Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 208 Picking up a primary school bully (25)

The hands of the soul body are always cold, Xie Manhan has never touched the hands of the soul body, but this is the first time holding hands like this,

It should be... holding hands.

Xie Manghan glanced at the hands they held together with some uncertainty, and paused for a moment.

He forced himself to expel the messy thoughts from his mind.

One is that it is inappropriate, and the other is because—the other party may have grabbed his hand just out of fear, and it's better not to think about it.

After all, they had been in the same class together before they were alive, so it's normal for them to be closer.

Thinking of this, in order to let Qingzhou feel the protective power of the male classmate, Xie Manghan calmly shook his hand back, the warmth of his palm was in stark contrast to her coldness.

Qing Zhou: "..."

She glanced at Xie Manhan's side face, although it turned out that what she wanted was right, but she always felt that something was not right.

Of course, she didn't think about it for a while, and the few people quickly headed towards the place Qing Zhou just pointed to. The small house that appeared in this environment should be something like an ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall seems to be of a certain age. It is the shape of the building hundreds of years ago. There are tables inside for memorial tablets, rotten tributes on the table, and two very simple futons on the ground. The traces of kneeling and sitting for a long time.

Like the outside, the ancestral hall was very quiet, so quiet that Yu Zhao could only hear the breathing of three people.

"Yu Zhao." Qing Zhou said suddenly.

Yu Zhao was startled, and turned to look at Qing Zhou, but Xie Manghan frowned slightly: "Is there any problem?"

Qing Zhou pinched Xie Manghan's palm and said, "Yu Zhao, move that altar away."

Yu Zhao felt that the little male god before him looked at him a little strangely, but he couldn't figure out why, so he could only listen to Qing Zhou's words, and obediently moved the altar away.

There was nothing under the altar table, Yu Zhao muttered in a low voice, "There is nothing."

But when he turned his head, he saw Xie Manhan's and Qing Zhou's serious expressions.

Yu Zhao silently turned his head to look again, but still saw nothing.

Suddenly his back felt a little cold.

Li Zhengqing was probably the only one who could understand his mood, because he looked at it a few times, but he didn't see anything, so he turned his head and asked Xie Manghan, "Little uncle, is there something here?"

"En." Xie Manghan's voice was still very gentle, "Here is the soul body."

It was indeed a soul body. There were more than a dozen soul bodies tremblingly hiding behind the altar. Most of them were wandering souls with no memory and only instinct and habit. A few of them looked a little aura, like spirit bodies.

"So, all the souls in this village are here?" Li Zhengqing asked.

"No, too little." Xie Manghan's eyes gradually darkened, and he stepped forward to communicate with the somewhat sane soul body.

According to this soul body, they were forced to come here. A few years ago, this village entered an evil creature that devoured wandering souls to strengthen itself. At first, this evil creature was not very powerful, but he was best at formations. and hiding, so the souls in the village were forced to separate and were caught one by one.

By the time they realized the seriousness of the problem, the evil spirit had already grown, and they couldn't beat it.

Just a while ago, Xie Chong was no longer satisfied with devouring dead souls, and even began to directly kill the lives of living people and devour living souls.

(End of this chapter)