The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

Song Yun seriously suspects that he is now allergic to Yin Huai.

In addition to being uncomfortable, since Yi Yang mentioned him just now, that person has dominated his mind for more than ten minutes, and at the same time, his messy nicknames are accompanying him like a shadow.

It made him flustered and greatly affected his work efficiency.

For example, just now, the talisman paper actually cut off his spiritual consciousness halfway because of his unsteady mind, and now he has to start all over again.

This kind of low-level mistake is really shameful and humiliating to Song Yun. Fortunately, there are no other people nearby, otherwise he would have to throw himself into the lake to apologize to his master.

"..." Song Yun took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, then tried to clear his mind, and pushed a piece of talisman paper towards the surface of the water again.

Lan Yingying's printing light slowly brushed across the water, and Song Yun closed his eyes to perceive it carefully.

After a while, he opened his eyes, walked to the shade behind the reservoir and drew an edict.

This reservoir is very clean, the bottom of the water is clear, and there is almost no evil karma. As long as the back road is sealed to prevent the newly dead souls who have just come out of the Yin Ming Division from escaping, there is nothing else to do.

After making a circle around the reservoir, after making sure that there was nothing missing, Song Yun returned the same way, and then saw a small group of Yiyang squatting on the side of the mountain road.

Yi Yang was originally thin and small, so squatting like this is more like a kitten. Song Yun laughed, walked up and kicked his heels lightly, and joked: "What are you doing? Blocking the way?"

Yi Yang looked back at him, moved away and said a little aggrieved: "Draw a curse."

Song Yun lowered his head and looked, what Yi Yang drew on the ground was a very common spirit-seeking talisman, which was indeed used to hunt for ghosts and demons, but such spells were mostly used when catching ghosts in the yin house. Put one in the house, and the evil spirits will have nowhere to hide within the range of the curse seal, and they can be caught immediately.

But it is really inconvenient to use it on the mountain. Not only is the range small, but more importantly, the mountain is open. Unlike the ghosts in the house, there is nowhere to escape. The ghosts are very sensitive to spells. Once a spell is cast, it will definitely spread to the side. Run wherever you go, now there are ways out all over the mountains and plains, they can't wait to run ten meters within one meter of the curse array, the most likely thing in the end is to catch up with a lap and finally return to the starting point when there is something evil in the mountains Few, but not one to be seen.

And maybe they will be played by them as fools on the way.

Song Yun coughed: "You... I'm afraid it won't work very well if you use it here."

Yi Yang was at a loss when he heard him say this: "I... I usually ward off ghosts, and I seldom use spells. This is the only one I can think of at the moment..."

"It's not your problem." Song Yun pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and broke off a hard branch from the nearby tree, and then squatted down.

Because he also thought that patrolling the mountain was a physical activity.

Until I saw Yin Huai's way of answering questions that could be called open.

Song Yun thought about the object-finding spell array that Yin Huai used in Anping before, slightly changed it and drew it on the ground.

Although Yi Yang next to him is not proficient in spells, he can still recognize the basics. Right now, Song Yun's drawing of the fangs and claws is beyond his expectations. Originally, he thought that a nobleman like Song Yun would draw The curse arrays that come out will be as neat and orderly as the printed ones, but I didn't expect...

"... Will this curse array really work if it's drawn like this?" Yi Yang looked at the long and short "claws" that broke through the outer circle of the curse seal, and asked in a low voice while frowning.

"Cough," Song Yun also felt that this style of painting was not suitable for him, but Yin Huai's curse seal was the most practical one he had ever seen.

He was drawing a formation under his hands, and was thinking about how to explain to the child next to him, when suddenly a white light flashed in his mind, and Song Yun asked, "Do I know more than you?"

Yi Yang was stunned for a moment, and replied somewhat stammeringly: "Yes..."

In fact, Song Yun was stunned for a moment when he realized what he was talking about. He didn't even know why he said those words.

At the same time, the temperature on his face began to rise rapidly, causing his heart to fidget.

Song Yun quickly finished the remaining two strokes, and then made seals on his hands. The curse array on the ground flickered with spiritual power for a moment, and then, it seemed that there was a wind blowing in the mountains, and the surrounding vegetation made rustling sounds. The green grass on the hillside falls regularly, like the waves of wheat in autumn.

The curse seal seemed to be echoed by mountains, Yi Yang couldn't help being startled, and turned his head to look at Song Yun next to him in disbelief.

"Cough," Song Yun cleared his throat and tried to make up for it: "Actually, I learned this too..."

After he finished speaking, he paused, then added embarrassingly: "This curse... the way is relatively wild, children should not learn it indiscriminately."

Yi Yang half understood, but still looked at him with incomparably reverent eyes and nodded.

In fact, Song Yun also added a little ground binding technique to the spell array, so after the fluorescent light on the seal array dimmed, all the evil spirits in the mountains around the reservoir not only appeared, but were also entangled by tree roots and grass leaves.

There were mostly wild ghosts in the mountains, and there were a few small spirits. Song Yun simply used a spell to gather them all in one place.

"What an offense, but it will be the Qingming festival soon, and you are still breaking the contract here, so you can only suffer a little grievance in these three days." Looking at Yi Yang next to him, he said, "You said you are the one who wards off ghosts, so you can take care of this?"

"No problem." Yi Yang nodded as he spoke, then turned to face the evil spirits not far away and said, "From today onwards, for the next three days, Zi Chou will be here for two hours every night, and none of you will be here." No less."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Song Yun again: "Okay."

"??" Song Yun blinked twice: "This is the end? Don't you want to curse or something? Just these two sentences?"

Yi Yang nodded in embarrassment: "Because I'm a Dasha, they dare not be disobedient, so it's fine to talk about it, no spells are needed..."

Looking at Song Yun's unbelievable eyes, Yi Yang asked in a low voice with some guilt: "Brother Song Yun... Is my practice very substandard?"

"No, no," Song Yun quickly shook his head: "There is no standard for this matter, as long as it works, as long as it works."

As he spoke, he glanced up at the kid not far away who was standing obediently without using a spell, and felt that he might have been photographed on the beach by this kid.

Although the two were very efficient, after all, they searched all over the reservoir and made sure that there were no other problems, and it took nearly three hours to wait for the two old detectives to check the post. , it's almost already around 10:30, and the ion time is less than half an hour.

Those of them in the outer circle will need to accompany the sacrificial team to escort them all the way. The ghosts cleared the way from the reservoir, so they simply waited here.

A group of people were sitting next to the reservoir. Not long after, they suddenly heard clappers beating in mid-air. White paper money like broken silver came from nowhere and fell on the water, causing ripples in the center of the reservoir.At the same time, a chill quickly spread around the surroundings. Although it was spring, the mountain suddenly became as cold and dewy as late autumn, and even some vague white breaths could be seen between breaths.

Song Yun sniffed and stared carefully at the water surface, there was no ice.

The greater the official position of Huangquan Guisi, the greater the appearance and ostentation, and the heavier the chill brought from Huangquan.He vaguely remembered that when he was young, there was a ghost secretary visiting the old patriarch in the aristocratic family, and the [-] steps below the ancestral hall were covered with frost and snow. Now that he thinks about it, it should be a very big official position.

When Song Yun was thinking about the official position, the paper money in the reservoir moved—first gathered in one place, and then the water surface in that place fluctuated a few times suddenly, and a deep vortex appeared, and the vortex grew bigger and bigger, and finally The opening was several feet wide, and the huge black hole in the middle sucked in all the paper money on the water.

To be honest, Song Yun has never seen the grand occasion of ghosts leading so many ghosts to go out in line. He was still very interested. white figure.

Guisi walked out of the water step by step as if stepping on a staircase, then stood still on the water surface, turned his face to look at them, and nodded.

Guisi's face was pale, and only two eyes were as black as black holes. Although he couldn't see the eyes, he could feel the bone-chilling chill inside like the spring water inside, so a group of people suddenly became more efficient than ever. Hurriedly got up and formed two teams, waiting on the banks on both sides of the reservoir, waiting for the new dead soul to come out and start escorting.

Seeing them line up, Gui Si waved his hand aside, and suddenly a soul-inducing banner appeared in his hand.

The two ghosts held the soul-inducing flags on the left and the right, and they took a step forward together. The soul-inducing bells under the soul-inducing banners collided with each other with the steps of the ghosts, making a slight crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yun saw two rows of new dead souls slowly emerging from the water following Guisi.

The new dead souls who can come out to enjoy sacrifices during the Qingming Festival are all people who have passed their lifespan and died normally, so their faces are relatively peaceful. In addition, they have not passed away for a long time, and their faces are closer to those of living people. At most, their faces are pale. But it's not quite a bruise.So even if there are seven NO.80 people in these two rows, it doesn't look more sinister than the previous two ghosts.

The task of their escorts is to follow the two rows of new dead souls, and ensure to the greatest extent that their immediate boss's statement in the morning meeting that "no one is missing" can be fulfilled.

Guisi walked very slowly, stopping every step, so Song Yun and the others also walked very slowly.The evil spirits gathered by Song Yun just now were at the foot of the mountain not far away. When Song Yun came close, he subconsciously glanced there, and found that those little ghosts were still standing upright, looking at the two men seriously and seriously. Team new dead souls.