Chapter 214 Chapter 214 Evil Thoughts Become Demons

He Junxia has been paying attention to this matter.

The Discipline Inspection Commission and the court were very efficient. In less than 30 days, the penalties and first-instance judgments for the relevant personnel were issued.

It is very clear that the case will be dealt with severely and strictly. Several criminal suspects who have committed serious acts such as sexually assaulting minors multiple times have been sentenced to death and the sentence will be executed immediately.

When the news came out, everyone was very happy.

Several of the protectors, including Rong Yangping, were also severely punished and will have to spend at least several years in prison.

He Junxia also gave them some good things, some things that would not kill them but were very torturous, enough for them to live happily in prison.

I think after seeing the miserable conditions of these people in prison, anyone who wants to protect criminals should first consider whether they can withstand such torture.

"Batta"

The lighter lit the copied judgment, and the red flame quickly devoured the thin A4 paper.

He Junxia placed a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. The girl in the gray-white photo was not smiling. Her black and white eyes looked directly at the camera, and seemed to be looking directly at someone outside the photo.

The corners of her mouth were flat, without a trace of smile in her mind. Her stubborn expression was like the grass that can be seen everywhere but is full of vitality.

She is not an orphan, but she is very much an orphan.

Her father died when she was young and her mother remarried. They completely lost contact after a few years, leaving her to depend on her grandmother in the countryside.

It's a pity that the old man was old and in poor health. He passed away when his granddaughter was in junior high school, leaving the child alone and helpless, giving the black-hearted and rotten-lung beast an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

He Junxia wiped the dust off the tombstone.

In fact, this is just a cenotaph, and there is no girl's body or ashes in the tomb.

He said, "I sent your body to the Awakened and Monster Research Institute in the capital."

As the first awakened person to die after being parasitized by evil spirits, the girl's body is of great research value.

"But I didn't let the institute take the bodies away in vain. They must provide 300,000 yuan in compensation to the families of each innocent victim who died in the family massacre."

He also provided a monetary subsidy of 50,000 yuan to each victim's family. It wasn't a lot of money, just a token of his appreciation.

300,000, or 350,000, or any amount of money, cannot buy out a person's second half of life, no matter whether that person is 40, 50 or 80 years old.

But this was the only compensation the girl could give.

He Junxia looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, met the girl's black and white eyes, and a plum blossom swirled from nowhere and fell into his palm.

"I knew you would like this decision."

The young man's lips curved as he continued, "The H City government has taken over that organization and will allocate another special fund to support impoverished children. The state has also ordered a strict investigation of charitable organizations across the country..."

He Junxia stood in front of the tombstone and talked a lot before leaving.

He is not a nagging person, nor does he have excessive sympathy. He hates those who wield knives against the weaker ones.

But perhaps it was because the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron absorbed too much demonic energy from the girl's body and affected his thoughts, or because her experience was too regrettable, He Junxia couldn't help but say a few more words so that people in the afterlife would know.

"I'm leaving. Goodbye."

The soft wind gently blew through the treetops, the leaves rustled, and the rare warm sunshine in winter fell on the black and white photos, even the girl's stubborn eyebrows became softened.

…

Life goes on.

After holding inspiration detection ceremonies in several cities, He Junxia had not even had a few days to rest before his time was occupied by monsters appearing from all over the place.

Some monsters just do things without any brains, some rely on their own special skills, and some monsters are rare to still retain consciousness.

But there is one thing without exception: the monsters are all extremely ugly and hurtful to the eyes, exceeding the limits of human aesthetics.

In order to prevent his aesthetic taste from being affected by monsters, He Junxia decided to set a rule for himself and the assistants who came and went around him.

He used a wet wipe to wipe off the dust on his face. These were traces left by the pangolin-like monster that liked to burrow into the ground to escape.

Of course, it can't escape.

The staff from the logistics department took the monster's body away. He Junxia turned to look at several assistants who were sent to awaken spiritual weapons.

He looked them up and down with a very obvious gaze and made a very tactful (or not) suggestion: "These monsters are too ugly to hurt the eyes. It would be nice if after we deal with them, we could look at some handsome men and beautiful women to refresh our eyes."

"At the very least, you can't be sloppy."

Assistants: ...

Don’t they want to take good care of themselves?

I follow you around the country every day, and often stay up all night to hunt monsters. I can't even get rid of the dark circles under my eyes, and it's hard to be refined.

And although they are only high-level spiritual beings and cannot fight monsters, they always have to do what they can, such as evacuating the crowd, connecting with the local government, arranging food and accommodation, etc.

He Junxia: I don’t care

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Even if the conditions are limited, at least you can be more energetic.

Otherwise, when the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron absorbed a large amount of demonic energy, he would have worked so hard to defeat the monster, and his eyes and mood would be seriously "damaged" at the same time. Then he would turn around and see several "old" assistants with embarrassed brows and drooping eyes. It would be really despairing.

He Junxia missed Jian Fu a little.

Although she rarely wears makeup, every time she appears in public, her clothes are very clean and tidy, which is very friendly to the eyes.

But last month she went to the Capital Special Bureau for training. Based on her experience, it would take at least half a year for her to come back.

The new assistants are all men, and in terms of personal hygiene and image, they look like uncles in their forties or fifties.

Can't even shave cleanly!

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Why not wait until these people awaken their spirit weapons and leave, and then hire a female assistant. Although it may not be convenient at times, at least it will give you a clean and tidy image.

Or go to the Awakened School and be an assistant teacher?

At this time, the Awakening School is full of highly inspired high school students recruited from all over the country. They are younger and more energetic than the assistants, and they also pay attention to their image.

The more He Junxia thought about it, the better this idea seemed to him.

Ever since he discovered that the highly spiritual beings who worked as his assistants could generally awaken their spiritual weapons in a short period of time, Principal Zhang had repeatedly invited him to the school to be a full-time teacher or to teach students a few classes every week.

But thinking of his mother's teaching experience and those troublesome parents and children made him feel a little repulsive. Furthermore, the day-to-day lack of novelty in teaching was a concern, and he was afraid of misleading the students. The long commute to the capital was also a hassle, so he politely declined Principal Zhang's offer.

Now it seems that it would be nice to feel the youthful vigor more. After dealing with monsters a few more times, I always feel that I will soon become a monster.

Several "seasoned" assistants looked at He Junxia lost in thought and couldn't help feeling nervous. They lowered their heads and checked their clothes in panic.

You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

The shoes are dirty; the pants are dirty; the down jacket is dirty; and the person is dirty too.

A whole big dirty bag.

Assistants: ...

No wonder Brother Song asked them to pay attention to their image. This look is a bit eye-catching and not very popular.

Wait, Brother Song won’t think they are too dirty and want to drive them away and replace them with another group of people.

That won’t do!

God knows how much effort they have put in to grab the rare assistant position. They must not be kicked out just because of something that would make people laugh if their image was not up to standard.

Several people hurriedly patted their clothes and pants. For a moment, countless tiny dust particles gathered into the air, forming a dust cloud visible to the naked eye.

He Junxia immediately took a big step back.

His expression was somewhat numb, with a hint of death. He was supposed to be smart and handle things.

Scam!

It's all a scam!

After getting rid of the underground monsters that threatened the buildings in V City, He Junxia rushed to the Capital Awakener School without stopping - if he didn't absorb some spiritual energy from the young students, he felt that he would become a wilted old man.

"One two one, one two one, one two one, one two three - four!"

Loud and uniform slogans were heard from the track. Students in tight clothes strode forward, and beads of sweat fell on the plastic track, exuding the breath of youth.

He Junxia stood under a big tree and watched the scene. He couldn't help but think of his student days many years ago, when he was a student who hated running exercises.

It’s not that I hate running as an activity, but I hate the sticky feeling that comes with running in the hot summer.

My clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to my skin. Walking among a group of students, all kinds of unpleasant smells lingered in my nose.

But now his roles have been reversed and he has become a teacher. Seeing groups of students sweating profusely while doing exercises, he can't help but feel a little gloating.

Poor students.

He Junxia opened the thermos and took a big sip happily, but the cup did not contain wolfberry water, but ice-cold cola.

The cool carbonated sparkling water stimulates the mouth and throat, making people let out a comfortable sigh.

When He Junxia was still a junior high school student, he really couldn't understand why some assistant teachers always liked to stand by the roadside to watch students doing exercises and chat and laugh with their colleagues.

Now he finally understood.

You can feel the students' vitality without having to run yourself. You can also watch the students sweating profusely and exhausted, which creates an incomparable happy contrast.

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He Junxia drank Coke while watching the students doing morning exercises. When he recalled those strange and deformed monsters, he no longer felt it hurt his eyes. His spirit and soul were sublimated.

As the ancients said: The young dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon.

You are not deceiving me.