The aura of a priest is infinite

Chapter 100 Fiddlesticks
The living soul had just been born, and hadn't recovered from the death situation. Facing the silent questioning, he turned a deaf ear to it and floated on the roof of the Volkswagen like a mentally handicapped person.

Silent and not angry, wait until the skill cools down, throw another round of investigation, and find out information about the man.

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That's it!

Silently, the eyes looking at the man's soul became sharp and unkind.

Such a person does not deserve to die, but he does not deserve to live either.

why?
Because he is not a good person.

What is a man's name? Silence doesn't bother to mention it, it just talks about things.

Here's the thing.

The man used to be an insurance salesman, but was expelled from the company because of his bad intentions.

But he still pretended to be an insurance salesman, stole and printed many fake documents, and took advantage of the public's ignorance of the insurance business and the blank space to fabricate a kind of pension insurance.

Then he used this kind of pension insurance to amass money in a small village near Yancheng, illegally gathering funds.

There are not five hundred or three hundred old people who are cheated by him.

And this ghoul was the widowed old man who was deceived by him to lose the coffin and died with hatred.

Silence is extremely disdainful of such outlaws who deceive the left-behind elderly.

Because they hurt not only an old man, but also a pair of children under the old man's knees.

Wouldn't it be painful to earn this kind of money with no conscience?

Although the man is dead, the matter does not end there. Naturally, there will be relevant departments to help the old people recover the cheated money.

It's a pity that the old man's soul will fall into the eighteenth level of purgatory and suffer endless torment.

Shen Mo looked at the living soul in front of him, flicked his wrist, and ignited a milky white holy light, shining on the living soul and body.

Ah!
Shenghun let out a painful roar, and the burning pain exerted on his soul brought him back to his senses in an instant, staring at Silence with horrified and puzzled eyes, as if he was asking Silence.

I don't even know you, why are you burning me?

How can silence answer such a boring question.

This question should be answered by Hades or God. What Mo Mo did was to send his soul to meet them.

Cough!

Sorry, this living soul probably doesn't even have the qualifications to meet them.

Within a few seconds, the living soul disappeared in this world forever under the illumination of the holy light.

Although Shen Mo has no right to deal with the affairs of the living, he still has the right to deal with the affairs of the dead.

Shen Mo felt that this living soul might turn into a ghost, so it must be destroyed immediately on the spot to avoid future troubles.

There is nothing wrong with this!
Shen Shen called the Niu team and told the Niu team what he knew.

"What? He's dead?!" The other end of the phone continued, "Our colleagues from the investigation and handling department have already spotted him, the evidence has been collected, and the funds have been frozen for him. He is preparing to arrest... Don't worry, go ahead Leave it to me, this is what we should do."

It turned out that Team Niu and the others had long been eyeing the suspect.

That being the case, there is no need to worry about this matter silently.

Shen Mo hung up the phone, returned to his car, took a long breath, started the car, passed the Volkswagen, and left along the path.

Along the weedy and abandoned dirt road, we walked another 800 meters, and Silence finally came to the wasteland in the northern suburbs mentioned in the mission.

This is an inaccessible wasteland, and it is full of withered grass as tall as a person.

It is said that this place was originally planned to build high-end villas, but unfortunately the company planning to build this project was forced to suspend the project due to a broken capital chain. After four or five years, the original good land has been ruined.

Silence took advantage of the moonlight to park the BMW in an inconspicuous corner, adjusted its condition, got out of the car and plunged into the withered grass beside him.

According to the instructions of the mission, Shen Mo found a place with extremely lush withered grass, and used a simple scythe to quickly cut the dead grass needed for summoning.

Then, according to the pattern, arrange these withered grasses into weird patterns.

Everything is ready, and the rest is naturally the final summoning stage.

Shen Mo collected himself, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he slowly took off his clothes.

hiss!
The autumn wind blew through the crotch, which made one's skin goosebumps involuntarily. Enduring the chill of autumn, she silently rolled her body down and prepared to lie in the center of the (±) pattern.

The tough withered grass scratched Silence's skin, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable and irritated. He tried to find a comfortable angle to lie down, and then followed the instructions to pose in a "big" shape.

"What should I do next?"

Silence called up the mission instructions again, and after browsing through them, he slowly closed his eyes and silently recited the name of the Scarecrow.

"Fiddlesticks!"

"Fiddlesticks!"

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As Silence continued to silently recite the scary scarecrow's name, gusts of wind gradually rose around him, rising through the summoning pattern, and began to tear the surrounding space like countless sharp blades, with ripples appearing around him, Even weird and scary.

Just when Shen Mo was about to be eroded by these water ripples and fell into a dream.

puff!
With a muffled sound, the cloudy wind stopped abruptly, and those ripples disappeared in an instant.

Mo Mo woke up in an instant, opened his puzzled eyes, and looked around suspiciously.

"Failed?"

Silence was very surprised. He followed the steps of the ceremony and carried out the summoning step by step. How could it fail?
He went through the summoning ceremony again, to make sure he had done nothing wrong.

But the ceremony did fail.

why? !

Silent was confused, subconsciously stood up, sat in the center of the pattern, and looked down at the crotch.

Huh?
Understood.

Shen Mo suddenly realized that the posture was wrong, and the character "big" he just put was not.

The posture is wrong, how can you successfully summon the scary scarecrow?
Shen Mo stretched his hand down and pressed it against his belly.

This is the real "big" character!
Shen Mo performed the summoning ceremony according to the steps again, and soon the wind rose again, causing ripples.

His consciousness gradually became muddled, as if countless murmurs were ringing in his ears, confusing his sanity.

In a trance, the world is spinning.

When Shen Mo opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the wasteland in the northern outskirts, but appeared on an endless prairie.

There are countless knee-high grasses here, exuding a faint bloody smell, raising one's hand to pick one off, it starts to become sticky, and gradually turns into blood and flows down the arm.

Looking up at the sky, the scarlet sky weighed down heavily, giving people an extremely depressing feeling. A round of crimson waning moon hung high above the head, and the light red brilliance sprinkled down made people's breathing heavy and short.

It worked!
Here is the silent dream!
So, where is Fiddlesticks the Scarecrow?

(End of this chapter)