Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 63: Death

Chapter 63: Death
County government prison.

In a dark and damp environment, a group of yamen runners escorted three ruffians to the registration place.

"Ma San!" Seeing the newcomer, the jailer raised his eyebrows:
"You've only been out for a few days, and you're back?"

"Brother Liu." Ma San approached with a playful smile, not looking like a criminal who came in for murder.

"We've committed some offense. Brother Zhou Ye asked the three of us to come in and reflect on our sins, confess our crimes, and repent."

"Captain Zhou." The jailer saluted Zhou Ye:

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Yeah." Zhou Ye had no expression on his face and glanced at Ma San coldly:

"You three have committed murder this time. We can't handle this easily. Stay in jail obediently."

"Yes." Ma San grinned.
"Just because I touched that guy's wife, you want to fight us to death, don't you think you are any better?"

"I bother!"

"Killing him with three punches would be considered a bargain for Wang. We should tease his wife right in front of him and let him see what we three brothers are capable of."

"That's enough." Zhou Ye frowned.
"Don't you think you've caused enough trouble?"

For some reason, ever since he saw the bloody corpse, his emotions began to become unstable.

Irritable and irritable.

A feeling of irritability kept rising up.

"Brother Zhou Ye, you haven't seen that woman." Ma San licked the corner of his mouth and laughed:
"That's so smooth..."

"I say, enough!" Zhou Ye's expression twisted, and he growled, gritting his teeth.

"shut up!"

"Everyone knows that you three are working for our Zhou family. If anything goes wrong, it will be a disgrace to the Zhou family!"

"Yes." Ma San put away his smile, but couldn't help but mutter:
"Actually, there's no need to make such a fuss. After all, this kind of thing hasn't happened once or twice..."

"puff!"

The sound stopped suddenly.

Zhou Ye's arm was like an iron rod, piercing into Ma San's chest, and his palm, pinching his heart, emerged from his back.

"elder brother!"

Ma Si's face changed drastically and he roared:
"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

"The three of us brothers have done so much for your Zhou family, and today's mission is also the one you assigned us."

"What?" Zhou Ye turned his head with a stiff expression, crushed his heart and threw the body aside, staring at Ma Si with his scarlet eyes:

"You don't agree?"

"You...you killed my third brother." Ma Si's eyes struggled for a moment, then he rushed over with a roar:

"I'll fight you!"

"Peng!"

"Crack!"

The figures collided, Zhou Ye approached closely, held Ma Si's head with both hands and twisted it clockwise.

The lifeless body fell limply to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Ma Jiu's face turned pale, and his knees softened as he fell to the ground:
"Brother Zhou Ye, please spare us. What we did today was wrong. He...they both deserved death."

"Oh!" Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes:
"Although you three are not born of the same mother, you are as close as brothers. You even changed your surnames to the same one. If I kill them, will you not hate me?"

"No, I don't hate you." Ma Jiu shook his head hurriedly:
"It was those two who were blinded by ignorance. Brother Zhou Ye, you killed them well and correctly. They deserved to be killed."

"Well said." Zhou Ye grinned:
"But I don't believe it!"

"call……"

He stepped closer, his left leg like a steel nail off the ground, and his right leg swung out suddenly, kicking out a loud explosion in the air.

"Peng!"

Ma Jiu's body, weighing more than 100 pounds, flew out sideways, hit the wall, and slowly slid down like a scroll.

There was no sign of life when it landed.

In the blink of an eye, the three Ma brothers died on the spot. The tragic scene made the yamen runners turn pale.

Although Zhou Ye's temperament was changeable in the past, there were always traces of him. Why did he suddenly go crazy today?
"hiss……"

After killing three people in a row, Zhou Ye raised his neck high and uttered a sound of relief:

"Cool!"

Feeling the wildly surging internal energy in his body and the visible increase in strength, he couldn't help but laugh strangely.

"The Path of Silent Destruction..."

"Nirvana is death; evil death is killing. The correct way to practice the path of nirvana and evil death is to kill people!"

'It turns out that killing people is so pleasurable!'

"Somebody come!"

"...Here." A man approached tremblingly. "Go." Zhou Ye put away his crazy expression and said coldly:
"Send the bodies to my brother Huai Jing's house, and tell him that there will be a lot of bodies to be dealt with soon, so don't make any mistakes."

"Yes."

The yamen runner should be.

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"puff!"

"Pfft!"

Three bodies were thrown in the middle of the courtyard. Zhou Huaijing narrowed his eyes and watched the yamen runners leave.

"Thousand Poison Drill, Mountain Collapse Kick..."

"Although my eldest brother has a vicious heart, he rarely takes action himself. This time, he actually killed three people in front of so many people watching."

"Ah……"

Touching his chin, Zhou Huaijing smiled and said:
"It seems he has discovered that killing people can help him cultivate the Way of Silent Destruction."

"Really?" A figure appeared behind him:

"Killing people can help with cultivation. Isn't this an evil technique? However, the name of the technique doesn't sound righteous."

"father."

Zhou Huaijing chuckled:
"That person said at the beginning that this technique is quite special and that the Zhou family decided to practice it themselves."

If there is anyone familiar here, he will definitely be surprised.

Because the man who appeared behind Zhou Huaijing was the fierce bandit who had been rampant in Leping County three years ago.

He was also the leader of the Tiger Gang who "killed" Sun Liancheng, the previous head of the Sun family, and had been missing for nearly three years.

Black Tiger Wu Chun!

And Zhou Huaijing, a member of the Zhou family, actually called Wu Chun "Dad".

"father!"

He said slowly:

"After all, I am not a member of the Zhou family. My father and I have done so much for the Zhou family, but we still cannot gain their trust."

"Even the technique is incomplete."

"Don't say that." Wu Chun frowned:
"Your mother is from the Zhou family. Since we are willing to let you take the surname Zhou, it is so that you can fully integrate into the Zhou family."

"You can't become a bandit like me, can you?"

Black Tiger Wu Chun actually married the daughter of the Zhou family and even let his son take the surname Zhou.

If this matter were to be leaked, it would surely cause chaos in Leping County and stir up countless storms.

"Dad probably wouldn't be willing to accept this, otherwise why would he let me learn the evil art of raising corpses?" Zhou Huaijing sneered.
"but……"

"Raising corpses didn't have much use before, but it's different now."

He moved his wrist, feeling the cold internal energy flowing in his body, and his expression gradually became excited.

"The Zhou family is mistaken. Silence means stiffness; murder means death."

"Zombie...Zombie...Zombie!"

"The so-called Path of Silent Destruction is actually the Path of Zombies. By raising zombies, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds. In just a month or so, I have progressed from perfecting my energy to cultivating my Qi."

"Even if the technique is incomplete, it will still be of great help to me. Undoubtedly... the Path of Silent Destruction is very suitable for me. Once I refine that zombie, I may even reach the level of releasing internal energy."

As he said this, he looked back into the house.

there.

A stiff corpse sat cross-legged like an old monk, its body covered with all kinds of strange patterns.

The body was also from Leping County.

Last name Leng.

Cold pool!

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Zhu Mansion.

As various medicines were put into the furnace, the originally turbid liquid gradually became clear, and a faint meaty aroma emanated from it.

"The skills haven't fallen behind."

After stretching his wrist, Zhu Ju stepped forward and used a colander to scoop up the amber-like piece of meat.

More than forty "big rats" were used to produce more than thirty qualified meatballs.