Chapter 145 The Sinful Soul
"Is this a threat?" Song Yan chuckled and typed a message, warning the Ou family not to take off the talisman tonight. However, surprisingly, the curse actually developed consciousness... Either the thing was hidden from the beginning, or it was related to the black magic practiced by the owner.
She narrowed her eyes, put her phone back in her pocket, and turned to buy groceries, but unexpectedly turned around and saw her son sitting next to the cashier, all the dishes had been packed and bought. She looked at him in surprise, and then looked at the cashier, who was looking at his hands in surprise and awe.
"Did Chen Chen pay for all this?" Song Yan didn't know what to say to him. Although she was happy that her son would pay for the groceries, she was still a little worried about what Fu Yusheng would think when she saw the message from the small supermarket flash on her phone screen.
Fu Chen nodded, pointed to the cashier and said, "He said if Mom doesn't pay within five minutes, I have to pay... so I paid."
Song Yan's temple twitched, and she looked from her son to the cashier. She didn't know how to tell Fu Chen that this was just what all cashiers said to children after their mothers left them for a few minutes, but of course, her son was a different story, and he used a black card to pay for his groceries.
Not knowing what to say to her son, she took him home and then busied herself helping her sister-in-law in the kitchen.
That night, without his uncle's help, Fu Chen had to finish all the dishes in his bowl. However, Song Yan compensated him by adding a few more pieces of meat to his bowl, which made him a little happier.
After dinner, Fu Chen was too tired to sleep. He fell asleep soon after brushing his teeth. Song Yan carried him to the bed and called Zhou Yuan out. Since she and Fu Yusheng were in an awkward stage, she should avoid him now. Even if she didn't send Fu Chen to his apartment, Fu Yusheng's men would take care of Fu Chen.
She pushed Zhou Yuan’s face away, and felt Zhou Yuan getting closer and closer from the corner of her eyes, and threatened softly: “If you continue like this, you will have to suffer obstacles for a few more years before you can reincarnate.”
Zhou Yuan curled his lips and swung his sleeves. "The master only thinks of me when he needs me. It's not my fault! Do you know how much I long for you? I long for you like a person with diarrhea longs for the toilet!"
Song Yan wrinkled his nose and shook his head. "It's like having diarrhea. It's amazing. Just based on this, Zhou Yuan, you can stay in the ring for another 100,000 years."
"If I can be with you, I'm willing." He blinked violently and blew a kiss to Song Yan, but Song Yan ignored him, walked to the balcony, carried a flying talisman on his shoulder, and jumped off the railing without looking back.
Her body was descending at a very fast speed, but as it approached the ground, its speed slowed down. Song Yan stood up, touched the ground easily with her feet, wiped the invisible dust off her clothes, and walked away.
"Where are we going?" Since it was night and Fang Yanli had not yet caught a ghost to improve her cultivation, Song Yan summoned her out from the arena.
As soon as Fang Yanli came out, she looked around, stretched, and floated to Song Yan's side.
"I've received a difficult case." Song Yan said as she walked towards the city lord's cemetery. "The curse that should have been easy to deal with seems to have developed some kind of consciousness."
"The spell developed consciousness?" Fang Yanli frowned, leaned down, and flew in front of Song Yan. "I've never heard of it before."
"Neither did I." Song Yan frowned. "I thought it was just a simple case of a little girl being cursed, but it looks worse than that."
"Worse?" Fang Yanli frowned, but then her eyes fell on the shriveled body of the old woman dragged like a worm behind Song Yan, and flew back to reap the vicious soul.
Song Yan waited for Fang Yanli to finish her work, and when she looked back, she saw Fang Yanli sucking the old woman's soul into her body. Looking at the scene behind her, her nose twitched in disgust... No matter how many times she saw the soul-eater, she was still not used to it.
After Fang Yanli devoured the soul, she flew back to where Song Yan was, and continued as if she had not devoured another soul: "What do you mean worse?"
“It looks like an experiment.” Song Yan’s eyes sparkled with wisdom. “Just like he took a little bit of all the souls he killed and wove them into something more, maybe the master Yu Yize hired had other motives to take over the job, and Yu Yize was just a smokescreen for him to get what he wanted.”
Fang Yanli's empty eyes widened, she looked at Song Yan and asked, "What do you mean?"
Song Yan turned her head and glanced at Fang Yanli, and said calmly: "Have you heard of the Sinful Soul?"