The alley is not far behind the city's commercial center. The office buildings in front are very lively during the day. By midnight, the overtime people are almost gone, and there is almost no one to see.

Ten years ago, a young white-collar worker who got off work in the middle of the night was held here by a group of gangsters. He abused him for more than two hours and finally died tragically.

Xia Yanqi felt uncomfortable and asked, "What happened to those people?"

"The last one was released from prison last month."

"How could this happen?!" Xia Yanqi said indignantly, "Didn't it mean that killing people pay for their lives? How could they be released from prison so easily!"

"Minor." Xia Shi said, "And she was not killed directly. She was still alive when they left. She was suffering from pain."

Xia Yanqi shivered.

"This is not a residential area, and no one passes by at night. She begs for mercy and cries to help her, but no one responds to her. When she was discovered the next day, she did not have any intact skin on her body, and even her eyes were picked off."

"Bad kill?" Yan Jing walked two steps into the alley, then stopped and closed his eyes to feel the resentment in the air, and after a while, she said: "She has become a earth-bound spirit, and she repeats her experiences in her life every day. She cannot be reborn or liberated."

Xia Yanqi's tears came down.

When she cut a little skin when she cut the fruit, she would yell and rummagate through the boxes and find medicine. The girl suffered such pain every day for nearly ten years. And after all, she could stand in the sun and laugh and play again and live a good life again.

What did that girl do wrong? Just because she was late to get off work, should she suffer all this?

Xia Shiyuan looked at Lu Bingqian again: "The person who investigated this case was Uncle Lu."

Lu Nuoming, Lu Bingqian's father, is currently the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade in City A.

"So why are you here?"

Facing Xia Shiyuan's inquiring gaze, Lu Bingqian moved his lips and said nothing.

"We..." As soon as Xiaohai spoke, Lu Bingqian raised his hand to stop him.

"I haven't figured out how to tell you, I..."

"Do you really think I will know nothing about you when you go out in the middle of the night?" Xia Shiyuan curled his lips, "Don't worry, after you go out, I will go with you, slow! slow! count!"

It would be more convincing if she hadn't gritted her teeth.

"Meow!"

A cat moan made everyone's attention focus on Qin Peiyu, and even Yan Jing opened his eyes and turned around.

"Meow!"

Qin Peiyu's voice was slow and he stretched out his claws to point at the soul-summoning banner.

Yan Jing's pupils shrank.

The banners around the soul-summoning banners bulged like wind-filled pockets, and the black shadows on both sides were still drilling inside, and the banners were about to be broken.

Yan Jing quickly stepped forward, took out a few yellow talisman paper from his pocket and threw it on the soul-suming banner. The talisman paper was firmly stuck to the banner, and made a few gestures in his hand, chanting: "The Supreme Emperor's Decree, surpassing your lonely soul, and ghosts are all traits, and the four lives are grateful." (Taoist Rebirth Mantra)

The few black shadows closest to him actually screamed, and turned into white light and disappeared in place.

However, the situation of the Soul Conjuring Banner did not improve, and it continued to bulge outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black shadows on both sides were also constantly squeezing into the inside. If this continues, the situation may be bad.

In a hurry, Yan Jing bit his fingers, squeezed and bleeding, and drew a talisman in the air.

The blood hung in the air like it had solidified. He was very fast and instantly drew the talisman, and then slapped the talisman on the soul-suming banner.

The flag stopped agitation, and the black shadows on both sides stood there and stopped temporarily, while the originally faint chanting of scriptures became rapid again, hitting the eardrums of everyone present.

"laugh."

A small mouth was torn apart from the soul-summoning banner.

Yan Jing seemed to be punched in the chest and bent down instantly. He endured the pain and stood up straight, his face pale, and a little redness spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

Yan Jing swallowed the blood in his mouth, sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his fist with his left hand and held his right wrist with his left hand, and made sword marks with his two fingers in his right hand, and then pointed forward at the soul-summoning banner.

"Lin, soldiers, fight..."

Before he could finish his pronunciation, the soul-summoning banner exploded from the small hole just now. All the dead souls that had been taken in were scattered and rushed towards his body one after another.

But in an instant, Yan Jing's body was overwhelmed by the black shadow.

Not only Yan Jing, but also Lu Bingqian and others were surrounded by black shadows.

"Uh!"

A shenyin, who suppressed pain, overflowed from Xia Yanqi's mouth. Her whole body was surrounded by black shadows, and countless black shadows were opening their mouths and biting her, her arms, legs, waist... she didn't even let go of her ears and noses.

However, Xia Yanqi's limbs and waist were bound by the black vines lurking out of the alley at some time and could not move.

The shadows that were touched by her became more solid in the next second. The shadows who originally wanted to pounce on Yan Jing turned to Xia Yanqi when they saw this.

Xiaohai couldn't take care of himself, and Lu Bingqian was surrounded by many dark shadow soldiers wearing armor. He tore one and then surrounded him. However, he could not move a little bit by a distance of only two steps.

All this happened so quickly that Xia Shiyuan didn't react at all. He saw Xia Yanqi's face turned painful and ferocious, and there was no injury in the area that could be seen by the naked eye, but bleeding was oozing.

"It hurts so much." Xia Yanqi turned his head toward Xia Shiyuan with tears and begging in his eyes, and said with tears and begging, "Save me, please, save me."

Her eyes suddenly protruded, her eyelids flipped and drooped on it, her nose collapsed, and two flying flesh and blood were drawn to her ears and temples. Her face was covered with blood and tears, so terrifying that it made people almost disgusting.

Xia Shiyuan subconsciously took a half step back, but he leaned against a wall that she could not see. It was cold and smooth, sticky, and had a rotten smell.

Xia Shiyuan's body trembled slightly and his hands clenched his fists.

She knew in her heart that Xia Yanqi must have encountered a situation she didn't understand.

She looked at the other people on the field.

Yan Jing sat cross-legged on the ground, his face as if he was like gold paper, and he was muttering something in his mouth with his eyes closed.

Xiaohai kept slapping his body with a disgust, occasionally jumping his feet.

Lu Bingqian repeatedly grabbed the unknown thing in the air with both hands and tore it open to both sides. He lifted his feet and put them down, but he kept stammering.

No one can help Xia Yanqi.

Qin Peiyu stood on the high wall, her originally wide-open cat eyes turned into vertical pupils, staring at Xia Yanqi from a high place, arched her waist and back, and raised her claw slightly, ready to give her some at any time.

Outside the small wooden house in the valley.

Xia Yanyue was covered in her hair and stood in the yard with her hands behind her back, looking at the direction of City A without moving.
Chapter completed!