Chapter Twenty-Seven: Mrs. Song's Tragic Death
After Li Xiaoyang retrieved the sword and backpack, Shan Yun called Li Xiaoyang outside.
"This is the house with the ghost man boy you talked about earlier?" Shan Yun's face was a little heavy.
"Hmm." Li Xiaoyang nodded. It turned out that he remembered, and thought he had forgotten about it.
"If it's like what you say, it's going to be a tough deal. Just that Mrs. Song, I'm afraid it's not easy. Shan Yun scratched his head and sighed.
"Is it really the ghost man boy invited by Mrs. Song?"
"It's very likely. Now let's go with me to set up the formation, and then wait for that Mrs. Song to come back and make other arrangements. After speaking, Shan Yun went in, and Li Xiaoyang followed behind with his head down.
Yes, if it was a ghost boy raised by Mrs. Song, she would definitely not let me go. Li Xiaoyang didn't forget Mrs. Song's eyes when she sneaked in and was discovered, and she felt scared when she thought about it.
When he entered the room, Shan Yun quickly closed the door.
"Xiao Yangzi, I'll tell you the bottom first. I'm not very sure about subduing this ghost mantong, and the golden boy you mentioned, I also know that I am afraid that I can reach the level of the ghost king. After Shan Yun finished speaking, he took out a silver-white brush from his backpack and handed it to Li Xiaoyang: "Xiaoyangzi, this judge's pen is given to you, when I really make you a friend!" I already have the Long Qian Sword, so I don't need this, and it's a waste of resources to keep it. ”
Li Xiaoyang looked at Shan Yun with a look of confessing his last words, and did not reach out to take it.
"Why don't we go. Can't we run if we can't beat it? Seeing that Shan Yun said this, Li Xiaoyang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and finally had a friend who treated him sincerely, and he didn't want to let him be in any danger.
"Can't go! Everyone who left their family would die, and you! Shan Yun forced the brush into Li Xiaoyang's hand: "You keep this judge's pen as a magic weapon, with it, you don't need cinnabar to draw talismans, just inject it directly into the mana painting." When you cultivate to a higher level, you can even save rune paper. ”
Li Xiaoyang looked at Shan Yun, who was pretending to be relaxed, and his eyes were a little moist.
"I believe you, Shan Yun, you will definitely be able to subdue Ghost Mantong."
"Hmm." Nodding, Shan Yun poured out all the things in his backpack, there were a lot of yellow and blue runes, and two red runes.
Shan Yun first picked up five flags and handed them to Li Xiaoyang to hold, then sorted the rune paper into the mezzanine of his clothes, and finally a purple jade in the shape of a water droplet.
"What's that?" Li Xiaoyang was very curious.
"Artifact." After cleaning up these and carrying his sword, Shan Yun walked out of the room first with the compass. Li Xiaoyang walked behind him with a flag.
Shan Yun placed a five-element array next to the solid wood pillar in the hall on the first floor, using the yang energy of this sandalwood to enhance the formation. Then in the hall on the first floor, he pasted a soul locking array with yellow talismans.
After the two of them finished it, they sat on the sofa in the hall on the first floor and closed their eyes to recuperate, waiting for Song Jianbin to come back from purchasing.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Jianbin didn't wait to come back, but waited for Mrs. Song to come back.
Mrs. Song was carrying a black bag in her hand, and when she entered the door, she saw Li Xiaoyang sitting on the sofa, and there was a person she didn't know, Mrs. Song took a look at it and walked straight to the stairs.
"Mrs. Song, please stay." Shan Yun opened his eyes and looked at Mrs. Song.
"Who are you?" Mrs. Song just slowed down and didn't look at Shan Yun squarely.
"Mrs. Song, although you can change your luck by asking the little ghost, but if you invite the ghost Mantong, it will be a dead person." Shan Yun wanted to see something from Mrs. Song's eyes, but unfortunately Mrs. Song covered it up well.
"What please little ghost, where did the madman come from is talking nonsense in my house." Mrs. Song looked around for a moment and didn't see her son, "If you came with that liar, be careful that I will call the police and send you to the police station." After speaking, Mrs. Song glared at Li Xiaoyang and turned to go upstairs.
I rubbed it, and actually said that I was a liar! Li Xiaoyang "rubbed" to stand up and want to theorize.
Before he could speak, Shan Yun threw out something and directly broke the bag that Mrs. Song was carrying, and several bags of plasma fell out of the bag.
"Blood nourishment! You are really not afraid of death, and you actually raise ghosts and mantongs with blood. Shan Yun exclaimed.
Seeing that her bag was broken, Mrs. Song was very angry, but when she heard the words Ghost Mantong and blood nourishment, Mrs. Song was also a little weak in her heart. Where did the kid come from, I know all this!
"Humph!" Ignoring Li Xiaoyang and them, Mrs. Song picked up the plasma and hurriedly went upstairs.
"Shall we catch up?" Li Xiaoyang looked at Shan Yun and asked for his opinion.
"No need, this Mrs. Song is afraid that she has been confused. It's useless to say anything now, only to wait for the things prepared by Mr. Song to come back, and we will go upstairs when we are ready. Shan Yun looked upstairs and began to think of countermeasures.
It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when Song Jianbin came back, followed by two assistants, and moved in all the things that Shan Yun needed, and Mrs. Song did not go downstairs once during this period.
Shan Yun asked Li Xiaoyang to take the two assistants to sprinkle lime first, and the hall on the first floor included the corridor on the second floor, and each room should be covered with it.
Li Xiaoyang dragged the lime powder and began to sprinkle it along each room on the first floor, and then arranged for the two assistants to go up to the second floor to sprinkle lime.
As soon as the first floor was finished, Li Xiaoyang was about to ask Shan Yun if there was anything else he could help with.
"Help, help, dead man!" The screams of the two assistants came from the second floor.
Song Jianbin was the first to rush forward when he heard it, followed by Li Xiaoyang and Shan Yun.
The two assistants sat at the door of the room on the second floor, which was Mrs. Song's room.
"Mom!" Song Jianbin rushed in in a hurry, and rolled out in embarrassment in less than two seconds, his face was pale, and he was retching on the railing.
Li Xiaoyang and Shan Yun bypassed them and walked into the room, and the picture in the room was terrible.
Mrs. Song fell on the bed, the flesh and blood on her body were bitten and only the skeleton remained, and a head was intact, Mrs. Song's eyes were wide open, she must have seen something terrible before she died. There were a lot of bloody handprints on the bedside, on the wall, and on the floor, and the things in the room were also beaten to pieces.
Li Xiaoyang couldn't help retching on the side when he saw such a scene, only Shan Yun stared at Mrs. Song's corpse with a heavy face.
"She was devoured by the Ghost Man Tong and sucked her flesh and blood dry." Shan Yun said this sentence unhurriedly.
"How could Ghost Man Tong suddenly turn back on her." Li Xiaoyang thought that the ghost man boy was driven by Mrs. Song.
"Once the Ghost Man Tong turns on blood cultivation, it will not be controlled by the host. Blood nourishment will slowly stimulate the evil nature of the ghost mantong, and when it reaches a certain time, the ghost mantong will regurgitate the host, which is difficult to control, and eventually the host's family will die. ”
Shan Yun cautiously walked around the room and looked at it.
"Did you find anything?" Li Xiaoyang's neck stretched out, and he also wanted to see something from the room.
"Go down."
Back downstairs, Song Jianbin called the police, and the police took away the body after they came, and the two assistants were the first to find the body, so they were taken back to the police station to make a record, and soon there were only three people left in the room, and Yang Qingxue was sent to her mother's house in the afternoon.
The three men faced each other and were silent.