After nearly three hours of busy work, Wu Yong was able to transform a total of five souls. And the souls that have wandered in front of Wu Yong's eyes are at least no less than hundreds.

For this slight probability of having the qualifications to enter the soul realm, Wu Yong couldn't help but think of a sentence in the Buddha's words.

"All laws are empty, all beings are equal!"

The great wisdom in the Buddha's words, the great detachment, Wu Yong knows that he is dull and cannot comprehend. But judging from the fact that the dead soul is qualified to enter the soul realm, the so-called equality of all beings is more like a soothing slogan...

Wandering idly through the streets of the suburbs, Wu Yong has been paying attention to the souls of the dead passing by.

Just when Wu Yong was bored, he was about to discuss with Nie Xiaoqian whether it was time to go back to rest, when a terrifying scream suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Wu Yong didn't have time to think about it, his figure flickered, turned into a phantom, and walked around the corners and alleys, looking for the source of the sound...

"Damn, I'm going to be a ghost, I'm going to be a merry ghost, I'm going to be a ghost who can do whatever I want, and now I see who else can stop me!

In front of me, a man wearing a death row uniform and a shaved head was shouting wildly, as a way to vent his inner squeezing perverted dissatisfaction.

Not far in front of the bald man, there was a young girl in front of him, quite a bit of a look. However, this girl is not a living person, but a newborn soul.

The revenant girl was so frightened that she fell backwards in a trembling voice as she cried bitterly.

After a while, the girl was already under the pressure of the bald man, curled up and leaned against the corner.

"I'm dead, don't torture me, please let me go." The young girl cried and begged for mercy with tears in her eyes.

"Released you?" The bald man touched his shiny head, and his expression was mixed with a tyrannical sneer: "Hehe, when I was shot dead by the police at the execution ground, I said the same thing." But they didn't give me a chance, why should I give you a chance. ”

"I'll give you a relief when I'm done in a while." As he spoke, the bald man roughly tore open the dress on the girl's body, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

Suddenly, when the bald man was taking off his pants obscenely and was about to do something wrong, a hearty voice came from the wall above his head.

"I'll rub it, you don't want to mess around in this area, and you dare to do this kind of on my ground."

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then pulled his pants and took a few steps back, glaring angrily at the figure on the wall.

In a trance, Wu Yong jumped down from the wall and blocked in front of the girl.

"Who are you? Lao Tzu is a ghost, you can't control it! The bald man hurriedly fastened his trouser belt, his whole body tense, obviously in a posture of wanting to fight with Wu Yong.

When Wu Yong carefully saw the appearance of the bald man, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. The guy in prison clothes in front of him is not the perverted rapist and murderer who killed more than 50 people in a row as reported on the news yesterday.

Hey, hey... is really an eye, even if the perverted man dies, he can fall into his own hands, which makes Wu Yong suddenly come to his senses.

After a pause, Wu Yong leaned his head and whispered to the young girl behind him: "You go first, leave this second goods to me." ”

The girl had just survived the catastrophe, and her chaotic and frightened thoughts drove her to flee from this place of right and wrong, without even saying thank you.

"Who are you, dare to spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds, you don't know how many people Lao Tzu killed during his lifetime." The bald man stared at the evil triangular eyes, almost tearing his eye sockets, and roared like a hungry wolf at Wu Yong.

As soon as the bald man's voice fell, the long knife behind Wu Yong's back burst out of the air, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, drawing a shining crescent moon in mid-air, and hitting the bald man's neck in the blink of an eye.

"Nima's, Lao Tzu is a soul searcher, and he specializes in cleaning up the souls of evildoers like you." Speaking of this, the corners of Wu Yong's mouth hooked up a mocking smile, and he sneered: "Hehe... You kid said how he wanted to die, it was cold and his heart was flying. Or I'll give you a trick. ”

The sharp blade had already cut through the skin the moment it touched the bald man's neck, and wisps of scarlet blood flowed along the blade.

Although the bald man is a perverted murderer, he is not good at fighting. Especially at the moment when he saw Wu Yong pull out the long knife, his legs were weak, trembling, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"The gods are great... Master, although I raped and killed many women during my lifetime, I was also shot dead by the police, and I deserve it, if you let me go, I'll get out, and I'll disappear right now. ”

Wu Yong teased and sneered: "Don't be damn trembling, how can you get a cerebral thrombosis." Is it that Lao Tzu's hands should also tremble a few times, so that your head and body can be separated faster. ”

The bald man immediately straightened his waist and stood upright in front of Wu Yong.

Seeing that the bald man was cowardly with one, Wu Yong was also thinking about how to punish this murderous pervert. If this perverted man is extremely vicious and tough in front of Wu Yong, Wu Yong will not hesitate to erase him.

Keeping such a revenant scum would be a disaster for a revenant soul like a young girl.

But this second goods just admitted it, which made Wu Yong really disdain to do it for a while.

Just when Wu Yong's brain was running rapidly, Nie Xiaoqian, who was sitting on the wall, reminded in a coquettish voice: "Wu Yong, this person can enter the soul realm, you can't hurt him." ”

What the?

This kind of scum scum can also enter... Soul Realm!

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, and then his angry eyes stared at the bald man's forehead, and he really found a looming swastika symbol.

Seeing this, Wu Yong couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart.

"Grandma, is it possible that this god is blind and can't see all the unspeakable evil things that perverted boys did before. As the saying goes, it's true, good people don't live long, and disasters stay for a thousand years. ”

Wu Yong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he slowly removed the boning knife from the perverted man's neck and stuck it upside down on the ground.

There was a cracking and crisp sound of "bang", and the red bricks on the ground shattered in response to the sound.

Wu Yong pointed at the perverted man in astonishment, turned his head to look at Nie Xiaoqian, and said coldly: "What's wrong with your soul world, even this kind of bastard." ”

Nie Xiaoqian jumped down from the wall lightly and walked in front of Wu Yong, "Wu Yong, whether you can enter the soul realm or not is not up to anyone. If you want to blame, blame God for injustice. This is providential, and there is no room for change between you and me. ”

After a pause, Nie Xiaoqian urged in a coquettish voice: "Hurry up and normalize him, it just so happens that you can't see him out of sight and don't worry about it." ”