C136 ghost boy

Meng Ke raised the statue and chanted an incantation. Suddenly, she angrily glared and shouted "Tai".

In an instant, the room was more than 300 square meters wide, and the sound of a ferocious beast's roar came from the statue.

When the infant spirit heard the sound coming from the statue, it actually stopped crying and curled up inside the iron chest.

Meng Ke's face appeared to be even more calm, as she coldly shouted:

"Flying tigers descend from the sky." Flying tigers descend from the sky.

In an instant, the sound of a fierce tiger's roar slowly entered his ears. On the white wall of the house, the figure of a tiger appeared. After a series of roars, the tiger's mouth seemed to have the body of a baby in it.

He then opened his mouth and spat out some black blood from the wall. A fishy stench spread throughout the room.

The baby was gone.

Seeing that, Meng Ke suddenly closed her eyes, and gave the order: Return!

The voice of a tiger gradually curled up and disappeared on top of the white wall.

In that moment, the extremely dense Yin Qi that was emanating from the house earlier disappeared as well. Meng Ke kept the sculpture and extended his hand to ask us for money.

"50 thousand, the price we agreed upon."

I wiped the blood off my head and looked at the bottom of the cabinet. Some infant spirit had already disappeared from the bottom of the cabinet, leaving behind a lump of black flesh and blood.

The statue in his hand was real.

I said that I would naturally give the money, but could you let me see the statue in my hands? That should be the supernatural sculpture, right?

Meng Ke replied:

"You are the descendant of the supernatural sculpture, could you not tell what kind of supernatural sculpture you are?"

Her words are obviously a test for me, which means that the successor of the supernatural sculpture must be able to recognize all the statues.

There were thousands of different types of supernatural sculpture, and it might not even be completely researched in his entire life.

However, the statue in Meng Ke's hands was an exception. The supernatural sculpture had a special beast image other than the normal thirty-six small appearances.

However, these kinds of statues were usually used to behead Yin and exterminate ghosts. It was impossible to use these statues unless they were from a sect.

Previously, the red bearded fire dragon in Sun Yangjun's hands belonged to this type, and Meng Ke probably had another.

I asked tentatively,

"The one you're holding is the Suspending White Tiger, right?"

Meng Ke did not say anything and just sneered, saying that she had good eyesight, no one could create this kind of sculpture right now.

I nodded my head. What she said was true, the creation of the divine beast's image was complicated and its patterns were fine. Moreover, if it wasn't for the high level of cultivation of a supernatural sculpture craftsman, it would be very difficult to draw souls or enlighten this kind of statue.

All in all, if I were to make such a statue, I wouldn't be able to do it for the time being.

I asked Meng Ke where she came from, but she only gave me a cold look, telling me not to worry about such trivial matters, and snorted disdainfully:

"I think that the mess here is enough for you guys to clean up. The one who took care of you all was Xiangxi, and he even used his Xiangxi secret technique. It seems that the people you guys have offended have quite the background."

When I heard this, I was shocked. Wasn't the infant's body just now supposed to be a infant spirit?

Meng Ke looked at us with disdain and said, "We are all s and we can't even see this much of a difference. I think it's better for you all to go back and nurse your children."

Hearing her words, I felt a little embarrassed.

The most important thing is that there are many specializations in the art of cultivation. I work as a supernatural sculpture, not as a Soul Suppressor, so I don't have many interactions with this kind of secretary. I have only heard of some of the better ones, but I have never seen any before.

Meng Ke wasn't impatient, and explained to me coldly:

"The infant spirit that was about to take human form was lost by human beings. It was just a step away from becoming an adult, yet it died in person. It became the soul of the dead and became with resentment. However, the ghost boy is very different."

Meng Ke did an analysis and compared to it, the ghost boy was manufactured by the Houtian realm.

Most of them were boys at the age of two or three.

After being killed by someone using the Xiangxi technique, he sealed the seven orifices with a talisman to prevent the Soul from flowing out and kept it in a liquid.

Through some special methods, he practiced Soul s and then used them to kill other people.

The Soul on ghost boy could not be extracted, so it was extremely painful, hence the resentment was huge.

Furthermore, it had the body of an infant, which meant that the heavens were blessed. As long as the heavenly fire did not burn, and the heavenly thunder did not hack, no one could deal with it, other than the most powerful mages.

Then I don't understand why the ghost boy in the glass jar would bring a placenta when both of them are two or three years old male children.

Meng Ke glanced at the jar filled with formalin and sneered, saying that this was the power of the group of people who wanted to harm me.

If ghost boy was a two or three year old child, his sky would have been closed, and the spirit energy around his body wasn't as strong.

As for the infant inside the mother's womb, before the primal chaos began, Yin and Yang were present in the baby's body. At this time, the spirit energy was the greatest and the ghost boy that was formed was also the strongest.

"But how does the baby practice in the mother's womb? Can it be that we have to abort the baby first? This is a bit cruel."

Meng Ke said that the thing I'm talking about can't be considered cruel. ghost boy of this level must be taken out alive.

First, he found a pregnant woman and took out the baby from her stomach along with the placenta. Then, he directly threw the baby into the liquid and used the Xiangxi technique to kill the baby.

"This method produces the heaviest amount of ghost boy Yin Qi, but after every slash, the pregnant woman's life would be lost, and this method is extremely cruel. Even after I have been in the Soul Suppressor for so many years, I have not seen anyone do anything."

After I finished listening, I couldn't help but get goosebumps. All of a sudden, I remembered what happened at Howe Court Apartments.

When we were inside the house, Zhang Tiangang had also mentioned to me that there was ghost boy in the house.

These two matters couldn't be colluded together again, right?

Feng Si had once told me that you mustn't ever touch again the matters of the Howe Court Apartments, otherwise, even I would get into trouble.

Could it be that the group of people behind Yao Boqing had started to take revenge on Zhang Tiangang and me?

Thinking about that, my heart couldn't help but to turn cold, I turned to look at Zhang Tiangang, only to realize that Zhang Tian Gang's lips were already pitch black, and was lying on the ground motionlessly.

The part on his arm where the cat had bit him was already festering. Seeing that it was not good, I hurriedly looked at Meng Ke.

"Don't worry about anything else for now, help me take him to the hospital to have a look."

Meng Ke leisurely looked at the wound on Zhang Tiangang's hand, and let out a cold laugh.

"doesn't like the black cat Gu."