What If I Can't Die? Chapter 23

On the left is Xiaomei, the personal maid, and on the right is his night watchman, named Li Cheng, who bled to death from all seven orifices, with rounded eyes, in a hideous and terrifying state, and suffered great pain before his death.

The two people who were still alive yesterday were now dead and cold corpses.

Song Shi's face turned livid in an instant, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Although these servants and maids are different from him as masters and servants, he has no feudal concepts in his heart at all, and after living together for so many years, how can he have no feelings at all?

"Too much! I've never wanted to kill someone so much!"

There was a cold light in his eyes, Song Shi's face was gloomy, and he walked out slowly without saying a word.

After a few steps, a dead body appeared under the jujube tree. It was Aunt Zhang, who was in charge of washing clothes. This kind woman in her forties, whose son had just married, was holding on to the jujube tree and wanted to stand. up pose.

Song Shi was expressionless: "Aunt Zhang, I will avenge you!"

Perhaps because of the response, Aunt Zhang exhaled her last breath, her stiff body suddenly softened, she lay down slowly on the ground, and the unwillingness on her face dissipated a little.

"Before a person dies, if he is very painful and unwilling, there will be a lingering resentment that will not dissipate. If this resentment lasts for a long time, the corpse may turn into a dead body or an evil spirit will appear. Your words have eliminated a trouble."

A voice suddenly appeared behind him, and Song Shi was terrified. He didn't even notice that someone was approaching.

With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he turned his head and punched out without hesitation.

Boom!

A big soft white hand easily caught it.

The power of Song Shi's full-strength punch was like a mud cow entering the sea, but the wind released by the fist blew away the fallen leaves on the ground, causing the opponent's clothes to flutter slightly.

"The strength is quite strong, and I already have the power of an image, but unfortunately the method of exerting force is superficial, just brute force."

The person who received Song Shi's punch commented lightly, he was tall and tall, with a youthful appearance, wearing a special black black robe, with a handsome face, and his hands were like white jade, exuding a lustrous luster.

The jade color shone brightly, Song Shi was directly shocked by an incomparably flexible force, and retreated to the jujube tree, breaking it with a click.

Shocking him back, the other party didn't move anymore, but looked at him with interest: "From your tone, it seems that you are from the Song family, and you just arrived?"

"Who are you?"

Song Shi immediately recognized that this person should not be an enemy, otherwise he could have taken advantage of his illness to kill him just now.

He stared at this person, his long hair fell casually, and his demeanor was unrestrained. Because he was wearing a black robe, his skin looked fairer, and he felt like a young man like him.

However, judging from the embroidered spring knife hanging on his waist and a silver-bottomed red-letter token engraved with the word "cut", he is definitely not a playboy.

"Daqian Demon Slayer Chief Chiyin leads Sikong Ya!"

The young man told his history: "I was ordered to chase down the demon and came here. It happened that the Song family was massacred by the demon. Come and check."

"Demon Slayer...Monster..."

Song Shi frowned, his face was cold: "Do you know the whereabouts of the monster who killed me?"

"Still investigating. Since he made a move here, he is still in Jinxiu City."

Sikong Ya was a little surprised that this person was not afraid of him, but spoke to him in an equal tone.

"Take me with you if you can."

Song Shi said solemnly.

"Aren't you afraid? It's not an easy thing to alert us to kill demons."

Sikong Ya looked teasing.

"It's all over my door. Even if he is a god, I will kill him sooner or later!"

Song Shi's eyes were a little more stern, which was not there before.

"Ambitious!"

Sikong Ya nodded slightly, but did not directly agree, but said: "What is your status in the Song family?"

"Song Shi, the seventh son of the Song family!"

"Oh, I thought you were the son of this servant."

Sikong Ya was surprised, "Then I don't think you need to be bitter and bitter. Your father should have escaped."

"The old man is not dead?"

Song Shi's face softened slightly, this was the only relative he recognized besides his mother.

"The main ones who died were servant girls. Many people from your Song family escaped, and you are hiding in the Yamen trembling at this moment."

Sikong Ya's expression was meaningful: "Do you still want to avenge them?"

"want!"

Song Shi did not hesitate: "People have feelings, even if they are servants, they are still my people, whoever kills will die!"

Sikongya couldn't help but take another look at Song Shi, this guy's strength is nothing, but this confidence, even he was a little moved.

Whoosh!

A man in black appeared and knelt down on one knee: "Commander Sikong, excluding those who escaped from the Song family, a total of 367 people died. Everywhere, it must be cremated to eliminate the impact."

"Let the people in the yamen help to get some materials, and no outsiders are allowed to approach, and the cremation will be done later!"

Sikong Ya nodded and gave the order.

The man in black responded, looked at Song Shi, and disappeared at the gate of the courtyard as a phantom.

Song Shi could still see a similar token hanging around his waist, but the color and material were different.

"Why did the demon attack our Song family?"

Song Shi asked doubts.

"It's very complicated. There are factors of power and interests. Some people from your Song family have provoked him, but according to my guess, the main thing is to raise Gu, maybe still raise ghosts!"

Sikong Ya said some information, but stopped abruptly: "I can't tell you the specifics, this is our secret, who knows if you have anything to do with that monster?"

"I want to know where he is. If you find him, please let me know."

Song Shi had never wanted to kill someone so much.

"You are not qualified to know. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Sikong Ya's expression was indifferent: "If I tell you, what if the news leaks out? I'm afraid that he may be tricked by the monster and suffer heavy casualties."

Song Shi was silent. This demon slayer is probably similar to the secret service agency he knows, and the confidentiality of information must be very important.

"I'll check it myself!"

Song Shi didn't say anything else, and walked out sideways, ready to check the situation, hoping to find some clues.

"etc!"

Sikong Ya suddenly added: "Your physical strength is very strong, you must have some special talent?"

"Born with supernatural power, does copper skin and iron bones count?" Song Shi said calmly.

"So that's the case. I said that your true energy is obviously not strong. How can you be so strong? It turns out that you have these talents. Are you interested in joining the demon slaying division? Then you can take revenge in a legitimate way."

"Pros, cons and constraints?"

Song Shi didn't mind finding out.

"The advantage is that you can get in touch with a lot of strong people, including martial arts and immortal cultivators, and you can get some cultivation resources. The disadvantage is that you have to be obedient and complete various dangerous tasks. This is the disadvantage and constraint."

Song Shi shook his head when he heard this, "I don't like too many constraints, so let's do it."

After speaking, he walked out of the courtyard and began to investigate by himself.

He firmly believed that as long as the enemy made a move, there would be traces.

"Interesting, very confident young man. I was like this back then. Too much self-confidence means arrogance, and it is easy to lose your life."

Sikong Ya smiled, not optimistic about Song Shi going to investigate by himself at all.

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