"Hey--Hey, Xiaolan, there's a figure over there!" Jasmine shouted softly in a breathy voice.
Xiaolan subconsciously shrank behind the grass.
"No..." Jasmine stood on a wild grass and waved one wing forward, "There is someone in the back room of Huozhen's house!"
Xiaolan then looked towards a small window on the back of the house.
For example, the side window of the kitchen is narrow, just enough to expose the upper body of an ordinary person. The afternoon sun shines obliquely, and you can see some bottles and jars of knickknacks.
"Appeared!" Jasmine closed her wings.
A flash of red flashed past the window and soon returned to the window.
It was a sleeve, and the snow-white hand picked up a bottle of something like seasoning, shook it a few times, and threw it aside.
From this angle, only one hand could be seen. That hand picked up the bottles placed by the window one by one, and then put them down casually. The condiment bottles stood up or fell upside down, and the neat desk soon became messy.
These red sleeves look very much like a real sister-in-law.
The real sister-in-law has just gone out, so this is...
"Shh-"
Jasmine suddenly flew back to Xiaolan, stopped on her shoulder, and pressed down gently.
"Go down, go down!..."
Xiaolan understood instantly, retreated to the taller grass, and stared at the window through the cracks in the grass.
The person in the window was holding the window frame with both hands, a white face pressed tightly against the window, and dark round eyes turning left and right, as if monitoring everything outside the window.
It's strange, I feel like I'm being watched even though I'm the one watching.
"Why is she not normal..."
Before Jasmine could say this, a pair of ink-like black eyes stared over at her.
Xiaolan felt a chill go down her spine and quickly stopped her from continuing.
This face is indeed that of a real sister-in-law.
It's just that her demeanor and dull and terrifying eyes not only have no resemblance to the real sister-in-law, she doesn't even look like a normal person.
Xiaolan and Jasmine didn't dare to breathe. They stared at the window with their dead eyes for a while. They didn't notice anything unusual. They held up their hands and finally left the window.
The body is away from the window.
but……
Xiaolan covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.
"I*——" Jasmine growled from beside her.
I seemed to hear Jasmine swearing.
That's a lot of swear words.
The man's body left the window, but his face remained on the window.
A piece of pale face was stuck there, with a mess of bottles and jars underneath. Without the skin, the thing's neck turned into a bright red patch.
The man seemed to have cursed, and the little white hands in the red sleeves clasped the edge of the face, and little by little, he peeled the face off the window.
After that, the exposed elbow swung left and right by the window a few times, and the thing leaned down, picked up the transparent plate on the counter, and left humming a tune.
When she left, her face had returned to her face, and it was completely invisible that it had fallen off.
Xiaolan's brain was as turbulent as her stomach, and she even lost the ability to speak for a few seconds.
"We have to get rid of her." Jasmine gritted her teeth and spoke forcefully.
Wow, so awesome.
Xiaolan herself was still thinking about the issues in the previous stages, such as what this thing was, how it came about, and what it would do. Jasmine had already made up her mind to get rid of her.
"This...this..." Xiaolan tried hard to restrain herself from speech, "First of all, rule out one answer, this is definitely not the real sister-in-law."
"Nonsense," Jasmine started flying again, "This is the thing that drove Huo Zhen crazy."
How pitiful, Xiaolan pursed her lips and thought sadly, if such a thing were around, I would be driven crazy.
"How are we going to catch her?" Xiaolan looked down at her wheelchair, "If we run into his house like this, we will definitely alert the snake."
Jasmine's tentacles suddenly became stiff.
"I have a solution!"
Jasmine stopped on Xiaolan's lap, her wings suddenly spread out, "Spirit Locking Whip!"
The spirit-locking whip appeared out of thin air, hit Xiaolan's leg hard, and even pinned Jasmine herself underneath.
However, seeing Jasmine finally accepting the whip he gave her, Xiaolan still took the time to feel relieved for a second.
Xiaolan picked up the whip, and Jasmine, who was suppressed, quickly fluttered her wings.
"Spirit Locking Whip—Spiritual Chemical Detective!"
The right hand holding the whip suddenly grasped the air, and the spirit-locking whip instantly turned into golden petal-shaped shavings. Xiaolan blinked and watched the shavings gradually gather in front of Jasmine, and slowly condensed into a small person.
The little man was golden all over and was only as big as a palm. After the last crumb was returned to its place, the little man rubbed his eyes a few times with his chubby golden hands, and when he opened them, his eyes were also golden.
In the country of Si, Xiaolan's eyes lit up together with the villain. If the spirit-locking whip can still be used like this, then can he...
"This is one of the Nine Detectives, the Spiritual Chemical Detective," Jasmine's tone was full of pride. "The essence is the same as the Soul-locking Whip. It is a form of our Nine Detectives' spiritual energy.
It’s different, but—only the master can take human form.”
oh.
"Oscar, go!"
Jasmine waved her wings, and the little golden man jumped to the ground nimbly, swayed through the tall and dense grass a few times, bent his waist, and slipped through the cracks in the thin fence of Huozhen's house into the yard.
"Won't he get hurt?" Xiaolan was very concerned about the separation of Jiutan's spirit and flesh that the Taoist priest vaguely mentioned, and was worried that Hualing's injury would have an impact on Jasmine.
"Jiu Tan will not turn all the spiritual energy into one thing," Jasmine stared at the door of Huozhen's house. "Even if it is a spirit-locking whip, it is not all... You are not allowed to tell others."
Doesn't it matter if you tell me? Xiaolan raised the corner of her mouth and thought to herself, lovely Jasmine.
Not long after the little golden man entered, the sound of tableware being broken was heard in the room.
The crackling sound of chasing rang from the back room to the door. With a bang, the door opened, and the little golden man rushed out with waving hands. What followed closely behind him was a monster with a fierce face pretending to be a real sister-in-law.
The monster was holding an iron basin in its hand and was about to pounce on the little golden man, but it quickly dodged it every time. The monster gradually lost patience, its expression slowly broke down, and the corners of its mouth grew wider and wider.
When he came to the fence, the little man jumped on the spot and crossed the obstacle like a golden arrowhead.
The monster followed the same example, making the same big jump with amazing bouncing power, but it was slightly unstable when it landed and rolled directly into the grass.
"No matter what type of monster it is, a pure spirit like Oscar will definitely have a fatal attraction to it."
Jasmine flew next to Oscar, and the golden man transformed into a spirit-locking whip. Jasmine didn't even need to touch the whip, she just yelled "Spirit Remover" and saw two streams of black water spurting out from the monster's eyes, and the monster's struggling hands suddenly dropped down.
, lying on the ground, motionless.
"Ah, sure enough," Jasmine took back the spirit-locking whip, "it's just a touch of spirit."
Xiaolan squatted next to the monster, "What do you mean?"
"The Detective can only control the opponent's psychic energy. Look, once this thing hits the Detective, it's as if it's dead. It's probably just a little spirit."