On Zheng Yuanli's way back to Kings Cross again, the cold wind howling seemed to be another time and space.

Zheng Yuanli exhaled and breathed, exhaling white air. Cold, he put the scarf tightly around his mouth.

Hurriedly walking.

All the lights on the road are turned off, except for the street lights, and occasionally a few shops that are still open are bars. However, business is usually deserted in the winter, as they are usually in the business of summer football matches. In the winter, the Premier League is stopped, and everyone is in their own homes to cook on the stove.

The adult man who would choose to go alone against the wind on such a cold night is either a husband who has been kicked out of the house by his wife or a traveler whose flight has been delayed.

And Zheng Yuanli is neither, he is a third party.

While passing by a Tesco convenience store on the side of the road, Zheng Yuanli went in and bought a small pair of scissors. It probably took less than ten minutes.

He looked at his watch, and the time was already there.

23:30。

There are still 30 minutes left before the time comes, and he can use the Sky Eye Skill when the child is gone. According to his current pace and distance, he will reach his destination in just thirty minutes.

Time is the fortune diviner's best friend, and Zheng Yuanli never lives up to it, he is always as accurate as his own watch.

It's also just right on time.

23:00, Zichu.

Zheng Yuanli arrived at the overpass at Kings Cross.

He took out the small pair of scissors he had bought from the convenience store and slashed it on his finger. In this world, the most powerful substance in the body is naturally blood, which is why blood is used as a medium when performing the spell of changing the name to link the origin.

Zheng Yuanli gently smeared the blood on his eyes.

Then, begin to chant mantras to catalyze the spiritual power that is still present in the blood.

After a while, there were a few more people on the overpass, which was already empty late at night.

Of these, there was one with a severed head, another with a severed hand, another with a broken leg, and one with sound limbs.

There aren't many necromancers, and most of them don't stay in the human world for long unless it's for some magic or ritual. Zheng Yuanli looked at them carefully, not wanting to disturb these dead spirits.

The severed necromancer was in the closest position to the source of the explosion, and he was undoubtedly the first to die on the spot. Because the necromancer is born on the basis of living beings, since the skull is blown to pieces when it is a living being, it is naturally difficult for the necromantic after death to have a head.

A dead soul without a head naturally loses its five senses. It is the most pitiful state.

In addition, Zheng Yuanli observed carefully, and the able-bodied old man over there was an old man in rags, sitting on the edge of the passage with his head down.

It is preliminarily estimated that the old man should have froze to death on the street, and the cause of death should not be the bombing, but may have been a few days before the bombing. Because, even the homeless will not want to spend the night at the scene of the murder, after all, in addition to the overpass, there are many places in the city that can block the wind, such as underground passages and subway entrances.

This old man should not have noticed that he is a necromancer, otherwise a dead spirit like him who has not been crippled will not stick to his place, and it is more likely that he will become a wandering spirit before returning to the original god, wandering around the world and meeting those who he wants to see but have not yet had time to meet.

Everything was a cause, and since he didn't realize it, it didn't help his investigation, and there was no need to tell the old man that he was dead.

As for the dead spirit, who had a broken leg, he struggled and crawled on the ground, and his mouth was full of words.

Zheng Yuanli couldn't hear what he was talking about.

The cold howl of the cold wind overwhelmed the whispers of the necromancer.

But from the way the necromancer mouthed, it could be seen that he was repeating a sentence.

“help me！” (Help me!) ）

The necromancer, who has a strong desire for life and is dying in a horrible state, has turned into a resentful spirit. The so-called necromancers, most of whom will return to the primordial spirit with time or when the time comes, waiting for the next projection into this world, are also called reincarnation by many religions.

But once you have too strong an obsession with anything alive in this life, it will hinder the step of returning to the original god.

For example, the resentful spirit in front of us is attached to life itself, which is harmless at the moment, and it is also the state of many souls who have died in vain. But over time, these spirits may begin to realize that they cannot come back from the dead, and fall into despair. This despair will gradually turn into hatred for all living beings.

Although Zheng Yuanli had a way to deal with this resentful spirit, the price to pay was too great for him. There were too many resentful spirits in the world, and there was no need for him to risk taking advantage of the cultivation on the spirit rune to dispel a resentful spirit.

In fact, dispelling resentful spirits and super-dead spirits is Yuanmei's sister's strength. If you want to do the same thing, it is very likely that you will dispel a resentful spirit, and your spiritual power will be exhausted.

Zheng Yuanli would do it for strangers, but if it was for strangers to catch up with his own cultivation since childhood, he would not do that, at least he would not choose to take advantage of his own methods.

Finally, it was the one-armed necromancer whose head was wandering around, looking down for a while, looking up for a while, and seeing Zheng Yuanli for a while.

When Zheng Yuanli and this one-armed necromancer exchanged eyes, he saw the face of the necromancer, it was a bloodless face, and it was also a face he was familiar with, with curly hair and freckles, and it was a young man's face.

This is the young man Zheng Yuanli had seen on the train.

The young man saw Zheng Yuanli and walked over in a flash.

"The Chinese over there!"

Zheng Yuanli knew that the young man realized that he had seen him, and that the person who had actually given gifts during his lifetime could communicate after death.

Even if the other party refuses to accept this gift.

On the train, Zheng Yuanli once handed the young man a Chinese knot, and although the young man tied the Chinese knot to the ground, the two of them established a connection as subtle as a silk thread.

It seems that this is also something that cannot be helped.

To catch the murderer, it is not just for the sake of the teacher. The young man was also one of the victims, and he must have observed something as the deceased who had been staying here.

Therefore, Zheng Yuanli couldn't choose to turn a blind eye to him, but he couldn't attract the attention of the other necromancers in the passage.

Zheng Yuanli glanced at him, turned around, and walked down the stairs.

The freckled young man did realize that the living man seemed to notice him, whether he noticed it or not, at least he was the only one who had focused his eyes on his able-bodied limbs these days.

So the one-armed necromancer sprang up and stumbled, as he didn't have to be, in fact he just mistakenly thought that he was still under the influence of the laws of physics, like most necromancers.

It was because of this mistaken belief that he stumbled and stumbled.

It's also because of this misconception that he can't fall down.

In this way, he is just a little faster than the average disabled person.