Boss Qi told him why he did something to me.

At this time, he shouted injustice.

"Brother, I, I'm an errand runner, I'm wronged!

If I don't do it, I'll die!

Let me go, let me go! ”

While speaking, this Qi Qiong also cried out with a "woo woo".

It was as if he were the one who suffered, and he was also the victim.

A typical helper is abusive, and shouts "innocent" loudly.

I didn't talk directly, but I spoke again:

"Is there a problem with the fruits you brought?"

Qi Qiong kept shaking his head:

"The fruit is fine, it's all I eat by myself.

That is, I got the task, and the butcher asked me to oil you.

I, I just came here with fruit. ”

I nodded slightly, and then spoke:

"Where did the corpse oil come from?"

Qi Qiong trembled, her face stiffened slightly, but she said firmly:

"Yes, it was given to me by the ghosts of the building, yes, they gave it to me."

This time, without me poking him, Pan Ling directly retorted:

"Fart, the ghost can't get the corpse oil.

They are all shadowy, and they can't touch the flames.

The corpse oil was obviously taken by yourself, and you still told lies. ”

Seeing that the lie was revealed, Qi Qiong once again showed her grievances:

"That, that, that's not something I want to take, it's all those ghosts who let me take it.

I've never wanted to hurt anyone, and even though I, I, and I have taken their corpse oil, I, and I have buried them......"

This old boy is full of lies.

The credibility is too low.

Mao Jing also asked coldly at this time:

"What part of the corpse oil did you take?"

Because Mao Jing broke one of his arms just now, he was so scared when he saw Mao Jing now.

Listening to Mao Jing's mouth at this moment, he was also trembling.

Then he answered;

"Face, face......"

When we "heard" the word face, our hearts trembled.

How cruel and painful it was.

As I said before, to take the oil from a living corpse, you need to burn the skin with fire.

And it is the premise that the person who needs to be taken is conscious and painful.

Because of the corpse oil taken down in this way, the resentment is the greatest, and it is also the most suitable for harming people, and the sneakers like it the most.

This Qi Qiong turned out to be the corpse oil that was taken from his face.

Burn a man's face with fire, burn out the corpse oil, and burn him alive......

Mao Jing's face did not change much, and Pan Ling frowned:

"How many people have you killed, and what have you done with their corpses?"

Qi Qiong trembled:

"Just a ......"

"Huh?"

Mao Jing's face turned cold:

"Two, no, no, no, three. Just three is three. The corpses, the corpses, were buried in the septic tank downstairs by me.

But these are all the ghosts who asked me to do it, I'm just an errand runner, not of my own volition! ”

This guy actually took three lives alive.

Thrown into the septic tank, it can also be called a thick burial? What a damn thing!

However, this guy has no anger in him, he is just an ordinary person, but he has done evil things.

I didn't know how to deal with this situation for a while.

When I entered this industry, Master said it.

As long as it is a crooked and evil warlock, there will be no mercy for killing, regardless of whether it is living or dead.

When you embark on this road, you are destined to experience a rain of swords and blood.

But in addition to that, the master also said; No matter how evil an ordinary person is, as long as he doesn't cultivate the Fa, he is also an ordinary person. We can't kill, this is a rule of our industry, kill the big debt of cause and effect.

Qi Qiong, the old boy in front of him, how to deal with it?

He is not a magician, and he has not cultivated qi.

But he used evil methods to get corpse oil and betrayed people's lives.

Is this guy a sorcerer?

What do we do with him now?

I wasn't sure for a while, so I asked Mao Jing:

"This old boy, what should you do? Did it directly, or? ”

"Don't don't, please, don't kill me, don't kill me, I've said everything I need to say, let me go!

I will give you all the gold, all the gold......"

While speaking, Qi Qiong hurriedly dragged the broken arm and touched it in the pocket with his other hand.

Finally, he found a large gold ring from his pocket:

"That's it, that's what the butcher gave me.

He's the one who wants your life, not me, brother.

Don't kill me, don't kill me, please, please, please......"

Qi Qiong was already crying, with a lot of tears and snot.

Pan Ling took it and glanced at it:

"It's real gold, this butcher ghost is quite rich!

Where did he get all this gold and silver jewelry? ”

"Senior sister, don't touch those, it's all dead people's stuff.

The gold and silver that a demon can take out will never be taken from a living person. ”

"Oh!"

Pan Ling replied.

Then I listened to Mao Jing continue to me:

"In his situation, I think it's best to leave it to Luo Jianhua to deal with.

Although he is a wicked person, he has no cultivation and is not a person in the art path.

It is not suitable for us to make a move, and if we do, there may be a risk of being indebted by causality.

For his sake, there's no need to take this risk, and there's no need to kill someone here.

Didn't he kill several people?

If he is caught, the few people he threw into the dung pit can also be wronged.

This guy, the death penalty will definitely not run.

As for the sins of his life, eighty percent of the animals in the next life will not be able to do it, and they can only be worms in the dung pit. ”

"Brother, brother let me go.

I also bought a house of 120 square meters in my county.

If you let it go, I will give it to you, and I will give it to you......"

Qi Qiong's eyes widened and he spoke excitedly.

But Mao Jing didn't pay attention to him at all, and pointed a little forward, directly at the center of Qi Qiong's eyebrows.

Soul fixing.

Qi Qiong's eyes narrowed, and he fainted.

But then, Mao Jing used his fingernails to make a small cut at the center of the other party's eyebrows.

A little blood spilled from the mouth.

Mao Jing stained this little bit of blood on his fingers, formed a strange magic seal, and finally read in a low voice:

"The soul of the take, the soul of the take.

Take it and swallow it, and lose its health.

Chi! ”

As soon as the edict came out, I saw Qi Qiong, who had fainted to death, trembled violently.

Then at the center of the eyebrows, there was a wisp of humanoid spirit, which was pulled out by Mao Jing little by little.

When I saw this, I thought of Mao's mantra.

I instantly understood what he was going to do, he wanted to take away the "thief swallowing" spirit in Qi Qiong's three souls and seven spirits, and he wanted to make the other party lose his healthy body.

Without this courage, he will become a sick seedling.

In the future, he will be riddled with all kinds of diseases, and he will live in extreme pain and misery in the countdown to his life.

Although we have rules that we cannot kill ordinary people, such wicked people must also be punished.

Within the rules, taking his soul and sparing him alive is not a violation of the rules.

Otherwise, it would be too cheap for him.

Soon, that wisp of humanoid spirit was taken out by Mao Jing.

Because it's just a spirit, illusory, very illusory, so illusory that the eye can't see clearly.

Mao Jing looked at this humanoid spirit, didn't think about it, didn't hesitate, and pointed out.

With a "bang", Qi Qiong's spirit shattered instantly, turning into a puff of smoke and disappearing.

From now on, Qi Qiong's three souls and seven spirits will no longer be complete.

The pain will always be with him, and he will not want to live......