I've already ascended to immortality, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

Bind the little man's limbs as well.

The chubby orange cat on the windowsill suddenly stopped moving.

Its two front paws remained in a gripping position on the windowsill.

With its hind legs pushing off in mid-air,

He lay on his side on the windowsill.

Only the tip of its tail could twitch twice.

"Behave yourself now? From now on, take care of the cat hair yourself."

Because animals can communicate with each other.

Fatty Orange could understand some of Bai Sheng's instructions.

The fat orange cat flicked its tail quickly, indicating that it completely agreed to his command.

Bai Sheng then tore off the tape on the little man's limbs.

"Meow~" the chubby orange cat meowed pitifully.

Then he obediently returned to the living room.

They used their paws to groom the cat hair on the ground, gathered it in one place, and put it all into the trash can.

Bai Sheng nodded in satisfaction.

He thought to himself, "It works really well. It would be even better if it could help me clean the house in the future."

Fat Orange: "..."

……

That night,

dong dong!

dong dong!

A sudden tremor,

Bai Sheng woke up with a start.

"?"

The bedroom was pitch black.

A sliver of moonlight shone through the gap in the curtains.

It was that drawer that was shaking.

Or to put it more precisely, the Nine Nether Soul-Capturing Spell was vibrating violently.

He sat up abruptly and pulled the necklace out of the drawer.

The snake tilted its head, pointing out the window.

The purple light flashed at a higher frequency than before.

It was as if they were repeatedly urging him to set off.

He glanced at his phone screen.

1:17 AM.

"Damn it, I have to work overtime again, I'm not doing it!"

Bai Sheng put on earplugs and covered his head to sleep.

"wrong!"

Half a minute later,

Bai Sheng fully woke up from his half-dreaming state.

If such a good opportunity exists,

That was indeed a golden opportunity, one that would not come again.

If the body is sent for cremation tomorrow, it will be too late!

"Oh well, I don't have to go to class tomorrow anyway, so I can go back to sleep."

Bai Sheng got up and dressed.

On a dark and windy night

The clouds were very low.

It blocked out the moon, preventing any light from shining through.

Occasionally, a night taxi will drive by on the street.

In the darkness, the red taillights cast two blurry red lines.

They disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"To pull this stunt so late at night..."

Bai Sheng walked alone on the night street.

The necklace on her chest shone again.

The snake's eyes flashed purple light through the T-shirt fabric, faster than when they were at the funeral home.

He pressed his hand to his chest, forcefully suppressing the light.

I started to have some doubts, it's so late at night...

There wasn't a soul on the street, so why was the necklace lighting up so incessantly?

We can't just go to the crematorium, can we?

Chapter 33 The Corpse at Midnight, A Villain in a High Position

Bai Sheng walked forward in the direction the snake's head had turned.

After turning two corners,

The spacing between the streetlights has been increased significantly.

Obviously, very few people come here.

The shops on both sides had long since closed.

The roller shutter door was covered in graffiti.

Walk a little further ahead,

Even the streetlights are gone.

Only a few drab, abandoned buildings remained, shrouded in darkness.

Bai Sheng wasn't afraid of any danger.

But I don't want to go to places like crematoriums or morgues so late at night.

Distance from those abandoned buildings,

When there was still one mile left,

Bai Sheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Wait a moment……"

He sensed an extremely dense and powerful energy.

He hid in the shade of the roadside trees.

Minimize your own presence.

The sensory perception swept towards the abandoned building.

Several long, rectangular objects, wrapped in plastic sheeting, were lying horizontally in the lobby on the first floor.

Dark liquid seeped from the edges of the plastic sheet.

"This red aura... is it death energy?"

How could there be an aura of death in an abandoned building so late at night?

Or is it the death aura of humanity...

This is a murder case!

Bai Sheng took out his phone, preparing to call the Public Security Bureau.

Suddenly, a slight noise came from the abandoned building.

The sound of footsteps.

The soles of my boots crunched and groaned as I stepped on the shards of glass.

From far to near,