'Da Da Da' There was a sound of low footsteps, the sound of people stepping on the wooden staircase.

Is it that middle-aged man? What is he doing when he comes upstairs at this time, could it be that he still wants to kill himself for money? And who is the female voice who warned him just now? He can quietly approach himself and speak in his ear. If she wanted to harm herself, wouldn't she have no ability to resist at all?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Yang Yifan didn't think about the strange female voice anymore. Silently, he took out the karma hat from the package and put it on his head. He had clearly sensed the killing intent on the person who came, and when his life would be threatened, Yang Yifan would never leave his hand.

Dead Daoist friends are not poor Daoist is his Yang Yifan's style, and even if he kills people here now, as long as he wears a causal hat to kill, it is impossible for the police inspector to suspect Yang Yifan's own identity. Unless they can find a powerful person who can break the causal power of the causal shield.

But just for the sake of a middle-aged man who believes in the Demon Sect, how could he attract such a powerful person.

With a soft squeak, the middle-aged man gently pushed open Yang Yifan's door and walked in quietly sideways. However, the scene in front of him instantly made him feel devastated, and the young man who should have been lying on the bed and sleeping was gone. Instead of sitting on the bed was a vague figure wearing a hat and a face that could not be seen clearly.

Seeing the kitchen knife in the middle-aged man's hand, Yang Yifan understood that it was him who sent out the killing intent. But why did he make a move on himself? Just because he glanced at his shrine, or did he ask what he shouldn't have asked? Could this Nima be the legendary misfortune that comes from the mouth?

Although the middle-aged man didn't know if the man on the bed was the boy before, but in this situation, it didn't matter if it was anymore, anyway, everyone who knew about the shrine would die!

The middle-aged man sneered, and then pounced towards Yang Yifan with a kitchen knife, looking at his crazy posture, he was a poor man who had been brainwashed. Although his momentum is magnificent enough, ordinary people may really be suppressed, and they can only tremble under his crazy movements, unable to raise the slightest strength to resist.

But what kind of person is Yang Yifan, the speed of the middle-aged man pounced in front of him is not enough to see at all, and in his eyes, the speed of the turtle is not much faster. He didn't have the slightest idea of dodging, even if he didn't move, let this middle-aged man cut a hundred times, it wouldn't hurt him like this.

However, most of his energy is now spent on defense, of course, not to defend against middle-aged kitchen knives. It's the owner of the strange female voice, the woman who doesn't know whether she is friend or foe.

'Bang!' At the moment when the middle-aged man approached, he didn't even have time to swing the sword bean towards Yang Yifan. Yang Yifan had already kicked him in the stomach, causing him to fly back upside down at ten times the speed of the rush.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was trapped in it after the wall collapsed, Yang Yifan slowly walked over and stood in front of him condescendingly. "Now, I guess you can tell me what the hell that shrine is all about?"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the middle-aged man's mouth, and small pieces of shattered internal organs splattered to the ground. But he didn't feel the pain at all, he laughed cruelly, glared at Yang Yifan with a resentful face and scolded. "Heresy! God will destroy you all and rebuild a beautiful and peaceful paradise world!"

Nima... Yang Yifan was also a little speechless. This old man seems to be a little ill, the idol he worships is hideous and terrifying, and he is not a good bird at first glance, how can he rebuild a beautiful and peaceful world? It is almost the same to build a world of hell and devils!

"Where do you usually meet? Yang Yifan ignored the vicious tone of the middle-aged man and asked directly where their nest was. If it's really a bunch of dead perverts in there, he doesn't mind cleaning it up. It can be regarded as a good way to eliminate violence, if these people really let it go, they may run where they will go**. It's better to kill yourself, at least you have some experience, don't you?

"Hehe, I'm not going to tell you. I'll go first, and the oracle will let you come down with me. Hahaha!" After speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with determination, his eyes were closed, and the kitchen knife in his hand suddenly raised and slashed down towards his neck.

"Where are you going?" asked Yang Yifan with a curious look on his face towards the middle-aged man.

The knife he had just slashed at his neck was clearly there, and now there was an indescribable pain, but how could he still hear the voice of this heretic?

The middle-aged man opened his eyes in shock, and the blood gushing out of his neck caught his eyes. But how come you didn't die?!

Reaching out to the neck wound, the kitchen knife was still stuck in the wound, revealing only one or two centimeters of the knife surface. That is, he cut at least five centimeters into his neck, so how could he still be conscious?! The middle-aged man subconsciously looked up at the heretic in front of him, and what caught his eyes was the playfulness on his face and the hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's him?

"Devil, you are the devil!" the middle-aged man stared at Yang Yifan with wide eyes, and suddenly shouted hysterically. In his heart, he can still survive when he is so badly injured. It's either a god or a devil, and of course he doesn't want to believe that Yang Yifan is a god.

"Whatever you say I am, as long as you are honest and tell me what you believe in, where you will meet. If you cooperate well, I can not kill you. Yang Yifan said lightly, as for not killing the middle-aged man, he was also serious.

After all, he only kicked the middle-aged man, and it was not a fatal injury at all, it was completely a middle-aged man who killed himself and cut his neck. Now he is hanging for his life with Yang Yifan's healing technique, and the speed of health recovery can't keep up with the speed of falling. Because the wound on the middle-aged man's neck was too deep, it was only after the second-level healing technique was recovered that he saw the hell.

"Hahaha! Devil, I will not succumb to your authority!" After a burst of laughter, the middle-aged man stopped paying attention to Yang Yifan, but closed his eyes again and began to chant something. "Namoba Gavadad came to Lugo... ”

Yang Yifan couldn't hear what the middle-aged man was talking about at all, but he vaguely heard a sentence of 'what kind of sect leader', could this still be the demon sect from the RB devil? However, when Yang Yifan listened carefully again, the middle-aged man's voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end, it disappeared directly.

"Hey, why don't you keep reading! I haven't listened carefully!" Yang Yifan kicked the middle-aged man and motioned for him to continue reading. But the middle-aged man didn't react at all at his feet, and didn't move.

Yang Yifan felt that something was wrong, and reached out to touch the middle-aged man's nose, but there was no longer a trace of breath.

How is this possible?!Yang Yifan was suddenly shocked.

According to his estimates, even his healing skills couldn't save this middle-aged man. How can he live for another three or five minutes, enough to ask himself what happened. But now it's only been a minute, how could he be dead?

Could it be that the problem was with the things he was chanting that looked like incantations?

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan's figure flashed, and he quickly ran downstairs, he wanted to take a look at the strange shrine statue again, and whether he could find anything abnormal.

However, when Yang Yifan came to the middle-aged man's bedroom again, he could still find the shrine he saw before. Yang Yifan still didn't give up, and searched for a long time in the middle-aged man's house, but still didn't find any clues. The shrine had magically vanished, and the female voice that had warned her was never heard again.

It was the middle-aged man who took advantage of his sleeping time to hide the shrine outside. It was the same woman who warned herself and took the shrine away in front of her.

In the end, Yang Yifan could only sigh helplessly, and a fire ignited the hut. Then, under the monstrous flames, into the darkness of the night.