unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 92
Lin Kun, who had been standing with them, almost collapsed.

He almost roared: "I am the real one! This spirit can imitate people, and it can also imitate spirits! I also have Zigu on me."

In order to verify what he said, he even wanted to release Aunt Zi from his body.

Song Yu sternly stopped him: "Don't move, something happened, whether you are real or fake, just wait a moment."

The branch that fell on the ground didn't just lie there. When everyone was astonished, it went about its own business and started hunting on its own.

If this Lin Kun creates another spirit, it will really be a disaster.

Wang Zhan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke coldly.

His eyes were straight, his pupils were gone, his whole body was stiff, and the words he spoke were even more horrifying.

"Kowtow sincerely and respectfully. The talisman envoy is here to pass it on. Zi Guxian, who is in the channeling position, is asking for quick retribution. The sacred miracle of the mighty spirit appears in the ji, and all requests are answered. He hurriedly descends to help me. Come down. My Mingtang will always cooperate with me."

It's Fuqi, welcoming Zigu.

Wang Zhan becomes a Luantong, and Zi Gu will be attached to him and answer the questions raised by everyone.

Lin Kun's face beside him was livid, and he even had a hint of despair: "This is the spiritual creature Zigu in me. If you ask three questions, she will answer them. After answering, everyone will be dead."

Cold sweat dripped from Song Yu's back, and even her head was blank for a moment.

She was sure that the one under the pillar was fake. As a human being, she would not be stupid enough to trap herself here.

But spiritual beings control spiritual beings.

This is unprecedented and never heard of.

Gu Beiqi obviously did not expect such a change, and whispered: "Get over this hurdle first."

Zigu is not easy to mess with.

Especially Wang Zhan, who has become a Luantong, will definitely die if he does not send Zi Gu away.

Wang Zhan has already recited the incantation.

"Disciples worship the ancestral gods, help the boy to speak, and explain everything. The divine soldiers are as urgent as laws and regulations."

After he finished speaking, the wind blew up on the flat ground, and everyone felt extremely cold and shivered uncontrollably.

Wang Zhan himself began to sway from side to side, shaking strangely, his eyes kept rolling up, and his face turned gray.

Zigu is here.

The place that was already scary enough has become even more evil, with gusts of sinister wind aggravating the deathly atmosphere.

Wang Zhan sat upright, grabbed a branch from the ground, and swept his lifeless eyes from their faces one by one, finally landing on Song Yu's face.

"Excuse me."

Song Yu was forced to roar in his heart: "Who the hell is going to ask you, please stop being so sentimental, okay?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wang Zhan asked again.

When he asked again this time, there was a more chilling sound in his voice, as if Song Yu wanted to just let her die without opening her mouth.

Song Yu swallowed his anger and had to speak: "How do I get out of here?"

There are no taboos in Fuqi, you can ask anything you can think of.

Wang Zhan closed his eyes, held the branches with both hands, and wrote a poem on the ground: "Five dragons are pressing on the rocks, and the woodcutter's singing restrains the moving clouds."

Gu Beiqi frowned: "It's the Five Dragon Wall. Does it mean we have to break the Five Dragon Wall to get out?"

As he spoke, he motioned to Daozang to protect Song Yu, while he and Wenwen stood beside Wang Zhan on the left and right, acting according to the opportunity.

They all knew that Li Bi could not be counted on.

Wang Zhan spoke coldly again: "What else do you want to ask?"

Fuqi needs to be asked three times in total. It must be finished after "What do you ask me for, what do you ask for again, what do you ask for three times, and what do you ask for three times."

Everyone looked at Song Yu nervously, and Song Yu was like a guillotine hanging above her head. The guillotine was sharp and would fall sooner or later, just to see if her neck was strong enough.

Song Yu asked sincerely this time: "Who is my future husband?"

The shrine was so quiet that it was disconcerting.

Wang Zhan held the pen and remained motionless, as if the question was so difficult that even Zigu couldn't answer it.

After a while, Bixian wrote the word "I don't know" on the ground.

Song Yu knew these two words. He didn't know them at first sight and couldn't help but question: "Aren't you omniscient and omniscient? How can you say you don't know! Can you still do it?"

As soon as these words came out, the firelight suddenly dimmed, and the branches kept scratching back and forth on the ground, making a harsh sound like nails scraping against the bluestone. The chill rushed up from the soles of people's feet, straight to the top of their heads and into their hearts.

Zigu might also be suppressing her anger, so Wang Zhan stiffly asked again: "What else do you want to ask?"

Let Song Yu ask the second question again.

"Where is Wanlan Sect?"

When Song Yu was about to die, he still didn't forget to help others to support him. He was so desperate.

The branch didn't move again.

Is it also an extremely difficult question to answer?

Or is it that the place where Wanlan Sect is located makes this Fuji spiritual creature also afraid of it and dare not say anything?
After a while, the word "I don't know" was written on the branch again.

Song Yu was completely furious: "I don't know anything about you, so what use are you! You're just a waste!"

This sentence completely angered Zigu. The branch broke into countless pieces. Wang Zhan's face was hideous and terrifying. In the dark and moist air, something seemed to be coming out of his body.

Slowly, a dry-like claw appeared from Wang Zhan's head, and a "person" whose face was covered by hair appeared on Wang Zhan's shoulder.

It stood as independent as a golden rooster, and then quickly floated towards Song Yu, intending to cut her into pieces and avenge its previous shame.

What is needed for your use.

It's so annoying.

"Crunch. Crunch." The dry fingers scratched Song Yu's head.

The black shadow in Daozang's shadow appeared tremblingly, not because he was afraid of this "Purple Aunt", but because he was afraid of the spiritual creature that they had not figured out so far.

The same is true for the bones. When it appears, it is not like usual. It always makes a "gurgling" sound like water from a well. This time it is silent, carving up Zigu together with Daozang's shadow.

Wang Zhan slowly fell down, and branch fragments were scattered on the ground. Lin Kun under the pillars took another step forward. This time, his figure slowly shrank, becoming shorter and thinner.

Lin Kun's eyebrows and eyes, which originally belonged to Lin Kun, slowly changed, becoming Song Yu's indifferent look.

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and before it could complete its complete transformation, he had already manipulated the bones and pounced on it.

Decided not to let this spiritual creature become like him.

A spirit that can even imitate and manipulate spiritual objects is a nightmare for ghost hunters.

There are seven of them here, and each of them has a different spirit. If they are allowed to imitate one by one, their entire army will be annihilated.

Li Bili was the closest and coughed up a ball of grass. The Tianyu grass withered and withered, making everyone present feel the severe cold like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The grass ball and Song Yu's bones rushed under the pillars together. However, Song Yu's transformation under the pillars had been completed. The sound of "gurgling" water sounded on his body, which overlapped with a voice outside the spirit in this strange ancestral hall. .

Fortunately, Song Yu was fast enough.

Huagu and Tianyucao crushed the spiritual object together.

(End of this chapter)