry anymore and go back to report the news?"

Song Yu shook his head: "The sun is out, it's a good time to set a fire."

"Those who serve as officials will be set on fire, those who serve as officials will be deposed, those who are serious will be exiled, and those who have casualties will be executed. Which one do you like?" Su Mian stood aside without moving.

Song Yu said: "The reward is 300 taels of silver, and you will get half of it."

(End of this chapter)