C62 Soul
C62 Soul
"What's this? What did you find? "
Yang Xuan did not answer Cai Meilin. He stared at the opposite door of Lin Ya's room and started to frown.
Cai Meilin followed Yang Xuan's gaze and looked over. With the naked eye, one could see that other than the smooth and clean wall, there was nothing suspicious about it.
Besides, the police had already searched the area more than ten times, including her. Why didn't they find any suspicious points?
Cai Meilin was puzzled. What was Yang Xuan playing at?
Yang Xuan followed the spread from inside to outside the scene of the incident and checked the entire crew. He had a conclusion in his heart, but he needed to go back and slowly confirm it.
When it came to Cultivation World and mysterious techniques, Yang Xuan was also unable to explain himself, so other than at the beginning, he didn't say anything else.
"Let's go to the morgue and take a look."
Cai Meilin looked puzzled and upset, but Yang Xuan kept his mouth shut and did not explain.
A dejected expression appeared on Cai Meilin's beautiful face.
At midnight, the difference in temperature in the Zhongjiang was rather large. It was clearly still scorching hot during the day, but once night fell, the temperature would sharply drop. Compared to the day, the difference was more than ten degrees, making it seem extremely dry and cold.
Cai Meilin rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and walked along the dark corridor of the courthouse, feeling a little frightened for some reason.
As soon as Yang Xuan entered the morgue, his eyes were already filled with Spiritual Qi. He had to constantly pay attention to his surroundings to prevent any accidents that he could not foresee.
"Here."
Yang Xuan followed the direction Cai Meilin was pointing towards and put his coat on Cai Meilin, who was beside him.
Cai Meilin felt her shoulder heat up, and a chill ran through her entire body. In an instant, she had been isolated from the masculine scent of her outer coat.
Cai Meilin's heart skipped a beat as she raised her head to look at Yang Xuan. However, she found that Yang Xuan was standing outside the morgue, staring intently at something through the glass door.
Cai Meilin was about to ask a question when a finger stuck out from her lips.
Yang Xuan didn't say anything, but Cai Meilin understood what he meant. She quieted down and looked toward the door with a puzzled expression.
But it was full of bodies that had died in various cases. What was there to be careful about?
Cai Meilin, who had never believed in feudal superstitions and materialism, felt a chill run down her spine. She was scared to the point that her pretty face turned pale, but she didn't scream. She only quietly grabbed onto the corner of Yang Xuan's shirt.
Yang Xuan felt the movement behind him, but he didn't make a sound. He stared at the morgue and the wisps of green smoke that drilled through the corpses.
This green smoke was actually Martial Cultivator's soul after he died.
Now that the world's spiritual energy was sparse and cultivation weak, unless one cultivated to the level of a martial artist, it was impossible for ordinary people to discover the existence of the soul.
"This one is not good …" "This one won't do either..."
Yang Xuan pushed open the door gently. His nose twitched as he caught a whiff of his soul breath on set.
The moment the door to the morgue opened, the soul was shocked. It was the female police officer and an unfamiliar man who often came to the morgue, so it was easy to relax.
His soul did not seem to care, and he lowered his head as if there was no one around him. Then, one corpse after another began to fly back and forth.
"I still can't …" Is it really that hard to find a body with a magnetic field? "
Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, pointed at himself and introduced himself:
"Can you try to see if my body fits?"
His soul was shocked and flew away in a flash. Even if he was seen, he should have been scared of him. He immediately flew back and glared at Yang Xuan.
"You can see me?"
Isn't that obvious? Yang Xuan's eyebrows twitched. He did not answer the soul's question, but instead asked the reason for his visit.
"Half a month ago, did you go to a film crew and kill a person?"
The soul's expression froze as it tried to change the topic, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Yang Xuan lifted his lips and sneered. Spiritual Qi gathered in his right palm and the light became brighter and brighter.
The Soul Eye was shocked. This era can refine such dense and pure spirit energy? Does this person have some sort of top quality spirit root or special physique?
The Soul Eye on his ash-gray face was glowing with a green light, emitting a greedy light.
"Kid, I'll take this body of yours!"
A gust of cold wind blew from all directions, and the soul howled as it pounced towards Yang Xuan.
On the side, Cai Meilin, who had been nervous by Yang Xuan talking to the empty air, felt a cold wind pass by. A green light flashed before her eyes. She couldn't help but to scream out loud in fright.
"Ah!
Yang Xuan also frowned as he endured the screams of Cai Meilin's high-pitched voice beside his ear while he searched for the soul's weakness.
Due to his overwhelming strength, Yang Xuan quickly found his target. The Spiritual Qi on his feet was like a sharp knife. He stomped on the ground and charged straight at Shadow's Soul Eye.
"Aooo …"
With his eyes injured, his soul lost its five senses and was about to escape.
However, how could Yang Xuan let him go so easily? The Spiritual Qi in his hand was like a dragon or a snake as it chased after the direction of the soul that disappeared.
"Don't even think about leaving!"