"Hehe, what do I need face for? Something like face can't be eaten. Also … "Song Shuhang pointed at his mouth, and at an angle the Caucasian monk couldn't see, he mouthed silently to Altar Master," I'm not a senior, I'm just an ordinary university student. There's no mistake in the things your subordinates found. "
Song Shuhang had always believed that lying and deceiving others was wrong behavior.
But while living in this world, it's hard to avoid telling lies, such as white lies, it's unavoidable.
But Song Shuhang believed that even if it's a white lie, when it's time to expose it, it's best to explain it to others. To be human, one must treat others with sincerity, this is the basic trust between people!
"Chi!" Altar Master's upper body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I curse you … I curse you! I'll turn into a ghost, and seek you for eternity! "Altar Master had a last burst of energy, and roared loudly!
After roaring, he stopped breathing.
Altar Master — dead!
"He's finally dead this time, right?" Song Shuhang stood in place for a while, and when he felt that there was no danger, he held the armor talisman in one hand and walked to Altar Master's side.
This time, Altar Master was completely dead, and there was no possibility of resurrection.
But just to be safe, Song Shuhang still raised the black flying sword, and beheaded Altar Master.
Riverly Purple Mist had once reminded him that cultivators had too many life-saving methods, so to confirm the other party's death, destroying the corpse and all evidence was the best. If the other party was a Stage 2 cultivator, beheading would be enough.
The sword left no trace, and not a single drop of blood stained it.
Song Shuhang secretly sighed. In a short two days, he had already beheaded two people. But this time, he didn't use the 'True Self Meditation Scripture', but relied on his own willpower to keep himself calm.
He couldn't always rely on the 'True Self Meditation Scripture', the path of a cultivator was still very long, and there were some things he had to adapt to. Relying too much on external things would make him weak.
And those who were weak and had weak willpower wouldn't be able to go far on the path of a cultivator.
Altar Master was the second cultivator to die in the hands of Song Shuhang. Just like the first long-armed man, although he died, his spirit would 'live' in Song Shuhang's memory for a very long time. Although he couldn't be immortal …
The matter between Reiki and Altar Master had temporarily come to an end.
For the time being, no one would have any designs on Reiki.
With Altar Master's death, his subordinates were like a group of dragons without a leader. This was enough for them to be in chaos for a long time, and they wouldn't be able to cause much trouble in a short period of time.
Other than that, the only people who knew that the Altar Master's visit to Rivertown University was related to Song Shuhang Reiki were the Altar Master, the long-armed man, and the assassin who entered Song Shuhang's room. All three of them were dead, so none of Altar Master's subordinates knew of the connection between Altar Master and 'Song Shuhang'.
Even if they wanted to avenge their master, they wouldn't be able to do so within a short period of time.
And as long as some time passed ….. these subordinates wouldn't be a threat to Song Shuhang anymore. At that time, even if these subordinates didn't come looking for Song Shuhang, Song Shuhang would still come looking for them!
He lacked actual combat opponents, and this group of people with beast-headed claw marks on their bodies would be pretty good combat opponents for Song Shuhang in the future. Moreover, he could use them in actual combat as well as eliminate his enemies. Who knows, he might even get some spoils of war, killing three birds with one stone!
"Good and evil will be repaid in the end." Song Shuhang said softly. He took out the 'Corpse Dissolving Liquid' and poured it on Altar Master's body.
A pungent smell came … … Altar Master's clothes were completely melted, but his body wasn't melted by the Corpse Dissolving Liquid.
"This thing can only melt the body of a First Stage cultivator? And here I thought it was a big treasure. "
It would be very troublesome to leave such a dismembered body. Even if the surveillance cameras were destroyed, the corpse would still attract the attention of the police.
Song Shuhang was a little distressed.
At this time, the Caucasian monk suddenly said, "Senior, are you distressed about this guy's body?"
"Can you handle it?" Song Shuhang turned his head around with a gentle smile on his face, and continued to maintain the demeanor of an expert.
The Caucasian monk gave a thumbs up and said, "Senior, don't worry and leave this matter to me, I can handle it!"
"Since you said so, then I'll trouble you. I'll remember this favor." Song Shuhang was happy and relaxed.
"Senior, please don't say that. My life was saved by Senior, this small matter isn't worth mentioning!" The Caucasian monk had a face full of confidence, as if dealing with the corpse and the trouble on the subway was a trivial matter.
His confident appearance made Shuhang think of the 'Huaxia Dragon Group', 'Huaxia Special Ability Team', 'Huaxia Cultivators Alliance', and other cool things that often appeared in web novels.
Maybe this Caucasian monk was a member of such an organization? He might have a mysterious red booklet on him. At that time, even if the police rushed over, the Caucasian monk only needed to take out the red booklet and he would be able to settle all the trouble!
Song Shuhang thought this in his heart, then took a few steps forward and picked up the Altar Master's small black box.
His intuition told him that there would be something good in the Altar Master's small box.
After picking up the box, he returned to the side of the little loli's family and sat down.
Looking at the time, it was about time for the passengers to wake up, right?
… …
… …
At this time, the Caucasian monk came to the Altar Master's side and put his hands together, "Only when all living beings have been purified can I attain enlightenment, until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha."
This was the great vow of the Buddhist Sect's Ksitigarbha, and the Caucasian monk seemed to like this vow a lot.
Then, he sat cross-legged next to the Altar Master's corpse and started chanting 《Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture》. Following his chanting, the dense light of virtue once again enveloped him.
In the carriage in front of the subway and beside the Altar Master's corpse, a few indistinct souls were purified by the Caucasian monk.
After the souls were purified, a mysterious force in the world split into three and landed on the Caucasian monk's body.
In the next moment, the Caucasian monk's' light of virtue 'became even more solid, his enormous mental energy expanded, and his corporeal body was strengthened!
Song Shuhang slightly widened his eyes. Purifying souls actually had this kind of effect? At the same time, it strengthened the corporeal body, mental energy, and virtue!
Even though it couldn't compare to using the Body Tempering Liquid and practicing the basic fist technique.
But compared to normal running and bodybuilding, it was a hundred times stronger!
"I'll note this down and ask Senior Medicine Master later if the Daoist Sect has a method to purify souls, and if it can increase mental energy and corporeal body." Song Shuhang thought to himself.
At the same time, he vaguely understood why there were always virtuous monks in ancient times. They purified souls without charging a single cent, and instead took the initiative to look for souls to purify. If you didn't let him purify souls, he would get angry with you. I reckon that those monks were like this Caucasian monk, true disciples of the Buddhist Sect.
While he was thinking, the passengers in the carriage woke up one by one.
Everyone remembered that they had a very terrifying nightmare, but the second half of the nightmare became peaceful.
"What happened?"
"I seem to remember that the senior monk ran back into the carriage, and then the carriage went dark. I don't know anything after that."
"Where's the senior monk?"
While the passengers were talking at once, they quickly discovered the Caucasian monk … and Altar Master's corpse that had been chopped into five pieces beside him.
Stunned … silence.
Then, there was a series of terrified screams.
"Someone's dead, someone's dead!"
"Ahhhh!" The passengers near the carriage rushed to the carriage door, and used their hands to open it. They didn't care what was happening outside the carriage, and all the passengers screamed and ran out.
Some people vomited on the spot, and some people's eyes rolled back, and directly fell to the ground, unconscious.
If it was an ordinary dead person, everyone would have been influenced by the news for a long time, and wouldn't be too frightened. But it was different this time, wasn't it like being dismembered by five horses? That dead person had been chopped into five pieces!
At the same time … screams came from the carriage in front. There were the corpses of two of Altar Master's subordinates there, and they were bitten to the point that they didn't even look human. Similarly, it caused the passengers in the carriage to run for their lives.
Beside Shuhang, the white shirt father, the young mother, and the little girl had all woken up.
The white shirt father wasn't in a hurry to get off the carriage. Instead, he first looked at Song Shuhang who was sitting beside them, and respectfully asked in a low voice, "Little brother, can we get off the carriage now?"
He felt that this little brother was also an expert. At that time, the other party said 'it's too late', and told them to stay by his side and not run around. Then, they fainted …
"Get off the carriage, what happens next has nothing to do with us." Song Shuhang smiled and nodded. He carried the black suitcase and left the carriage, carefully avoiding the surveillance cameras.
Before re-entering the range of the surveillance cameras, he had to disguise the black suitcase properly.
He couldn't underestimate the power of modern technology. Maybe the police would find clues because of this suitcase!
The white shirt father picked up his daughter, and similarly left. He blended into the panicking crowd, and headed towards the distant platform.
In the end, he carefully looked at the black suitcase in Shuhang's hands.
He vaguely remembered that when Shuhang came with them, he didn't have this suitcase in his hands … Of course, he was a really smart person. He would never mention half a word about the black suitcase to others.
…
…
In the chaotic subway station.
The subway staff began to do their best to calm the agitated passengers, so as not to cause a bigger accident.
Not long after, the police arrived.
Then the news media also quickly arrived at the scene.
The television in the subway station began to broadcast the important news, and it was showing the subway accident.
In the live broadcast, the police uncles caught a bald Caucasian monk.
"Yes, I did everything. I killed all three people, I confess. Well, I don't have any accomplices, don't worry, it's just me! I won't resist, you can arrest me! But … the train accident has nothing to do with me, really! " The Caucasian monk spoke standard and fluent Mandarin, obediently being handcuffed, with a face full of generosity!
Yes, he was arrested.
There was no red book, no Chinese Dragon Group, no special forces.
To think that he had such a confident expression on his face. It turned out that his so-called solution was to become a scapegoat and shoulder everything?
Finally, in the live broadcast, before the Caucasian monk was escorted into the police car, he gave the camera a thumbs up. Revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Ding! Those teeth reflected a dazzling radiance under the sunlight!
— Senior, no matter what, I won't betray you. Just let me shoulder everything!
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