The Corpse at Midnight, A Villain in a High Position

Bai Sheng walked forward in the direction the snake's head had turned.

After turning two corners,

The spacing between the streetlights has been increased significantly.

Obviously, very few people come here.

The shops on both sides had long since closed.

The roller shutter door was covered in graffiti.

Walk a little further ahead,

Even the streetlights are gone.

Only a few drab, abandoned buildings remained, shrouded in darkness.

Bai Sheng wasn't afraid of any danger.

But I don't want to go to places like crematoriums or morgues at night.

Distance from those abandoned buildings,

When there was still one mile left,

Bai Sheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Wait a moment……"

He sensed an extremely dense and powerful energy.

He hid in the shade of the roadside trees.

Minimize your own presence.

The sensory perception swept towards the abandoned building.

Several long, rectangular objects, wrapped in plastic sheeting, were lying horizontally in the lobby on the first floor.

Dark liquid seeped from the edges of the plastic sheet.

"This red aura... is it death energy?"

How could there be an aura of death in an abandoned building so late at night?

Or is it the death aura of humanity...

This is a murder case!

Bai Sheng took out his phone, ready to call the Public Security Bureau.

Suddenly, a slight noise came from the abandoned building.

The sound of footsteps.

The soles of my boots crunched and groaned as I stepped on the shards of glass.

From far to near,

Move from the lobby on the first floor towards the entrance.

Immediately afterwards, a rough, hoarse male voice spoke.

The volume is very low.

"Brother Jun, I hear some noise outside?"

Bai Sheng used his perception to automatically detect the auras of the two people.

One of them is relatively loose.

But it also carried a cold and menacing aura.

Bai Sheng judged,

These two men have blood on their hands; they're not ordinary thugs!

"There wasn't a sound at all, it was probably just the wind."

Another voice sounded impatient.

He was clearly annoyed by his companion's overreaction.

"If you're bored, go and bring those boxes from the trunk in too."

Bai Sheng crouched down,

Through the sparse branches of the roadside trees,

Keep a close eye on the entrance of that abandoned building.

Two figures emerged from the darkness of the first-floor lobby.

I stopped at the door and lit a cigarette.

The lighter's flame briefly illuminated their two faces.

One had a wide face and a flat nose, the other had high cheekbones.

The two exchanged a few words.

One of them threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and went back into the building.

Another person dragged a bulging woven bag towards the back of the building.

Watching that figure disappear around the corner,

Bai Sheng's mind raced as he considered the current situation.

The corpses in the building clearly belonged to heinous criminals.

Even if he were dead now,

But a strong sense of malevolence emanated from that deathly aura.

It is clearly the vengeful spirit of someone who committed many evil deeds in life.

Compared to the lingering soul of that gambling addict in the funeral home before,

It's like the difference between compressed biscuits and thin porridge.

Should we just rush in? Hmm, that's clearly not a good idea.

However, refining corpse energy takes time.

One must stand in front of the corpse to activate the Soul-Capturing Incantation.

Although the process was short,

But if either of those two murderers even noticed him...

Bai Sheng was forced to stop halfway through the refining process.

There's not much risk involved in taking down these two murderers.

I'm afraid the corpse energy might backfire.

We can't take that risk...

Therefore, the order can only be:

Get rid of the person first.

Then quietly refine the corpse energy.

Bai Sheng kept his presence to a minimum.

It slid out silently from behind the tree trunk.

They crept towards the side door of the abandoned building.

The side door was rusted and decayed over the years, leaving only half of the door frame.

Squeeze in sideways.

The dark red and black auras of the two people inside the building were clearly visible.

Bai Sheng immediately located their positions.

A person was arranging woven bags at the corner of the corridor.

Another person was flipping over a plastic sheet near the wall in the lobby.

The distance is okay.

Bai Sheng bounced his presence back to normal.

Wearing canvas shoes, I deliberately made a few crunching sounds on the broken glass.

"Pee..."

Bai Sheng whistled as he took off his pants.

Splash—

as predicted,

The noise around the corner of the corridor stopped immediately.

"Who?!"

The man with the flat nose leaned halfway out.

The beam of the flashlight shone on Bai Sheng.

"Dude, what...why are you looking at my crotch?"

Bai Sheng raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light, feigning a dazed, half-drunk state:

"Where is this... Brother, you've mistaken me for someone else."

The man with the wide face shone the flashlight around his face and saw a face that looked like a student:

"Brother Jun, a drunkard has wandered in!"

"oh!"

A response came from the other end of the corridor.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps,

The guy called Brother Jun is walking this way.

The broad-faced man reached for the hilt of his knife with his left hand: "Kid, what are you doing here so late at night?"

Right now!

Bai Sheng suddenly pulled up his pants.

He struck the side of the opponent's neck with a backhand slap.

The force was very light, yet it was enough to instantly cut off blood flow to the brain.

"Hmm!"

The cigarette butt flew out of the wide-faced man's mouth, and his eyes rolled back.

He fell straight backward.

The flashlight slipped from his hand.

Bai Sheng caught it with his left hand, so it didn't make a sound when it hit the ground.

at the same time,

Jun Ge turned the corner of the corridor.

He saw Bai Sheng standing next to the body of the wide-faced man who had fallen to the ground.

His right hand remained in the hand-knife position.

"Who are you?!"

Next second,

He reached his right hand behind his waist.

Pull out a gun!

The 9mm Glock pistol was pointed at Bai Sheng.

This distance is too close.

The difference between the front and back is less than 20 meters.

Even a complete novice with little experience would find it difficult to make a mistake.

Bai Sheng mustered all his strength and rolled to the side.

Snapped!

As he turned to the side, a shot rang out.

The bullet grazed past him.

The soldier hadn't even had a chance to pull the trigger a second time.

Bai Sheng flipped his left hand and made a gun gesture.

at the same time,

A powerful burst of energy shot out from his fingertips!

Snapped!

"what!"

"You fucking have a gun too?"

With the aid of superhuman perception, even in the dark,

The force of the energy still struck Brother Jun's wrist with pinpoint accuracy.

Glock flew off and slid several meters across the concrete.

Jun instinctively chased after the gun.

When he turned back, Bai Sheng was already in front of him.

"Aaaaaah! A ghost!!" Jun Ge screamed in terror.

"Shut up!"

The innate grappling technique gripped both sides of Jun Ge's throat with its five fingers, and with a gentle press, it applied pressure.

Brother Jun struggled twice.

He slumped to the ground, lying side by side with the wide-faced man.

Bai Sheng picked up the gun from the ground and removed the magazine.

He bent down and checked their breathing.

He won't die, and his fainting wasn't faked.

Bai Sheng quickly checked the surrounding environment.

Perception is re-established.

I scanned the entire abandoned building and the surrounding streets.

There is no longer any vital energy from a fourth living person.

Bai Sheng then took out his phone and called the police.

It only says that there was a corpse and two unconscious, armed men in the abandoned building.

Then hang up quickly.

Although the police department responded quickly,

But it will take at least another ten minutes to get to this area.

Ten minutes is enough.

He walked to the plastic sheets against the wall in the hall, and pulled the Nine Nether Soul-Capturing Spell out of his collar.

Bai Sheng squatted down and activated the Soul-Capturing Induction, causing purple light to shine onto the plastic sheet.

……

Bai Sheng opened his eyes.

Beneath their feet lay that same jagged cave, paved with white bones.

Not far ahead,

A dark gray soul was floating in mid-air.

However, to Bai Sheng's surprise,

Unlike the gambling addict of that day, who barked and ran away with his tail between his legs,

The humanoid silhouette of the wisp of soul was slowly surveying its surroundings.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he slowly turned around.

"An immortal..."

The man pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you an immortal?"

Bai Sheng didn't rush to speak.

He noticed that the person's spirit did not show much emotional fluctuation when speaking.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The spirit bowed slightly: "What use is fear before an immortal?"

"Actually, I never believed in ghosts or gods my whole life. It was only after I died that I discovered there really is a netherworld... and immortals like you."

But since things have come to this point, there's no point in crying and complaining anymore.

Bai Sheng nodded slightly.

He thought to himself, "If I hadn't known beforehand that this person was a heinous criminal..."

I'm afraid you really can't tell.

It seems this person was a villain in life.

He is also the kind of villain who holds a high position.