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Chapter 11 The girl died and acquired evil spirit

"Lao Zhou, what are you doing here?"

Shen Bai was lying on a chair, having just taken a sip of tea. When he saw Zhou Qing, he put down the teacup and asked.

Zhou Qing would usually come over when he had nothing to do, but this was the first time Shen Bai had seen him so impatient.

Zhou Qing came closer, took a breath, picked up the tea on the table, and drank several gulps without any hesitation.

After the drinking was finished, Zhou Qing finally spoke.

"Old Shen, something happened."

Shen Bai was slightly stunned: "Something happened, or is it that Five Hearts Sect?"

If there really was something happening recently, Shen Bai probably thought it was related to the Five Hearts Sect.

Zhou Qing nodded and said, "I'm here to investigate. I stopped by to tell you that someone reportedly found two bodies on Yangliu Street. Their deaths were horrific."

"A middle-aged man whose arms were chopped off, and a five or six-year-old girl, who was tortured to death."

"The man's arms were broken and smooth, and he might be related to the Five Hearts Sect."

When Shen Bai heard this, his hand holding the teacup stiffened slightly.

Zhou Qing and Shen Bai have known each other for a long time and are good friends. Seeing this, he asked, "Old Shen, what's wrong? Have you encountered any problems recently? Why don't you come with me to the government office to take shelter?"

Shen Bai came back to his senses and shook his head, saying, "Nothing, Lao Zhou, I'll go with you to take a look."

Zhou Qing asked curiously, "Old Shen, don't you usually hate joining in the fun?"

"Of course I have to go and see such a big thing." Shen Bai put down the teacup and stood up.

Soon, Zhang Chaofeng entered the house.

After Shen Bai asked Zhang Chaofeng to look after the pawnshop, he walked out of the pawnshop with Zhou Qing and headed towards Yangliu Street.

……

Yangliu Street, even in Shengyun County, is a remote and dilapidated street with almost no families living here.

At this time, a house on Yangliu Street was surrounded by people in three layers.

There are police officers maintaining order and dispersing the people.

Zhou Qing brought Shen Bai here. After passing the crowd, Shen Bai saw the situation in the open space not far away.

The skinny man who had lost both arms had his eyes wide open, with an expression that looked as if he was unwilling to close his eyes in death.

Next to her, a five-year-old girl had her bones broken and her limbs twisted irregularly.

In the girl's left hand, she was holding a purse made of coarse cloth, as if it was an extremely precious treasure. Even in her death, she would hold it tightly.

Shen Bai took a deep breath and subconsciously grasped the long sword at his waist with a calm expression.

Zhou Qing didn't notice anything unusual about Shen Bai, so he asked Shen Bai to watch from afar. He soon joined the ranks of the constables and began to investigate the scene with the other constables.

Shen Bai's face was calm, but his hand gripping the hilt of the sword was getting tighter and tighter.

He didn't expect that Yaya was dead.

And he died of broken bones.

One can imagine the pain he suffered during his lifetime.

Especially the hand that was tightly holding the purse, which made the anger in Shen Bai's eyes gradually deepen.

"Old Zhou, I'm going to go back first."

Shen Bai felt that he was no longer suitable to stay here.

If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress my anger.

Zhou Qing was busy and didn't care about Shen Bai, so he just agreed casually.

Shen Bai turned around and walked towards the pawnshop silently.

On the way back, Shen Bai had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He felt that the struggle between enemies and friends in the world didn't matter if it was a little cruel.

But if someone were to kill such a powerless person, especially an ignorant child, Shen Bai felt that it was very cruel.

Shen Bai still remembered how Yaya held the purse sensibly and looked extremely grateful to him.

"Damn, I've never been this angry."

When Shen Bai returned to the pawnshop, even Zhang Chaofeng could feel that something was wrong with Shen Bai's aura.

Arriving at the backyard, Shen Bai was dancing with the blood sword while thinking about the corpse he had just seen.

Something called murderous intent kept flashing in Shen Bai's heart.

……night.

When Shen Bai was practicing the Liver Blood Sword Dance, he drank some medicine to replenish his Qi and blood, and his proficiency improved significantly.

Zhang Chaofeng has left, and people who get off work are always positive.

After eating, the proficiency of Blood Sword Dance increased significantly again, reaching nearly 1300 points.

Shen Bai did not relax at all, as if he was a never-stopping hardcore player who never got tired of playing.

What happened today gave Shen Bai the clearest understanding.

The world is in chaos, and you never know when you might lose your life.

If you want to live a good life, you have to improve your own abilities.

When your strength reaches the top level, you can start to enjoy everything.

The night was as cool as water, and Shen Bai's bloody sword dance figure was still shaking.

In the stove next to it, the blood and qi medicine was rolling and bubbling.

After working hard for a while, the proficiency of Blood Sword Dance finally reached 1300 points.

Shen Bai rested for a while, then took some blood and qi medicine, preparing to continue with liver treatment after his blood and qi recovered.

But at this moment, something unusual suddenly occurred.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Bai frowned slightly, holding the rusty sword, and walked towards the door.

"At this time, someone still wants to see me?"

With this thought in mind, Shen Bai had already reached the door.

At this moment, a sudden gust of cold air blew through the crack in the door.

When the cold air entered the house, Shen Bai felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Through the crack in the door, Shen Bai seemed to see a pair of pale eyes.

Before Shen Bai could draw his sword, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Outside the door, there were two figures, one big and one small.

The thin man's arms were empty, with only his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Yaya held one of Shen Bai's sleeves and looked at him with her head tilted.

His eyes were pale, his face was bloodless, and his limbs were twisted like withered branches.

"Weird."

Shen Bai understood it after just one glance.

During the day, Yaya and her father were tortured to death. Now the resentment is growing and has become weird.

"Master...money..."

In Yaya's right hand, she held a bag of blood-stained money.

Cold words came out of Yaya's mouth.

At this moment, Shen Bai's eyes were calm, and the rusty sword in his hand flashed with righteousness as he slashed across the necks of Yaya and her father.

The blood sword dance stirred up the blood, and as the terrifying power of blood surged, the thin man's head fell to the ground first.

Next to her, Yaya seemed to be stimulated and started screaming like crazy.

With twisted limbs on the ground, it crawled towards Shen Bai, its pale eyes filled with bloodthirsty desire.

Shen Bai turned his sword and slashed it down.

There was a sound of wind, and a blood mark appeared on Yaya's chest.

After the bloodstains were magnified, Yaya and the thin man turned into two streams of black smoke.

[Obtain two strands of evil spirit]

Words made of smoke appeared before my eyes and quickly disappeared.

This time, Shen Bai was not as excited as before when obtaining the evil spirit. Instead, he felt a kind of calm before the storm.

Looking at the position where the father and daughter were not yet covered in black smoke, Shen Bai sheathed the rusty sword.

"I've kept the grudge between you two in my account."

Shen Bai's voice rang out in the dark street.

(End of this chapter)