A piercing scream rang out in the room.
Unfortunately, this is an underground secret room. Even if the little black cat screams, no one will hear it.
Feeling in danger, the little black cat struggled desperately to escape from the arms of the thin middle-aged man.
But it was a futile struggle. This middle-aged man looked very thin, but he had just used one hand to lift an oil drum weighing hundreds of kilograms.
In this underground secret room, in addition to the cat heads hanging on the surrounding walls, there is also a large rectangular wooden table in the middle. The tabletop is stained with blood, and there are even a lot of things like flesh and blood stuck on it. In addition, there are A sharp knife.
The middle-aged man held the little black cat and walked towards the wooden table.
When he came to the wooden table, the middle-aged man picked up the little black cat by its neck and held it in front of his eyes. With his other hand, he turned the quilt full of sesame oil and brought it close to his mouth. He raised his head and put it in front of his eyes. The sesame oil in the cup was poured into his mouth.
The sesame oil that was originally used to light the lamp was drank directly by the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man smacked his lips, as if the sesame oil was an extremely enjoyable delicacy for him, and his eyes showed a drunken excitement.
The little black cat struggled and screamed desperately, its green eyes full of fear. It still couldn't see the middle-aged man's appearance clearly, but it could smell the feeling in the middle-aged man that originally made it extremely intense. It's the smell of disgust, getting stronger and stronger.
The more the little black cat struggled, screamed, and became frightened, the more excited the obscene-looking middle-aged man seemed to be.
It seems that the little black cat's struggle and fear are stronger than the enjoyment brought by the sesame oil.
"Scream, shout, no one here will hear you."
A high-pitched sound came from the middle-aged man's mouth.
"I used to call you the same way when I faced you."
The next moment, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became extremely crazy and hateful. He pressed the little black cat on the wooden table, and then picked up the sharp knife next to it.
…
The meow of the little black cat can actually be heard by people.
Shu Guan stood outside the door of Hao Ji's sesame oil shop, listening to the cat's shrill cry coming from the underground inside the shop.
This sound cannot be heard by ordinary people, but it is extremely clear in his ears.
Shu Guan knew that he could not wait any longer, because he promised the little black cat in his heart that he would never let it really die.
And now there was no need to wait, it was already obvious that he had found the cat-killing madman.
However, from beginning to end today, he did not notice any fluctuations in spiritual energy on the owner of the sesame oil shop named Hao.
This represents two situations. One is that the thin middle-aged man has a special method of concealing his own spiritual power fluctuations.
Another situation is that the middle-aged man's Taoist realm is much stronger than him, at least he is at the Nascent Soul realm.
If it was the second situation, then he would be seeking death if he went in rashly.
Shu Guan raised his left hand, pressed his thumb quickly on the other fingers a few times, and then spread his palm.
On the palm, those palm lines seemed to come alive again, full of a vivid feeling.
One palm sutra!
When it comes to divination of personal matters, Yi Zhang Jing seems to be much more accurate than Turtle Money Divination. The most important thing is that it is simpler and more convenient. The process of divination can be completed in almost a few seconds.
Looking at the palm of his left hand, Shu Guan felt relieved.
The hexagram told him that he would not encounter any real danger after entering.
Then Shuguan closed his palms and stepped behind the closed wooden door.
…
The little black cat was pressed on the wooden table by a thin hand, its limbs scratched in the air, and it screamed one after another, but the screams gradually became fainter.
The sharp knife in the middle-aged man's hand slowly moved towards the kitten's belly. His eyes were filled with excitement, madness and cruelty.
Just when he saw that the tip of the sharp knife was about to pierce the little black cat's abdomen, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped and turned around as if frightened.
A young Taoist priest wearing gray robes was standing behind him.
Before coming in just now, Shu Guan had already changed into his Taoist robe.
Because at this moment, he represents the guardian of heaven.
Shu looked at the cat heads hanging on the surrounding walls and had no doubts in his heart. Sixth Senior Brother also told him that many of the dead cat corpses on Xiushui Street had their heads chopped off.
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Then he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man with some disgust.
...What a pervert...
The middle-aged man was also looking at the ordinary-looking young Taoist priest in front of him with surprise.
"Who are you?"
He asked in a panic, his voice high-pitched and thin.
Shu Guan pointed to the Taoist robe on his body and said calmly:
"I come from the view of goodness."
"I think you should know about us, otherwise you wouldn't be so careful."
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed.
From the change in his expression, it can be seen that he really knows the goodness.
Then the middle-aged man immediately did something. He threw the sharp knife in his hand towards Shu Guan, and at the same time he jumped and rushed towards the steps of the secret room.
The sharp knife made a harsh whistling sound and flew towards Shu Guan.
Just now, the middle-aged man just used one hand to lift an oil drum weighing hundreds of kilograms, and he could carry it very easily, because for him, an oil drum weighing hundreds of kilograms is no more important than lifting a bowl of rice for an ordinary person. The amount of effort required makes no difference.
But he used all his strength to throw the sharp knife at this time.
Therefore, the flying speed of this sharp knife is comparable to that of a bullet.
But the mass of the sharp knife is undoubtedly many times greater than that of the bullet.
At the same flying speed, its lethality is also many times more powerful than bullets.
If a bullet hits a wall, it will leave a crater, then if this sharp knife hits the wall, it can collapse the entire wall.
Three months ago, facing such a sharp knife, all Shu Guan could do was to bear it with his own body.
But Shuguan is different now.
When the middle-aged man just threw the sharp knife, the spiritual power in Shu Guan's body exploded like a torrent, then he raised his arms and punched.
Over the past few months, he has done this action countless times.
Man Yujin reached the top of his fist in an instant, and his fist had already hit the tip of the sharp knife.
The speed of his fist is no slower than a bullet.
With a "Peng" sound, the sharp knife exploded into steel debris all over the sky.
And Shu Guan followed the force of the collision between the two, moved his body back like lightning, and stopped the thin middle-aged man who was about to rush up the steps.
Then Shu Guan kicked the middle-aged man in the lower abdomen.
The middle-aged man let out a high-pitched scream, flew backwards, and hit the wall hard.
If this wasn't an underground secret room, the entire wall might have collapsed.
But even so, the room buried deep in the ground still shook violently, and the cat heads on the wall fell down, burying the middle-aged man's body.
But Shu Guan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
Because of the kick just now and the feeling coming from his toes, the toughness of the middle-aged man's body was far beyond that of ordinary practitioners.
The other person wasn't really hurt.
Under the pile of cat heads, a strange aura slowly rose.
Even if the middle-aged man threw the sharp knife just now, there was still no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body. The sharp knife was as fast as a bullet, and he threw it purely with physical strength.
But now, under the cat's head, there is finally an aura belonging to the practitioner.
A hint of surprise flashed through Shu Guan's eyes again.
Because this kind of breath is familiar to him. He also felt it on the bullfrog and half-demon last time.
That's evil spirit!
Could it be that this sesame oil shop owner named Hao is actually a half-demon?
But the demonic energy seems to be much stronger than the original bullfrog half-demon.
Just as he was thinking this, a paw suddenly stretched out from under the cat's head.
At first glance, Shu Guan couldn't tell what kind of claw it was.
Then another forelimb of the animal appeared. The forelimb was covered with black hairs like steel needles.
The black-furred forelimbs swept away the cat's head, and then the middle-aged man slowly stood up.
At this time, his hands and feet had all turned into animal paws, a lot of black hair was sprouting quickly on his face, and two pointed ears grew out of his head, and there was an extra slender strip behind his back. 's tail.
He is indeed a half-demon!
Just as Shu Guan had such an idea, he saw that the middle-aged man's body continued to change. The middle-aged man's whole body suddenly trembled, he lay down, and then turned into a huge black-haired rat.
The body is the size of an adult, with black hair like needles, sharp claws like blades, a rat head held high, a pair of blood-red eyes, and a light as bright as an electric light emitted from the child's hole.
Shu Guan was stunned for a moment, and then finally realized that this was not a half-demon, but a real demon clan!
The next moment, Shu Guan's expression changed slightly.
Because he remembered something that his senior brother once told them.
"It is very difficult for new monsters to be born in the world. Most of the people alive now are old monsters. If you meet a real monster in the future, run as fast as you can!"
At this moment, Shu Guan almost turned around and ran away!
But then another doubt arose in his mind at the same time.
That is, since there is a real demon clan hiding here, why did the divination show that there was not much danger inside when I used a palm divination just now?
Moreover, although the demonic aura of this rat demon is extremely rich, it is much richer than the demonic aura of the bullfrog half-demon encountered before.
But rich does not mean powerful.
Shu Guan did not feel too strong a sense of oppression from this rat demon.
It was precisely because of these doubts that Shu Guan stopped the urge to escape.
And during this moment of hesitation, the rat demon bent its hind legs and suddenly rushed towards him.
"Peng" punched the rat demon again in the lower abdomen. The rat demon let out a painful scream, but this time, he was not knocked away again.
Then the sharp claws of the rat demon's two forelimbs grabbed Shuguan's neck like lightning.
...Once the demon clan appears as a demon, its strength, speed or agility will increase exponentially...
Shu Guan's mind flashed with these records that he had seen in the Daozang Pavilion books. At the same time, he twisted his body and barely avoided the two sharp claws that shone with cold light and were faster than lightning.
After practicing fighting tactics with his senior brother for several months, Shu Guan's control of his strength and his body were no longer the same as before.
While avoiding the rat demon's grasp, Shu Guan slapped the rat demon's back with his right palm.
If we look purely at attack power, fists are naturally stronger than palms. Just now, the fists could not hurt the rat demon, let alone the palms.
But the problem is that Shu Guan's palm is not only the power of the physical body, he also adds a Taoist technique.
A ball of lightning suddenly lit up between his palms, followed by a crash of thunder.
Thunder in the Palm!
This is the introductory spell to the Path of Thunder.
"The palm hair is like thunder, melting gold and breaking iron."
This is the description of the power of thunder in the palm in the Taoist book.
Needless to say, the power of Taoism displayed by Shu Guan is needless to say.
With the sound of thunder, the rat demon let out another scream. The black hair on his body stood upright, and electric light flashed all over his body. The place where Shu Guan's palm hit him was directly scorched black.
The rat demon fell straight from the air and lay stiffly for three or four seconds. When the electric light on his body dissipated and he was about to jump up again, Shu Guan raised his hand, and the peach wood sword flew out from his sleeve. It turned into a green leaf and fell towards the head of the rat demon.
Feeling the powerful sword energy contained in the green leaves, the rat demon's red eyes revealed a look of fear and despair.
"You can't kill me!"
He let out a dying scream.
The green Ping Ye suddenly stopped and turned into a mahogany sword again, hovering three inches above the head of the rat demon, with the tip of the sword pointed at the rat demon's head.
The rat demon has already seen the power of this sword and does not dare to move at this moment.
Shu Guan smiled slightly.
Nowadays, he can control his Taoist skills freely, and he will not use up all his spiritual power by using a more powerful Taoist skill like before.
Regardless of whether it was the thunder in his palm just now or Qingping's sword-wielding skills now, Shu Guan did not use all his strength. Otherwise, just that thunder in his palm might be enough to kill the rat demon.
This is a real demon clan, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful. It is naturally much stronger than the original bullfrog half-demon, but it is equivalent to a practitioner in the first realm of knowledge. For today's Shu Guanlai, there is no threaten.
Could it be a new demon clan?
This was also the reason why Shu Guan did not kill the rat demon directly.
He still has many things to ask this rat demon!
"Oh, why can't I kill you!"
Shu Guan asked indifferently, walked to the corner, and picked up the shivering little black cat hiding in the corner.
The little black cat smelled the scent that made it extremely reassuring again, recognized Shu Guan's identity, and immediately became relaxed and quiet.
"I know you, the guardians of heaven."
The giant black rat looked at Shu Guan in fear and said sharply:
"But I didn't break any rules. I just killed some cats."
"When I was an ordinary mouse, I almost got eaten by these damn cats countless times. Later I became a demon, but when I saw any cat, I could not help but want to kill it. they."
"Just like they always wanted to bite my head off in one bite, I will chop off their heads one by one."
The giant black rat's voice became shriller and shriller, and it was obvious that even though it was pointed at by the Taomu Sword, the damage those cats had caused it still made it emotional.
Then the giant black rat took a few breaths, calmed down, and continued:
"But I only killed some cats, even most of them were stray cats without owners, but I have never interfered in the affairs of the mortal world. At least I have never used my demon power to interfere with mortals. Even this sesame oil shop. I worked hard like a mortal."
"Normally, I am also very good to ordinary people. If they need help with anything, I will try my best to do it."
"So although I am a demon clan, I have never killed anyone. As for killing cats, this is just the hatred between our races. Even if the former heaven is still there, it cannot be blamed on me for this matter."
The giant black rat screamed, and even gradually became a little more confident.
Shu Guan was speechless for a moment.
He came out this time to investigate the deaths of eighteen cats in Xiushui Street a year ago and the recent disappearance of cats in Tongxingli.
Because Master Li Zhixia felt that there were traces of a practitioner taking action, she wanted to find that practitioner and see what he wanted to do.
Now he has found this person, and apart from killing some cats, it seems that no one has died in his hands, and he hasn't done anything else.
At least what Shu Guan learned from his neighbors was that Boss Hao of Haoji Sesame Oil Shop was a helpful and honest businessman.
……so……
Shu Guan raised his hand and scratched his head. He was thinking about one thing: what kind of crime should a person be punished for killing small animals.
He recalled the legal provisions he knew in his previous life, and then came to a conclusion, which seemed to be... not guilty.
At least that's what Shu Guan knows.
As long as you don't record the process of torturing and killing small animals, make a video and disseminate it on the Internet, you really don't violate any laws, unless you are torturing and killing rare and protected animals.
But cats are not protective animals.
This was still the case in the previous era when the rights of animals were taken very seriously, let alone in this era.
And even the laws of the human world cannot discuss the sins of this rat demon, let alone them, the guards of heaven.
Immortals return to immortals, and mortals return to mortals.
This is the rule of heaven that their heavenly guards want to defend, but if others really have not interfered in mortal affairs, then they really cannot kill them because of this.
Especially when a mouse kills a cat, from the mouse's point of view, it is even justice, even if the method seems cruel.
Because those cats are alive, there is a possibility of eating his own kind.
Just like the war between humans and demons in the era, the human race also killed many demons without any reason.
For a moment, Shu Guan felt that his logic was a little confused.
But immediately after, Shu Guan frowned and said decisively:
"No, it's not that you have never interfered in mortal affairs. At No. 8 Jingfu Road, Tongxingli, you killed the cat in that house and used the cat's corpse to perform a head-dropping spell. How do you explain this matter? !”
The giant black rat had a confused look in its eyes.
"What is No. 8 Jingfu Road? I have never been there, and I have never killed the cat there... and I don't know how to lower my head at all..."
At this moment, Shu Guan's expression became extremely surprised. Looking at the giant black rat, he exclaimed:
"What? You didn't kill that cat?"
