Originally, after experiencing all kinds of things such as being killed, entering the trial space, and finally escaping death, Song Qingxiao should have difficulty sleeping, but it was this coma that solved many of her problems.

But this night she didn't sleep soundly, what happened in the trial space became her nightmare, she always 'looked' at the nine cards, fearing that she would see her face when the cards were turned over, and she also dreamed of the number six and the doctor she killed.

The doctor's face was very hideous, and his blood-red eyes were glaring, as if he was going to strangle her neck and put her to death.

"Whew!" Song Qingxiao covered her neck and widened her eyes and gasped for breath.

It took her a moment to come to her senses and realize that she had returned to the real world.

After returning last night, the wet clothes clung to her body, heavy, and made her feel that it was very difficult to breathe.

The sweat and blood stains on it were mixed together after being washed by the rain, so that every breath she took reminded her of the suffocating bloody smell in the space, she did not hesitate to take off her coat and throw it aside, wiping a handful of sweat from her face.

She was still clutching the murderous dagger in her palm, and she reacted to this, and with a shake of her subconscious hand, she threw the dagger out.

The dagger fell to the ground with a thud, and she breathed rapidly, but she remembered something.

After coming out of the proving ground, she seemed to have been rewarded, exchanged for a mysterious gift, and obtained a 'nine-character secret order', but unfortunately she lost consciousness after that, and she didn't know if it was her own imagination or what really happened.

As soon as she thought of this, the secret of the nine-character secret order naturally appeared in her consciousness.

This nine-character secret order should not be complete, because Song Qingxiao recalled it carefully and found that what he knew was only a small part of the 'Lin' character technique.

Urging the secret order needs to be assisted by mental power to achieve the purpose of attacking.

Song Qingxiao had never seen such an attack before, or he had never heard of it.

During the imperial era, the world's greatest understanding of martial arts lies in punching and kicking, strengthening the body, and she has never heard of calligraphy such as the nine-character secret order.

At present, it seems that the nine-character secret order is not lethal, and she is a little disappointed, but she has made a choice at this time, and there is no room for regret.

Maybe she had experienced too many ups and downs tonight, and her spirit was in an extremely tense state, and she easily sensed the existence of spiritual power in the sea of consciousness according to the guidance of the nine-character secret order, and tried to wake them up.

This process was not smooth, she tried many times in succession before she finally formed a handprint, just so, Song Qingxiao already felt very tired, and her stomach was also hungry.

It was already dark, so she paused her practice, got up and cleaned up, and found food to fill her stomach.

In one corner of the house, her mother was lying drunk and unconscious in a mess of clutter, unaware that her daughter had just escaped.

Taking advantage of the time before going to work, Song Qingxiao dragged her mother to bed and prepared food and water for her before going out.

The alley had cast a shadow on her from the previous night, and she had made a detour a little farther to the guard hall, arriving a little late.

In the locker room, several tall female guards were changing their uniforms inside, and when Song Qingxiao came in, several people who were laughing and laughing all looked at her.

"New here?"

Everyone in the guard team knew that there was a weak newcomer, and everyone waited with a good look at the show when this newcomer would be so frightened that he would roll out of this place.

Song Qingxiao lowered her head and answered softly:

"Hmm."

She was not wearing a uniform, and in a group of strong female guards, she looked weak, and the long stream of water hung down to block half of her face, so that several female guards could not see her eyes.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and a woman laughed out loud, with contempt and provocation in her tone:

"I really don't know how the people above would recruit such a waste as you, it just lowered our standards."

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the rest of the people laughed, she also laughed, reached out and pushed Song Qingxiao, and before she could speak, she saw Song Qingxiao raise her head and look at her lightly.

The woman saw the strangulation marks on Song Qingxiao's neck, the skin had been peeled open, and the surrounding skin was purple, looking extremely dangerous.

No wonder there was something wrong with her previous voice, this newcomer was so seriously injured, but she didn't say a word, the female guard who did it subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and felt a faint pain in her throat.

Song Qing's gaze at her made her feel a little infiltrating, and the keen feeling brought to her by her years of career made her retract the words that had already come to her lips and lowered her volume:

"Get out of the way, I'm going out."

Song Qingxiao took a deep breath, lowered her head, and turned sideways to let the woman out.

The people around didn't feel anything wrong, Song Qingxiao raised her head for a moment, and was blocked by the female guard who pushed people, everyone didn't notice her strange appearance, several people left, Song Qingxiao's back was close to the cabinet, and when she heard the footsteps of 'click', a female guard asked:

"Gao Linlin, is there any news?"

The moment this name entered Song Qingxiao's ears, she was tensed, I don't know if it was a coincidence, she remembered that in the trial space, the first girl to die, when the card was flipped, the girl's name was written underneath: Gao Linlin.

"It's been missing for three days, and it's said that I've found a relationship with the city hall, and Lao An happens to be in charge of this."

Song Qingxiao gritted her teeth, resisted the urge to catch up and inquire, and calmed down her mood a little.

She tried to find her closet to change her clothes and get ready for work, but found that the cabinet that belonged to hers had been pried open and re-locked, and the other set of her uniform in the cabinet had been thrown to the utility cabinet in the corner.

She was the only one left in the dressing room, Song Qingxiao changed her uniform, and took this opportunity to take out the dagger in her bag and put it in the palm of her hand.

She fiddled with the dagger twice, and although she had been nearly killed by it, she had also used it to kill people.

It is slightly different from the shape of ordinary daggers, about fifteen or sixteen centimeters long, the back of the knife and the handle are in the shape of a crescent arc, and the hand is extremely heavy.

The tip of the blade was extremely sharp, the cutting line was also very long, and the blade was slightly thicker, and after Song Qingxiao looked over and over again, he noticed that there was a special leaf-like totem behind the handle of the dagger.

This dagger with a special shape is not the ordinary dagger in her impression, and with this totem mark, she will follow it in the future, and maybe one day she will be able to find out who the murderer is.

She remembered the scent of the killer, the bumps on his fingers as he held the knife, and the sound and back of his humming after the killing.

Song Qingxiao narrowed her eyes, she didn't know if she had offended anyone, or if the killer had an impromptu idea, but in any case, she was in trouble at this time, and she should be more careful.

Sighing silently, she hid the dagger in her cuff, and when she came out, she happened to meet someone sent by Captain An to summon her.

Captain An is the head of the western district of the guard where she works, he is a strong man about forty years old, with an annoyed face, when Song Qingxiao came in, he was standing and talking to people, and the corner of his eye did not look in the direction of Song Qingxiao, ignoring her very completely.

"It's been a long time since the West End was short of manpower......

His voice was loud and his expression was fierce, and he should have asked for more manpower from above.

Song Qingxiao stood at the desk for a while, and when he saw the water cup in front of Captain An, his attention was all on talking to people.

The glass of water rippled slightly under the pressure of her spiritual power.

Captain An seemed to sense that something was wrong, and subconsciously paused the topic and turned his head, the office was quiet, and Song Qingxiao stood there with his eyebrows lowered, as if the strange feeling before was just his illusion.