Goldfinger Auction

Hearing the shameless conversation between the two, Sun Suo gathered his soul power and prepared a soul stabbing technique to do justice for Uncle Wang, and then go elsewhere to find ghosts.

"Who?"

But the housekeeper stopped again, and looked at the direction of Sun Suo's clone very vigilantly.

Sun Suo stopped his hand, not because he was afraid of exposure or felt pity, but was curious about how the low-level soul disciple, the housekeeper, discovered him again.

Is it because the clones condense their soul power?

"What's wrong?" the young woman said in a panicked tone.

"It always feels like a soul breath has locked us..." The butler felt again carefully.

"It's terrifying! Those soul masters don't sleep at night, do they peep everywhere? We girls don't dare to take a bath..." The young woman whispered.

"You think too much. Soul disciples don't have the ability to release their soul breaths. When they reach the stage of soul master powerhouses, there will be no women around them? Do they look at you? Their bodies have already been reborn, and ordinary women are a mass of whole body in their eyes. Stinking dirt! No appreciation value.

"What's more, exploring soul breaths consumes soul power very much, and soul power is difficult to replenish, so soul masters won't do such boring things." The housekeeper shook his head.

"What's the use of the soul master's soul breath? Isn't the function very useless?" the young woman asked.

"Look at what you said... reconnaissance the enemy's situation, cast spells on people... assist the main body to manipulate the ghosts... there are so many uses!" the butler explained.

Sun Suo, who was about to gather his soul power to kill the pair of dogs and men again, stopped when he heard this.

"By the way, last time you promised to tell me about your master driving the demon to cast spells on people. Tell me now! It's just for fun." The young woman raised it to the housekeeper.

"You like this kind of thing to add fun? This hobby is really peculiar..." The housekeeper glanced at the young woman.

"When I'm afraid, I get nervous... nervous," the young woman explained.

"Oh, this can be." The housekeeper nodded and began to tell the young woman.

"…"

"…"

"Alas, it's a pity that my master passed away in a car accident when he was performing a spell ten years ago. I haven't had time to learn his spell." After the butler finished speaking, he sighed a few times.

"Your master's cultivation is so high that he's already a third-stage soul apprentice, will he still die in a car accident?" The young woman was puzzled.

"Most soul disciples and soul masters don't cultivate their bodies. Although their souls are strong, their bodies are very fragile..."

"Listen to what you just said, even if the spell is successful, the ghost who manipulates the ghost must be within a certain range of the ghost?" the young woman asked again.

"Yeah, otherwise my master wouldn't have been wandering on the street in the middle of the night and was hit by a car. If he has a magic weapon, or his cultivation base has reached the realm of a soul master, he doesn't have to go out in person." The housekeeper explained .

"Can a magic weapon or a soul master be able to remotely control a cursed ghost?"

"The two are different. If there is a magic weapon, the soul disciple can hide a trace of soul breath in the magic weapon. As long as the magic weapon is hidden near the curse ghost, the body can use the soul breath in the magic weapon to remotely control the magic weapon. Ghosts. And the strong soul masters can use the soul breath to control the cursed ghosts remotely without resorting to magic tools." The butler continued to explain.

"Manipulating curse ghosts is so fun! When will you be able to cultivate to that level? I have several girlfriends. When you learn to cast spells, help me cast them all! Make them show off in front of me all day long! "The young woman's excited expression.

"Girlfriends?" The housekeeper clicked his tongue.

Hearing this, Sun Suo became a little uneasy.

With the scale of grandfather's business, it should not violate the interests of the spirit master-level powerhouse.

Therefore, most of the people who cast the curse on grandfather are a soul disciple.

If it is a ghost disciple, and the ghost has been haunting the grandfather for several years, the ghost disciple will not be too far away from the grandfather because he wants to control the ghost. Therefore, the person who cast the curse is likely to be the person next to Grandpa!

At least a person who often gets in close contact with his grandfather and would not arouse suspicion.

The scope of the investigation should be narrowed down a lot.

Tonight, the cursed ghost that he had been raising for several years was suddenly killed. The ghost under the curse should not be able to resist coming to check it out, right? Even if he didn't dare to enter the Sun's house swaggeringly, he would probably linger near the Sun's house and use his soul breath to spy on the situation of the Sun's house!

Thinking of this, Sun Suo did not continue to stay at Uncle Wang's house, but went straight to the street outside, and inspected the surroundings inside and outside Sun's house.

As for the housekeeper and the young woman, Sun Suo temporarily left their lives, and maybe they will be useful in the future.

…

In the master bedroom of Sun's house, grandfather and grandmother were sound asleep, nothing unusual.

The other bedrooms, the courtyard and inside and outside were all probed, and nothing unusual was found.

Sun Suo's clone came to the street again, looking for suspicious things around Sun's house.

It is about four forty in the morning now.

It was still dark, the streets were deserted, no pedestrians were seen, and only occasionally vehicles passed by.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, a muck truck came speeding from a far street corner, it should be heading for the suburbs.

On the top of the rear compartment of the muck truck, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com seems to be sitting on a woman with a pale face?

When the muck truck passed by Sun Suo's clone, Sun Suo didn't have time to think about it. He controlled the clone with his mind and tried to cling to the body of the muck truck, and climbed into the back compartment to see what was going on.

result…

A clone whose body strength, stamina, and agility are not too high can't perform such difficult movements at all, but was staggered by the muck truck and almost fell.

"Damn it!" Sun Suo scolded the far away muck truck.

When he was thinking about how to catch up, a tattered bus appeared on the road at some point. The tires made a harsh braking sound, and at the same time, it was accompanied by the friction and collision of various metal parts. Stopped next to the clone.

"Come up! If you miss this trip, it will be bright."

An old and dull voice came from the bus.

"Where did this car... go?" Sun Suo looked into the car strangely.

It was very dark in the car, so I couldn't see it clearly. I could only see a human-shaped shadow on the driver's seat, which seemed to be the driver.

At the same time, Sun Suo's body also took the mobile phone to the bedroom window.

From the bedroom window, you can see the street where the clone is located.

The streets were empty, and there were no buses at all.

It seems that this bus is a bit weird.

"Go where you should go, come up quickly!" The old dull voice urged.

If it was Sun Suo himself, he would never get on a bus of unknown origin.

However, this is just a hair clone of Sun Suo. Even if he dies, it is just a waste of hair. So, he got into the car without hesitation, wanting to see what happened to the car.