unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 80 Here Comes
Song Yu is not a good-tempered person, and she grew up in a stormy environment. She will never agree to cooperate with Wanlan Sect.

This man is so crazy that he doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, but he is by no means just crazy. Under his rotten skin, there must be a treacherous and vicious temperament.

He himself is a human being, but he hates people extremely. He was made into a half-dead look by the spirit, but he still wanted to drive away tigers and devour wolves.

Just like his contradictory face, his temperament is equally irreconcilable.

When he said he was looking for Jiuding, he was definitely not trying to seal up all the spiritual objects.

It is very likely that he feels that it is not exciting enough now and wants to release more things, and then he will act as the butcher and completely destroy everything.

Li Bi is such a fool that he actually agreed to cooperate with such a person.

He should really be thrown into a manure pit to wake up.

Wan Lanzong looked at the token lying on the table and thought that Song Yu was just like him, a poisonous snake that made people confused.

It's a pity that this poisonous snake can't understand his good intentions and actually associates with garbage.

Li Bi quickly comforted Song Yu: "Don't act out of emotion, can we be reasonable?"

Song Yuhe answered him kindly: "Talk about your mother."

Before anyone else could recover, she had already dived into the darkness like a hare.

So many people couldn't react to Song Yu's sudden attitude. They felt like a tiger eating the sky and having no way to eat.

The ghost market street was so cold and lively that no one noticed Song Yu. She was blown to the street like a gust of wind, looking for a place to eat.

She was always hungry, and the more angry she became, the hungrier she became. She needed food to fill her stomach heavily, so that she could calm down her violent emotions.

But now it is the time when black and white meet, the sky is dark and green, the late night snack sellers have dispersed, and the breakfast sellers have not yet gotten up, so she can't find a place to eat for a while.

While she was hesitating, she saw Cao Zilu.

"Master Xiao Song, long time no see." Cao Zilu did not dodge and stood in front of Song Yu.

There was no place to hide, so Song Yu blocked him with his own momentum.

There was a "tick" sound, which was a drop of water dripping from Song Yu's fingertips.

Cao Zilu's eyes flickered: "Master Xiao Song, I still have something to do, why don't you give in."

Song Yu remained motionless: "Wait, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, I know everything." Cao Zilu looked at the running water crawling towards him like a poisonous snake and took a step back.

"It was you who did it, Mo Jianyu, you and Xu Guan conspired." Song Yu asked.

Cao Zilu was smart and knew that Song Yu had guessed the truth and was not ready to let him go.

With the same "tick" sound, thick black ink dripped from the bamboo tube in his hand. After grinding the ancient ink, he hid it in his sleeve. There is still a little left.

"It's me, but I didn't conspire with Xu Guan. I just used him to escape."

He will not let anyone go.

Song Yu looked at him coldly, feeling that this man's face seemed to be wearing many layers of masks, and you never knew which layer was the real him.

The sound of "gurgling" sounded in the silent darkness, and Huajian and Mo Jianyu were mixed together.

When it comes to devouring living creatures, as long as it can be touched by turning into bones, it can be said that it has no opponent.

Song Yu laughed: "You think I don't kill people?"

A gust of night wind whistled past, carrying the fragrance of flowers and mist in the early morning, and soon Song Yu was the only person left on the street.

She is full.

Fuller than ever.

It's the same with the bones. All the devouring things in the past were just perfunctory, only this time I was truly full.

Spirits are meant to eat people.

Even Song Yu felt full from the bottom of her heart. She touched her belly, and this feeling of fullness completely revealed her true colors.

Cold and harsh.

The dawn wind blew by, blowing all her thin hair and clothes into the air. Behind her was the dark sky, floating in the wind.

When she returned home, she bumped into Su Mian, who had just returned from playing cards.

Su Mian was holding a bowl of steaming rice dumplings made with rice wine. When he saw her, he opened the lid and said, "Eat it."

Song Yu waved his hand happily and burped along the way: "Don't eat, I'm full."

"You're eating dragon meat." Su Mian looked at her strangely. His stomach was still flat and he was burping.

Song Yu couldn't resist the aroma and took the bowl: "Eat whatever you want."

"Fart." Su Mian washed his face with water.

"It's sweet, something you only eat during confinement period," Song Yu was dissatisfied while eating, "I won't do it anymore."

"Huh? Oh," Su Mian didn't even raise his head, "I should have quit working long ago. I have my head stuck in my waistband and can't make much money. I can support you and even carry a big bag without leaving you hungry." "

He and Song Yu have something in common in some aspects, that is, they don't get to the bottom of things, and they are flexible and flexible.

Song Yu didn't take it seriously. With the ability to carry a big bag, he might as well go to the Su family and be a filial son.

"You lost again?"

Su Mian ignored her and went back to sleep. Not only did he lose, he lost miserably.

Luck seemed to have left with Su Xiaomian's departure, and he could no longer be invincible.

After Song Yu finished eating, he slept until noon.

As soon as she got up, she walked out and walked around, looking at everything delicious and lively.

As the weather gets warmer, children become wild dogs, running wildly and cheering in the streets, like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, knocking down this or that.

After walking two steps, Song Yu suddenly stopped and looked at the door of Li Waining's house on Mianyuan Street.

Li Waining's son stood at the door drying the medicine residue. While drying, he looked outside eagerly, wanting to go out and play.

Standing by the wall was a dark figure, motionless.

spirit?
Song Yu walked over and blocked the child's view: "Where is your father?"

"Sleep." The child was a little afraid of her.

"Oh, go and ask your father to come out and tell him that I have something to ask him." Song Yu asked the child to run errands.

As soon as the child entered, she looked at the shadow, but before she could do anything, the shadow had already disappeared against the wall.

"Something's going to happen." Song Yu muttered and went to eat wontons.

However, just after she left, the black shadow emerged from the wall again, watching the child come out of the house.

"Huh, what about people?"

He turned around in confusion, and the shadow also turned around, then stretched out a black foot and stepped on the child's shadow, and he became one with the child.

"Dad, she's gone, what's next? What should I say? What time is it now?"

He stared blankly at the medicine dregs on the ground, stuffed a handful into his mouth, chewed twice, and vomited again.

It was as if something had formed a shell and enveloped him inside, making it impossible for him to see or touch, hear or speak.

After Song Yu finished eating the wontons, he wiped his mouth and was about to run to Xiangguo Temple to watch the Transaction of All Nations. As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly stopped again.

Daozang passed by under the sun, dragging a long shadow, followed by an unclear black figure.

The black shadow raised its foot and stepped on Daozang's shadow accurately. Then a dark hand stretched out from the shadow, pulled the black shadow in and ate it.

(End of this chapter)