unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 66 Blind Touch
"I'm so full, and you actually pressed my belly! Go, go, go, play your cards!" Song Yu quickly rolled away with his belly in his arms.

"You don't know what to do, you little brat," Su Mian scolded her, "just stay calm and I'll bring you something to eat."

As soon as he left, Song Yu had nothing to do, so he scolded Su Mian out of nowhere.

"This prodigal, a lousy gambler, a bitch, he just knows how to play Pai Gow and lose all my money. No, I have to make a plan to make him a few big bucks."

She did it as she said, but without experience, she thought that the plan to earn him 1 taels of silver was a great idea. When she thought about it in the middle of the night, she realized that she was wishful thinking and couldn't sleep more and more.

I couldn't sleep, so I started walking on the street, and then I met two people who were also walking.

Daozang and Heshen.

It's almost midnight, why haven't these two people gone to bed yet? They look like they're going to do something bad.

It didn't occur to her that she didn't sleep either.

Song Yu followed the two of them like a ghost. He Shen vaguely felt that someone was following him, but he didn't dare to look back while walking at night. He was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

“Big, big monk—what’s behind?”

Daozang had a dead look on his face: "It's an endless hell."

He Shen shut up instantly.

After walking for a while, he couldn't help but look back and was shocked. It was really fucking hell.

Song Yu is the evil ghost in hell.

"W-what are you doing?" He angrily wanted to hit her.

It scares people to death, this bastard is really going to die.

Before Song Yu could speak, he suddenly shuddered and stood next to Daozang.

It's better to be safer around the great monk.

He is big and has big goals, so any spirit that comes will have to cause trouble for him.

"Little, be careful." He Shen also noticed something was wrong.

There was snow tonight, and the light from the snow cast a bright gray color. Now the skylight suddenly dimmed, and even the rustle of falling snow could no longer be heard.

Darkness invaded silently.

Song Yu touched a cold snowflake under the tip of his nose, held his breath, and listened carefully to what was going on around him.

A strange cry of "Gah" suddenly sounded, sharp and childish, as if coming from the delicate throat of a child who has not grown up.

Creepy screams are wandering around, which make people feel hairy from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of childish cry in the middle of the night is the most terrifying, because the child's voice always carries a kind of innocence, and when intertwined with the darkness, it becomes dangerous.

Because I am naive, I am fearless.

Song Yu's whole body was tense, and the water dripped down her fingertips and spread on the ground.

Daozang's black shadow and He Shen's painted skin both avoided the scope of the water dripping, and looked around cautiously.

The strange screams kept wandering around, but did not get closer, as if they were wandering at will.

After a while, a head suddenly rolled over with the smell of blood.

He is a policeman on night watch.

He Shen's scream couldn't help but burst out of his throat.

"One, two, three."

The strange scream changed and became the sound of a child counting. It was not one child, but countless children, counting neatly.

The sound of counting brought an increasingly dense darkness, and a row of little feet appeared in front of Song Yu and the others.

The bare feet were all blue and black, and except for the feet, everything else was hidden in the darkness.

"Three, three, three."

Song Yu swallowed a mouthful of foam and remained as still as a mountain.

No one knows what this thing is, it can't move, it can only defend.

The bones made a gurgling sound, blocking Song Yu.

At this moment, with a "gudong" sound, He Shen's head suddenly rolled to the ground, without even a trace. His head just fell down, his eyes remained frightened, and his body remained upright.

Even the painted skin was not spared and disappeared into the darkness.

"Four, four."

The children's voices gradually faded away.

Song Yu and Daozang were almost petrified.

A ghost hunter died just like that. They didn't even realize what happened, and the person was gone.

"The poor monk has to go back to Feitian." Daozang turned around and was about to leave, but he might not be able to go out now.

The surrounding area became dark, and from time to time, the sharp screams of children could be heard all around.

"One, two, three, four, four."

In the darkness, there was also the sound of children's footsteps.

This kind of sound can only be made by children. It is light and lively. The footsteps of adults are often heavier.

But the footsteps were dense and everywhere, giving people a feeling of nowhere to escape.

Daozang's dark shadow kept eroding him, almost turning him into a flat piece of paper, a spirit instead of a human being, ready to escape at any time.

"Did you discover something just now? What should we do now?" At the critical moment of life and death, he abandoned Buddha and started talking to Song Yu.

There was really nothing he could do, he was not a smart man, and Buddha could not rescue him at this time. He Shen died suddenly again, so he could only ask Song Yu.

"I probably know. You can hide it." Song Yu analyzed it in his mind very quickly.

The more dangerous the spirit, the less likely it is to think too much. In this situation, Song Yu suddenly thought of the games he had played.

Touch the blind man.

At night, a group of children used ropes to form a "round city". Two people came out of the "city" and covered their eyes with handkerchiefs.

One of them will quickly change places while counting, and the other will follow the sound and touch it. If he touches it, the person who counts will be sent out of the "city".

Now, they are in a huge "round city" and have become prey. As long as they are touched, their heads will fall to the ground immediately.

Gotta hide it.

If you are not found, you will not die.

But this is obviously a bit difficult. After all, there is really no chance of winning when playing hide and seek with spirits.

Daozang quickly dodged into the darkness, and Song Yu blew up the fire and started to leave.

She had to go find Su Mian.

This person calls everyone sister all day long, wears fancy clothes, and attracts bees and butterflies outside. I really don’t know how to write the words "virtuous and kind". He is either spending money or on the way to spend money.

I don't know if he is dead.

Su Mian, who cheated with her beauty in the casino, sneezed, thinking it must be Song Yu, that bastard, scolding me again.

When Zhang Yingjun saw him sneezing, he immediately handed over his cloak and said, "Miss Su must be cold."

Su Mian didn't answer his call and was about to go out with a lantern.

"I won't play anymore, you guys can play."

He had to go out to buy food.

A big brother from the south couldn't help but said: "Mai is gone, let's go and be vain again."

Su Mian rolled his eyes, wanting to comfort your dead head.

He pushed open the door, it was surprisingly dark outside, a biting cold blew over, and it was cold inside, he quickly closed the door.

"Why is it so cold? It's not even thirty-nine yet." He shrank his neck and took a sugar cane from the door.

Qiancheng County is rich in this stuff, and it is available at every doorstep, and the dregs chewed out are used to make fires.

He had just taken two steps when a strong gust of wind blew over him, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. He had to hide behind the porch.

"One, two."

(End of this chapter)