Qin Jiao's smile made Qingfeng Sanren panic.

"Master, you ...... What are you laughing at? "Fate was pinched in the palm of someone else's hand, and Qingfeng Sanren had to bow his head, and his words were full of flattery.

Qin Jiao's eyes moved downward, and she looked at him with contempt: "I laugh at you for hurting so many people, you are so naïve after doing all the bad things, I laugh at you for not measuring yourself, you dare to cling to me, I laugh at you for dying to the end, I don't know what to say!" ”

Qingfeng Sanren sat on the ground: "You want to kill me!" ”

"Don't you deserve to die?"

Qingfeng Sanren kept moving back, his legs were weakly kicking on the ground, his face was full of horror, his face turned blue with fright, and his tone was dry: "You can't kill me." ”

Qin Jiao sneered: "Why? ”

Qingfeng Sanren swallowed his saliva, trying to grasp the last straw: "My master lit the everlasting lamp for me, if you kill me, his old man will not let you go!" ”

The ever-bright lamp is a candle that has been given a spell, one lamp for each person, and the lamp is extinguished when the body dies.

Qin Jiao smiled disappreciatively: "Okay, I won't kill you." ”

Qingfeng Sanren's face was happy, thinking that Qin Jiao was afraid.

His eyes lit up, and he licked his face to discuss with Qin Jiao: "If you let me go, I will treat it as if nothing happened." ”

"Spare you?" Qin Jiao shook her head: "I'm afraid not." ”

Qingfeng was surprised: "You...... Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me? ”

"I said I didn't kill you, I didn't say you can not die." After Qin Jiao finished speaking, the cloth bag that Qingfeng Sanren was hanging on his waist suddenly fell, and countless evil spirits floated out of the cloth bag, and the number was so large that his room seemed crowded.

Qingfeng Sanren shrank into the corner, and his lips trembled with fear: "You, what the hell do you want to do!" ”

Qin Jiao didn't answer him, only to see her raise her bare hand and make a stroke in the void, the evil spirits in the room were originally out of their minds, but they were shining again at this moment, no different from ordinary evil spirits.

Qingfeng Sanren's eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in disbelief: "You have regained their sanity? How did you do it! ”

The evil spirit that has been refined is equivalent to having lost its soul, and it is impossible to have a sanity at all!

Even Qin Jiao can't make them resurge, but she can give them the power to temporarily give them the illusion of sanity.

It's just an illusion, but it's enough to make the breeze pay the price.

The evil spirits stared fiercely at the breeze scattered people huddled in the corner, it was he who made them unable to die again, it was him!

Seeing the evil spirits rushing towards him, the breeze shouted in a broken voice, "No! You can't do this! They kill me and turn me into a murderous spirit, which is not in accordance with the rules of the way! ”

"The rules of the way?" Qin Jiao sneered: "I am the rule." ”

Qingfeng Sanren was shrouded in black mist, he screamed miserably, desperately begging for mercy, but Qin Jiao was not half distracted.

"Taste the fruits of your own sowing."

When Qin Jiao came, she had already cut off the sound here, so as not to disturb others.

The breeze screamed for more than two hours before the evil spirits dispersed, and one by one they floated in the room like walking corpses, their eyes empty.

When the time had passed, they became sane spirits again.

Qingfeng Sanren is not dead yet, but he is not a ghost anymore, his hair is scattered, and he keeps scratching himself like a madman, even if his face and body are scratched with blood.

He grabbed his long hair, crying and laughing for a while, and the breeze was completely crazy.

He got up from the ground and walked to the balcony step by step, muttering to himself: "There is a debtor who has been wronged, pay you back, I will pay you back my life......"

Qin Jiao looked at it calmly, Qingfeng Sanren opened the glass door of the balcony and jumped down from the upstairs, Qin Jiao went out to take a look, downstairs was the rockery flowing water, his head hit the rockery, the blood flowed down the rockery, staining the rattling running water.

The breeze is suicidal, and no evil spirit becomes a fierce spirit.

Qin Jiao sighed, even so, it was impossible for them to die, there was only one way waiting for them.

Maybe it's cruel, they obviously didn't do anything wrong, but they ended up like this, but what should be done still has to be done, Qin Jiao's hands were sealed, and there were words in her mouth, and the evil spirits in the room were shrouded in the gossip array, and finally turned into ashes.

After Qin Jiao left, only the breeze in the villa fell lifeless on the rockery, not even half of the soul.

At the same time, in an antique house, an old man in a white robe stood in front of a row of candles, his face gloomy.

The old man's white hair was tied with a jade crown, and his beard was white, hanging down to his chest, with the posture of a fairy wind bone.

One of the candles was extinguished, and the old man stared at it, frowning.

"Master!" Wudao's figure hurriedly ran in: "Are you looking for us?" ”

The people who came were all wearing robes and jade crowns and tied their hair, just like the ancients.

As soon as a middle-aged man at the head finished speaking, he saw the extinguished candle, and his face changed greatly: "Master, the lantern is ...... bright."

He didn't dare to say any more, and the others also looked at each other with ugly faces.

The old man turned to look at the comer: "The everlasting light of the breeze is extinguished, he is your junior brother, which of you will find out the cause of his death." ”

The leader stepped forward: "Master, let the apprentice go, the apprentice is their senior brother, such a big thing happened, he should go to find out the truth in person!" ”

Several other people also stepped forward, threatening to find out the real culprit and avenge their junior brother!

The old man looked at his eldest apprentice: "Qinghe, you can take a trip." ”

A middle-aged man named Qinghe said in a loud voice: "Yes! ”

He was about to leave after speaking, but was stopped by the old man.

"Qinghe, I don't know where this person came from, but he can kill Qingfeng, and his strength is not weak, so don't act rashly when you find out."

Qinghe should go down: "I understand." ”

The old man waved his hand at him and motioned for him to go.

Qinghe turned to leave, and several of his juniors chased him out, telling him to be careful in everything.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Qinghe's back and pondering, who is it? Dare to kill him!

——

Qingfeng Sanren lived in a detached house, and his body was not found until the afternoon of the next day, and when the police arrived at the scene, they found that he was in close contact with the people involved in the case in the psychiatric hospital.

Correspondence records and transaction records prove that he was also a member of a criminal gang.

As to whether this person committed suicide or homicide, the police have verified it in many ways and determined that it was a suicide.

Qingfeng Sanren lives in a rich area, heavily guarded, if someone comes to look for him, there will definitely be a visitor record on the doorman's side, although he died very strangely, and there are many external injuries on his body, but after forensic identification, those injuries are scratched by himself.

The police can only guess that he committed suicide in fear of crime.

Now that the whole people are paying attention to this case, the police have made the clues public so that everyone knows that they have made progress.