"Okay, please, just a little bit."

The man in the apron bowed slightly in response, and he looked at Wu Heng's sudden strange smile, a little puzzled.

I don't know why, this evening, he always felt a little cold around him, a little creepy, as if he was being targeted by something, and goosebumps came out of his body.

The boss glanced around uneasily, but found nothing.

But he was still worried, but he heard that in this area, a merchant met a resentful boy here last month, but fortunately there was a talisman from the temple, so he narrowly escaped and went home with a big fever.

He couldn't afford that kind of precious temple talisman!

So I thought to myself, when this guest finished eating, I would quickly close the stall and go home.

While he kept muttering 'Blessing of the Emperor Ancestor God' in his heart, he kept peeking at Wu Heng, hoping that Wu Heng would finish eating quickly.

Wu Heng naturally didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts in the hearts of the small vendors, and the other party's peeking was also ignored.

He also probably tested the dexterity of the controls.

These unintelligent floating spirits, at most, are the same as those minions in the national war games they played in their previous lives, they can command, a little more sensitive than that, but they are still the same as machine data, and if they don't control it, they won't move.

More detailed actions are also incomprehensible, after all, many of their own behaviors are just instinctive.

For example, they raise their hands, but they don't have the concept of raising their hands.

If they need to raise their hands, they have to directly control them to lift specific parts, and they cannot be commanded with a simple command.

After finishing the meal, Wu Heng left here under the moving eyes of the vendor owner.

Finally left, and I can close the stall.

Just as he was about to clean up the table, the boss suddenly found that the peeping feeling and the cold were gone.

His hand hesitated slightly, and suddenly he didn't want to close the stall so early, there was still a wife and children at home, and the children would start school in the New Year, and they would have to pay tuition again

There are some things that are more terrible than encountering tricks.

For the next seven days, Wu Heng had been arresting all kinds of floating spirits.

From time to time, he instructs a group of floaters to attack other floaters, just like watching ants fight.

Weak, but also funny.

At this moment, Wu Heng was in a ruined courtyard in the middle of the mountain, and the barren grass in the courtyard was already overgrown, and it could be seen that no one had come here for a long time.

Yu Er was released by him, and his huge body stepped forward, stretched out his hands to open the weeds, and opened the way for Wu Heng.

He'd been looking for an evil spirit stronger than a plankton for the past few days, and then he found this place.

There was a faint sucking sound in the grass.

The whispering voice was close to the ground and rushed towards Wu Heng, he turned around suddenly, and the voice went away into the distance.

Town!

Wu Heng ordered Yu Er and released the bronze statue's suppressive ability.

Since Yu Er was controlled by him, the ability of the bronze statue to continue to release can also be retracted freely.

The invisible position confined the surroundings, and the black shadow that moved quickly against the ground froze for a moment.

Wu Heng stuffed a piece of talisman paper into the second hand of the hand, and the second of the two strode forward, and he followed closely.

The weeds were opened, and the runes were plastered to a black shadow the size of a football.

Wu Heng took a closer look at this mass of things.

It had a crumpled and ugly baby head with a chrysalis lower body and dragged a long umbilical cord.

The lower half of the body looks more like a rattail maggot, with white mucus blisters under the skin, constantly squirming back and forth.

Wu Heng threw out a drop of blood and controlled it.

This is the news he received nearby, saying that there was a resentful boy who died of fever after being abandoned, and had already killed several people.

When it encounters passers-by, it will pounce like a puppy and hug each other's thighs.

Anyone who comes into contact will instantly reburn more than 40 degrees, and if they can't get rid of it in a very short time, they will burn to death.

This thing has reached the strength of the possessed demon.

Wu Heng felt the movement in his mind, he didn't feel it when he controlled the floating spirit, but when he controlled the resentful child, he could feel that his spiritual power was occupied by a large part.

About one percent or so.

In other words, with this degree of possession, he was able to control a hundred of them, and he was able to reproduce the nocturnal movement of a hundred ghosts.

Wu Heng tore open the spell on the resentful boy's body, released its restraints, and turned around and walked outside.

Because he received a text message on his phone, which was sent by Kotoko.

"Mr. Ozaki, I've done my best to improve the summoning charm to the best extent, and although it still has flaws, it can be used roughly."

The text message included her current address, and Kotoko had returned to her home in Nara.

As Wu Heng stepped forward, Yu Er and the resentful boy followed Wu Heng tightly, one left and one right.

The resentful boy seems to be driven by instinct because of the power of Yu Er, so that it can go to the other side.

In order to catch up with the speed, Wu Heng put away Yu Er, took out a mountain motorcycle, and let the resentful boy get into the trunk.

He rode a motorcycle, galloped over the rocks of the mound, and rushed down the mountain.

"Stop!"

"Stop.!"

Wu Heng, who had just arrived at the foot of the mountain, was stopped by a group of people.

There were about 100 people blocking the road, they were wearing clean kimonos, and they were holding all kinds of firearms in their hands, such as earthen guns, bird guns, pistols, and rifles, all of which were pointed at Wu Heng.

This group of people with rough skin, Wu Heng recognized them at a glance, they were the villagers of He Village.

"Mr. Ozaki, offended!"

"Let me introduce myself, I am the son of the host of Hongxin, and I am currently the host of Tiannian Temple for the time being, we have a few words I want to ask you."

Seven monks who were resting on the stall stood up, walked out from behind the group of villagers, and made a Buddhist salute to Wu Heng.

They also inquired and confirmed that Wu Heng had been in this place for the past few days, so they waited in place.

"It's okay, you can ask at will, I know everything!"

Wu Heng rode on the motorcycle and did not move, and asked lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Ozaki, for your cooperation, why did my father disappear mysteriously after you visited my temple that day?"

The leading monk, who looked to be only 20 years old, stared at Wu Heng's face with scrutinizing eyes.

"Oh, I killed him."

"You!"

This sentence instantly made the young monk's face flush, and Wu Heng's honesty made him unable to fix him.

We have so many guns, is this Kazuhiko Ozaki bent on death!

The guns in the villagers' hands were tightened, and the muscles in their arms were straight.

The monk did not ask why he wanted to kill his father, but continued to ask through gritted teeth:

"Then the god embryo in my temple, you also took it away, where did you put it?"

"Yes, I dispersed them all."

Wu Heng's bland attitude and sincere tone simply made the monks and villagers tremble, and even had a sense of loss, as if the interrogation performance they were looking forward to ended in nothing, which also angered them even more.

"Shoot him, shoot him!" The villagers roared in unison.

The young monk raised his hand slightly to quiet the surroundings before he said:

"Mr. Ozaki, I don't understand why you did this, but I can only ask you to make amends to my father, and so does Kotoko-san."

The monk was about to retreat and give the villagers a place to move, but was stopped by Wu Heng's words:

"Isn't it just a god embryo, I have two more, you see."

Wu Heng stretched out his hand and made a move, and Yu Er appeared in place, and its suppressive ability was activated instantly.

All the people on the field fell into the 'trick wall'.

Now the tricky wall of Yu Er has been strengthened a lot more than when he was in the boss villa of the Tozawa group.

The complaining boy sprang out of the trunk and hugged the calf of a monk.

The monk instantly became pale, and in less than ten seconds he was terminally ill and completely dead.

The resentful boy changed to another monk.

The villagers who were trapped in the wall began to shoot wildly, shooting at each other, screaming at each other.

The young monk seems to be also a medium, and he is not affected by the trick against the wall.

But the guns in the hands of hundreds of villagers were shooting, and I don't know which bullet had penetrated his belly.

The young monk clutched his stomach, blood oozing from his fingers, and he wanted to crawl outside, but was trampled back and forth by the chaotic footsteps of the villagers.

Wu Heng was still riding on the motorcycle, quietly watching the scene in front of him.

It's like watching the Floating Spirits fight.

(End of chapter)