System 666: "Master, System No. 93 Little Cloud presents you with 318 strands of soul power, A-level."
Lin Xiaoman, who was still moving forward, paused, his face full of surprise. This problem has been solved!
And, so many!
This is 20%, which is about 1590 in total.
BOSS, you really have a lot of experience!
Following the direction indicated by the little cloud, Lin Xiaoman soon arrived at the crime scene and saw 93 hidden in the treetops.
Lin Xiaoman jumped over nimbly and saw two corpses.
"Huh? Dead?"
Because the previous ghost stories disappeared after death, a strange look flashed across Lin Xiaoman's face.
"Yeah. It's completely cold." 93 nodded. "But this cat-faced old lady is probably a completely physical ghost, so even if she's dead, she's left behind a corpse."
Lin Xiaoman first looked at the captured fat boy. It was obvious that his neck had been bitten off and he could not be saved. As for this monster, through its dirty hair, one could vaguely see a face that looked like both an old man and a beast.
"The old lady with a cat face?" Lin Xiaoman asked curiously.
"Around 1995, rumors of the Cat-Faced Old Lady were rampant in Bin City," 93 said slowly. "She was originally an ordinary old lady who worked hard to raise her son. However, after her son married, he wasn't filial to his wife, and the old lady was constantly bullied. Eventually, she hanged herself. Before the burial, while the body was lying at home, a cat jumped over the old lady's coffin, and she resurrected. She killed her son and wife, disemboweling them. Then, children started disappearing from the area, and the rumors about the Cat-Faced Old Lady intensified. Some even said it was a human trafficking organization playing tricks, abducting children for illegal trade, even reselling their organs. Anyway, the truth is still unknown."
"Oh, I see."
It’s okay to just listen to ghost stories. Lin Xiaoman has no intention of exploring the truth in depth. The most important thing is to gain something.
"Boss, there's so much soul power this time! Is it because this cat-faced old lady has strong fighting power?"
"The cat-faced old lady's combat power is just so-so. As for why the harvest is so great, I guess it's because so many people have died directly and indirectly at her hands." 93 expressed his speculation. "I have a hypothesis. The soul power we obtain is most likely a gift from the heavens, another form of merit. We kill monsters and gain soul power, and the locals of this world kill monsters and accumulate merit, which will lead to a good rebirth in the next life."
"Doesn't the Heavenly Dao know that there's something wrong between us?"
“That’s not necessarily true…”
As he was speaking, the sound of a dog barking came from a distance.
"Walk."
It was obvious that the man was chasing them, so without saying anything, the two of them quickly slipped away.
Although 93 installed a silencer on the gun, the bullet was still in the cat-faced old lady's body. Carrying a gun without permission is a serious crime.
Stepping on the tree trunks, the two men quickly left the battlefield.
They went back to the dirt road, got on their tricycle, found a small road, and ran away.
With the current surveillance technology, it’s not easy to find them!
…
Mausoleum capital.
It was a little after 1 a.m. and the city was very quiet, with most people lost in their dreams. However, the food stalls were still as bustling as day.
Groups of people gathered together to enjoy a midnight snack.
In front of a food stall, dozens of burly men who looked like gangsters gathered together, drinking and eating.
There were not many dishes left on the table, almost all of them were eaten up, and there was a huge pile of empty wine bottles scattered all over the floor.
Everyone at the table had obviously drunk quite a bit.
"No, I really can't drink anymore. Brother Tong, how about we call it a day today?" The bald man paid the bill and didn't sit down after coming back. He stood and spoke awkwardly.
"Why are you leaving? Keep drinking!" Gu Tong grabbed him and pulled him back to his seat with force.
Gu Tong's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of fatigue. He grabbed the beer bottle and drank it again.
Since the boss didn't say anything, everyone could only continue sitting there.
After drinking for a while, the bald man spoke again, his tone filled with worry and concern, "Brother Tong, have you encountered any difficulties? Just drinking alone won't solve the problem! We are all brothers, so tell us and we can find a solution together."
"Yeah yeah."
"Brother Tong, if you need anything, just tell me."
The younger brothers echoed.
"I..." Gu Tong opened his mouth, smiled bitterly, and waved his hand, "Let's not talk about it."
He didn't know where to start talking about this matter.
These days, he couldn't sleep well and had nightmares every night. He always dreamed of the bloody scenes of people being cut by a knife in the subway station.
I tried hard to forget, but I couldn't help dreaming about it. Even taking sleeping pills was of no use.
Nightmares are not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is!
When he woke up in the middle of the night, he always felt that there was someone!
There seemed to be a tall black figure standing beside his bed, looking down at him, sharpening a knife.
It seemed as if he would be cut in half in the next second.
But every time he turned on the light, there was nothing there, and he was the only one in the empty room.
He also went to see a doctor, who said that it was just a symptom of being oppressed by a puppet and there was no need to be nervous.
But he knew it was real, it was a monster!
The monster caught up with him!
Because after the first fright, he started sleeping with the light on! But every time he woke up, the light was off!
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