Chapter 771: Shen Lingyue (4)

Shen Lingyue has figured it out and regrets it.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The price she paid for her youth and ignorance was too high.

After saying this, Shen Lingyue raised her head and looked at Ning Huanxin again: "Sister, are you a psychic policeman?"

In fact, Shen Lingyue had seen Ning Huanxin here several times, but she hid under the water and did not appear in the previous times. At first, she didn't want to show up, and later she was afraid of Lin Qiuhan's breath. That female ghost was really too strong and too violent, so she didn't dare to show up.

Hearing Shen Lingyue's words, Ning Huanxin smiled faintly: "Psychic police? I... I guess so."

The people in the Unsolved Cases Section Three can indeed be considered psychic policemen. Seeing Ning Huanxin admit her identity, Shen Lingyue's eyes lit up immediately: "Sister, I killed Yang Feng, I admit it, are you going to arrest me? Or do you want to let my soul fly away?"

Shen Lingyue's attitude towards admitting her guilt was extremely good.

Even Ning Huanxin could sense her impatience.

Was she eager to leave the lake, or was there another reason?

"I don't have the ability to turn you into ashes. You did kill someone, but you are now a ghost and must be handed over to the underworld for judgment. When you enter the underworld, the judge of the underworld and Hades will naturally interrogate you."

To the underworld? Shen Lingyue's face was full of complexities when she heard Ning Huanxin's words.

"What's wrong?"

Sensing her mood change, Ning Huanxin suddenly asked.

"No, nothing. If you don't arrest me, I will go back."

As she spoke, Shen Lingyue slowly turned around, her soul gradually became transparent, and finally dissipated on the lake.

After seeing her soul disappear, Ning Huanxin stood on the shore for a long time.

Later, she simply took out a cushion from the car, sat on the shore, and slowly began to practice. While Ning Huanxin was concentrating on her practice, the surrounding spiritual energy rushed into her body frantically. The lakeside and even the church not far away were filled with the sound of a soft whimpering wind.

A blurry blood-red shadow floated out from the church and looked at Ning Huanxin from afar.

This human monk, her blood... is very strange.

The blood-red shadow stared at Ning Huanxin for a long time, and finally turned and left.

He didn't dare touch her blood, and...

This monk was tainted with the aura of "there", so he had no hostility towards her.

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Before I knew it, the sky had brightened.

Ning Huanxin slowly opened her eyes. She had sat by the lake all night and had successfully broken through the second level of her psychic spell.

Ning Huanxin felt that her body was full of coldness. The autumn night was really cold.

call.

She exhaled and stretched her stiff limbs. Practicing here was really not as comfortable as practicing in her own bed!

Ning Huanxin returned to the car and drove along a small path. Not far away, she saw a village. Early in the morning, the small shops and breakfast shops at the entrance of the village were open.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ning Huanxin found a baseball cap and put it on, then parked the car at the entrance of the village and found a breakfast shop to sit down.

"Girl, what would you like to eat?"

The owner of the breakfast shop is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She wears an apron and a chef's hat and looks very professional.

"Have a bowl of millet porridge. It's a little cold, but it'll warm your stomach."

Ning Huanxin sat aside, lowered her head and whispered.

(End of this chapter)