"Come in." The altar master gave a low voice.
However, there was only a 'dong' outside the door, and then there was no sound.
The altar master frowned, he stretched out his hand and took out a short blade from his coat. Then, he cautiously approached the door and looked out of the room through the cat's eyes.
Outside the door, I saw the subordinate I sent out was standing on the door, motionless. There was no other figure behind him.
Got it
However, the altar master felt a little bad in his heart. He quickly opened the door, his muscles were tense, and he was ready to fight at any time.
As soon as the door opened, the subordinate who had been leaning against the door suddenly fell towards him.
The altar master stretched out his hand and dragged it into the room.
He carefully looked outside the door again, making sure that he found no one else.
"What's the matter?" He looked at the subordinate in his hand and asked sternly.
As soon as the words fell, the altar master only felt his hand sink, and the subordinate in his hand twitched and fell softly to the ground.
The altar master immediately stretched out his hand and pressed it on his subordinate's wrist, his pulse had stopped beating, his heart orifice qi and blood dissipated—completely dead? Not even a word to say!
He frowned, examining the bodies of his subordinates.
There is not a single scar on the subordinate's body, and there is no trace of fighting with anyone, but there is blood on the mask on the face.
The altar master carefully used a short blade to open the mask, and saw the blue face of his subordinate, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and there was stench of blood flowing out of his mouth.
The stench was mixed with the blood. When the altar master accidentally smelled the stench, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.
"It's poison!"
The subordinates were poisoned and died, and this poison is extremely overbearing! It melted into the blood of his subordinate's body, turning his blood into poisonous blood. Now, only the fishy smell emanating from the poisonous blood of the subordinates is highly poisonous.
The altar master hurriedly took the detoxification pill and ran the infuriating qi to expel toxins from the body.
It's only a secondary toxin, so domineering, how terrifying will this poison itself be
"Then Song Shuhang is definitely not a mortal."
Damn, what about 'a freshman in Jiangnan University City', 'a boy who just turned 18', and 'the parents are alive and being gentle' are all fake news.
Especially the damn 'be gentle with others', how could a guy who would use such a poison be a gentle person
All this information was used by Song Shuhang to disguise his identity. It is certain that the other party... is in the red dust!
Damn him, mama, why do you have to make the experience of the world so realistic? It's really a dog.
"Damn, this poison can't be expelled!" The altar master gritted his teeth, and the toxin in his body took root in his body, and it was difficult to expel it. If you want to completely remove toxins from your body, I am afraid you have to retreat.
But now he has no time.
This stupid subordinate came all the way here after being poisoned, a teammate like a pig, this is leading the way for the opponent!
Maybe that Song Shuhang has already chased his subordinates here.
Don't stay here for long!
The altar master organizes his items as quickly as possible.
Before leaving, he sprinkled some corpse liquid on the corpses of his subordinates to destroy them.
After everything was done, the altar master covered his mouth and nose and jumped out of the hotel window. Under the cover of the night, he jumped away from the hotel a few times.
After the plan has changed and the poison in the body is driven out, he has to find other ways to contact this 'Senior Song' and exchange it for a ghost from him.
The night... still long.
In the night, some people are happy, some people are distressed, some people are sad... Life is full of expressions!
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June 6th at 5 a.m.
Song Shuhang opened his eyes, full of energy.
When he opened his eyes, he frowned suddenly.
After quenching his body, his sense of smell was much sharper than that of ordinary people, and a faint smell of blood lingered in the air.
And the bedroom door was actually open - in June, Song Shuhang and the other three roommates would never open the bedroom door when they were sleeping. Because this season is the most arrogant period for mosquitoes, if you don't have the awareness to sacrifice your life to feed the mosquitoes, you will not open the door to sleep.
"Is Tubo and the others back?" Song Shuhang guessed in his heart.
But when I looked around, I didn't find the shadow of my roommate.
Through the bedroom, you can vaguely see that the floor-to-ceiling door of the rooftop is also open.
"Have you met a thief?" Song Shuhang's heart tightened. It was not the first time that a boy's dormitory had encountered a thief, especially those who lived on the second floor, which was a floor that thieves liked to visit.
No, Song Shuhang turned over and jumped up, he was too vigilant! In his locker, there are twenty-one pairs of 'Body Tempering Liquid' pill recipes, which are things that money can't buy.
If these herbs were stolen, he would have to cry and faint in the toilet.
When he got up this time, Shuhang's eyes were fixed on the ground - there, there was a blade without a handle. Sharp and unusual, glowing with cold light.
This is a thin, sharp knife without a handle. It should be used between fingers or used in conjunction with other tools. To use such a blade, it requires certain skills and cannot be used by non-experts. This knife is definitely not used to cut fruit, it is a fierce blade that kills people without blood.
A thief can't use or have the strength to use such a biased weapon.
Coupled with the bloody smell in the air... The other party is not a thief!
Not for money, but for life
Who is he going to kill
Who else could it be... I was the only one in the dormitory. Moreover, the three roommates are just ordinary college students, and it is unlikely that a killer will be recruited to deal with them.
Murder.
In an instant, Song Shuhang's heart skipped a few beats.
He picked up the blade on the ground, thousands of thoughts rushed into his mind, and his mind could not be calm.
I remembered that when I slept like a pig yesterday, someone came over and wanted to give him a knife, and I was immediately scared. Although I don't know why the other party didn't kill him, he was wandering around on the line of life and death!
Even though he had already started to build the foundation, he was still an ordinary college student two days ago. Suddenly encountering someone who wants to kill him, if he can be as calm as a senior cultivator, there will be ghosts!
However, Song Shuhang only let himself be confused for three breaths, and then silently used the "True Self Meditation Sutra" to force himself to calm down.
"Since I chose to become a cultivator, I am not afraid of death." Song Shuhang opened his eyes and became more determined.
When he uttered these words and strengthened his awareness as a monk, the "True Self Meditation Sutra" was moved and further improved. The 'real self' in consciousness exudes an otherworldly air. This is the 'real self' recognizing himself, no longer an ordinary person, but a monk!
When he opened his eyes again, Song Shuhang gently pressed his heart.
The heartbeat... is still a bit fast, but it's not fear.
This is something that comes out from the bottom of my heart - joy!
The assassination of the other party, this feeling of possibly facing death, made him feel... very interesting!
Even if he was the one who was assassinated. But this kind of thing that doesn't happen in the 'script' in the world of ordinary college students really makes him feel entertained and happy.
At that moment, Song Shuhang wondered if something in his mind was wrong.
"If he really wanted to kill me, maybe... he couldn't get away from the guy who collected my information at school the day before yesterday."
Song Shuhang pondered, playing with the handleless blade between his fingers, and the blade shuttled between his fingers like a dancing butterfly.
When he learned from Zhuge Yue that someone was searching for his intelligence, he thought about the identity of the other party.
"The bad people outside the school can be ruled out. After all, they are just ordinary students, and they live under the rule of law. It is impossible to hire a killer because of a little conflict - if the bad people were all hanging up like this, the world would have been unified long ago. ."
"In addition, it is not very likely to follow the stalker behind the pharmacist. Most of the people who follow the pharmacist ask the pharmacist. Unless someone with an extreme personality will give birth to the idea of kidnapping me and threaten the pharmacist. But this possibility too low."
"Other than that... there is only Soft Feather's incident." Song Shuhang pulled out the pendant and looked at the 'Soul Sealing Ice Bead'.
The cool breath came from the ice beads, which made his brain more flexible, quick in thinking, and wide-open.
In the Soft Feather incident, there is one thing that Song Shuhang is very concerned about in retrospect!