Early in the morning. Hengrui Kara Baika District.

The streets are still bustling with people, and the nightlife crowd is in a hurry, and no one wants to stay outside in the early hours of the morning.

The air was cold and there was a hint of the aroma of fried meat, and I don't know where the smell wafted from the fast food restaurant.

Lin Sheng tightened his trench coat, covered his face under his hat, and walked quickly towards a ten-storey building in front of him.

At the top of the building, a huge neon sign is lit up, and a line of blue words flows slowly.

'Tomorrow is happy, today is hope, yesterday is forgotten.' ’

White searchlights on both sides of the floor are shooting towards the sky, and the signboard lights of the large Guardian supermarket chain on the opposite side are reflected, staining the surface of the building with a layer of red.

Lin Sheng stretched out his right hand, and his fingertips felt the cold air outside, which suddenly lifted his spirits slightly and sobered up a little.

He had just consumed his spare soul power and converted it into the blood of the rock dragon boiling in his body, and Lin Sheng had not yet recovered from that state of boiling blood at this time.

He raised his head slightly and walked towards the locked entrance to the building.

A camera was pressed on the top right of the entrance, and there was a soft bang.

The camera shattered suddenly, and the surface flashed green.

Lin Sheng withdrew the released evil energy silk thread and pressed his hand on the closed high-strength glass door.

Click.

The door slowly parted to the sides, revealing a dark entrance inside.

Looking in from the entrance, on the left side of the lobby on the first floor, there is a row of elevators with flashing red lights. On the right, there is an empty white desk.

In the middle of the hall, a circular pillar stood with a hollowed out hole in the pillar, and some black vase-like ornaments were placed inside.

Hiss.. There were also small pieces of white leaflets on the ground, which were blown up and slid by the wind.

Lin Sheng slowly walked into the glass door and scanned the whole scene, but he didn't sense the weirdo.

Instead of continuing to take the elevator, he exited the safe passage and made his way up the stairwell.

The walls of the stairwell are painted with strange blood-red symbols all over the place.

Some look like scratches of graffiti, some look like letters, some have grimaces with weird smiles, and there are deformed-sized cartoon monsters.

Under the green emergency night light, the marks on the walls looked like they were written in blood, which was a little creepy.

Lin Sheng stepped on the stairs and went up step by step.

The fluid handrails were even covered in rust, and the floor was spilled with liquid that I don't know if it was blood or paint.

According to the memories of the weirdos he absorbed, this building was the lair of the Wan'en Cult in this area.

So if you want to get more soul power, it's the easiest way to go straight here.

From his memory, Lin Sheng already had a good understanding of this building, the distribution of personnel in it, and even the approximate strength level, he knew it in his mind.

In the integration of the memories of those weirdos, everyone in this building has an unforgettable impression.

Especially the people here are not defensive against weirdos at all, and they don't hide anything from talking and chatting. and even let them wander around.

Maybe they can't see the weirdos either, or maybe they think the weirdos can't leak their secrets. But either way.

This made it more convenient for Lin Sheng to understand the information, after all, no one could have imagined that he could actually absorb a large number of fragments of the soul memory of strange people.

"Go check it out. ”

Lin Sheng walked up slowly, stood in front of the second layer of safe passages, and commanded.

Phew!

Black smoke automatically flew from beside him, condensing into a dungeon soldier.

"Yes. ”

The soldier bowed his head slightly, softly drew his sword and shield, and walked into the second floor.

Lin Sheng paused slightly and followed in.

"The first layer is for reception and camouflage, all of them are ordinary people, and only from the second layer can it be regarded as a breeding layer. Where the Shadow Soul is farmed...."

Lin Sheng slowly followed the dungeon soldiers. Several black smoke emitted from his body again.

The black smoke fell to the ground, turning into several dungeon soldiers, who did not say a word, and then scattered and inspected the sword and shield.

"No, they can't see the weirdos. Lin Sheng suddenly frowned. Look straight ahead.

There, a young woman in a white overskirt was standing quietly in the corner, as two dungeon soldiers ignored her and passed by.

The woman has long, silky hair and a thin figure, which obscures most of her face, and only a pale pointed chin can be seen.

Lin Sheng's heart moved, and all the dungeon soldiers transformed into black smoke forms, and they investigated the building more covertly.

He himself went forward to investigate carefully.

Phew.

As he passed by the woman, he didn't wait for the other party to yell, and his right arm reached out like lightning and pressed it on her shoulder.

A bit of white light flowed and disappeared on the woman's body like an arc of lightning.

The woman scattered at once, turning into gray points of light and disappearing, leaving a trace of black line flying into Lin Sheng's chest.

Lin Sheng's face did not change, and he continued to investigate the rest of the floor.

This is the partition lair of the Wan'en Sect, and according to the memories of the weirdos, there should be a large number of shadow souls being bred here, and there are even special shadow soul monsters.

He walked all the way, through several office areas in a row, and although he also killed a few weirdos, it was too different from the number he imagined.

There was no second floor, and Lin Sheng continued to the third floor.

The third floor was also empty.

He then went up to the fourth floor. Fifth floor....

All the way to speed up, Lin Sheng encountered more and more strange people, only to the top fifteen floors.

In total, he killed only about thirty weirdos.

And the dungeon soldiers didn't find anyone alive here, not even the guards on duty.

It was slowly getting brighter.

Lin Sheng was unwilling, so he continued to check from top to bottom.

........

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Ground floor hall.

Inside the central column, a total of eight black vase decorations lit up with a faint blue light the moment Lin Sheng walked into the safe passage just now.

Strangely, in the dark hall, the blue light did not seem to exist, and it did not illuminate the area around the vase at all.

The eight vases are like some kind of living creatures, and the patterns on the surface of the vases flow slowly.

If someone can take a closer look with a magnifying glass, they can see that these patterns are actually composed of thousands of white figurines.

These little white figures, if someone zooms in on them, they will find that each of them is dressed in white, and their faces are simply a large number of ordinary people who have disappeared in the city.

Some of these ordinary people have disappeared in recent years, while others have disappeared much earlier.

Others don't even know where they came from, and they seem to have been in these vases from the beginning.

The number of these white-clothed villains of unknown origin accounts for ninety percent.

They were expressionless, pale-skinned, and dressed in white like cloaks, in a line.

Some people even have hairstyles from a long, long time ago, and they don't know what age they are.

These massive white figures seem to be souls confined in a vase, and they form white lines, which in turn form white eyes.

These eyes stared at the direction Lin Sheng left, the corners of their eyes bent slightly, and slowly dispersed silently, returning to their original state.