Panguan

The thick bloody smell dissipated, and the black shadow twitched, completely silent.

Xia Qiao took a closer look and saw that it was one of the three monsters.

Its human face was like a plant withered in an instant, limply drooping to the ground, a waxy white, and its skin was like lifeless cotton wool. Incredibly terrifying.

Xia Qiao took a few steps back, and then he was relieved: "Dead, dead?"

"Hmm" when he smelled it.

"Brother Wen, you can do it!" Xia Qiao suddenly felt confident, "Then why didn't you just kill him at home? You have to chase it out?"

He didn't eat his flattery at all when he smelled it, and said bluntly: "The three are together, it may be you lying here."

Xia Qiao let out another breath.

"And..." Wen Shi tore off the thread wrapped around his knuckles, "I'm hungry, I can't last a few minutes."

The moment the thread was dropped, a fistful of fire suddenly burst into the soles of Zhi shòu's feet, and in a blink of an eye, only paper ashes and charred branches were left.

When smelling, he squatted down in front of the dead monster and sniffed carefully.

Xia Qiao didn't know why, so he followed, the black mist still lingering on the monster's body, he didn't dare to touch it, so he cocked the tip of his nose not far or near.

"What are you sniffing?" he wondered.

"The smell of the spirit." He said when he smelled it.

"who?"

"I."

Xia Qiao looked shocked: "Isn't your spiritual aspect gone?"

After he finished speaking, he understood. No wonder he would suddenly chase after him. It turned out that this monster had traces of the spirit of Wen Shi.

"What exactly is this? Why does it smell like your spirit?"

"Aunt Hui." Wen Shi said, "Some people will raise something that crawls out of the ground."

Xia Qiao: "Are you crazy? Are you raising this gān?"

When smelling: "Steal something."

If it is inconvenient for me, I will send these filthy things out to rummage. They are born with evil spirits, and they like to eat spirits and spirits, including the blessings and longevity of ordinary people.

When I smelled it, I sniffed around, but I couldn't find the familiar smell again, as if it was just a flash in the pan and disappeared.

Although it was expected, he still kicked the thing irritably, and then asked Xia Qiao: "Is there a bottle at home?"

"What bottle?"

"Whatever, just decorate something."

Xia Qiao wanted to say that I dare not go alone. But when he saw the news, his face was full of uneasiness, and he honestly went home by himself.

He rushed back at the fastest speed, took a thermos cup, and rushed back at the fastest speed. As soon as she heard the news, her fingers touched the neck of Hui Gu's neck, and the black air that was floating around flowed instantly.

He took the thermos cup and tapped the edge of the cup twice with his fingertips. The black mist poured in like water, and it was full in the blink of an eye.

"Is this going to be gān?" Xia Qiao held the full cup like a time bomb.

When he smelled it, his thin lips moved, and a word popped out: "Eat."

Xia Qiao almost went crazy on the spot.

What kind of stuff can you eat?

As a result, when he smelled it, he really let him take the bomb home.

"Do you really want to eat this?" Xia Qiao couldn't help asking as he watched Wen Shi sit down on the sofa and unscrewed the thermos cup.

"Yeah." When he smelled it, it seemed like he was used to it. He stained a little incense ash from the incense burner, and then put his fingers into the black mist. The full cup of black mist was sucked into his body little by little.

Xia Qiao suddenly smelled a scent, which was very comfortable and difficult to describe.

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly remembered the old house he lived in when he was a child. Shen Qiao had planted a lot of white plums nearby, and he didn't know where the seeds were obtained. It seemed that they became a forest overnight.

Sometimes he would sneak in and run around, and the rain hit the white plum forest, which seemed to be the smell.

Immediately afterwards, he realized that the smell came from his body when he smelled it.

But when I smelled all the black mist, the smell disappeared again. His complexion was much better than before. Although his skin was still extremely white and his eyes were extremely dark, he felt a little more alive.

This process is actually a bit scary, like a ghost wearing a painted skin.

For a few seconds, Xia Qiao didn't dare to talk to him or look at him. It wasn't until there was a sudden gust of wind in the room that he shivered, and then he came back to his senses.

"Then, that brother Wen."

"Speak." Wen Shi took a tissue, wiped his fingers that were not stained, and threw the empty thermos back on the coffee table.

Xia Qiao asked as if he had nothing to say, "You said that those Hui Gus were raised by others to steal things, are you coming to our house?"

They are all destitute...

"I saw something, who knows." Wen Shi said.

"Then the other two... just let them go?"

Wen Shi said, "I left something to follow."

There are traces of his spirit on the three Hui Gus, how could they not follow them? At least you have to know who raised it and where it came from.

After a bit of tossing, the two of them fell asleep on the sofa after a while.

This season, the dawn is a little earlier than the middle of winter.

When he was "alive", his sleep was always light when he smelled it, and he opened his eyes when he heard the faint sound of birds.

It didn't feel good to sleep on the sofa. He stood up and stretched his neck. Turning around, he saw that on the living room wall clock, the hour hand was just approaching 5 o'clock.

Suddenly there was the sound of flapping wings by the window, he walked over and received a bird made of folded sheets of paper.

There are incense ashes from the Shen family on the paper

Wei, he was the one who let go out to follow Hui Gu last night.