I Can Rewind

Chapter 172 Aunt Mei Speaks

Fortunately, the black hard thing on the arm is not too big, and you can't see anything unusual when you put down the sleeves, but it still makes Cheng Jingting angry.

This is the backlash from the destruction of Yangling. Fortunately, your cyan child is not very strong, otherwise his backlash will be even greater.

"I didn't expect to be killed?!" Cheng Jingting put down his sleeves and said to himself, "Could it be that he is also cultivating spirits? Otherwise, how can he explain that this guy is successful every time he detects spirits? Hmm, or he has special means of eliminating spirits. "

But Cheng Jingting was not worried, it was just a dead child, no one could track him down.

He turned his head and looked at a row of earthen pots in the corner. Although there were more than a dozen earthen pots here, there were not many spirits in them, and they were basically "food".

Two more were also children, but not formed at all.

For Cheng Jingting, what he is good at is corpses, but he doesn't have much contact with the real cultivation of spirits, he just understands the methods.

In the past, in the video teaching, the basic methods of raising spirits were basically dictated, so that potential spirit raisers in Huaying Metropolis can experiment with these methods.

Now that the child has been wiped out, and he has suffered backlash, he is in a bad mood.

The girl in pajamas who has been following him has just stayed in the earthen jar vacated by the child for a short time, and she has not been domesticated at all. As long as she is released, she will still think of harming herself at any time.

Boom boom boom...

There was a knock on the door.

Cheng Jingting frowned, stood up and walked to the door, glanced through the cat's eyes, his expression became gloomy.

The knocking on the door continued.

He was about to open the door, but suddenly his eyes rolled, he went back to the house and took a clean disposable paper cup, walked to the row of soil pots, opened a pot, dug out some black slime, and put it in the paper cup.

After putting the paper cups away, the knocking on the door continued intermittently, as if no one opened the door and would keep knocking like this.

At this moment, Cheng Jingting's expression became very natural, and he came to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door was the haggard looking woman in a khaki dress.

Seeing Cheng Jingting open the door, she immediately asked, "My child, have you seen my child?"

Cheng Jingting smiled: "This is the 38th time you have come to ask me, um, I seem to have seen it."

The woman asked the children everywhere in the neighborhood every day, and she had asked everyone tirelessly. But she is very persistent and has been searching almost crazily. Although every time someone else's answer disappoints her, she never thought of giving up.

This time, she didn't expect to get a completely surprising answer from the neighbor. The eyes that had been dull and dull for a long time suddenly lit up at this moment.

"You...you saw my child? Did you see my little Su Jie? Where is he?"

"Come in, I'll tell you if you come in." Cheng Jingting smiled and opened the door a little.

The woman didn't think about anything else, and hurried in.

The door closes.

Cheng Jingting called the young mother to sit down in front of a cloth sofa, and said: "You are tired of looking for children every day. Sit down first, and I will pour you a cup of hot tea."

Turning his back to her, he picked up the cup that had been prepared long ago, filled with black mucus, put some tea in it, poured hot water, and shook the cup a few times.

The black mucus melted quickly after encountering hot water, and the water in the cup became very cloudy. At first glance, it seemed that it was not much different from brewed tea.

Putting the water glass in front of the woman, Cheng Jingting sat down opposite her and said with a smile, "Drink some hot water first, and then I will tell you about how I met little Su Jie."

"Yeah, thank you." The haggard woman picked up the water glass.

The strong tea smell couldn't cover up another peculiar smell in the water, but she was completely out of the cup at the moment, took two breaths, and quickly took a sip.

Cheng Jingting's brows stretched, and he stared at her with a smile...

...

For a week in a row, Yan Junze didn't go out, but just took good care of his body at home.

The first time he turned on the "false spirit body" state, he suffered heavy losses. Although he would not die, all functions of his body seemed to be damaged, especially the blood supply.

Until now, his face is still a little pale.

Yan Junze believes that he, who is a "half-spirit" in the future, will keep his face pale for a long time.

A week later, I found an opportunity to go out, deposited the 200,000 yuan in cash into my account, and then transferred 50,000 yuan to my mother Li Man's account.

The first time you can’t transfer more, otherwise your parents will still be suspicious, and he will transfer a sum of money every once in a while to prove that his source of high income is stable, so you don’t need to worry about them.

After walking around the street for a long time, thinking that he hadn't seen Aunt Mei for a while, Yan Junze bought a lot of incense candles and returned to Fenghua Community.

Along the way, he looked at the joss stick in his hand in a daze, thinking to himself that luckily his staple food was blood, not these joss sticks, otherwise he would hold the joss stick all day long, what kind of experience it would be.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaomo said that there are other spirit raisers in this world who may also be half-souls. Their staple food may exceed my understanding, and it may not be more weird.

When he came to the underground garage, Yan Junze went straight into the pipe room in the southeast corner with a candle in his arms, and shouted, "Aunt Mei, Aunt Mei, I brought you and the strange baby candles."

Whizzing……

Two strange babies rushed out from one of the inner rooms, one of them grabbed Yan Junze's plastic bag filled with incense candles, Yan Junze quickly let go, and the two strange babies dragged the incense candles one after the other and ran to the back room.

After a while, there was the sound of peeling off the plastic paper and chewing.

In the next second, Aunt Mei, who had slender limbs and a bloated body, staggered out of the door of the back room, maintained an amiable smile, and looked at Yan Junze.

"Aunt Mei, how are you doing these days?" Yan Junze asked with a playful smile.

Suddenly, he noticed that the smile on Aunt Mei's face was shrinking, disappearing bit by bit.

Then Aunt Mei stretched out her arm, which became longer and longer. The person did not move, but the arm passed through almost the entire distance of the outer room, and rested on Yan Junze's shoulder.

Yan Junze was taken aback, he didn't dare to move, let alone resist, he just looked at the hand on his shoulder, and then looked at Aunt Mei in surprise.

"you've changed."

The cadaver's lips didn't move, but this was the first time he heard the cadaver speak, as if it echoed directly in his mind.

"You...you can talk?" Yan Junze asked in surprise.

The corpse woman nodded, but her lips still did not move. Her words rang in Yan Junze's mind again: "Spiritual body...dangerous...don't use it."

"Fuck." Yan Junze was stunned, "Aunt Mei, did you see that I have become a 'half-spirit'? Yes, a fake spirit body. I accidentally triggered a fake spirit body a few days ago."

"Don't use it...or else...true spirit." The corpse woman's voice was intermittent, "There is no medicine...to save it."

"So powerful?" Yan Junze was surprised.

The corpse lady's speech was concise and to the point, that is to say, if she used the fake spirit body many times, then Yan Junze would become really weird in the future, and there was no cure for it.

In fact, since the first time the false spirit was triggered, Yan Junze himself had a feeling that as long as he wanted to, in the current state, he could trigger the false spirit again at any time.

But he is also very worried, this thing doesn't seem to be good for him, just like what Zhang Xiaomo said, if it is triggered many times, there will definitely be strong sequelae.

"Aunt Mei, my fake spirit body was planted by the monster of the plastic spirit level you saw last time. Do you have any way to get rid of it?" Yan Junze asked hurriedly.

The corpse woman shook her head, but still said two words: "Neutralization."

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