unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 55 Fire

The sweet potatoes were too hot. Song Yu turned his hand back and forth and gave one to Zhong Liqing. He glanced at Su Mian halfway through.

Su Mian's old father was kind like: "Eat."

Maybe it will be the last meal.

Because of the interruption of the emperor's affairs, Song Yu temporarily put aside the matter of Ye Xiao, and spent all his savings to buy a house in a hurry.

That night, an unknown fire broke out in the house and it was reduced to ruins.

Without even thinking about it, this is what the emperor did.

The fire brigade had all left, and Song Yu sat on the ruins and cried.

Cry for a while, eat for a while, eat for a while, cry for a while, life has nothing to love.

Su Mian squatted aside and sighed.

The most important thing now is not the house, but that they have no money in their hands. The land is still there and the house can be rebuilt. What matters most is where to eat the next meal.

Looking at the bright sky, he first brought back Song Yu who was crying and about to die, then he changed into a man and strolled back to the Su Mansion.

As a result, I didn't receive the monthly payment, and I also found out some bad news.

Mrs. Su was worthy of being a heroine and a hero among women. Seeing that Mr. Su did not die as she thought, she simply staged a full-scale martial arts show in the Su Mansion and seized power.

The monthly money is gone too.

Master Su was so angry that he went out to sell silk. If nothing else happened, the Su family would have a few more concubines when he came back.

Because of Mrs. Su, Master Su's requirements for women have been reduced to the minimum, as long as they are weak.

Without the monthly money, Su Mian could only visit Mrs. Su first.

"Mother, I'm Thirteen, how are you?"

Mrs. Su was completely reborn, her face was glowing with oil, and she sat on the chair like a king of mountains: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see you and do my best to be a son." Su Mian said in a low voice.

"To be honest, if you are still sticky, get out of here." Mrs. Su didn't accept this at all.

Su Mian could only say sincerely: "My son has no money to spend."

"What does that have to do with me?" Mrs. Su's words were very vulgar, "I didn't fuck you up."

Su Mian: "."

This sentence was so obscene that Su Mian, who had been messing around all day, didn't know how to respond and could only go out in disgrace.

But it's not like he doesn't have some ways to make money.

He went back, dressed himself up, and started to play with the feelings of the dandy.

The dandy boys were lustful at first, but empty-headed at the same time. Su Mian was a white wolf with nothing but nothing to get in, so he finally got on with his life.

He was really worried about this family.

However, Song Yu was already in a daze. One moment he felt that life was like a dream, and the next moment he felt like his heart was pierced by a knife. His expression was like "dark clouds are over the city." If he saw the emperor, he would probably turn him into a big water bag.

The house burned down for three days, and she spent three days remembering it on the ruins. Her expression was so strange and terrifying that it made people turn away.

Su Mian had no choice but to put aside the game of cards to comfort her: "Why don't you come back after all your money is gone? Let's go back and have dinner first."

When Song Yu heard this, he became even more sad.

Daughter!
It's getting dark faster and faster. Before dinner, the sky has already turned into a dark blue.

Su Mian held her shoulders and really didn't know what to say.

Just then Zhong Liqing's carriage came over. Seeing that Song Yu was still here crying about the house, he had already cried hundreds of times, so he said casually: "I will rebuild it for you."

The two squatting men were caught off guard and hit by the rich man. They were speechless for a moment and took a moment to react.

Song Yu was so embarrassed that she couldn't even scratch it with her thick-skinned kitchen knife. No one noticed her shame. She just thought in her heart: "It seems that he really wants to marry me. I'm not at a loss."

Thinking about it this way, it is inevitable that what he says does not mean what he means, and he pretends to be reserved: "No need, I can earn it myself."

Su Mian stared at her with wide eyes, wondering if her brain was crying along with the tears.

Zhong Liqing almost blurted out: "From now on, when we live as a family of three, we are all one family. Don't be so clear-cut."

Fortunately, he wasn't confused to this point yet, so he only cast a reserved look at Su Mian's face.

When I saw Su Mian casually holding her skirt and squatting on the burned-black wood pile, my heart couldn't help but feel like a deer.

However, due to his poor health, the deer almost killed him.

He quickly took out the medicine and chewed it: "You're welcome, money is an external possession."

Song Yu nodded immediately and almost laughed.

Even Su Mian glanced at Zhongli Qing appreciatively.

The three of them were having a great time, and they all felt a kind of supreme friendship inexplicably.

Before Zhong Liqing left, he asked Song Yu not to stay here all the time.

There is a spirit here.

spirit?
Song Yu stood up and took a look. Everything was burnt black, but he didn't see anything different.

"Old Su, go and bring a roast chicken, I'll come back after looking at it."

When Su Mian heard this, she said it was okay and left.

Song Yu started looking for the spirit.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and suddenly four night owls flew over and landed on the ruins.

They made a "cooing" sound in the darkness and stared at Song Yu with cold eyes, as if Song Yu was about to die.

Song Yu squatted on the spot and didn't move.

Is the spirit Zhong Liqing talking about a night owl or something else?
She and Ye Xiao stared at each other for less than half an hour, and the sky had completely darkened.

In the darkness, suddenly there was a little fire, dancing under the charred wood.

Resurgence?

Song Yu quickly stood up to take a look. As soon as he got up, he fell to the ground.

Squatting for too long, numb.

"Damn it." She bared her teeth, stamped her foot a few times, and pinched it twice.

Once her legs were no longer numb, she immediately strode over.

It was a very small flame, only as big as a finger, and it was not red, but blue.

A cold, dark blue.

It was already cold, but staying by the fire made it even colder, as if my own warmth was being absorbed by the fire.

The fires that once burned in mass graves?
How would it appear here?

Was it brought by Night Owl?

Song Yu didn't touch it, and even took a step away, for fear of accidentally burning himself to ashes.

Even the night owl suddenly appeared because of the fire, staying far away and not getting closer.

"This, this fire - you will die if you touch it."

The familiar sound of stuttering sounded.

"He Shen?" Song Yu looked back at the He Shen who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but turn his wrist.

He Shen quickly took a step back and made a truce gesture.

He pointed at the fire on the ground, stammered, and spoke in a long and long way. He sweated on his forehead because of the excessive effort.

My tongue is almost tied.

In order to hear clearly what he said, Song Yu seemed to be carrying a big bag by himself, and was dumbfounded by exhaustion.

It turns out that He Shen followed this fire.

Fire is the fire of the underworld, designed to burn things in the underworld. It can burn the souls of the dead to ashes, and the same is true for living creatures.

Its appearance is often accompanied by the call of the night owl, and it appeared once in the Tianyuan year.

When the Nether Fire separates, it becomes a spark. Once gathered, it can burn down the entire Bianjing.

(End of this chapter)