I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 120, Section 119: Eliminating the Three Evils at the Welfare Society (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Outside the welfare center, the night was as thick as ink.

A figure in a black robe stood silently in the shadows of the alley, the hem of the robe remaining perfectly still.

His face was covered by a strange, transparent white mask that blurred his features, and the short-handled scythe in his hand gleamed with a cold metallic luster, like a grim reaper from the underworld, there only to reap lives.

It was none other than Xu Lindong.

The faceless man's mask concealed all his expressions, and even his aura seemed to blend into the darkness.

Occasionally, a stray dog ​​would bark softly in the distance, but it couldn't detect his presence at all and quickly fell silent.

He raised his zombie-like, cold gaze and looked at the three-story old building across the street, his ears trembling slightly.

The ability of "corpse hearing" quietly unfolds.

All sorts of sounds inside the building, even the strength of people's breaths, were drawn into his senses like a tide.

The soft, even breathing came from the children sleeping soundly upstairs, about a dozen of them.

On the first floor, there was the heavy snoring of the guards and the faint sound of cell phone keypads.

In the luxurious basement deep in the backyard, two men who had just finished showering were laughing and walking towards the innermost small room.

In that room, three faint auras seemed to exist but not quite.

That wasn't a natural sleep, but a drowsy state forcibly dragged in by drugs.

"Murder!"

Xu Lindong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a silent aura of yin energy permeated his body.

"Evil has been committed here—and should be punished."

He thought to himself that his trip hadn't been in vain, as he had stumbled upon a terrible incident right away.

He immediately shook the copper bell in his hand indifferently.

The bell rang faintly, yet it pierced the night, creating an invisible ripple in the alleyway.

The wandering spirits released from the Tower of Babel appeared beside him.

The female wandering spirit had a pale, translucent face, disheveled hair, and an empty, cold expression. Like a pale, ghostly shadow, she drifted into the depths of the welfare center following his decree.

"Whoosh!"

Xu Lindong's black robe billowed as he stepped into the courtyard.

Deep in the basement, outside the door of a small room.

The hyena pushed open the slightly ajar door, followed closely by the weasel.

The two men wore lewd smiles, their eyes fixed on the three sleeping little girls in the corner.

"God bless, may tonight be a good night—"

Before Grey Weasel could finish speaking, a pale, ghostly figure suddenly seeped in through the crack in the door and pounced in front of him in an instant!

A pale, cold face, and chilling, lifeless eyes met his face in an instant.

A wandering ghost!

"Oh God..."

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The gray weasel's pupils contracted sharply, and the "Yaksha" power of the Celestial Path was instinctively activated. A faint golden light emanated from its body, and its muscles bulged like iron, attempting to resist the possession.

However, the spirit is formless and intangible; the pale golden light crumbles upon contact, vanishing like snow splashed with boiling water.

The ghost, as if chilled to the bone by ice water, plunged straight into his body.

"Ugh!!"

The gray weasel trembled violently, its eyes rolled upwards, and the pale golden light within them dimmed rapidly as if being eroded.

He knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head, making strange noises in his throat. The extraordinary power of the Yaksha was completely suppressed by the possessing spirit, his meridians were locked, and he couldn't even move a single finger.

"Fuck! What the hell is that?!"

The hyena beside him roared, and the ferocity of the Asura's "Rakshasa" form instantly erupted.

His muscles were bulging, his fighting spirit was surging, his leather jacket was stretched so tight that it squeaked, and his eyes were bloodshot.

A punch, accompanied by a foul stench, slammed straight towards the kneeling weasel.

They actually intended to smash their companion along with the possessing ghost!

However, the punch did not land.

A figure in black robes flashed to the door like a ghost.

Xu Lindong's figure kicked open the door and appeared. He raised his hand and grabbed, his five fingers pale as bone, his palm black with a chilling aura. He forcefully clenched the iron fist that the hyena was throwing!

Bang! !

The shockwave exploded, and dust fell from the walls.

The hyena roared and struggled, its Rakshasa power surging wildly. Its bare skin was quickly covered with bluish-black scales, its finger bones pierced through the flesh and turned into menacing claws, its fangs protruded from its mouth, and its eyes were blood red.

Xu Lindong, however, had already taken a step forward with his ghostly steps to dodge, and in an instant, he appeared strangely behind the hyena, just in time to avoid the hyena's other vicious claw that suddenly reached for its heart.

"howl!!"

Xu Lindong's lips remained unmoved beneath his mask, yet a sharp, ghostly howl suddenly erupted from his mouth.

This was not a real sound, but a ghostly howl, a chilling impact that penetrated to the bone marrow and tore at the soul.

Click!

The indoor lights suddenly dimmed, the air became stagnant as if frozen, and a ghostly howl swept across everything with overwhelming ferocity.

"what!"

The gray weasel was the first to be attacked, and the possessing ghost took the opportunity to erode it with all its might. Black blood seeped from its seven orifices, and it became completely limp as mud.

"No...

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The hyena's eyes were bloodshot and unfocused. Rakshasa's fighting spirit was as if it had been doused with ice water. The strength in his fist instantly dissipated. He was hit hard and staggered backward, blood gushing from his ears and nose.

Where the ghostly howl passed, all resistance crumbled like dry leaves.

Xu Lindong stepped forward, his sickle drawing a cold arc of light.

Whoosh!

The hyena barely managed to raise its claws to block.

The scythe, however, suddenly vibrated under the chilling aura, triggering its extraordinary properties. It sliced ​​through his blocking arm with a "crack" like cutting through rotten wood and plunged straight into his skull.

Click!

The skull cracked with a muffled sound, and before the red and white matter could splatter, it was frozen into dark ice shards by the eerie ghostly aura.

The hyena's body stiffened for a moment, its blood-red eyes bulged and widened, and a cold scythe tip emerged from its forehead before its tall body crashed to the ground.

"bass!"

Xu Lindong coldly withdrew his sickle, the blade spotless.

He glanced at the limp weasel on the ground.

The ghostly spirit slowly emerged from its body, while the gray weasel was already on its last breath, its eyes unfocused.

After thinking it over, he decided to throw the two pickled bastards into the Tower of Babel as fertilizer, so as not to waste his merits. He took out his razor and gave them a good cut.

Although this allows it to continue splitting into evil offspring.

But waste that splits off will likely still be waste.

Instead, let's find their leader, the bard Eugene.

To deal with that guy, we'll take out the flat-shaving knife again; it's a good use of good steel.

Xu Lindong bent down, reached out, grabbed the corpse of the Rakshasa Hyena, and sent it directly into a small door next to the main entrance of the Heavenly Dao Room on the tenth floor of the Tower of Babel.

"Merit +140!"

The travel expenses for the teleportation have already been recouped.

As for the gray weasel on the side.

He looked at the ghost, shook the bell, and said, "Possess his body and use his abilities to fight!"

The ghost's empty eyes remained unmoved as it obeyed Xu Lindong's orders and continued to possess the gray weasel's body.

The gray weasel numbly got up from the ground, and apart from its slightly cold and dull expression, it was almost no different from a normal person.

To change this cold and stagnant state of possession, the only way is to start with the ghost itself. The ghost must be nurtured and gradually strengthened so that it can develop some intelligence and become more like a normal person after possession.

But that also means that controlling ghosts becomes more difficult, which will be a test of Xu Lindong's ability to control corpses.

"Now, go find their leader, Eugene!"

Xu Lindong turned his gaze to the three little girls who were sleeping soundly in the small room opposite.

My heart sank slightly.

He hasn't figured out how to settle them yet, and he's also unsure if the other employees at the welfare center are clean.

However, the answer soon became clear.

With a thought, the wandering spirit A-Piao controlled the gray weasel's body to walk out of the basement and into the dimly lit corridor outside.

Xu Lindong, dressed in the clothes of a corpse driver, was hidden in the deeper shadows, like a silent ghost.

"Go and call all the employees over."

He issued a hoarse, cold command.

Soon, under the weasel's orders, several sleepy-eyed welfare center employees were led to the lobby on the first floor.

Xu Lindong had already turned off the lights, and only the thin moonlight leaking in from the window outlined the faces that were either bewildered or nervous.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

One of the older employees, with triangular eyes, obsequiously inquired about the gray weasel.

Xu Lindong was sitting on the dark sofa with his eyes closed, and the zombie's "corpse listening" quietly began.

All the subtle sounds around me flooded my ears like a tide.

He could hear the three men's breathing frequency, heartbeat rhythm, involuntary muscle tremors, and even the soft sound of their Adam's apples bobbing.

This is not like mind reading, but it is enough to tell who is guilty and who is innocent.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he had the ghost control the gray weasel, coldly ordering, "Go and bring two more girls over, knock them unconscious using the old method and send them here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the reaction detected by the Corpse Listening system instantly relayed the information.

Two of them suddenly became breathless, and a ruthless glint flashed in their eyes.

The obsequious man with triangular eyes even lowered his voice and asked, "Boss, another new 'business'?"

The third plain-looking female employee trembled, her breath hitched, and she let out a very soft sob, filled with astonishment and confusion, clearly not understanding the situation.

She even mustered her courage and asked in a trembling voice, "Boss, why did you drug the children? Aren't you sending them to new families?"

enough.

Xu Lindong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly shook the bell, sending a mental command.

"jingle!"

The gray weasel, its expression blank in the darkness, suddenly raised its hand.

With a single claw, it pierced the heart of the triangular-eyed man who responded, the movement so fast that it left only a blur.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh tearing apart was exceptionally clear in the silence.

The triangular-eyed man stared wide-eyed, and before he could even scream, he collapsed to the ground.

Warm blood splattered on the faces of the two people next to him, scaring them so much that their legs went weak and they collapsed to their knees, trembling like leaves, letting out terrified screams.

At that moment, Xu Lindong's voice came through the gray weasel's silhouette, coming from the corner of the sofa in the shadows behind it, cold and devoid of any emotion, "You..."

He stared at one of the fat men: "Go to the police station later and turn yourself in. Tell them everything you've done and everything you know, in detail."

Then, he looked at the last woman, who was pale and dared to speak up: "Where is your boss, Eugene, now?"

"No, I don't know—I really don't know what's going on—our boss isn't called Eugene, he is the boss."

The woman was terrified, only then realizing that there was another person in the shadows, whom she hadn't noticed at all. She shook her head repeatedly in fright, her finger suddenly pointing at the possessed weasel.

The fat man was terrified, tears streaming down his face. He prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing desperately, "Don't kill me! I'm willing to turn myself in! I'm willing to go to jail!—Our boss is him! He's the one who made us do everything!"

The fat man pointed to the gray weasel and continued, "There's another person, his name is Jet, his nickname is something like Hyena, he's also the boss."

"He, he might—his other name is Eugene."

"It seems that such minor characters really can't get in touch with Eugene."

Listening to the corpse, Xu Lindong determined that the fat man was not lying, and immediately raised his finger.

"puff."

The gray weasel struck the fat man on the back of the neck with a single blow, and the man groaned and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Xu Lindong then ordered the innocent female employee who was already terrified: "Go to the basement downstairs, carry the three unconscious children out, find a safe place, and wait for the police to arrive."

The woman was startled, and then realized that the seemingly terrifying person in front of her, who also emitted a faint stench, didn't seem to be a bad person at all?

She felt as if she had been granted a pardon, scrambled to her feet, and stumbled towards the basement.

The hall fell silent again, with only the lingering smell of blood.

Xu Lindong then emerged from the shadows.

The cold light filtering in from the window illuminated his pale jawline beneath his mask.

His cold, zombie-like eyes looked at the gray weasel, and he shook the soul-capturing bell in his hand. The ghost emerged from the gray weasel's body.

Now, he's going to interrogate the weasel himself, hoping to find out the whereabouts of its superior, Eugene, as well as their trading partners and channels.