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Shen Can watched Chang Baofeng leave, squinting his eyes in thought.

The deaths of those murdered women were all weird.

The destroyed faces... and those hollowed-out hearts and livers, were obviously the materials used to refine the blood flag.

Once the blood flag is raised, it can summon evil spirits to do whatever it wants.

What's more, some corpses are engraved with some imperceptible ancient spells, which are the corpse refining techniques used by ancient wizards to control the souls of the dead.

All signs indicate that the mastermind behind the scenes is by no means an ordinary person, but a dangerous person who has practiced ancient evil arts.

Shen Can couldn't help but take a breath.

It seems that this world is more interesting than the Blue Star in the previous life!

I help Chang Baofeng drive away the vengeful spirits, and the anger of those vengeful spirits should come to me soon...

Come if you want!

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In the distant Eagle Country, there is a quiet island.

But at this moment, there is a strange atmosphere here.

A man suddenly raised his head, frowning.

He just clearly felt a probing force, secretly spying on him.

Although this force is weak, it is extremely sharp.

The man looked around, his eyes fell on the faces of a dozen people floating around him.

Those faces were distorted and deformed, with dislocated features, like evil spirits.

They floated in the air, making bursts of piercing roars.

The man snorted coldly, waved his hand and put them all into a black box.

"In Daxia, I feel a disturbing gaze. I have to go and see.……"

"I can't let him ruin my plan!"

………………

On the other side, Chang Baofeng left the fortune-telling shop and hurried back to the police station.

The clues of the case kept circling in his mind, and he was vague about them.

But just as he was working hard, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

Chang Baofeng curled up and broke out in a cold sweat.

He was very familiar with this feeling.

It was his old problem of gastroenteritis that came back again, and it happened at this critical moment.

Chang Baofeng endured the pain and looked around.

The office was empty, and his colleagues had all gone home after work.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed a roll of toilet paper from his colleague's desk and rushed to the toilet.

The light in the toilet was dim, and there was a hint of gloom.

Chang Baofeng found a cubicle and unbuckled his belt in a hurry.

But the pain was so severe that he could hardly stand.

Chang Baofeng finally sat on the toilet and breathed a sigh of relief. But then, a cold wind blew slowly.

The wind made my butt cool!

The whole toilet was empty, and he was the only one sitting here with his bare butt.

The cold tiles and the slightly cool air made him shiver uncontrollably.

Could it be coming soon?

In Chang Baofeng's mind, he began to imagine all kinds of horror scenes uncontrollably.

He seemed to see the famous red-dressed female ghost in the women's restroom, hanging on the cubicle door.

And the legendary three-eyed boy in the school was lying on the window and staring at him.

What's more terrifying is that the wronged souls of the murdered girls seemed to be approaching him.

They were all unrecognizable, stretching out their withered hands, trying to grab him.

Chang Baofeng was so scared that his soul flew out of his body and cold sweats ran down his body.

He quickly took out the ugly doll from his pocket and clasped his hands together.

"May Guanyin Bodhisattva bless you, may Guan Gong the Great Emperor bless you, may the God of Land bless you……"

Chang Baofeng called all the gods, fearing that he might miss any of them.

He held the ugly doll tightly.

"May Mazu bless you, Queen Mother of the West bless you, and all the star gods bless you……"

Chang Baofeng closed his eyes, veins popping out on his forehead, and kept praying.

He swore!

If he could be safe this time, he would go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, and do more good deeds.

"Which deity blesses me, Chang Baofeng? I, Chang Baofeng, will work like a cow or a horse to repay you in my next life.……"

As the night deepened, the streets outside the police station were empty.

A translucent figure loomed in the night, floating.

Her name was Chen Xue, an innocent girl, and one of the victims of this serial murder case.

After death, her soul could not rest in peace and could only wander in the world.

Chen Xue sensed a familiar breath, as if someone was calling her.

The breath came from the police station.

Chen Xue was ecstatic.

She could finally get justice!

Following the guidance of the breath, she came to the toilet on the second floor of the police station.

The breath became stronger and stronger, and Chen Xue's heart beat faster and faster.

She floated in without hesitation, looking forward to seeing the person who was thinking about her.

But just as she entered the toilet, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed.

A huge white barrier appeared out of thin air, covering the entire toilet.

Before Chen Xue could react, she was violently bounced away by a powerful force.

The power of the barrier was too strong, and she couldn't resist it at all.

Chen Xue struggled to float up, not understanding what was happening.

Why was there a barrier? Why did it stop herself?

She gritted her teeth and rushed towards the barrier again.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake it.

Chang Baofeng was praying to all kinds of gods and didn't notice that the rag doll in his hand was emitting a faint white light.

After waiting for a long time, it seemed quiet outside.

Chang Baofeng quickly pulled up his pants and pricked up his ears vigilantly.

It was silent outside, as if nothing had happened.

He carefully opened the cubicle door and looked around.

The toilet was empty and everything was normal.

It seemed that he was really overthinking.

He slowly moved to the sink and turned on the faucet.

The cool water washed his hands and also washed his tense nerves.

Zheng Junze walked back to the police station with a gloomy face, holding back a nameless anger in his heart.

The doctor's words were still echoing in his ears.

What about declining kidney function and paying attention to maintenance? It's bullshit!

He is a policeman with a strong physique. How could his kidneys be bad?

It must be that the doctor is blind and the instrument is inaccurate. These results can't be trusted at all.

And there is the psychological hint that Shen Can gave him!

Zheng Junze got angrier and angrier.

No, I have to go back to him!

See if I can buy a magic weapon to strengthen it.