The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

But the thing was not big, and it was ethereal, and the surrounding area was dark at this time. After all, Song Yun was only a monk, and his night vision ability was limited, so it was completely useless in such a scene. A small piece of illusory shadow disappeared from the bar in an instant, and then it was completely invisible where it went.

He could only vaguely feel that he was coming towards him.

The distance between the bar and him was at most five meters. After the thing disappeared, it didn’t move fast, it even seemed to be wandering, and it was very faint. Even in such a short distance, Song Yun concentrated on paying attention to it. The feeling is still intermittent and fuzzy.

So Song Yun closed his eyes and formed a seal, and rubbed his finger on his forehead, the sky eyes opened.

Such a short distance, and there is no shelter around. In this case, ordinary monsters and evil things should be invisible under the eyes of the sky, but this time it is very strange. Even if the eyes of the sky are opened, Song Yun saw Turning around, apart from Yin Huai's mighty spirit who looked like a white glow, he couldn't see anything strange in front of him.

Song Yun was a little self-doubting, and felt that he might have felt wrong just now, and this little thing might just swayed away from him when he saw Yin Huai running away in a hurry.

He was thinking like this, hesitating whether he should stop and remove the seal on his hand, but at this moment, a vague shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air in what the sky eye saw, and it was right in front of him.

Just in the blink of an eye, the shadow suddenly jumped upwards, shooting straight at his face like a bullet.

Song Yun was taken aback, but the distance between the shadow and him was only a size. It was almost impossible to change fingering techniques and form a barrier in such a short distance. Only the subconscious muscle reaction worked instantly, within milliseconds Let him bend over and raise his arms in front of him.

Then he was grabbed by the waist and pulled directly aside.

This person's reaction may be a little faster than a bullet. Song Yun bumped his back into his arms, feeling his brain shaking.

However, he didn't have much thought to pay attention to his brain at this time. At this time, all his focus was on the thing in front of him-in less than a second, the shadow grew a hundred times as if it exploded. In the field of vision, this huge thing didn't take shape. One by one, a thin arm escaped sideways from the main body like a pool of rotten flesh. The countless feet-long openings on the body were randomly distributed in random places, and the mouth was full of fangs. .

Just like birds, fish, insects, and animals are different, different evils also have different characteristics to distinguish them, but the appearance of this monster in front of him is very atypical, it looks like a pool of rotten meat.

Accompanied by the strong evil and resentment and the visual stench that was approaching the door, Song Yun felt that what this thing could arouse was not fear, but nausea.

But it's too late to say anything now, the thing is close at hand, and its thousands of teeth and claws are coming towards him,

Song Yun frowned, subconsciously held his breath, and unconsciously leaned back.

But in this posture, no matter how far he goes, he will lean into Yin Huai's arms.

Yin Huaijue leaned back from the person in front of him, and a smug smirk appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, he grasped the hand hanging by his side in vain, and a barrier suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the mid-air, which could be separated by a gap in front of Song Yun's nose.

Afterwards, the barrier quickly closed, as if a huge net had bound the monster inside—and then flung it to the ground.

Song Yun only heard a strange cry, and the thing that was still baring its teeth and claws in front of the two of them just now shattered into countless pieces in the barrier like shattered glass.

Now Song Yun can see clearly that apart from the soaring resentment in the enchantment, the remaining fragments are all human souls.Men, women, old and young, faces with dull and blurred expressions squeezed into the narrow barrier.

Song Yun unconsciously took a deep breath—this monster was not an unknown pile of rotten meat, but the result of countless souls being forcibly refined together.

After the soul is separated, it can take up to seven days to take shape. Although the facial features have been blurred, the human form is still there, which is obviously still fresh.

It is difficult to enter reincarnation with incomplete souls. Looking at the number of souls in the enchantment, there are eighty if not one hundred. With so many souls, I don’t know how many people will be wandering into the world as lonely ghosts. It's a bit too presumptuous to cross the line.

Just now he was flustered, Song Yun only felt that something was wrong in his mind, now looking at the countless shattered souls in the enchantment, he finally understood what was wrong - this is a nested puppet technique, the mouse is a puppet , with an imperceptible remnant soul; remnant soul is also a puppet, stuffed inside is the monster forged with resentment, double nesting to cover up the evil spirit inside.

The mouse is a living creature, it is easy to suppress it through the curse seal, and the residual soul is ethereal, even if it is close up, it is difficult to detect it. At this time, if that monster suddenly appears, even if it is not a powerful character, few people can suddenly Respond to save yourself from harm.

And after the monster is revealed, the suppression of the surrounding curse seals will soon make this patchwork and forcibly refined monster disperse into countless remnants, and then dissipate without leaving a trace.

Now he can roughly understand why the scene is so clean.

Yin Huai stretched out his hand to retract the barrier on the ground, and then let go of the arm around Song Yun's waist.

Only then did Song Yun realize that his back was still in his arms.

"..." He cleared his throat, and hurriedly took a step to the side calmly, opening the distance between the two of them.

Yin Huai twitched the corner of his lips, turned around and looked at the stunned wall of people not far away: "Is there anything else you want me to see?"

Hearing his words, the group of people seemed to wake up from a dream. There was a commotion in the crowd, and a middle-aged man who looked like a leader came out from behind: "No, no, sir...I'm really sorry for calling you out in the middle of the night ,but I……"

Yin Huai didn't pay attention to what he said at all, pursed his lips and waved his hands impatiently: "Take me to the scene for a walk."

"—Yes," the man paused, then immediately nodded and walked up: "My lord, please—"

Yin Huai had seen all kinds of courteous scenes so many times, and this time he didn't want to pay attention, so he turned around and hooked Song Yun's shoulders and led him over again, and smiled casually at him, "Go for a walk first, and then go home. "

The scene was as clean as the previous ones, just saw the puppet like a car bomb with their own eyes, and both of them had roughly figured out what was going on, and after only walking around the scene, Yin Huai took Song Yun to the elevator.

Of course, there were only the two of them in the elevator car. Song Yun had nothing to say: "Puppet art...isn't it very common now? Is there anyone still practicing it?"

If he remembers correctly, the practice of using human souls to refine puppets is sinister and evil. It was classified as a forbidden technique hundreds of years ago. Several major families have worked together to suppress the ban and wipe it out for hundreds of years. Now the puppet lineage should have disappeared long ago. That's right.

Yin Huai casually smiled: "In theory, there should be no one left."

The two of them went back to the 13F office as they talked. The seals on the ground were still there. Yin Huai stepped in and stretched out his hand to Song Yun. He smiled lightly: "Come here, let's go back and talk about the details."

The blue-purple printing light cast a hazy light on the room, reflecting Yin Huai's eyes lustrously and touchingly.

Song Yun's throat rolled up and down, and his heartbeat started to speed up again unconsciously.

He hurriedly lowered his eyes to avoid Yin Huai's gaze, cleared his throat nervously, and walked in.

The scene in front of him blurred rapidly, and became clear again after a few seconds. At this time, the two of them were already in Song Yun's bedroom again.

As soon as Yin Huai let go of his arms around his waist, Song Yun quickly got out and stood aside.

Yin Huai glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at him and said softly, "This puppetry is not for humans."

"?" Song Yun was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"That means," Yin Huai said, patting the seat beside him: "This is something from another world."

Song Yun had no choice but to sit in the past.

Yin Huai glanced at him, turned his hand and suddenly took out a bead, inside was the sealed remnant soul, piled one upon another inside, it looked like a mica screen.

Yin Huai said unhurriedly: "77 Dao Po, I don't know any monk who can refine it at one time, even if they find so many, it will be difficult for them."

"Other world" refers to the two worlds of demons and ghosts other than the human world, and there is a specialization in the art industry, so it is obvious that you have to ask the Nether Ghost Division for things like seducing souls and souls.

But due to the separation of yin and yang, ordinary monks can't directly enter the netherworld, and ghosts can't often come to the underworld. The agency I contacted, the ghost messenger only appeared once every three to five days at most.

Song Yun thought for a while and asked, "The ghost officer seems to have just come here not long ago... Do you need to tell the General Administration to send someone over as soon as possible?"

"No way," Yin Huai spread out his palm and let the bead roll around by itself: "I'll go there, these things can't stay in Yangjian, they can't stay in my hand all the time."

As he said, he held the bead, and when he let go of his fingers, the bead had disappeared: "Furthermore, that puppet today dared to come here after seeing it. Undisciplined."

After Yin Huai finished speaking, he looked up at Song Yun and smiled, "Give me your hand."

Song Yun was taken aback, and responded with a blink of an eye: "Me?"

"if not?"

The person in front of him smiled gently and patiently, and the palms that were open to him stopped firmly in mid-air, as if they would stop there forever if they couldn't hold his hand.

Song Yun hesitated twice in his heart, and finally passed his hand obediently.

Yin Huai held his hand, and squeezed his other hand on his wrist.

Song Yun only felt a burst of warm and powerful spiritual cultivation, and then he saw a white mark on his wrist after Yin Huai moved his palm away.

Yin Huai stood up, straightened his clothes slowly, and said in a low voice, "Recently, I've been restless. Going back and forth to another world will take at least a day, and you should pay more attention."

Song Yun nodded quickly, then got up and prepared to watch the adult leave.

Yin Huai took a step out, stopped in his footsteps, and then backed away.

"What?" Song Yun blinked in doubt.

Yin Huai smiled slightly, bent over and pressed it against Song Yun's ear, and said softly: "If you get hurt, my heart will be dear."

When he spoke, his voice was deliberately lowered, with a smile in his voice.

As the warm air brushed behind his ears, Song Yun felt his heart tighten instantly, and his mind went blank.