Chapter 167 Black Gold Powder

But I still have one question, that is, didn’t Song Yushu say that her thoughts were controlled by others? Why is he normal again now? He realizes that he was harmed by that rich and handsome man, and even knows about the parasitic ghost king.

Logically speaking, a brainless woman like her shouldn't know the existence of the Parasitic Ghost King, right?

Song Yushu then told me that a man suddenly found her yesterday, cut off her finger and fed her a drop of blood. Only then did she wake up from her hazy state.

The tall and thin man told her all the truth. Song Yushu was frightened. Knowing that she had been plotted by the rich and handsome man, she begged him to save her.

But the man only left one sentence, asking Song Yushu to come to me. Only I can help her.

I suddenly realized that the tall and thin man who woke up Song Yushu was probably the T-shirt man!

I immediately took out my phone and showed Song Yushu the photo of the man in the T-shirt. Song Yushu immediately recognized that the man in the T-shirt was the man who saved her yesterday.

I smiled, and at the same time a warm current surged in my heart. It must have been the last time I called the man in the T-shirt. The man in the T-shirt was worried about my safety, so he came all the way here.

But now that he's here, why didn't he say hello to me and leave? Where did he go?

I immediately told Song Yushu not to worry, and then quickly called the T-shirt man. The T-shirt man must know how to conquer this bronze mirror.

Unexpectedly, the ringtone of the man in the T-shirt's cell phone rang in the corridor outside the room.

I was shocked and immediately ran up to open the door.

After the door was opened, I saw the man in a T-shirt carrying a woman on his shoulders and walking in with a stern expression. When he saw me, he nodded to me.

I'm very confused, who is this guy wearing a T-shirt on?

So I immediately opened the door, and the man in the T-shirt threw the woman on his shoulders on the sofa. Only then did I realize that this person was Ms. Song.

what happened? Isn’t Ms. Song dead? So what's going on with Ms. Song?

The situations of Ms. Song and Song Yushu are very similar. They are both unkempt and ragged, looking like beggars. But there were no wounds on his body, and he looked like he was asleep, lying peacefully on the sofa.

After Song Yushu saw Ms. Song, she burst into tears, rushed forward and hugged Ms. Song, shouting that she was sorry.

The man in the T-shirt signaled Li Mazi and I to pull Song Yushu away, but Song Yushu was still in pain, and she looked so regretful that her intestines were blue.

I quickly asked the man in the T-shirt, what is going on with Ms. Song? Wasn't she already skinned and burned?

The man in the T-shirt shook his head and told me that Ms. Song was not actually dead, but was imprisoned in the basement by the other party.

"Then who is the dead person?"

"Just a beggar on the street." The man in the T-shirt said: "That was used by the other party to confuse our sight, making us mistakenly think that Ms. Song is dead."

"Huh?" I was confused: "Didn't you say that you can only make a parasitic ghost king by torturing your closest relatives to death, and then extracting the souls? Ms. Song is still alive, how can you become a parasitic ghost king?"

The man in the T-shirt stretched out two white fingers, opened Ms. Song's eyelids, and sneered: "See if her soul is still there."

I glanced at Ms. Song's eyes and was immediately shocked. Ms. Song's pupils were actually gourd-shaped, and seemed to be split in two. This was clearly a soulless state.

I looked at the man in the t-shirt in disbelief. The man in the t-shirt explained to us: "Only by extracting the soul and ensuring that the body does not rot can we become the most powerful parasitic ghost king! The beggar who was killed was just to protect Ms. Song. His flesh does not decay.”

I suddenly understood that a person cannot live without a soul. Could it be that the other party pressed the beggar’s soul into Ms. Song’s body?

This idea shocked me into a cold sweat, but looking at the look in the T-shirt man's eyes, I knew that my ridiculous-sounding explanation was correct.

"Damn it." Li Mazi's sympathy overflowed: "He risked three lives for a mere ghost king. That bastard is really brave! How come the beggar didn't turn into a vicious ghost after being skinned and then burned? Fuck him."

"The beggar was not burned. He was soaked in sulfuric acid, which corroded his body. He also used a special soul-trapping technique to capture his soul..." the man in the T-shirt said.

Li Mazi and I sighed for a while.

I quickly asked the man in the T-shirt what his next plan was.

The man in the T-shirt glanced at Song Yushu: "Next, I need Miss Song to fully cooperate with me."

Song Yushu immediately said that she would do anything for her sister.

The man in the T-shirt nodded, and then asked me to help Ms. Song into the bedroom first. When I came out, I found the man in the T-shirt holding a bronze mirror and looking at it carefully.

I frowned and asked the man in the T-shirt if he recognized this bronze mirror and what its origin was.

The man in the T-shirt said thoughtfully: "I can't be sure yet."

After that, he motioned to Song Yushu to take off all her tops.

Song Yushu seemed to have long been accustomed to being naked in front of men, and she took off her clothes without hesitation. The man in the T-shirt took a bronze mirror and looked at the face on Song Yushu's back. At the same time, he bit his own finger and muttered something. Finally, he used his own blood to draw along the face reflected in the mirror. The outline of a face.

Something weird happened. Song Yushu suddenly started twitching all over, as if she was having epilepsy. I looked at Song Yushu worriedly, for fear that she would die from the torture.

After a moment, Song Yushu slowly turned around, and two lines of hot tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes: "Man, there is no good thing!"

She gritted her teeth and spoke word by word.

Judging from this tone, it was clearly Ms. Song's.

Could it be that the man in the T-shirt forced Ms. Song’s soul out?

I looked at Song Yushu tremblingly, not knowing who the person in front of me was.

The man in the T-shirt said: "Tell me your birthday and horoscope."

"Hmph, even if I'm out of my mind, I won't let your conspiracy succeed!" Ms. Song snorted coldly.

The man in the T-shirt frowned slightly: "Stubborn, I'm here to save you..."

I quickly walked up and said, "Ms. Song, we are really here to save you. Even if you don't care about your own safety, you have to think about your sister, right? If you don't cooperate with us, you and your sister will be killed." If you become a parasitic ghost king, it will be so harmful to the world that you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated."

After all, blood is thicker than water, so Ms. Song agreed after being silent for a while. She even said that as long as her sister could live in peace, it didn't matter to her.

The man in the T-shirt said calmly: "Don't worry! I'm here, and nothing will happen to you."

Ms. Song provided us with her birth date, which was June 22, 1990.

Seeing the birth date, the man in the T-shirt changed his expression on the spot, then took a breath and stared at Ms. Song.

In my impression, there are always only two expressions on the face of the man in the T-shirt, either silly or cute, or 'This page cannot be displayed' written all over it.

Now that he had changed his face, I knew that there must be a big problem with Ms. Song's birth date, so I quickly asked the man in the T-shirt what was wrong?

The man in the T-shirt said: "I seem to know the origin of this bronze mirror! The reason why that person wanted to make the Song sisters into parasitic ghost kings was actually to replace the thousand-year-old soul in the bronze mirror..."

I also want to ask who is that thousand-year-old soul?

But the man in the T-shirt waved his hand and said, "Let's solve the current problem first."

After saying that, the man in the T-shirt took a sip of water and sprayed it towards the bronze mirror. The face painted with blood on the bronze mirror disappeared immediately, and Song Yushu also closed her eyes and fell directly on the sofa.

But she woke up soon, with tears streaming down her face, pulling her hair, and shouting sadly: "Sister, I'm sorry for you!".

It is estimated that Ms. Song's remarks just now moved Song Yushu.

The man in the T-shirt said to me: "Zhang Jiulin, go to the market and buy some black gold powder. I want to use it."

"Black gold powder?" This was the first time I heard this term, so I was a little at a loss.

The man in the T-shirt hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a small book and wrote an address and a series of phone numbers on it, asking me to contact the person on the phone directly to buy black gold powder.

I didn’t ask any questions and went directly.

Following the address provided to me by the T-shirt man, I actually found a flea market near Panjiayuan. In the innermost corner of the flea market, I found a seller of black gold powder.

When I saw him, I was dumbfounded. Isn't this the same old man who exchanged his life with a mouse when Li Mazi and I were dealing with the golden flower quilt? The man in the T-shirt actually asked me to find him.

Anyway, I was quite shocked when I saw him again, and I didn't recover for a long time.

He was not too surprised when he saw me, as if he had known I would come.

Not much to say here. Knowing that it was the man in the T-shirt who asked me to come, the old man quickly took me to get the black gold powder.

When I saw the manufacturing process of black gold powder, I almost vomited on the spot. The so-called black gold powder is actually a powder made by mixing some black gold powder with the human pelvis and crushing it.

The old man seemed to think I was not disgusting enough, so he explained to me specifically: "This black gold powder is not easy to come by. The gold powder needed must be taken out from the body of a dead person. The pelvis needed must also be a human who committed suicide." pelvis……"

I took the black gold powder and hurriedly went back to find the man in the T-shirt to report. Being with this old man, I was completely panicked.