The female demon is not weak, and it is almost impossible to completely burn it to ashes.
So Ye Fan deliberately used some "special materials" when making this fake corpse.
The flame burning in Ye Fan's hands was also the cold fire he specially borrowed from Zhu Jiuyin.
Although this kind of flame looks blue in appearance, its actual temperature is very high and can burn the fake corpse more thoroughly.
Even though Ye Fan borrowed cold fire, it took a full stick of incense to burn the fake corpse before it turned into ashes.
"come here!"
Ye Fan looked at the few young monks who were standing at the door of the execution chamber after cleaning the torture platform, not daring to come in for a long time, and pointed at one of them and said to him.
The man was dumbfounded when his name was called by Ye Fan, and he took two steps forward cautiously.
"Put these ashes in a jar. I want to go on a business trip with Mr. Dijiang."
After hearing Ye Fan's request, the young monk only regretted that he had lost two legs. He quickly found an empty jar and swept all the "ashes" on the ground into it.
Ye Fan held the jar of ashes and looked very disgusted.
"Really, you've already saved a lot of money and you still need to trouble me."
With such complaints on his lips, Ye Fan still took the jar of "ashes" and came to Di Jiang's office.
Di Jiang opened the office door with a serious look on his face, and after letting Ye Fan in and closing the door, he immediately changed his face.
"Hurry up, hurry up, take out the witch, don't hold it back."
Di Jiang said eagerly.
"Don't worry, I have time under my control."
Ye Fan casually threw the urn aside. This thing had completed its mission.
With a thought, the female demon's body appeared on the floor of the office. Di Jiang hurriedly fed a dark pill into the female demon's mouth.
After taking the dark pill, the female slayer woke up leisurely.
The female demon just wanted to sit up, but the wounds on her body were affected, she hissed, and lay back down again.
"You should lie down first."
Di Jiang glanced at Ye Fan accusingly and said complainingly.
"You are too cruel. You have to stab me with so many swords when you can clearly solve the problem with one sword."
Ye Fan curled his lips nonchalantly.
"Not to mention, I only stabbed her once, and they didn't believe it. I just said that they made such a mess. If I didn't do something ruthless, how could they let go of the body of the female slave so easily."
The female demon coughed twice and said weakly.
"That's not good. Ye Fan avoided all the vital points when he struck. These injuries only look serious, and there was a lot of blood, which is why I am so weak."
Ye Fan smiled and looked at the female slave. He thought that since he had hurt the female slave so many times, the female slave would inevitably get angry with him. Unexpectedly, she did not blame him at all.
With that said, Ye Fan took out a piece of transparent colloid from the ring.
"Take this with you first, so as not to be discovered by them, you can hide here for the next few days."
This is exactly the fairy land that Fuxi wanted.
The female slayer nodded, but because of her injuries, it was not convenient for her to do anything.
So Ye Fan took matters into his own hands and started playing with her face.
Since the female slave had no hair, after thinking for a moment, Ye Fan made a very convenient image for her.
After a while, under Ye Fan's trouble, a young monk with delicate features appeared in front of the two of them.