Chapter 11 Do Good People Deserve What They Get?



After a fierce battle, Qiao Yuan sat on the sofa, panting.

The woman's upper body had been stuffed into the TV. From the outside, only her lower body in a skirt could be seen kneeling outside.

Drops of black blood flowed down the body to the base of the legs.

Qiao Yuan picked up the toilet paper, wiped the sticky liquid off his hands, then took out ten chocolates from his pocket and swallowed them.

[Health +20]

Suddenly, the hollowed-out body quickly recovered.

The second level of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is indeed powerful, but judging from the course of the battle, this alien spirit could only be beaten the entire time.

The thin film on his body was almost fatal to these strange spirits.

After some internal estimation, he decided to use Li Xiaoling as the combat measurement unit.

This strange spirit is roughly equivalent to three Li Xiaolings!

Take a sip of hot water.

[Cultivation +1]

The speed of improving my cultivation is a little slow, but there is nothing I can do about it. Drinking too much water can easily cause trouble.

Qiao Yuan checked his gains. The previous damage plus the final kill gave him a total of 10 energy points.

If there were a few more strange spirits like this, he would be able to cultivate another internal skill sooner or later.

"Come out, it's been resolved."

Qiao Yuan said while drinking hot water.

Snap~

As the door opened, a figure walked out.

"Brother, what about that woman?"

Jia Hong asked cautiously, looking around anxiously.

Hiding in the house, he could only hear the screams like ghosts and the sound of furniture breaking.

"Dead."

Qiao Yuan said lightly, and just as he stood up, suddenly... his nose frowned slightly.

"Do you smell anything?"

As the scent of perfume that had been in the air faded away, another strange smell began to appear.

The hidden scent in the perfume began to take over.

Jia Hong scratched his head, and finally saw the corpse stuck in the TV, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After hearing what Qiao Yuan said, he sniffed carefully and said, "No, I don't smell it."

Qiao Yuan didn't say anything. The smell hidden in the perfume became clearer and clearer, as if something was rotten.

The taste is very close!

Until Qiao Yuan came to another bedroom.

Open the door.

Qiao Yuan was stunned for three seconds.

Then the door closed with a bang.

He picked up the hot water on the table, thought for a long time, and finally put it down.

Huh~

Qiao Yuan took a deep breath to clear the air in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Jia Hong asked in confusion.

Seeing Qiao Yuan's expression change from relaxed at the beginning to serious now, what happened?

Or is there something in that room?

Then... isn't this my mother's room?

For some unknown reason, Jia Hong felt a little nervous, even more nervous than before. He didn't know why he felt this damn nervous.

That woman is obviously dead!

At this time, sweat broke out on Jia Hong's forehead again.

This didn't seem to be sweat... but he didn't know what it was. Anyway, it was very smelly and sticky.

He felt even colder!

Jia Hong wrapped his coat tightly around him and walked towards the bedroom.

Behind him, Qiao Yuan's voice rang out.

"Have you ever seen a horror movie?"

Jia Hong was stunned. He didn't know what Qiao Yuan meant by this. A voice deep in his heart told him not to open the door, but he seemed unable to control himself.

Finally, he arrived at the door of the room.

"Are you sure you're ready?"

Qiao Yuan's voice sounded in his ears again.

But at this moment, Jia Hong seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier. Qiao Yuan's voice was clearly ringing in his ears, but he felt it was so far away, and his entire consciousness entered a very wonderful space.

Snap~

Jia Hong's Adam's apple was shaking up and down, and the sweat on his body had already soaked his clothes, emitting a foul stench. But the more this happened, the tighter he wrapped his clothes. After hesitating for a long time, he endured the fear and opened the door.

Everything inside the door came into view.

Buzz~

Jia Hong's mind went blank, his eyes wide open, staring at the scene in disbelief.

Squeak~

The kettle in the kitchen made a sizzling sound, and waves of hot steam rose up and floated in the air.

Qiao Yuan turned off the gas and waited for the water to cool down. What he needed was hot water, not boiling water.

Then his gaze shifted to Jia Hong, who had been stunned for several minutes.

To be precise, it should be Jia Hong's body.

Jia Hong is dead, and his mother is also dead. Qiao Yuan doesn't know exactly when he died, but what is certain is that he has been dead for several days.

From the moment I stepped into this place, there was always a lingering smell of perfume, which should be covering up the stinky smell until the strange spirit died.

Qiao Yuan guessed several answers.

Perhaps Jia Hong had died that night, or perhaps he was killed on the day he brought the woman home, and then under the influence of an unknown force, Jia Hong mistakenly believed that he was still alive.

All of these are possible, but deep down Qiao Yuan feels that there is another guess that is very likely.

If what Jia Hong said was correct, everything was normal at first after he brought the woman home, and the abnormality started on the seventh day.

And the duration of that supreme package is exactly seven days!

There was a line of small words on it, but perhaps Jia Hong, who was obsessed with the idea, did not see it clearly at the time.

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