What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

On the left is Xiaomei, the personal maid, and on the right is his night guard, named Li Cheng. They both died with blood flowing from all seven orifices, their eyes wide open in a terrifying and gruesome state. They suffered immense pain before their deaths.

Just yesterday, these two people were alive and now they are dead, their eyes unable to close, becoming cold corpses.

Song Shi's face instantly turned pale, his fists clenched tightly.

Although there is a master-servant distinction between these guards and maids, Song Shi doesn't have any feudal concepts in his heart. Moreover, they have lived together for so many years, how could there not be any feelings?

"This is too much. I have never wanted to kill someone so much!"

Cold light flashed in his eyes. Song Shi's face turned gloomy as he walked out silently.

After a few steps, a body with the same dead appearance appeared under a jujube tree. It was Zhang Mama, who was responsible for washing clothes. This kind-hearted woman in her forties, whose son had just gotten married, was in a posture of trying to stand up while holding onto the jujube tree.

Song Shi's expression was emotionless. "Zhang Mama, I will avenge you!"

Perhaps in response to his words, Zhang Mama exhaled her last breath. Her stiff body suddenly became limp and slowly lay on the ground, the unwillingness on her face dissipating.

"Before a person dies, if they are in great pain and unwilling, a lingering resentment will remain. If this resentment lasts for a long time, it may lead to corpse transformation or the appearance of evil spirits. Your words have eliminated a trouble."

A voice suddenly came from behind. Song Shi was horrified. He hadn't noticed someone approaching.

With a flash of killing intent in his eyes, he turned his head without hesitation and threw a punch.

Bang!

A soft and white hand easily caught it.

The full force of Song Shi's punch was like a drop in the ocean. It only scattered the fallen leaves on the ground, causing the other person's clothes to flutter slightly.

"You have great strength, already possessing the strength of an elephant, but your way of exerting force is crude, relying solely on brute strength."

The person who caught Song Shi's punch casually commented. He had a slender figure, a youthful appearance, and was dressed in a black special characteristic robe. His face was handsome, and his hands were like white jade, emitting a faint luster.

"The strength is impressive, already possessing the strength of an elephant, but it's a pity that the way you exert force is shallow, relying only on brute strength."

The person who caught Song Shi's punch casually commented. He had a slender figure, a youthful appearance, and was dressed in a black special characteristic robe. His face was handsome, and his hands were like white jade, emitting a faint luster.

"Your strength is impressive, already possessing the strength of an elephant, but it's a pity that your way of exerting force is shallow, relying only on brute strength."

The person who caught Song Shi's punch casually commented. He had a slender figure, a youthful appearance, and was dressed in a black special characteristic robe. His face was handsome, and his hands were like white jade, emitting a faint luster.

"The strength is impressive, already possessing the strength of an elephant, but it's a pity that the way you exert force is shallow, relying only on brute strength."

The person who caught Song Shi's punch casually commented. He had a slender figure, a youthful appearance, and was dressed in a black special characteristic robe. His face was handsome, and his hands were like white jade, emitting a faint luster.

The force of Song Shi's full-powered punch was easily countered by an incredibly flexible force, causing him to retreat to the jujube tree, which shattered with a crack.

After being forced back, the other person didn't make any further moves. Instead, he looked at Song Shi with interest. "Judging from your tone, it seems that you are from the Song family and have just returned?"

"Who are you?"

Song Shi immediately recognized that this person should not be an enemy, otherwise he could have taken advantage of his weakness and killed him.

He stared at the person intently. His long hair fell casually, giving off a carefree and out-of-the-world temperament. Because he was wearing a black robe, his fair skin appeared even more radiant. He felt like a young master, just like him.

However, judging from the embroidered spring knife hanging from his waist and a silver-bottomed red-lettered command token engraved with the word "behead" on it, he was definitely not some playboy.

"The Chief Commander of the Red Silver Division of the Great Qian Beheading Demons Bureau, Sikuang Ya!"

The young man introduced himself, "I was ordered to pursue the demons and happened to come here to investigate when the Song family was slaughtered by demons."

"The Beheading Demons Bureau... demons..."

Song Shi frowned, his face turning cold. "Do you know the whereabouts of the demons who harmed my Song family?"

"I'm still investigating. Since he made a move here, he must still be in this Jinxiu City."

Sikuang Ya was somewhat surprised that this person was not afraid of him, but instead spoke to him in an equal tone.

"If possible, please take me with you."

Song Shi said solemnly.

"Aren't you afraid? Being able to alarm our Beheading Demons Bureau means that he is not something simple."

Sikuang Ya's expression was mocking.

"He has killed his way to my doorstep. Even if he is a god, I will kill him sooner or later!"

Song Shi's eyes became more fierce, something that wasn't there before.

Sikuang Ya didn't directly agree, but said, "What is your status in the Song family?"

"Song Shi, the seventh son of the Song family!"

"Oh, I thought you were the son of this servant."

Sikong Ya was surprised, "Then I think you don't need to hold a grudge. Your father must have escaped."

"The old man didn't die?"

Song Shi's face slightly eased, this was the only relative he acknowledged besides his mother.

"The main ones who died were the servants and maidservants. Many people from your Song family have fled. At this time, they are trembling in fear at the yamen."

Sikong Ya's expression was meaningful, "Do you still want to avenge them?"

"Yes!"

Song Shi didn't hesitate, "People have emotions. Even if they are servants, they are still my people. Whoever kills them will die!"

Sikong Ya couldn't help but take another look at Song Shi. This guy's strength wasn't anything special, but his confidence was enough to move him.

Swoosh!

A black-clad figure appeared and knelt on one knee, "Commander Sikong, a total of 367 people from the Song family have died. Most of them died from poison, and a few were killed by ghosts. The entire Song family is infested with gu, and it must be cremated to eliminate the influence."

"Let the people from the yamen help gather some materials and prohibit outsiders from approaching. We will cremate them later!"

Sikong Ya nodded, the black-clad figure responded, took a look at Song Shi, and disappeared like an illusion at the entrance of the courtyard.

Song Shi could still see that he had something similar to a token hanging from his waist, but the color and material were different.

"Why did the demons target our Song family?"

Song Shi asked with confusion.

"It's complicated. There are interests and power involved, and perhaps someone from your Song family has offended them. But based on my speculation, it's mainly because of cultivating gu, and maybe even cultivating ghosts!"

Sikong Ya revealed some information but stopped abruptly, "I can't tell you more about the specifics. It's our secret. Who knows if you have any involvement with that demon?"

"I want to know where he is. If you find out, remember to let me know."

Song Shi had never wanted to kill someone so badly.

"You don't have the qualifications to know."

Sikong Ya sneered, "Let me tell you, what if the information leaks? By then, you might be heavily injured or killed by the demon."

Song Shi fell silent. This Demon-Slaying Bureau was probably similar to the intelligence agencies he knew, and the confidentiality of information was definitely important.

"I'll investigate on my own!"

Song Shi didn't say anything else and walked out, ready to see the situation and hopefully find some clues.

"Wait!"

Sikong Ya suddenly added, "Your physical strength is very strong. Do you have any special talents?"

"Innate divine strength, does that count as anything?" Song Shi said calmly.

"I see. I knew your aura wasn't ordinary. How could your strength be so great? It turns out you have these talents. Are you interested in joining the Demon-Slaying Bureau? Then you can avenge them legitimately."

"What are the benefits, drawbacks, and constraints?"

Song Shi didn't mind learning more.

"The benefits are that you will come into contact with many powerful individuals, including Martial Dao Transcendents and Martial Artists who cultivate immortality. You will gain a lot of cultivation resources. The drawback is that you have to obey orders and complete missions. That's the drawback and constraint."

Song Shi flicked his cigarette when he heard this, "I don't like too many constraints. Let's leave it at that."

After saying that, he started investigating on his own. As long as the enemy had made a move, there would definitely be traces.

"Interesting. Quite a confident young man. I was just as arrogant when I was young, but it's easy to lose one's name."

Sikong Ya smiled, not having much confidence in Song Shi investigating on his own.