Chapter 41 The Intuition of Killing

Except for the room with the oil lamp, the rest of the Taoist temple is dark. However, this does not affect the sight of birds rushing in the dark environment. The benefits of eating the red line cannibal snake eyes are reflected. Although it is only a little bit of vision growth in the dark environment, its role is also very obvious.

In the main hall of the Taoist temple, there is a statue of the supreme god of Taoism. The demeanor of the statue is majestic, with kind eyes, brushing dust in one hand and a sword in the other. The statue of Taishang Tianjun is sitting in the main hall in every Taoist temple, enjoying the worship of believers, and often the most vigorous incense. However, here, it is deserted, and I don't know how long it has been without the worship of incense. Even the head of the statue is covered with spider webs, a dilapidated scene.

"Is this the supreme god of Taoism, Taishang Tianjun? I don't know who is more powerful than the ghost refiner Pluto? Taishang Tianjun can sit in the temple, enjoy the worship of incense, and be worshipped by the world. Where is Pluto? Looking at the statue of Taishang Tianjun, Bainiao thought of something impractical.

Leaving the hall, he put his footsteps to the lightest extent and slowly approached the lighted room. When he came to the window, he chose a corner of the window covered with shadows, and then dipped his finger in saliva and broke a small hole in the window paper. He put an eye in front of the small hole and peeped secretly into the room.

The layout of the room is very simple. What shines is a pine oil lamp hanging on the front wall. Under it is an old desk, on which there are basic books, pen, ink, paper and other writing utensils, as well as Taoist utensils such as compass and dust. Under the left wall is a wooden bed without a mosquito net. The quilt is full of stains and greasy. It hasn't been washed for a long time, and it has not been sorted out. It is casually kneaded into a ball. In addition, there is a small square table in the room, on which there is a plate of peanuts with shells and a small blue and white porcelain wine jar.

Mao Qiu sat at the table and drank a little wine with peanuts comfortably.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Bainiao's mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he laughed at himself secretly, "What's wrong with me? Just because this guy pushed me, he hated it and lurked out of his window at night, waiting to kill him? It seems that he is just an ordinary power villain, and he is not guilty of death.

Mao Qiu in the room did not notice that an eye was peeking at him outside the window, and he didn't know that the man was struggling fiercely to kill him and not to kill him.

"No..." Bai Niaochong said to himself, "I have set the standard of killing. If I don't meet my standards, I will never kill. This is the reason why I came here. How can I give up halfway and leave without a result? If this guy doesn't meet the standard for me to kill him, I will naturally leave. If I do, I can't let him live. He is drinking here, and I just went to another room to have a look.

There is self-blame and struggle, which is inevitable in the process of growing up as a ghost refiner. Bainiao Chong is not the kind of narrow-minded villain who is pushed to kill and revenge. Another reason why he came here with the motive to kill is his intuition.

Women have a keen intuition about things in their emotions that men can't imagine, and the ghost refiners who are with death also have an intuition that ordinary people can't understand about darkness and evil.

The intuition of Bai Niao Chong is the dark and evil intuition from Mao Qiu.

This feeling is like smelling a rotten corpse through a layer of soil.

Leaving the corner of the window, Bai Niao Chong searched again in the Taoist temple. He searched so carefully that he didn't even miss the woodshed. However, after being busy, he didn't find anything valuable at all.

"Is my intuition wrong?" Hundreds of birds thought puzzledly. Finally, he returned to his previous position of spying on Mao Qiu. By this time, Mao Qiu had finished his wine and was about to get up and go out. He hid in the dark corner and waited until Mao Qiu walked out of a distance before quietly following him.

What Bai Niaochong didn't expect was that Mao Qiu, who was drunk, came straight out of the Taoist temple and came to the ancient tomb where he had wanted to dig but did not take action.

"What does this guy want to do?" Hundreds of birds are full of strangeness in their hearts.

Mao Qiu stood in front of the tombstone for a while, laughed twice, made a detour behind the tombstone, and kicked an inconspicuous stone brick with his foot. It rumbled and made a noise, and the stone floor in front of the tombstone suddenly opened a dark hole. With the faint light of the stars and moon, you can faintly see a channel that extends diagonally downward behind the hole.

Mao Qiu's cat got in with his waist, took out the flint and lit the oil lamp on the side of the passage, and then took the oil lamp to the depths of the passage. His footsteps were particularly clear in the closed space, kicking and kicking.

Hundreds of birds rushed to the mouth of the cave and quickly got in when it was about to close. Following Mao Qiu's footsteps, he followed quietly. The passage is not deep, and it doesn't take much to the end. It was a round tomb with a sarcophagus in the middle, and there were also oil lamps on the walls on both sides. Mao Qiu, who came first, had ignited them. The tomb is brightly lit, and everything can be seen at a glance.

What Bai Niaochong can't imagine is that there are still two women locked in the tomb. They are not very old, about in their early twenties. Their feet are tied with chains. One end of the chain locks their ankles, and the other end is fixed on the iron ring on the stone wall. Their clothes are ragged, their breasts are half exposed, and their snow-white thighs are also exposed to the air. The scars of tooth marks, pinch marks and whips are almost clearly visible on the delicate top.

Seeing this, Bai Niao Chong was already clear in his heart, and his intuition was not wrong.

The two women woke up from their sleep. When they saw Mao Qiu, they crawled back in horror. When they couldn't avoid under the stone wall, they hugged each other again, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Don't come over, don't come over... Please let us go. We are all husbands and children. You can't do this to us anymore..." A woman choked and begged Mao Qiu.

"Hey hey hey..." Mao Qiu**. With a smile, he forced him step by step and said with a smile, "The daughter-in-law of Zhenxi Orioner's family and the daughter-in-law of the Zhennan tailor's family, it took me a lot of effort to enjoy you. Let you go? Stop dreaming. Shall I let you go and tell the secret? Hahaha, when I'm tired of playing with you, I'll send you on the road.

On the road, it's killing people.

"No! Don't... don't touch me!"

The sad screams and pleading echoed in the tomb, but they did not touch the heart of Mao Qiu, a villain, at all. Taking advantage of the alcohol, Mao Qiu chose the most plump woman, forcibly separated her legs, and rudely kneaded the most delicate part of the woman's whole body with a pair of rough hands. In the end, he actually put a finger in and destroyed the woman's body and mind with great enjoyment.

Anyone with a good heart will be furious and indignant when he sees such a scene, but on Bai Niao Chong's body, his reaction is extremely plain and calm. In his opinion, how bad Mao Qiu's evil deeds are has nothing to do with him. The two suffering women have nothing to do with him. He is just the messenger of death. According to his standards and rules, Mao Qiu of the three people is his target, and the two women are not in the same list. As for their rescue because of this, it doesn't matter to him. He doesn't need anyone to appreciate him, let alone remember him.

The world of ghost refiners is a lonely world, and it is also a world that does not require applause and honor. Ghost refiners will always be in the dark plane, lurking for a lifetime.

At this time, Mao Qiu was no longer satisfied with the enjoyment of his fingers. He untied his trousers and entered the woman's body in a rough way. His movements are funny, but he also has the kind of ** and vitality of young people. He did it very seriously and used the greatest strength all at once. The sound of the crackling impact echoed in the tomb, accompanied by the sound of women struggling and crying.

Hundreds of birds rushed into the tomb from the end of the passage. He covered his head and face with a cloth towel, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. If the two suffering women are also his target, he doesn't have to waste time covering his head and face. It's good to kill them all, and he doesn't have to worry about revealing his identity and causing unnecessary trouble. But these two women are not his target, so before he takes it, he must consider the possibility of revealing his identity after the two women leave here. As long as there is even a possibility of revealing his identity, he must avoid it in advance.

Mao Qiu, who was lying on the woman and doing ups and downs, did not find that there was an uninvited guest in the tomb at all. When a man was doing this kind of thing, his vigilance was close to nothing, which was true. The two women found the arrival of the Hundred Birds Rush one after another, and they watched the Hundred Birds rush over in horror.

"Shh..." Hundreds of birds made a silent gesture, signaling the two women not to make a sound.

The two women suddenly understood that even the woman who was being violated obediently stopped struggling, and there was no longer the vague sound of being violated in her mouth.

Without stopping, Bai Niao Chong has come behind Mao Qiu.

"Haha! Did the little lady learn to be good? Why don't you struggle? However, you are still very excited... Uh-huh!" Mao Qiu, who was lying on the woman, moved violently twice, then straightened his waist and trembled a few times. But just as he was doing his best, an arm suddenly wrapped around his neck and strangled him.

"Well... little lady, are you reluctant to leave me? Do it again..." Mao Qiu's first reaction was that the poor woman under him was reluctant to give up with him and had to do it with him again before he hugged his neck. But in a blink of an eye, he suddenly woke up and turned around, because the woman under him put her hands on the ground he could see, and the arm that strangled his neck at this moment was so powerful!

Struggle and resistance begin at the moment when you realize that death is approaching. Mao Qiu broke Bai Niao Chong's arm vigorously and pedaled his feet on the ground desperately, trying to use his whole body to break free from the shackles of Bai Niao Chong.

"Don't move. It will pass soon. The more you struggle, the more painful you will be." Hundreds of birds rushed to Mao Qiu's ear and whispered in a peaceful tone, without the slightest intention to kill.

The two poor women looked at the two men who were entangled together in such a daze. What they couldn't understand was that even when killing people, the faceless man could still speak in such a peaceful tone, warning Mao Qiu, who was going to be killed by him, not to move!

Mao Qiu's struggle is still very fierce, but his strength is like a comparison between a dog and a tiger, and he can't get rid of it at all. At first, he could mobilized all his strength to struggle with all his heart, but soon, his struggle seemed weak and lost accuracy. Finally, he stopped moving.