Chapter 6 Level 2 A incident?
Even if the pure yin power that the ghost controller can absorb with the help of ghosts is not incompatible with the Taoist magic power, it is still far behind.
But a tea egg or a cup of soy milk can be strengthened according to the user's constitution, which made Chen Tianhua pay more attention to it.
"These foods are all-purpose." Xia Tian sighed.
Chen Tianhua's face trembled, but he did not say anything to refute. What he said was very consistent with the effects of these foods.
Xia Ling said: "Why don't we let Buddhists, Confucians and demon control masters try it? If it is really omnipotent, then the value of this shop owner will be even higher." Chen Tianhua nodded: "Let's go back first, this
matter Need to discuss again."
He did not expect that it was just a casual exploration, but the value of the target was far beyond his expectation.
Liu Feng only saw the surface.
In the snack shop, the last lone resentful soul was ground into a cabbage, neither big nor small.
With the ingredients in hand, Song Yu also got busy.
It wasn't until an hour later that he took a break, made a cup of tea, and looked at the alley outside.
The alley is really deep, and you can't see the road outside at a glance.
There are several snack bars, but they all cook different things, and there are two barbecue restaurants.
Except for the storefronts on the first and second floors on both sides, the upper floors are basically residential buildings.
Only the few houses in the depths are like nail-biting houses, which are small buildings with two or three floors.
Including Song Yu's second floor.
"Is it time to come up with a name? Apart from the big slogans like steamed buns and soy milk on the door, the store doesn't even have a serious sign."
Song Yu looked up.
But for a while, he really couldn't think of a good name.
Ligui Snack Bar?
I'm afraid it will be blocked tomorrow if I start today.
Feather snack bar?
It feels so cute.
Half an hour later, Song Yu slapped his thigh.
"Let's call it Song Ji Snack Shop."
Song Yu was quite proud of the name he wasted countless brain cells on, and immediately went out to the advertising shop at the end of the alley.
After some haggling with the boss about the price, Song Yu was about to return to the store.
"Woo... Wu..."
Suddenly, sharp sirens sounded over the alley.
"Why is the air defense siren sounding? The last time the alarm was sounded was when a paranormal incident at Level 2A occurred last year." "That's right,
even if it's not that serious, the alarm will sound, and the lowest level is Level 2. Class C supernatural incident."
"It's broken, go home quickly."
A wave of doubtful and then panicked voices came, leaving Song Yu stunned.
A second-level paranormal incident broke out?
After being stunned for two seconds, he remembered what he had read on the Internet about the consequences of the supernatural incident.
That happened in Jingzhou City. At that time, the special affairs bureaus of Jingzhou City and nearby cities provided full support. That incident was also the most serious loss suffered by Xia Kingdom at the beginning of the strange recovery.
Are there supernatural events of this level in Liangcheng?
Calculating the time, Chen Tianhua and the three of them just went back, right?
After reacting, Song Yu turned around and ran to his own store. Who knows how big the scale of this supernatural incident will be. Only his own store is the safest.
Bang...
A muffled sound came. Song Yu felt his nose was sore and his head was a little dizzy, so he was forced to stop.
He bumped into someone else.
But the last second, it was clear that the area in front of him was empty and there was no one at all.
Song Yu raised his eyes in confusion and looked at the person blocking him. After seeing clearly, his expression changed drastically.
"Grandpa?"
He looked blankly at the stooped old man in front of him, with gray hair, looking at him with a kind smile on his face, he looked so familiar.
The old man is exactly the grandfather he depended on before he traveled through time.
Grandpa also traveled through time?
No, I haven't traveled through time at all. Everything before was just my imagination.
The familiar environment around me is in front of my old house in the countryside.
Song Yu looked at that familiar face, feeling sad in his heart.
After staying in this ghost world for two months, I didn't know anyone. I had to worry about being caught by ghosts every day, and I almost suffered a mental breakdown.
"Grandpa..."
Song Yu's voice was excited and he walked towards the old man.
Seeing this, the old man's smile became more kind.
He slowly stretched out his hand, as if welcoming his grandson's return.
Song Yu walked quickly, his hands swinging unnaturally due to excitement.
When he reached the old man, he suddenly reached out and took out a kitchen knife from under his coat.
Swish...
A bright sword flashed, and the smile on the old man's face stiffened, and then his whole body split open from his neck to his waist.
Lines of black and scarlet mist surrounded the cracked area, seeming to be trying to repair the body.
But the wound made by the kitchen knife didn't seem to want to heal.
And the owner of the kitchen knife didn't want to watch it recover again.
Swish...
After several consecutive stabs, the old man's whole body was broken into pieces, but not a drop of blood could be seen.
The body dissipated, and a mass of mist twisted crazily, emitting a terrifying roar, but it was still unable to condense into shape.
"This ghost thing is really hard to kill. If it were an ordinary weapon, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to hurt it."
Song Yu sighed as he looked at the roaring black mist in front of him.
If he hadn't been smart enough to bring a kitchen knife with him when he went out, he would have suffered a serious consequences.
As he spoke, he took out a spatula and a flour bag.
It's normal for a cook to carry a few kitchen utensils with him.
That's why he didn't carry the blame because it was too conspicuous.
Song Yu took the spatula and patted the black mist in front of him a few times, until it dispersed, then slowly condensed, and his screams became a little weaker.
While filming, he was still cursing.
"You're the only one pretending to be my grandpa?"
"What kind of status do you have that you dare to stand on the same street as me?"
He suspected that if he stayed here and kept taking pictures, after dozens of times, he might be able to take pictures of it and lose his mind. .
But it would do him no good to lose his soul.
Holding the flour bag, he headed towards the black mist.
The screams stopped suddenly, and Song Yu put the dough bag back into his pocket.
He found that as long as he put it in, even if the mouth of the bag was open, the ghost could not escape unless he deliberately poured it out.
Moreover, the feeling this ghost gave me was much more powerful than the resentful spirit.
Maybe it's an evil ghost, that's twenty times the points of a resentful spirit.
This guy pretends to be his grandfather.
That is the person closest to him.
It's just that before the time travel, my grandfather had passed away for more than two years. The sudden coldness of the kitchen knife just now prevented me from falling into crazy thoughts.
While pondering, he was shocked to find that the surroundings still looked like his hometown.
"I would like to thank you for allowing me to see my grandfather and my hometown again. This should be like an illusion, right?" Song Yu muttered
, and could only bite the bullet and walk forward.
Since this ghost is still the same after being collected by him, it means that the key point is not with it.
His vision seemed to be restricted and he could not see very far. After walking for a certain distance, he found that the surrounding environment was blurry and changing.
It seemed that he had crossed a certain boundary, and his surroundings suddenly became clear, but he had no time to appreciate it. He only saw one car, a double-cab pickup truck with some fresh vegetables in the bed.
"Honey, don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Uncle Li from the vegetable shop next door was standing by the car door, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, and said with excitement on his face.
The woman said nothing, nodded and opened her hands.
Uncle Li walked over slowly, also opened his hands and hugged each other.
"Ah..."
Just when the two sides were about to touch, a shrill scream suddenly came out, and the two stepped away at the same time.
Uncle Li took several steps back and fell to the ground. He was stunned when he saw the sudden new changes.
The middle-aged woman, on the other hand, had cracks all over her body, her skin disappeared, and the black mist dispersed, gradually forming a huge ghost shadow more than two meters high. A row of four eyes on her flat head looked with scarlet light. The phantom of the woman in front of it.
The female shadow is exactly the same as before.
"Roar..."
It roared, stretched out its claws, and pounced.
"Honey, run quickly." Uncle Li came to his senses and rushed towards the woman's shadow.
(End of chapter)