Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 57

Although this hug was caught off guard, Song Yi still caught him firmly: "What's wrong?"

Jing Luo didn't know what to say, so he squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "Are you also in the riddle?"

"Well," Song Yi said, "I didn't notice it all at once."

"Okay," He Yuan interrupted them, "I want to hug you back, let's settle the business first, when did Fu Ming come up?"

Jing Luo withdrew his hand: "...yesterday."

When they went out, Fu Ming was still sitting on the ground, staring at them, Xu Chengyu tied him up before he came in, so he couldn't even run away.

"It's really a good thing you used a physical body to confuse people, otherwise you would have to toss for a long time just thinking about controlling you." After He Yuan finished speaking, he asked the people around him, "Xiao Luo, what reason did he use this time? "

Jing Luo didn't know much about it before, but now he understands a little bit.

"They said they came up to check Fengshui Street," he asked, "You two knew each other before?"

He Yuan: "Of course I do, Yama is just such a reckless son."

Jing Luo was slightly surprised, he had never seen He Yuan speak like this.

Song Yi said: "What's the matter, explain it clearly."

His tone was not very good, Xu Chengyu wanted to explode immediately, but was stopped by He Yuan.

He Yuan: "He came to me before, and his main goal was to eat me."

Jing Luo was stunned: "... eat you?"

"To be precise, it's us," He Yuan said with a slight sarcasm, "Yan Wang's incompetent son was scattered by his father in the underworld due to various deficiencies. Prohibition—it means that you are not allowed to go anywhere except the hell. But this is the housework of the King of Hades. I didn’t know it before. I have a bite of flesh."

Jing Luo finally knew what Fu Ming's lick was for that day.

It's just simple, I want to try the taste.

He glanced at Fu Ming, and the other party was much more stable now.

"It's just a bite of flesh, and it won't die. As for being so stingy?" Fu Ming said, "I'm still wronged by your... ghost slave's beating like this!"

Jing Luo felt that what this person said was really unreasonable.But... just so good at kung fu, the sky has already darkened?He couldn't help but looked up at the sky, and was stunned for a moment.

He took a step back, put his back shoulder on Song Yi's body, and said, "It's not good, the Yin Qi has overflowed."

When they came, the yin energy was only swirling around the stone tablet. In just a short while, a faint black mist had shrouded Fengshui Street.

The people behind him didn't answer for a long time, he turned his head in doubt, and found that Song Yi's expression was particularly cold, and his eyes were still on Fu Ming.

"Song Yi?"

Song Yi lowered his eyes: "Huh?"

"looking at what?"

"It's okay, what did you just say?"

Jing Luo pointed to the sky.

He Yuan: "Otherwise, why do you think I would come here, and I have seen this all the way."

"Let go of me!" Fu Ming cried out as he struggled to see the attention of several people diverted.

Jing Luo frowned and asked: "You said that you also entered the enigma, you were lying. Could it be you who made this enigma?"

Fuming smiled: "If I made it, do you think Song Yi can still live?"

It is also true to think so, Jing Luo pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Mysteries should only be made by witches," Song Yi said indifferently, "They value inheritance very much, and will not reveal the spells to others."

Jing Luo was silent for a while: "He Yuan, have you ever seen a witch other than Wu Qi before?"

"Yes, I have, but they are all gone now."

Jing Luo immediately understood what "not here" meant.

He Yuan continued: "The only sorceress I've seen during this time is Wu Qi. Now everyone doesn't believe in these things, even if there are other sorceresses, they won't make such a grand offering as before."

Jing Luo thought for a while, but still confessed: "...we also know a witch."

He Yuan was not surprised: "Oh? How old are you?"

Unexpectedly, the other party asked his age when he came up, Jing Luo thought for a while: "...I don't know, but I am quite old."

"He's quite old?" He Yuan was a little surprised, "That's really unusual."

"Strange?"

"Well, sorceress... the general lifespan is not long. Cheng Yu knows these things better." He glanced at Xu Chengyu beside him, motioning for him to explain.

Xu Chengyu's face was impatient, but he opened his mouth anyway: "There are very few witches in ancient times who can live past 30 years old."

Song Yi obviously knew something about these things, his face was normal, but Jing Luo was different, he asked in surprise: "Why?"

"At that time, there were many evil spirits, the underworld couldn't control them, there were frequent riots, and the number of ghost masters was small. People relied more on witches. They were born with only two tasks, one was to exorcise ghosts, and the other was to pass on the family line. They were good at formation. methods, many of which reduce lifespan.”

This was the time Xu Chengyu talked the most since he met him.

Jing Luo: "Life reduction?"

"Well, the more frequently you use it, the more you lose. During the most ferocious period, many witches could not live past the age of 16. During that time, many witches' families died out, so the number of witches now decreases. .”

Seeing them chatting, Fu Ming said angrily, "Let go of me first!"

Jing Luo frowned and said, "Send him back to the underworld first."

"Okay," Song Yi said suddenly, "I'll send it off."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward involuntarily, holding the rope with one hand, and hanging Fuming on his fingertips.

Fu Ming faced down, struggling constantly: "You let me down! I don't need you to send me away!!"

When Bai Wuchang came, he saw Fu Ming, so he quickly checked to see if the two ghost masters were still in good health.

Just kidding, the last time Master He was bitten, Master Xu almost wiped out Fu Ming.After confirming that they were all right, Bai Wuchang hurriedly said: "Master Fuming, why did you sneak up again?

"I can come up when I want to, can't I?"

Of course Bai Wuchang's thought is fine, why not, anyway, it's not me who is being punished.

Jing Luo: "Bai Wuchang, look at the yin energy in this street, doesn't the underworld have any countermeasures?"

"Yes, of course there is... Oh," Bai Wuchang looked at the top and was stunned, "Why is this getting thicker and thicker? The King of Hades sent a few adults to check it out a while ago, haven't you met them?"

Jing Luo shook his head.

Song Yi urged: "Let's go, go back quickly."

Bai Wuchang nodded hurriedly: "Let's go, I just have to go down and report what's going on in the street to King Hades. Master Song, please stop, I'll just send him down."

"No need," Song Yi held Bai Wuchang's iron chain, "Lead the way."

Bai Wuchang: "...Okay."

After they left, Jing Luo and the others decided to go to the stele again.

"Don't worry, after Fu Ming hurt me last time, the King of Hades gave him a death order, telling him not to come back to the world, and even sent someone to guard him. I don't know how he slipped up this time... This time he went back, He will definitely be severely punished." Seeing that he was absent-minded, He Yuan said.

Jing Luo was taken aback: "Ah? No, I wasn't thinking about that."

"What are you thinking about?" He Yuan smiled and asked casually, "Song Yi?"

"..."

Seeing his silence, He Yuan was also taken aback, then laughed again, and changed the topic elsewhere: "Has the crew of "Midnight Horror" contacted you recently?"

Jing Luo: "No, what's wrong?"

"They told me the date of the next filming. Isn't it the Chinese New Year? The filming has been postponed. You should be notified soon."

Jing Luo nodded: "That's it."

When they reached the street, the three of them stopped.

The stele has been wrapped airtightly by Yin Qi. Beside the stele, there is an old woman lying on the ground writing something. There is a complicated formation not far from her feet.

There were a few pedestrians nearby, their expressions were extremely natural, as if they couldn't see what was happening on the street.

Jing Luo recognized Grandma at a glance.

Hearing their voices, Grandma turned her head. When she saw them, not only did she not say hello, but she accelerated the speed of her men.

Jing Luo saw it clearly now, there was a spell under her hand.

After she finished writing, she stood up tremblingly, and quickly pressed the spell on the stone tablet. The black mist around the stone tablet seemed to be hit by a stone into the water, and a few waves came out.

After posting, Grandma pretended to jump into the barrier.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, a thought popped into his mind, and he subconsciously shouted: "Stop her, she might want to sacrifice!!"