"Xiaofan, are you hungry?"

Zhang Bo looked at Lin Fan and smiled with concern.

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's okay.... Not very hungry. ”

"I'm going to eat in the cafeteria, bring you some?"

"Thank you, Lao Zhang."

Even though he didn't need to eat, Lin Fan still agreed to Zhang Bo's kindness.

Because Zhang Bo is a good person, he usually sees him young and often takes care of him.

This is rare in the cruel Demon Suppression Division.

"No thanks, we are all hard-working people, we should help each other."

Zhang Bo waved his hand, then turned and walked towards the door.

Lin Fan's eyes glowed with a subtle golden light, and he watched Zhang Bo leave.

I saw that Zhang Bo was strong and full of spirit, and when he came in before, he was like two people.

"Hey, what kind of soul exercises did Lao Zhang practice? How did you recover so fast......"

"No, I remember him saying that he resisted the attack of the twin ghosts, how did he resist a tattoo artist who didn't enter the product....."

Lin Fan kept speculating in his mind that the dormitory was his safe haven, and he had to pay attention to any disturbance.

.......

In the next few days, Zhang Bo behaved normally, and there was no trace of being taken away.

It's just that the rest of the dormitory, whose spirits are getting worse and worse, Yintang is black, and the head is gloomy, indicating that there is a disaster.

The Demon Suppression Division is dying every day, whether it is a tattoo artist, a soul refining messenger, or a demon slayer, and it will not cause much turmoil when it dies.

This made the Demon Suppressor have a kind of pathological indifference.

Lin Fan was helpless about this situation, because he was just a small person and had no ability to save the world.

But there is never a shortage of people who save the world.

For example, the No. 2 cell B that Lin Fan is going to today is imprisoned in a person who saves the world.

"Young man, have you heard of the Hualien Sect?"

Inside the cell, a middle-aged man with old clothes and a sallow face said to Lin Fan outside the cell sneakily.

Lin Fan glanced at the soul refining envoy beside him strangely.

The Soul Refining Envoy only said the word "cult" and began to prepare the torture instrument for execution.

"Our Hualien Sect, inspired to save the world, is the supreme great religion, dedicated to purifying the world, out of the sea of suffering!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man was haggard and excited, looking fanatical and weird.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that he could also meet Amway here?

However, he didn't respond to the middle-aged man, just quietly waited for the soul refining envoy.

Seeing that Lin Fan didn't respond to him, the middle-aged man said the words of the gods in his mouth, and said eagerly: "Young man, join our Hualien Sect, as long as you are devout and faithful, you will enter the hometown of the true spirit after death!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Fan was a little amused in his heart, but he showed a fanatical expression on his face, stared at the middle-aged man, and said with a radiant expression: "Big brother, have you heard of Amway?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned and didn't seem to react.

But seeing Lin Fan said eagerly: "Join us in health education, read more books, read more newspapers, eat less snacks, sleep more, and the whole world is ours!" ”

The middle-aged man thought that he had met a madman, and looked at the soul refining envoy with a curse: "Kill me!" I don't want to hear him insult my faith! ”

Soul Refining: "......"

Poof!

The soul refining envoy raised his knife and fell, and the middle-aged man was killed with one sword, and then sealed his spirit, looked at Lin Fan, and said with a complicated expression: "Is what you just said true?" ”

"What really?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and asked a little puzzled.

"It's the health cultivation you said, it's the first time I've seen a Hualien cultist who took the initiative to seek death!"

"Whatever you say, I don't know what's going on!"

Soul Refining: "......"

Lin Fan: "......"

The two looked at each other, but they were silent.

In the middle of the sound, the Soul Refining Envoy sighed and said: "The harm of the Hualien Sect to Great Qin is no less than that of the demons, they believe in the Holy Lotus Mother, in addition to the Holy Maiden, there are also Dharma Protector Elders, True Disciples, and this person is one of the True Disciples." ”

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but be a little curious: "There are many sects in the Great Qin Dynasty, if it is just a mission, it should not lead to death, right?" ”

"If they were just preaching, of course, they would not be condemned to death, but in order to obtain incense, they disturbed the world, whether it was a good year or a disaster year, many evil things were related to them."

Lin Fan asked again: "I heard that the Shinto inheritance is unique to the Great Qin Dynasty, how can the Hualien Sect also obtain incense?" ”

The Soul Refining Envoy thought for a moment and replied, "It is said that the Hualien Holy Maiden has obtained the Tao Book of Cause and Effect, and she can plant cause and effect and take the power of incense and fire. ”

"In this way, this Hualien Holy Maiden is not a small disaster!"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

The Soul Refining Envoy said casually, and suddenly remembered something, reminding Lin Fan: "You should do business!" ”

"Oooh, oh, okay."

Lin Fan came back to his senses and immediately released the golden light to refine the blood soul pigment.

Soon, eight drops of black liquid slowly drifted into the box.

Seeing Lin Fan put away the face box, the soul refining envoy frowned again and said: "I have cooperated with you a few times, that's why I told you so much, what kind of health cultivation is it, don't mention it in the future, it feels even more terrifying than the Hualien Sect!" ”

"Uh...... Good. ”

Seeing the soul refining envoy leave, Lin Fan thought for a moment, and opened the face box again.

Reward: 1 Samsara Fruit.

The living can step into cultivation and add ten years of cultivation, and the deceased can step into reincarnation and enter the path of rebirth.

"The reward of the Demon Scroll is really related to the recorder......

Lin Fan muttered, and planned to extract the reincarnation fruit.

Although he has been cultivating for thousands of years, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, who wants to dislike Ping Tian's ten-year cultivation?

However, just as Lin Fan was about to take the reincarnation fruit, a message suddenly came to his mind, which made his face change slightly, and he hurriedly put away the reincarnation fruit and ran towards the dormitory.

.......

On the other side, the T-shaped No. 3 dormitory.

The two tattoo artists were opening the dormitory door with a tired face, and as soon as they entered the dormitory, they heard a rustling sound.

"Uh, what's going on? Mouse? The tattoo artist frowned, feeling a little irritated. I finally came back to rest, but I was disturbed by mice.

Tattoo Master B looked vigilant: "This Demon Suppression Division, even a fly can't survive, how can there be mice." ”

Hearing this, the tattoo artist also came back to his senses, and searched around with wide eyes: "It's not a mouse, so what?" ”

"Could it be a thief?" Tattoo artist B probed.

Before the tattoo artist could respond, he heard the door behind him pop shut.

"It's ......"

"You, what are you going to do?"

The two tattoo artists looked at everything in front of them with wide eyes and incredulous faces.

I saw a spirit body with a dull expression and a red light in its eyes, floating up from the corner.

They were all covered in an eerie mist of blood.

The mouth bar was slightly open, the mouth salivated and brushed, and it fell to the ground ticking.

With a snort, the two of them were surrounded in the middle.

"Uh, uh, hungry......"

A nightmarish whisper came from their mouths, bitter and hoarse, and then a swarm of swarms surrounded them.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Two screams of pain came out, from the time they were uttered to the time they were calm, only in an instant.