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Hua Qiongyin wanted to open her eyes and fixed her gaze on the purple thread that was about to circle her wrist.

But she thought of Ye Zhiyu's instructions, so she resisted the urge, curled her hands slightly, and asked Ye Zhiyu in a low voice, "Is it... almost impossible to save him?"

If it's any later, will it be too late to cure?

Hua Qiongyin's eyelashes trembled with lingering fear, revealing her inner panic.

Ye Zhiyu's hand fell on her wrist, especially when it touched the purple line, Hua Qiongyin felt like she was scalded by boiling water and wanted to retract her wrist.

However, Ye Zhiyu only used two fingers to make her wrist unable to move.

Hua Qiongyin's face turned pale with pain. The child's voice in her ears became distorted, more and more harsh, distorted, and tore at Hua Qiongyin's nerves.

Maybe Hua Qiongyin had her eyes closed and she couldn't see it herself. In fact, the purple line on her wrist was getting thicker, and the twisting of her wrist was a struggle that could be recorded by the camera.

The moment the photographer saw it, he put the camera to Hua Qiongyin's wrist.

The enlarged image made the audience cover their mouths.

There is a difference between believing in metaphysics and watching metaphysics happen.

There is something on Hua Qiongyin's body, and it looks very fierce!

The audience was getting a little restless.

Will that thing come out and hurt them? If it does, what should they do?

"It hurts so much..." Hua Qiongyin covered her head with her hands, unable to support herself, and tried to break free. However, Ye Zhiyu's two fingers were like jacks, standing there motionless.

Ye Zhiyu's eyes became fierce, "Destroy!"

What others could see with their naked eyes was the purple line on Hua Qiongyin's wrist, but in Ye Zhiyu's eyes, there were six infant spirits hanging on Hua Qiongyin's arms.

Once the last infant spirit appears, Hua Qiongyin's life will be in danger.

Ye Zhiyu initially wanted to let these infant spirits go. After all, they were all unborn children, and it was already pitiful for them to be refined by others.

However, the person behind the baby spirit was extremely cruel and ruthless, and he tied his malice to the baby spirit...

The infant spirit cannot regain consciousness and can only turn into ashes.

The child who should have been recuperating in the underworld and reincarnated was used by him to make ill-gotten gains. Ye Zhiyu was furious and acted without mercy.

So, after Ye Zhiyu shouted out the word "destroy", the infant spirits were tied up by Ye Zhiyu's magic power. He found the people behind them through the aura on their bodies and threw Hua Qiongyin's mark on the two of them.

At the same time, in Deep Water Bay, Hong Kong, in a wealthy man's room, a joyful fight scene was being performed between two people. The woman's flattering voice made the man scream continuously.

At this moment, a black gas rushed into the villa and penetrated into the woman's eyebrows.

Then, the man's roar turned into a howl of terror: "Ah!!! Someone's dead!!!"

The sound of panic spread throughout the villa...

next day

The whistling sound of police sirens appeared in Deep Water Bay, and Zhou Jingsheng, wearing a dark blue jacket, light gray pants and messy hair, pushed open the car door and got out.

He strode into the villa and kept showing his ID to the people in the villa.

Finally, I came before the rich man.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Jingsheng, the leader of the Tsim Sha Tsui Criminal Investigation Team."

The rich man was wearing a loose bath towel, shaking and retching constantly. The death of his female partner in bed had a great impact on him.

Zhou Jingsheng didn't mind, he just raised his chin slightly to the people behind him, "Let's go to the crime scene and take a look."

In the European-style room, the woman kept her knees apart, but her face was covered in bruises and there were many bite marks on her neck.

The forensic doctor and trace examiner were collecting evidence in the room. Zhou Jingsheng stood at the door and looked at the victim in the room quietly.

"Sergeant, could it be that the man below has some special hobby?" It is not uncommon for murderers to deliberately call the police to confuse the police.

Zhou Jingsheng shook his head, "No, but just in case, let Xie Jiaxin go meet him."

Xie Jiaxin studied criminal psychology in college, which should be helpful in solving the case.

Just as Zhou Jingsheng ordered his men to check on the people around the deceased, his men came rushing over and anxiously said to him, "Sergeant, seven women and one man died at the same time last night."

Hearing this, Zhou Jingsheng turned his gaze to his men.

His brows furrowed tightly, "What do you mean?"

"You'd better go back to the bureau."

After Zhou Jingsheng arranged the next matters, he hurried downstairs and rushed back to the police station.

Back in the police station, Xie Jiaxin hung up the phone with a grim expression.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jingsheng walked quickly to Xie Jiaxin and asked with his eyes what the headquarters meant.

Xie Jiaxin was silent for a while before she spoke to Zhou Jingsheng: "This case is under investigation by the West Kowloon Regional Crime Squad. Ask your people to withdraw."

Such a serious case would not be assigned to them when they already have cases on hand in Tsim Sha Tsui.

They couldn't spare the manpower to investigate.

Zhou Jingsheng did not resist but obeyed the arrangement. What he wanted to know was, "Did seven women and one man really die at the same time last night?"

"Well, it was during the time when Ye Zhiyu was 'treating' Hua Qiongyin. When Hua Qiongyin opened her eyes, that was when the deceased died." This was the main reason why Xie Jiaxin's face looked ugly.

Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with them, the headquarters will definitely take them away for investigation.

"There was news this morning linking the two people to the victim's case." Xie Jiaxin gritted her teeth.

This group of unscrupulous media, regardless of whether the news is true or not, they just report it recklessly as long as they think it is worth breaking.

Without considering the consequences.

Hearing Xie Jiaxin's words, Zhou Jingsheng wiped his face irritably, "She has been in the limelight recently, and I'm afraid someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes."

Of course, the "she" he was referring to was Hua Qiongyin, not Ye Zhiyu.

No matter how famous Ye Zhiyu is, she is still a Taoist priest, and Taoist priests are not someone that ordinary people can easily offend.

In addition, Ye Zhiyu has no connection with the wealthy circle, so the wealthy circle will naturally not target Ye Zhiyu.

Now that Ye Zhiyu is on the front page of the news, it can only be because of Hua Qiongyin.

"Don't worry, Zhiyu, not everyone can bully her." Although they had only known each other for a short time, Xie Jiaxin was very sure that even if the other party was a wealthy man, Ye Zhiyu would retaliate against him.

It depends on whether she wants to take action.

"Do you think this matter has anything to do with her?"

Different from Xie Jiaxin’s idea.

What Zhou Jingsheng thought of was the "coincidence" of the place where Ye Zhiyu appeared before.

The death of Cheng Yu's fiancé, the serial killer who tried to kill Ye Zhiyu and whose body was turned into a pulp, the gangster who exploded in the alley, and those who died at the same time last night -

They all looked like they were being retaliated by someone.