Ji Yan's last word is "you", not "you".

Yi Dao heard clearly and understood that Ji Yan was expressing his dissatisfaction in his own way. However, he did not make any expression, let alone an explanation. He just entered the morgue without looking back. Just like Yang Qi yesterday.

, Yi Dao also walked through the long corridor, walked through the small room studded with freezer drawers, and finally came to Yang Qi's morgue.

Like the first three, Yang Qi's body had its limbs chopped off, and his death condition was extremely miserable. His twisted face was almost as big as a washbasin, and it was covered with scars from fish and shrimp bites in the water. It was really horrible to look at!

When he saw the corpse, Yi Dao couldn't help but frown and suppressed the feeling of vomiting in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Yi Dao stretched out his hand to the pale Yintang of the corpse. A chilly air that was so cold that it made people's hair stand on end quickly penetrated into Yi Dao's palm like a little snake. The gray-haired old policeman

Sure enough, you guessed it right, this is indeed not man-made.

Seeing Yi Dao nodding, the old policeman lowered his head knowingly, and his heart became even heavier. If it were an individual, the police would still hope to catch the murderer if they put more effort into it. Now that it is really proven that non-human beings did it, let alone arrest him.

Hasn’t it become extremely difficult to take precautions?

Of course, Yi Dao wouldn't think so much. He was still recalling the feeling when the yin energy passed through the palm of his hand. This was definitely not an ordinary ghost, maybe... it was another cursed soul! Yi Dao's heart also became heavy.

In the past, the work of recovering the cursed soul was basically completed by Miao Li. He only did some of the simplest things. Now the relationship between Miao Li and Baifu is very tense. Of course, it is difficult to turn to him for help. It seems that it is himself.

It was time to exert force. Yi Dao clenched his fists. He owed Baifu this, and he came here to repay his debt. It wouldn't be ridiculous if he couldn't do anything yet.

After thinking about it, Yi Dao asked the old policeman and the policeman in green who had been accompanying him to exit first. The policeman in green was very reluctant. He never believed in any ghosts and gods. When he saw the old policeman asking for a magician, he already felt ridiculous. If not

Out of respect for his seniors, he had kicked out the fat mage who looked round-headed. Now that the mage asked himself, a policeman, to go out, who would be responsible if something went wrong?! He was scolded by the leader just this morning.

After a meal, we can’t come back for a second time so soon, right?

Despite the old policeman's repeated persuasion, the green-clothed policeman still refused to leave. Seeing the old policeman in such a difficult position, Yi Dao did not insist and set up the magic circle on his own. Yi Dao recited a spell in his mouth and obeyed the Soul-fixing Flag.

It rose into the sky again, emitting golden light.

Seeing these green-clothed policemen, they just kept sneering, looking like they were waiting for a good show. In his eyes, there was still a big gap between Yi Dao's tricks and the world-famous magician David. How could Lao Xu do it alone?

How come a veteran comrade who has been in the police for decades has been deceived by this round-headed guy?!

Yi Dao recited the spell attentively, hoping to use his sincerity to find a clue, even if it was just a little bit. Similar to some previous vicious curse spirits, this curse soul also imprisoned their souls when it harmed people. Now Yi Dao

I hope that the memory of this poor soul can be recalled through soul-calling, especially the memory of his final tragic death.

Sure enough, it worked. A broken wooden boat, a lean man with scars on his face, and a bright red figure appeared in front of Yi Dao's eyes...

Suddenly, the silent scene was replaced by shrill screams!

The voice sounded like a man but not a man, a woman but not a woman. It was impossible to tell the gender. But the voice seemed to be shouting into Yi Dao's heart. He seemed to feel that someone was using a broadsword that was not sharply sharpened.

Cut his left shoulder, then his right shoulder, then his legs, eyes, ears...

"Fairy!"

These were the last words Yi Dao heard.

When he opened his eyes again, Yi Dao's head was covered with a layer of dense beads of sweat, and even his hands were trembling disobediently. Seeing his trembling hands, Yi Dao did not feel ashamed, but felt very happy.

Fortunately, it was just an illusion, and his hands and feet were still there. After calming down, Yi Dao understood for the first time why Miao Li insisted not to let Baifu use blood to solve the problem. Every time he used blood, Baifu would

Go through such pain, and it may be more bloody, detailed, and painful...

Yi Dao suddenly felt that Miao Li must be different from him. He wanted to repay the blood debt and break the Thirteen Curses, but what about Miao Li? Is it the same as him? What was his purpose in casting a curse on Baifu?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Yi Dao simply stopped thinking about it. When he turned around, Yi Dao happened to see two faces with completely different expressions. The old policeman's face was heavy and worried, while the green policeman's face was full of ridicule and exploration.

"Did you receive it?" the old policeman asked eagerly, his gray hair trembling in response to his words.
Chapter completed!