Chapter 1603 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 13
The tattered outer garment slipped off her shoulders, revealing her worn-out inner garment.
If she pulled any further down, Song Jinhuan couldn't pull anymore.
Upon closer inspection, the man's hand was gripping the seam of his shirt tightly at his chest, refusing to budge an inch.
"Let me help you change your clothes," Song Jinhuan explained, pointing to the clothes on the table.
Unexpectedly, the other person turned their face away and grabbed the clothes even harder.
His face revealed a stubborn determination to never submit.
Song Jinhuan also got angry, put her hands on her hips, and was about to speak properly.
As soon as he let go, the other person's stiff body suddenly became incredibly agile, and in the blink of an eye, he darted to the corner of the room and pressed himself against the wall.
Its back faces outwards.
Song Jinhuan had no doubt that if his joints were flexible, the other party would definitely squat down and huddle together.
"Old Yu, I just want to give you some clean clothes, understand?"
She leaned closer, instinctively standing on tiptoe, blinking her eyes, trying to show her innocence in order to gain the other person's trust.
Bald Old Yu refused to make eye contact and turned the back of his head toward her.
Then, you could see the girl, who was half a head shorter than the man, bouncing to the left and then to the right behind him.
The man pressed his forehead against the gap between the two walls, slowly and firmly covering his ears with his hands, not giving Song Jinhuan any chance to take liberties with him.
As expected of an ancient relic, it's incredibly conservative!
She's just a corpse without a heartbeat or breath, what kind of crazy thing could she possibly do?
Song Jinhuan inwardly grumbled and chose to give up.
Ignore him.
He went around to the back of the screen, took off his clothes, and took a bath.
The poor man in the corner, upon hearing the noise behind him, became even more afraid to move after his already slow-moving brain realized what was happening.
The figure looked helpless and pitiful from behind.
Song Jinhuan climbed out of the bathtub feeling refreshed and changed into a light green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a pale yellow long shirt.
The two colors overlap, creating a vibrant scene.
She picked up the copper coin sword hanging on the wall and said to the corner, "I'm going out for a bit, don't go out."
She thought about it and was still worried.
He pulled out a long belt from among the clothes he had changed out of.
Holding one side with one hand, he moved behind the other person.
With both hands exerting force simultaneously, the rope swung and swung, passing over the man's head and landing on his chest.
Song Jinhuan quickly tied the person up securely.
Throughout the process, the old antique was exceptionally cooperative, which was very satisfying.
In the study, Song Yuande, Cheng Yong'an, and Ma Liangcheng were all present.
“In Pingchang County, some people have been corrupted by evil spirits, completely losing their self-awareness and becoming puppets of slaughter.” Upon hearing Song Yuande’s words, his two disciples, Cheng and Ma, nodded in deep agreement.
Cheng Yong'an said with great concern, "They are no different from ordinary people during the day, but as soon as midnight passes, it's as if they are summoned by something, gather together, break into other people's homes, and wantonly destroy things."
If they encounter a living person, they will swarm around them and devour them.
Ma Liangcheng added, "More and more people are being invaded by evil spirits, and a lot of Taoist priests have come to Pingchang County one after another. We were just sitting together a couple of days ago discussing countermeasures!"
Song Jinhuan listened quietly, recalling her discovery with Zhang Qiao'er, "Father, I encountered demonic energy in Meixian."
"Demonic energy?" Song Yuande frowned. Evil is a form of demon after it has advanced.
"Huanhuan, come out with me for a bit."
Song Jinhuan nodded, then turned to instruct, "Senior brothers, Lao Yu is in my room, please keep an eye on him for me."
That evening, the Taoist priests in Pingchang County gathered together at Song Yuande's urgent summons.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com