A rain, corpses all over the ground.

It's almost 5 a.m., and it's not yet dawn.

When the members of the Demon Turin Detective Department came to collect the corpses, Qin Kun sat under the tarp on the rooftop in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The rain was a little less than before, but it was colder.

Qin Kun lit a cigarette and looked to the side: "Come on one?"

Old man Cui left without anyone noticing. A Taoist priest sat next to Qin Kun. He was nearly 40 years old, wearing straw sandals and mud on his Taoist robe. He sat upright and waved his hand at Qin Kun: "No."

After the two of them finished speaking, only the sound of rain remained.

This Taoist priest is the deputy Taohuayan, who is responsible for the aftermath.

There are a total of 6 bodies upstairs and have been carried down one after another.

"Tao Lu, there are 17 corpses upstairs and downstairs. They all died of suicide. The ones upstairs... were tortured and killed by someone."

A clerk wearing a black uniform of the Spirit Detective Department looked at Qin Kun and stopped the report.

Qin Kun lowered his head and smoked, not looking at him.

Master Lu signaled: "Where are around?"

The clerk came to his senses and took a deep breath: "18 citizens died, a total of 39 people, including 4 children."

Under the tarpaulin, the bench that had been cooling suddenly collapsed.

Qin Kun sat in the air, his posture did not change. Master Lu was shocked and quickly stood up.

Seeing Qin Kun not moving, Master Lu was shocked. Now he understood a little, what did his boss Wanrenlang meant when he said that he should not mess with him.

Qin Kun sucked half of the cigarette in one breath, spit out a cigarette dragon, then sucked it back into his mouth, then sprayed it out of his nostrils, and lit another one.

When Master Lu and the clerk saw Qin Kun’s strange expression, they said goodbye and walked downstairs.

"Tao Lu, that little brother Qin's expression is so scary that I have goose bumps... Could it be that he killed those Western believers?"

Clerk Xiaowei's heartbeat was very fast. Just now, the young man Qin just sat there, and he felt inexplicable palpitations. Chief Van, the senior brother who never gave people good face, did not give him such great pressure.

You have goosebumps? I'm just goosebumps!

Master Lu unconsciously touched his arm. Goosebumps on his arm were like rashes, and he couldn't even get down. Grandma, I have seen the world at least. When did a young man be so scared like this?

They usually fight against evil spirits and others. Those cultists are the first trouble they encounter. Some people even use guns, but they still can't touch the corner of their clothes. Instead, they ambushed twice and killed three clerks.

As a result, today, 17 of these tricky guys died in one go!!!

Those are 17 masters of magic, not 17 dogs!

The corpses, limbs were broken, their heads were smashed into their chests, bone spurs were pierced, and the sternum was broken, and the bodies could not be restored. The people who killed them must have been extremely angry.

Master Lu couldn't tell that Brother Qin was so cruel and ruthless. Thinking of not picking up Yan just now, Master Lu felt a little regretful: Isn't this guy jealous of me, right?

"It wasn't him who killed it, was it you who killed it?"

In order to relieve his discomfort, Master Lu scolded with a stern face: "Those corpses gather in the five yin and cannot leave their bodies, so it is clear that their souls have been broken. Apart from the young man with evil spirits, who else is living here? Stop talking about others, hurry up and work!"

Xiao Wei was frightened and shrank his head: "Oh..."

...

Qin Kun didn't know when he fell asleep.

This day was an extremely irritating day.

Sleeping with restlessness is very poor.

In the dream, Qin Kun dreamed that he was in the cremation building of the funeral home. Many corpses that were about to be cremated sat up and asked him for his orders, saying that he had harmed them. Qin Kun was pulled by the dead bodies, and was irritable and pityful. In the end, he could only open the door of the cremation furnace and push them down.

The corpses were pushed into the crematorium. They were screaming, cursing, complaining, and their words were vicious. Qin Kun felt the high temperature of the crematorium and ushered in the second wave of corpses.

"I don't want cremation! I want you to pay your life!"

Qin Kun argued: "It was not me who killed you!"

"It's you!"

Not only the corpses around, but also the newly cremated corpses crawled out of the crematorium, and their ferrous and charred arms grabbed Qin Kun: "It's you who caused it!!!"

"Not me!"

Qin Kun wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't scream and had no strength left. The corpses carried him and threw him towards the crematorium. The high temperature hit him. Qin Kun felt helpless and looked at the corpses at the door of the crematorium and smiled helplessly, slid into the flames of the thousand-degree high temperature, as if he fell into hell.

"Qin Kun...Qin Kun, wake up quickly?!"

"Ah--" Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, and found that Chu Qianxun was shaking him.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Chu Qianxun was puzzled. This was the rooftop on the 4th floor. It was raining so heavily outside, and Qin Kun actually fell asleep in the rain.

"I……"

The clouds were heavy and the rain was still falling, but it was already daytime.

Qin Kun took out his cell phone and wanted to see what time it was, but found that the cell phone was soaked. He wanted to sit up, but found that he was weak, his whole body was extremely weak, and his throat was hoarse.

"Don't move, you seem to have a fever."

Chu Qianxun touched Qin Kun's forehead, which was a bit hot.

Indeed, Qin Kun also felt that he had a fever. His whole body was hot, and he could feel it without touching it. His head was drowsy and his throat was very thirsty. More importantly, the personal attributes in his mind had dropped to a terrible value.

Qin Kun, male, 23 years old

Qi and Blood, 193/290(-400)

Spiritual Power, 97/190(-600)

The upper limit of Qi, Blood and Spiritual Power has dropped significantly, and the current values ​​are still decreasing.

"You have to go to the hospital!" Chu Qianxun said.

"I won't go. Just help me go to a sleep." Qin Kun said calmly.

"Must go!" Chu Qianxun raised his face.

Although Qin Kun still wanted to stubbornly, it didn't feel that it was of much use. The eldest lady had a serious expression. He looked around and found that the elixirs were all used to replenish qi, blood and spirit, but there was no fever-reducing pill...

"All right."

Qin Kun found that Chu Qianxun wanted to carry him, and said weakly: "I'm very heavy."

Chu Qianxun rolled up his sleeves, patted Qin Kun on the shoulder and smiled: "Have you ever seen a tomboy?"

As he said that, he could recite it easily for Qin Kun.

I'm fucking...

Qin Kun weighs 80~85kg. Since he obtained the system, his physique has been constantly improving. For ghosts, he has yang energy and his weight is probably comparable to a small hill. Although Chu Qianxun is not a ghost, for a girl, his weight is similar to a hill.

But she actually... was very casually carrying it for herself?!

Qin Kun bit his tongue, it hurt a lot, and he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"Miss... Did you carry goods at the wharf in your previous life..." Qin Kun asked dryly on Chu Qianxun's soft back.

"Carry your grandma's legs!"

Chu Qianxun was furious and almost rolled down the stairs. She bit her teeth and said, "I just pasted the Piaoyu Talisman for you!!"

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Chapter completed!