Song Ciwan stood in the middle and back of the team, listening to people's exclamations.
Several veteran guards escorted the soldiers outside and talked in low voices: "This tiger and ox were captured by five demon-killing guards. They were still alive when they were sent to our washing room. Later, Mr. Zhang personally took action and killed him on the spot." Behead him."
"Tsk, tsk, this tiger cow that was killed is really full of vitality and blood. After a while, the disassembly is finished, and these handymen are going to wash it. Isn't it possible that a few more will die?"
…
The soldiers' conversations were very soft and thin, making it difficult for others to hear them in the noisy background.
But Song Ciwan's spiritual sense was so keen that she could hear not only the whispers of these soldiers, but also the sounds of the wind blowing grass and leaves further away, the sounds of insects crawling, and even the sounds of the elixir rising and falling in the Bagua Pond. Hear it clearly.
Basically, as long as she was willing to listen carefully, she could hear sounds from a hundred feet away.
Song Ciwan frowned slightly while listening to the soldiers' conversation.
It seems that the steward just now said that the tiger cow does not need to be washed by a handyman.
Mortal handymen could not wash away such a huge monster. Song Ciwan believed this.
Of course, if possible, Song Ciwan would be willing to touch this tiger-ox demon corpse.
If you can touch it, it will be more than just an eye-opener——
While I was thinking about it, the roll call of the team in front came very quickly.
A large number of handymen were dispatched, some went to the grass washroom, some went to the second washroom, some went to the partition room...
This part of the process is basically the same as that of Huanxi Fang in Suyang City, so there is no need to elaborate too much.
The difference is that Pinglan City's Huanxi Fang is larger, with seemingly thousands of handymen.
People were standing in the huge circular square beside the Bagua Pond, divided into ten teams and queuing up. After queuing for a quarter of an hour, the soldiers collecting the blood of tigers and cows suddenly dispersed.
The next moment, a figure rushed out from the other side of the Bagua Pond.
The man, dressed in black iron-colored armor, jumped ten feet high. He was in mid-air, and his hands were pulled out behind him. A two-meter-long Spring and Autumn sword was pulled out from behind by him.
choke!
The blade was unsheathed, and a bright silver light flashed across the blue sky, just like a falling meteor, coming with a bang.
Swish, brush, brush!
The knife fell, and by the Bagua Pond, the huge tiger ox was split into countless pieces in an instant as the light of the knife fell.
Bang bang bang!
Countless corpses were scattered on the ground, causing the Bagua Pond to tremble.
The whole place was silent, and the onlookers were all deeply shocked, with a sense of ecstasy as their minds were captured by the light of the sword.
I don't know how much time passed until the swordsman in black iron-colored armor landed from the air. He put the sword into its sheath, turned around and walked out without saying a word.
Only then did a steward from the laundry room rush to catch up and thank him: "Master Zhang, thank you very much, Master Zhang, for taking the initiative to dissect the demon!"
The swordsman known as Mr. Zhang waved his hand without looking back and left quickly.
Here, the stewards of the laundry room continued to take roll call.
"you you you……"
Almost all the demon-cleansing handymen in the middle and lower sections of the team were called out, including Song Ciwan, and she was also called out.
"Come here, move the body parts to the lavatory in Room No. 9!"
It turned out that the monster corpse of the tiger and the cow had to be washed by the monster washers in the end. However, what they washed was not the complete monster corpse, but only the broken corpse parts.
Song Ciwan mingled in the crowd, picking up body parts along with many handymen.
The stewards gave each person a basket. Song Ciwan picked up a heavy broken bone, and a broken picture flashed in his mind -
What is it?
It seems like a cow plowing in a green field?
The scales of heaven and earth appeared, and an extremely weak ball of energy was collected: [The death energy of the mutated tiger and cow monster in the psychic stage can be sold for three cents per cent. 】
The death aura was very weak, but Song Ciwan felt happy in her heart. She had indeed come to the right washing room!
She quickly sped up her movements and diligently picked up the body parts.
Larger corpses can often collect a weak sense of death. If they are too small, even though there is no sense of death, Song Ciwan will still have some broken images flashing when he picks them up.
Most of them are pictures of old cows plowing the fields, and there are also pictures of children herding cows. Generally speaking, these pictures are bright and have a sense of narrative of pastoral life.
Soon, the basket in Song Ciwan's hands was filled. She was about to leave with the basket in her hands, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the hand of a handyman beside her reaching for a broken skull.
This monster beast had the head of a tiger and the body of an ox. Most of its body parts were ox bodies, but the skull was the only one made of tiger bones.
The moment the handyman stretched out his hand, Song Ciwan's spiritual sense was touched, and suddenly he felt a faint surge of evil energy.
She secretly screamed something bad, and naturally replayed the sentence she heard earlier in her mind. The soldiers guarding in the distance smiled and said in a nonchalant tone: Hu Niu, these handymen go and wash your hands. , are you afraid a few more will die?
The handyman's hand had already touched the skull of the tiger and the cow, and his face turned pale in an instant. Song Ciwan seemed to walk past him casually carrying a basket.
boom!
The broken bone in the handyman's hand was knocked to the ground, and the handyman himself was staggered by Song Ciwan.
"You..." The man looked back and was about to curse, but suddenly felt dizzy.
He couldn't curse anymore, so he sat down on the ground with palpitations.
Song Ciwan picked up the tiger and cow skull that he had dropped on the ground, and the heaven and earth scale collected two balls of energy one after another.
[Mortal evil spirits can be sold for two or three coins. 】
[The blood evil of mutated tiger and cow monsters in the psychic stage can be sold for one cent for one penny. 】
What is particularly worth mentioning is the mortal evil spirit.
According to general rules, even if Song Ciwan can collect the Qi of others through contact, this Qi is often dissipated. After the Heaven and Earth Scale is collected, it will not have any impact on the person.
Neither bad influence nor good influence.
Therefore, when Song Ciwan was cleaning the house in Suyang City in the past, he would never collect the malevolent energy from other demon-washing servants through contact.
It’s impossible to pick it up anyway, so there’s no need to waste energy and it can easily arouse suspicion.
Only this time, things were different.
When Song Ciwan collided with the handyman, the handyman just came into contact with the broken bones of the tiger and the cow.
The evil energy transmitted from the broken bones of tigers and cows had just infected this person. Song Ciwan picked up this unstable evil energy at this moment of contact with him.
The evil spirit was taken away by Song Ciwan, and this person was equivalent to becoming a medium.
After passing through this medium, the evil spirit changed, from demonic evil spirit to human evil spirit, and its weight increased strangely.
Song Ciwan didn't know what she would get after selling such evil energy, but it was obvious that her action of taking away the evil energy indirectly saved the handyman's life.
This was a wonderful change that made Song Ciwan vaguely aware of a new possibility in the scale of heaven and earth.
While she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a scream coming from a little distance away from her.
I saw a friend asking a question. Let me explain: the author's bacteria are not broken, and the missing chapters are remembered. The previous updates were sloppy, and there was really nothing I could do about it. I was also very anxious and sad. I was very sorry and wanted to say sorry to my friends. Starting from tomorrow, I will update three times a day to make up for what I owe.
(End of chapter)
