Qin Jiao's smile made Qingfeng Sanren feel panicked.

"Master, you...why are you laughing?" With his fate in someone else's hands, Qingfeng Sanren had to bow his head, and his words were full of flattery.

Qin Jiao lowered her gaze, scorning him: "I laugh at you for hurting so many people and yet still being so naive after all the bad things you do. I laugh at you for not knowing your own abilities and daring to cling to me. I laugh at you for not knowing what to do when you are about to die.

!"

Qingfeng Sanren fell to the ground: "You want to kill me!"

"Shouldn't you die?"

Qingfeng Sanren kept moving back, his legs were weak and he was kicking on the ground. His face was full of fear, 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 and tried to grasp the last straw: "My master lit a lantern for me. If you kill me, he will not let you go!"

The Everlasting Lamp is a candle endowed with magic. Each person has a lamp, and the lamp will go out after death.

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

Qingfeng Sanren looked happy, thinking that Qin Jiao was scared.

His eyes shone brightly, and he licked his face to discuss with Qin Jiao: "Let me go, and I'll pretend nothing happened."

"Let you go?" Qin Jiao shook her head: "I'm afraid not."

Qingfeng Sanren was shocked: "You... didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?"

"I said I won't kill you, but I didn't say you can survive." After Qin Jiao finished speaking, the cloth bag hung by Qingfeng Sanren suddenly fell down, and countless evil spirits floated out of the cloth bag. The number was so large that it caused

His room seems crowded.

Qingfeng Sanren shrank into the corner, his lips trembling with fear: "You, what on earth do you want to do!"

Qin Jiao didn't answer him. She only saw her raising her bare hands and drawing strokes in the void. The evil spirits in the room had lost their minds, but at this moment they were glowing again, no different from ordinary evil spirits.

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

The refined evil spirits are equivalent to having their souls dispersed, and it is impossible for them to regain their consciousness!

Even Qin Jiao can't bring them back to life, but she can give them power and temporarily give them the illusion of being sane.

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

The evil spirits stared fiercely at Qingfeng Sanren who was huddled in the corner. It was him who made it impossible for them to die again, it was him!

When Qingfeng Sanren saw the evil spirits rushing toward him, he shouted: "No! You can't do this! If they kill me, they will turn into evil spirits. This is against the rules of the Tao!"

"The rules on the road?" Qin Jiao sneered: "I am the rules."

Qingfeng Sanren was shrouded in black mist. He screamed miserably and desperately begged for mercy, but Qin Jiao did not relent.

"Taste the evil fruits you have sown."

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

Qingfeng Sanren screamed for more than two hours before the evil spirits dispersed one after another. They were like walking zombies, floating in the room with empty eyes.

After the statute of limitations expired, they turned into mindless evil spirits again.

Qingfeng Sanren is not dead yet, but he is no longer human or ghost. His hair is disheveled and he keeps scratching himself like a madman, even if there are blood marks on his face and body.

He grabbed his long hair and cried and laughed. Qingfeng Sanren went completely crazy.

He got up from the ground and walked to the balcony step by step, muttering to himself: "Every wrong you owe has its owner, I will pay you back, and I will pay you back my life..."

Qin Jiao watched calmly. Qingfeng Sanren opened the glass door of the balcony and jumped down from the upstairs. Qin Jiao then followed him out to take a look. There was a rockery and running water downstairs. He knocked his head on the rockery and his blood flowed down the stairs.

It flows down the rockery, dyeing the rushing water red.

Qingfeng Sanren committed suicide, and there was no evil spirit that turned into a vicious spirit.

Qin Jiao sighed, even so, it was impossible for them to pass away. There was only one way waiting for them.

Maybe it's cruel. They obviously did nothing wrong but ended up like this, but they still had to do what they should do. Qin Jiao made seals with her hands and muttered words. The evil spirits in the room were enveloped by the Bagua array and eventually turned into ashes.<

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After Qin Jiao left, only Qingfeng dispersed in the villa and fell lifelessly on the rockery, without even a trace of soul.

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

The old man has white hair tied up with a jade crown, his beard is white and hangs down to his chest, and he looks like an immortal.

One of the candles in the row went out. The old man stared at the candle and frowned.

"Master!" Five figures hurriedly ran in: "Are you looking for us?"

The visitors all wore robes and had their hair tied up with jade crowns, just like the ancients.

As soon as the leader, a middle-aged man, finished speaking, he saw the extinguished candle, and his expression changed drastically: "Master, the ever-burning lamp..."

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

The old man turned around and looked at the person who came: "Qingfeng's ever-light lamp has gone out. He is your junior brother. Which of you is going to find out the cause of his death?"

The leader took a step forward: "Master, let the disciple go. The disciple is their senior brother. Such a big thing happened, so he should go and find out the truth in person!"

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

The old man looked at his eldest apprentice: "Qinghe, please take a walk."

A middle-aged man named Qinghe said loudly: "Yes!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, but was stopped by the old man.

"Qinghe, I don't know what this person's background is, but he can kill Qingfeng, so he is probably not weak. Don't act rashly until you find out."

Qinghe responded: "Disciple understands."

The old man waved his hand towards him, indicating that he should go ahead.

Qinghe turned around and left, and several of his junior brothers chased him out, telling him to be careful.

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

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Qingfeng Sanren lived in a detached house, and his body was not discovered until the afternoon of the next day. After the police arrived at the scene, they found that he had close contacts with people related to the case in the mental hospital.

Communication records and transaction records can prove that he is also a member of a criminal gang.

As to whether this person committed suicide or was a homicide, the police conducted extensive investigations and determined that it was a suicide.

Qingfeng Sanren lived in a wealthy area and was heavily guarded. If someone came to see him, the guard would definitely have a record of the visitor. Although his death was strange and there were many external injuries on his body, after forensic identification, those injuries were

He scratched it himself.

The police can only guess that he committed suicide out of fear of crime.
Chapter completed!