blood fox

Chapter 293 Killer
Listening to Shouquan's words, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my fingers.

Those three threads of blood emerged uncontrollably.

I regret that just now, before the special police shot and killed the gold-rimmed glasses, they didn't directly draw blood and mutilate all those villagers...

As soon as I thought about it, I felt my fingers being held.

Ling Yuan directly led the blood back, and said to Shouquan: "I will leave it to you to finish the follow-up."

"Yun Miao..." Shouquan glanced at me, seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back.

Followed strode towards the car she was driving, took a bag of medicine from it, and gave me two books: "The medicine has written how to take it, and this book is from Xuanxintuo Xilin Temple. I sent it to you, let me pass it on to you."

"The other book..." She paused for a moment, then smiled at me and said, "It's my method of keeping a calm mind. When you're free, read it."

I looked at the "Shurangama Sutra" on the top, and below it was a thread-bound book with a blue cover. Ancient scrolls that have been treated against insects.

Such a thing, no matter which sect it is placed in, cannot be spread out at will.

But thinking about it, Qin Yangyu gave me the Sunshine Wooden Sword and an ancient book, so it's nothing to give me.

"Thank you." I took the book and thanked Chao Shouquan.

She glanced at me worriedly, and then said to Ling Yuan: "Yun Miao will be handed over to Ling Yuanjun, please take care of me."

Ling Yuan just laughed: "Your uncle also said that."

Only then did I vaguely remember that Qin Yangyu did thank Ling Yuan last time because of my affairs, but Ling Yuan pushed him back.

Shouquan seemed to have realized something, bowed directly to Ling Yuan, then smiled at me, got in the car and left.

After a while, only Ling Yuan and I were left next to the pigsty.

I put away my things and saw that there were still firefighters in the village, but the screaming was no more.

Ling Yuan stretched out his hand towards me: "Take you back to your room."

This is to use the technique again, and go back directly.

I shook my head towards Ling Yuan: "Let's go back."

Ling Yuan looked at the black smoke rising everywhere in the village, lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked directly outside.

After walking two steps, he turned his hand back without raising his head, and a flame fell on the pigsty, and the flame shot up into the sky with a whistling sound.

The pigsty is located on a very flat ground, surrounded by weeds, even if it is burned, the fire will not spread.

Moreover, Ling Yuan used real fox fire this time, and the whole pigsty was burned to ashes in a short while.

After entering the village, I realized that there were dead dogs and mutilated corpses everywhere, most of them were old people.

It's just that in addition to the bite wounds, some of them seemed to have wounds from being cut by knives.

In order to prevent the vicious dogs from chasing and biting them, Gold Glasses and the others directly slashed and wounded those old people, using their bloody smell to attract the vicious dogs.

Ling Yuan and I parked our car in the middle of the village, where the houses are densely packed. The place has been completely burnt, and some human and dog corpses are lying on the bricks that collapsed and were soaked by the fire. go down.

Among those corpses, there were actually those mages who helped Sister Fan catch the bitch with the talisman net.

Some were killed by dogs, others appeared to have died from sword wounds...

I looked at the bloody hole in the neck of the short sorcerer, which was as big as the edge of Qin Yangyu's sword, and I was sure in my heart that he had indeed been here.

Obviously it's only this far, no matter how busy he is, he never thought of seeing me.

Or let me take a look at him and see his eel bite wounds, are you alright?

I took a breath, suppressed those unspeakable emotions, and followed Ling Yuan forward.

Maybe it's because Qin Yangyu said hello, Ling Yuan and I walked all the way to the parked car, but no one stopped us.

I looked at the dog-scratched body, put my stuff on it, and drove to the house where we lived to get my backpack.

The house didn't fall down, but when I entered, Sister Fan's body turned into a dog was gone, only a few gnawed bones and A Biao's mutilated body that only had the head and skeleton left.

I picked up the backpack beside the bed, looked at the basket of completely withered wild flowers, poured out the flowers inside, carried the basket, and walked out with Ling Yuan.

When the car drove out of the village, there was not a single vicious dog on the village road outside, but the stone tablets leading the way stood along the edge of the village.

When the car passed by, the headlights made the shadows of these steles longer, as if driving into a cemetery.

The mountain roads are not easy to drive at night, so I drove very slowly.

Looking at these steles, it looks more and more eerie.

The mobile phone, which had no signal all the time, rang suddenly, and I was so scared that I almost slammed the steering wheel into these road divider markers.

It was Shouquan who called and told me that Qin Yangyu had already contacted the locations of the seven large clubs run by Sister Fan, and that they would rescue all the kidnapped women tonight through a joint operation.

She also told me one thing, the children born by these villagers are not easy to take care of, and many of them died, which may be related to the industries those women are engaged in.

So this village has the habit of setting up road markers for newly born children, but now there are not many children in the whole village.

Even Sister Fan, who is almost 60 years old, tried many ways, but failed to give birth to a child.

At the end of Shouquan's speech, he whispered to me: "This is also retribution."

But this retribution is really not right!

Sister Fan's evil deeds were retribution on the bitch, so the bitch who could have been reincarnated as a human could only re-enter the animal realm.

The evil done by other villagers was punished on the children, causing those children to die young.

I looked at the towering road splitting monument, standing upright with a long shadow on the side of the road, and felt my heart sinking, so I stepped on the accelerator and drove out along the mountain road quickly.

Ling Yuan just grabbed the handle indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "Even if these children grow up, what good is there? If they continue to do evil? They even used the children, and they were reborn in this village. It would be better to die young." .”

Shouquan also mentioned just now that some girls see children whose parents cannot be found, call them kindly, and then follow the address to find them, but they are arrested.

Children are the tools they use to gain sympathy and arrest these women.

Even if the deceived girl wakes up and calls the police, they will only bring the child or the elderly back with a certificate, and there will be no loss at all.

And no matter men or women in the village, those who stay now are engaged in this industry, and will help Sister Fan harm other people.

It's really better not to be born...

I was actually comforted by Ling Yuan's dark comfort.

When I drove the car to the small town, I parked the car directly at the door of the small noodle shop. I felt really tired, so I put down the seat and squinted for a while.

Ling Yuan said softly at the side: "You have killed several times today, which is something you didn't have before."

"As long as it's an individual who knows about such a thing, who doesn't want to cut these villagers to pieces." I closed my eyes and rested, and replied casually.

"I will have this idea, but I will not be so impulsive that I will kill people directly. At most, I will curse a few words, but you really did it, and even wanted to kill hundreds of villagers when you were in the pigsty." Ling Yuan Mingming Knowing that I closed my eyes, I was still talking about it, obviously meaning something.

"Do you want to say it's because of blood?" I opened my eyes and looked at Ling Yuan.

He nodded: "You can't suppress the negative emotions brought by the blood threads. In the future, apart from refining the blood threads, try not to use them under normal circumstances. Otherwise, these blood threads will only become killing weapons."

(End of this chapter)