"You are professional killers from hell..."
Facing everyone's slightly surprised gaze, Qin Yao took out the magic spirit bead from his pocket, summoned the red and white evil spirits, and asked seriously: "I wonder if there is any relationship with other hell killers, it is best to be the kind of people who collect money and do things cleanly and without leaving a finishing touch."
Although Shi Shaojian was not good at learning skills, Qin Yao beat him like a child, but he was also an unprovoked existence in the world and the world.
What's more, even if those ordinary killers kill themselves through poisoning, assassination, black guns and other means, they cannot destroy their souls, which are easy to leave hidden dangers. The most important thing is that they cannot kill them well and will only alert the snake.
On the contrary, professional-level hell killers are much easier to use. Through intermediary transactions, no matter whether they succeed in the end or not, they will not be able to find themselves.
This is the experience that Qin Yao summarized from the red and white evil spirits. After they took over the task of hunting Nian Ying, they didn't know that it was Grandma Mi who bought the murderer.
"What is the goal?" Hongsha asked.
Qin Yao thought for a while: "It must be below the eighth level of the human master, but the other party's biological father has a high magic power, which requires the killer to have the ability to counter-divination and calculating afterwards. To put it simply, killing people will not involve cause and effect!"
"Killers who don't kill people without causation are expensive..."
"Is one hundred yuan enough?" Qin Yao said.
Hongsha: "..."
I forgot that your family belongs to Kaitiandi Bank.
When I haven't said the word "expensive"!
A few days later.
On a wilderness.
The silver moon is like a plate.
Shi Shaojian, who was naked, reached out to put a ghost into the scroll. Under his feet was a woman who was tortured to death, and a man who died tragically tied to the wooden frame in front of him.
To practice the night walking of hundreds of ghosts, you must first draw the night walking of hundreds of ghosts on the picture, and secondly, you must hunt hundreds of ghosts, fill in the picture catalog, and use the power of hundreds of ghosts to practice.
It’s not that Shi Shaojian couldn’t find the evil spirit, but that he was a little mentally clean, thinking that the longer the evil spirits he lived, the dirtier they were, and the greater the cause and effect they had on their bodies. Instead, it was better to create and cultivate them yourself, clean and untainted by dust.
As for how to create it.
The newlywed couple in front of them are examples.
Rape and kill his wife in front of her husband, and the wife cannot bear the humiliation and turns into a demon. Then, killing her husband, and the husband will be full of resentment and will also turn into a demon.
Not only did he kill two birds with one stone, he also greatly enjoyed his emotions and brought good decompression effects, which made Shi Shao laugh proudly.
"puff!"
Silently, a thin demon sword surrounded by green light pierced the back of its head, and half of the sword tip pierced from the position of the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows. What's even more strange is that except for a circle of blood red at the wound, no blood overflowed.
"ah!"
Shi Shaojian's soul trembled and wanted to leave his body, but was hooked by green lights on the magic sword and forced into the sword.
Benlei Mountain.
Inside the palace.
Shi Jian, who was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, suddenly opened his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and walked out quickly with a serious look on his face.
Soon, he came to the wilderness like a ghost, stopped in front of the corpse with a little red eyebrows, and was speechless for a long time.
"The soul is back."
After a while, Shi Jian suddenly pulled out the wooden sword behind him, took out a stack of talisman paper strings on the sword, and swung the sword to burn spontaneously.
The talisman fire encountered strong winds, and the smoke rose up, releasing a summoning force, trying to summon Shi Shaojian's soul.
However, until the talisman paper on the wooden sword was burned to ashes, it could not summon a soul or a spirit.
"The soul is back!" Shi Jian was unwilling to give up and pierced a stack of talisman paper with his sword again to summon souls.
But the result is still the same.
At this time, Shi Jian understood that even if he could call him a thousand times or ten thousand times, he could not get his soul back.
Sighingly sent back to Mu Jian, Shi Jian sat down beside Shi Shaojian, pressing his index finger with his left hand on the other party's eyebrows a little red, and his right hand kept counting and deducing.
First, calculate the direction of his soul, and the eyes are like fog that cannot be seen clearly. Then calculate the whereabouts of the murderer, and the soul is as if he was hit hard, as if his head was hit on an iron plate.
"Lin Jiu, Qin Yao, Yizhuang; wild ghosts, revenge, and life is not good..." For a moment, countless thoughts surged in his mind, but he was confused, and he was full of anger and had no way to vent his catharsis.
"Sir, the shadow assassin has succeeded."
At the middle of the night, Hongsha, with a red light, flew to the outside of the wooden pavilion in the courtyard and bowed and said.
Inside the wooden pavilion.
Qin Yao used bamboo sticks to pluck the carbon fire under the tea stove and said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
He was not surprised by the result, and even took it for granted.
Shi Shaojian is at best a small growth boss. Before he can really grow up, it is normal to kill him in the cradle.
Even if Qin Yao doesn't invite a killer, he can take his life within ten rounds.
He didn't kill before, because Shi Shaojian had never asked for a bargain with him, and because he didn't jump well, it just disgusted him and did not reach the level of boredom; thirdly, he did not have the connections of the hell killer, so he couldn't find Zhang Deyang, the ancestor of Maoshan, for help, right?
Now that there are two points in three points, it is time to take his life.
As for mistakes, accidents, Qin Yao never thought about it, and didn't care.
If one wave of killers doesn’t work, please ask for a second wave. If the second wave doesn’t work, you will have three waves. It depends on how long he can last.
Of course, having said that, taking it away in one wave is undoubtedly the safest and least hidden danger result.
Qin Yao expressed his appreciation for the shadow assassin's business ability, thinking in his heart whether he should ask him to take action when he is full in the future and kill Shi Jian.
As an outstanding successor of Maoshan, no matter Uncle Jiu or him, once he is charged with killing his fellow disciples, the political future within the sect can basically be sentenced to death.
In the movie, Uncle Jiu killed Shi Jian. In fact, if there is a follow-up, Uncle Jiu will definitely be held accountable.
Not to mention Shi Jian committed any crime or killed anyone, the Criminal Hall looked at this, but the Criminal Hall was not at all qualified to deal with Shi Jian.
Those who are good at dealing with Shi Jian have long seen more than good and evil than black and white.
There were indeed evil moments in life. Qin Yao was thinking about how to kill Shi Jian in the future, so the person involved was wearing a cloud of cold air, crossing the door and coming straight to him.
"Greetings to Master." Qin Yao stood up and said to pay homage, but there was no sign of it on his body.
"Mr. Shi Jian is dead!" Shi Jian looked at him without blinking, his evil spirits were amazing.
Qin Yao was slightly stunned: "When did it happen?"
“Just tonight.”
Shi Jian said coldly: "Qin Yao, I came to you not to be accused of the enemy. If you sent someone to kill Shi Shaojian, please give me his soul and I will send him reincarnation and rebirth, and promise not to do anything to you!"
Chapter completed!