Chapter 55: You're Not Human

Su Mian saw an old woman lying in front of the car through the gap in the crowd.

There was a crushed bamboo basket beside her, and her right calf was bleeding, and bright red blood stained the ground.

Strangely, there was also blood on the black Bentley wheels.

Before the three of them could get closer, they heard the old woman crying out loudly from afar:

"Hey, it's a hard life."

"An old woman of mine went up the mountain to dig lotus roots, thinking of making some money to buy a piece of meat for her little granddaughter to eat."

"Not long after I went up the mountain, I was hit by a car, and the two men and a woman left me and fled......"

This miserable cry immediately aroused public indignation.

Everyone accused:

"Driving a Bentley, actually hit and run!"

"Let's take a picture and post it online!"

"It's still a license plate in Kyoto, is the quality of rich people so low?"

"If you want me to say, we are just passing by, and we don't understand the cause and effect, so don't rush to a conclusion."

"Are you blind? Who would knock their legs off when they touched porcelain? And there are clearly blood stains on the wheels"

Soon, onlookers took out their mobile phones to take videos.

Lu Yi was a little stunned by this situation:

"Ninth Master, when we got off the bus, there were no old people on this road at all."

The point is, how did this blood get to the wheels of Bentley and make it as realistic as usual?

Fu Jiuyuan raised his eyes slowly, and his dark eyes revealed a heavy gloom:

"Let's go over and have a look."

Su Mian walked fast, she picked up the crowd and immediately squatted down:

"Old woman, who is the person who hit you?"

The old woman raised her head slowly, as if she recognized Su Mian, her cloudy eyes instantly widened, and she said sadly:

"That's you! You guys hit me with your car! ”

The crowd instantly became uproar, and the accusations fell on Su Mian and the three of them.

"The little girl is so beautiful, why is her heart so vicious?"

"Look at this man, I don't feel like a poor person, so kindly you sent the old woman to the hospital."

"No wonder he's in a wheelchair, his heart is so bad that God can't stand it."

Fu Jiuyuan snorted coldly, and his cold gaze fell on the face of the person who had just said, 'Little girl is vicious'.

For a moment, a thin layer of anger twitched between the man's eyebrows.

"A man in black clothes and yellow hair, keep his mouth clean."

Su Mian pulled Fu Jiuyuan's wrist, indicating that he didn't care.

"I'm fine, Ninth Master."

The ninth master is so good.

When others scold him, he doesn't get angry.

When someone scolded her, he immediately stood up for her.

Fu Jiuyuan looked at the little hand holding his wrist, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the anger on his body instantly decreased a lot.

The old woman was still crying wolf, accusing Su Mian and others of evil deeds.

There are more and more voices of reproach around.

Su Mian stared at the old woman, and just wanted to take out the mantra talisman, but suddenly felt that something was not right.

Wrong.

She couldn't even see the old woman's fate.

This feeling is completely different from not being able to see Xu Tingting's life.

The latter is covered by something, while the former ...... It doesn't seem to have a fate.

"Old woman, you're not human?"

The old woman was stunned for a second, and a touch of anger appeared on her old face:

"You're not human."

She stretched out her hand and was about to grab Su Mian's wrist.

Su Mian's sharp eyes found that there were death lines on the palm of her right hand.

Once it is labeled, it will die immediately.

Even if they are taken to the hospital in time, no medical treatment can find out what happened to the deceased.

Su Mian narrowed her eyes, she picked up the Xuanwu sword and directly cut off the old woman's hand.

Bang dang.

The old woman's entire right arm fell.

She didn't scream, she didn't seem to be in pain at all, and took out the instant death mark again and slapped it at Su Mian.

Su Mian took a few steps back, swung his Xuanwu sword, and slashed at the old woman's limbs.

"Woohoo!"

In three seconds, the old woman's limbs fell off in an instant, leaving only a body.

Lu Yi was dumbfounded:

"Miss Su, this Xuanwu sword is so powerful?"

A sword goes down, and the flesh and bones are separated.

No bloodstains.

The onlookers were stunned, only to think that Su Mian was too bloody, and the abuse became more and more loud.

Only, Fu Jiuyuan looked calm.

It seems that Su Mian does everything in accordance with common sense.

Su Mian glanced at everyone coldly, his eyes fell on Lu Yi's face, and he said lightly:

"She's a scarecrow."

Lu Yi was surprised again for a few seconds and looked at the old woman on the ground.

I saw the old woman's torso and limbs, and I don't know when it turned into a pile of straw.

Taken together, these limbs and torso make a scarecrow.

Lu Yi was stunned:

"Miss Su, your Xuanwu sword can still turn people into scarecrows?"

Fu Jiuyuan's narrow eyes narrowed:

"She's not a human, she's a person made of straw."

Right.

Su Mian liked Fu Jiuyuan more and more.

The ninth master is smart and can understand at one point.

"This is puppetry, and the person who controls the puppet technique can use straw, lotus root, paper and other producers."

"Miss Su, then she is like this...... Is it dead? Lu Yi frowned.

"Nope."

Su Mian shook his head, and his pink lips opened lightly:

"As long as her body doesn't die, then she won't die. Puppetry is a relatively advanced evil art, and it is not something that ordinary evil monks can operate. ”

The words fell, and the truth was revealed.

The onlookers' eyes immediately changed when they looked at Su Mian.

This kind of master is estimated to only be met once in this life.

So, soon a smart man stood up:

"Master, can you add WeChat fortune telling?"

"Master, I want to help my son do a hexagram to see if he can succeed in the public examination this year?"

"Master, can you teach me puppetry?"

Su Mian shook her little head busily, and she directly reported her slow hand number:

"If there is something today, I won't take orders, everyone can pay attention to my slow hand number, I will start broadcasting from time to time."

After a pause, she pointed to the water spirit temple halfway up the mountainside, and promoted for Master Miaoyuan:

"You can also go to the water spirit temple above and consult with Master Miaoyuan, Master Miaoyuan is my teacher, and his Taoism is extremely profound."

The onlookers picked up their mobile phones and began to search for Su Mian's slow hand number, clicking to follow.

And some people who couldn't wait ran directly to the mountain to find Master Miaoyuan to tell the hexagram.

Soon, the surrounding crowd dispersed.

At this moment, a leaf floated out of nowhere and stopped directly in front of Su Mian.

Su Mian picked up the leaves and saw that there were words written on them.

"Miss Su, come and meet."

Fu Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows, and his noble and cold eyes narrowed:

"Liu Yunlong?"

"It should be him, I'll meet him."

"Lu Yi, you follow Miss Su."

Fu Jiuyuan was a little worried.

Su Mian shook his head directly and politely refused:

"Ninth Master, Lu Yi is here, it will only hinder me."

Someone who was disgusted touched his nose.

He knew that he had a few pounds and a few taels, and he didn't dare to say a word of rebuttal.

When he was in the haunted house, if he hadn't been protected by Miss Su, he would have died a long time ago.

Su Mian followed the leaves and stepped into the mountain forest.

The leaves were against the wind, in front of Su Mian a meter away, guiding her forward.

Su Mian crossed several rugged mountain paths and came to a large open meadow.

It's gloomy here.

From time to time, a demonic wind blows.

Su Mian walked over and found a black cloth on the ground.

It is about four meters by four meters long, and there is a small yin and yang gossip symbol in the upper right corner of the black cloth.

Liu Yunlong was wearing a black robe, a black mask, and sat cross-legged on a black cloth.

There was also a black kitten in front of him.

At first glance, it looks very similar to her little black.

At this time, Liu Yunlong was holding the cat strip and bending over to feed the cat.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Su Mian, and he said coldly.