Otherworldly Merchant

The little boy glanced at me and disappeared. I told Li Mazi to stop and take the peach blossom out of his arms and walk towards him in the palm of his hand. But he turned to look behind him and the little boy disappeared again.

Again, he ran into the shadow of Xia Qin, revealing half his face and looking at me with no expression!

The little boy, as rumoured, was dressed in bright red, but his bravery was not heavy and he felt like a ghost trapped in the sun.

I said, "Don't be afraid, uncle will send you for the birth! ”

Xia Qin asked in shock: "Mr. Zhang, who are you talking to? ”

“Just a normal kid. Don't move if you don't get hurt.” I'm comforted.

After listening to this, Xia Qin was quite frightened. Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue were quite calm. After all, they both followed me to the big wind wave. He was just a kid. There was nothing to be afraid of.

I walked towards him and the little boy was ready to run again, and I read the trick softly while pointing the peach blossom at him. Peach blossom worked, sucking him in the middle of the air, his legs kept walking, but he couldn't get out.

Xia Qin seemed to see something, pointing in that direction, and said, "Wow, what is that? There's a figure! ”

“Don't freak out, the kid's got the guts to surprise him carefully.” I admonished.

Sure enough, the little boy squatted on the floor, rubbing his eyelids and crying silently.

I said, "Teacher Xia, he's a little shocked. You can fool him. ”

“How?” Xia Qin is frightened by my words.

“He's your student. How do you usually fool students?” I asked.

Xia Qin said timidly in that direction: “Fang, don't be ridiculous. After you left, the class held a memorial service for you, and lit a lot of red candles. Everyone missed you. By the way, Teacher Xia recently taught you an English song, I'll sing it to you. ”

Then Xia Qin whispered a song and the little boy stopped crying and became very quiet.

I asked seriously, "Fang, are your bones buried on these two floors? ”

The little boy nodded his head.

“Take us!” I give orders.

The little boy nodded his head again, and I put away the peach blossom and slowly followed its footsteps.

Yoon Xinyue asked me, "Honey, how did you know his bones were buried here? ”

“Haunted only in one place, there must be something that binds him, maybe something on the child. ”

“The child's father was so lacking in virtue that he died and was not buried, he actually used it to do this.” I was angry.

Xia Qin sighed slightly: “When I was at home, I heard Fang's mother say that his father never cared about them, and that the alimony payable after the divorce did not pay a penny. Besides, the man has been missing for years, and it doesn't feel like he's in business. ”

I think there's another article here, and the people who would do this are definitely not ordinary people!

We followed the little boy to the rooftop. The rooftop was very windy. I told Yin Xinyue not to come up if she was underdressed, but Yin Xinyue did not want to.

Turning to talk kung fu, the little boy disappeared, I looked everywhere, and finally found him squatting next to a reservoir, with his hands on the ground, grinding and shaving.

I walked over and the little boy stopped moving and stared at me straight in the eye.

I said, "Is your skeleton down here? ”

He nodded scared.

The ceiling was covered with a black insulation mat, and I lifted the insulation mat, and when I revealed what was below, the person present poured a sip of cool air!

It was a tiny dry corpse, wrapped in a red dress, nailed some nails to the ground next to it, and strapped a red thread over the dry corpse.

Dry corpses have been severely dehydrated throughout the body, the skin is brown and black, and the contrast between the body and the head is like bean sprouts. Its skull is snagged in front of its chest as the skin dehydrates and contracts, revealing gums, and two dry, dried-up eye drums are outside the orbit.

Xia Qin covered his mouth with fright: "Mr. Zhang, what is this? ”

“It's a body that has been refined. Someone smoked his body out of water with cigarettes. This is actually close to the step of refining the kid. The kid's soul is very plastic and can easily be made into a powerful ghost.” I looked at the dry body and explained.

Yin Xinyue said angrily, “Is this still a human being? Refining kids with their own sons? ”

“Blood compatibility, often better control. Some magicians deliberately ask a woman to have a child in order to raise ghosts. I think this man has a lot of talent...”

I reached out and touched this dry corpse, and all of a sudden the little boy next to me was holding his head in pain, and I thought, "Oh, my God, there's a whole array of them."

At this moment, the surrounding landscape suddenly disappeared, and a moment of trance, I came to a mountain, surrounded by trees, rising a cloud of mist. I squeezed my fingers, I felt painful, it didn't feel like a hallucination.

“Yoon Shin-yue? Li Mazi?” I screamed a few times, and no one said yes, trying to call out Tail Jade, and found that she wasn't there either.

Then I heard a loud drink coming from the woods: "What's wrong with you? Quick track! ”

I was shocked. Was it hooked up to the Yin Cao mansion? That's too strong!

But think about it, no, I've never heard of a battle that could instantly kill a big living person... unless a mine was planted underneath.

I looked at my hands and feet and it seemed to me that I had come to understand that I was a soul taker.

I walked two steps forward and found that the voice wasn't talking to me because I saw an old white beard sitting at a table, standing in front of me in a white mist pressing a big black soul, many of them with broken arms and legs, wearing shirts.

A ghost without a chin knelt in front of an old man with a white beard, looking like he was talking, but without a sound.

The old man with a white beard nodded for a moment: "The king has understood. Come on, hook up the Sin Soul King!” I'm staring at this scene, and I don't know how ghosts and ghosts connect.

The old man with the white beard was the Gaotao he had seen before. He actually came here to string up the King of Yan, but his men had no Yin Poor to summon, I don't know how to soul.

Unexpecting his voice to fall, a ghost slowly appeared on the 'hall’. The ghost was so disfigured that he knelt and begged forgiveness as soon as he saw Gao Tao.

Gao Tao listened for a while. In fact, the ghost did not make any sound. Some of them said it difficult to say: “Each word is difficult for the king to decide, so wait! ”

Two shady spirits walked to the table, Gaotao stood up, took the horn out of his sleeve and gently touched it in front of his forehead.

The first ghost didn't respond, and the second ghost suddenly ran away like he was frightened.

Gaotao said softly: "Succubus wives and daughters, take possessions, fabricate rumours and slander, their sins shall be punished and they shall be sentenced to a great punishment! ”

The great salvation was the ancient death penalty. The ghost suddenly fell to the ground and struggled. It seemed to have been held by an invisible hand. Then his head suddenly broke and his body dissipated into a bunch of flying smoke.

I was shocked that Gao Tao could kill a ghost with words directly. This power has surpassed the ghost king.

No, I remember Gao Tao was hunted down as a saint in the ancient times. In terms of ghost fairies, he belonged to the old gods 4,000 years ago!