The master of metaphysics, she is beautiful, strong and flirty

What does Bian Qinghua's self-proclaimed "doing justice for heaven" look like?

She specializes in providing organs planted with blood curses to those "buyers".

And where do organs come from?

Of course it couldn't be taken from herself.

Bian Qinghua used her mysterious and mysterious abilities in the eyes of ordinary people to subdue a group of "subordinates" from a mixed society.

Let them select healthy young women over nineteen years old as their "supply source."

After these "sources of goods" died, they were not relieved.

A piece of sternum will be removed from their bodies, and the rest will be fed to the Tibetan mastiffs as food.

Their dead souls were imprisoned in skulls carved from their breastbones and refined into resentful ghosts.

Driven by the culprit who took their lives.

This method is the ghost control technique that Bian Qinghua learned from the bronze tablet.

By the time Pan Ying "sold" herself to Bian Qinghua, Bian Qinghua already had twenty-eight resentful ghosts in his hands.

The skull that controlled the resentful ghost was strung into a string of wind chimes by Bian Qinghua and hung on the crutch as decoration.

The day after Pan Ying was sent to the basement of the factory, Bian Qinghua received a new order.

She went to the basement to choose "goods."

The "goods" for her to choose were eight young women, including Pan Ying.

In order to protect himself, the selected person directly exposed Milk Tea's identity as a police undercover agent.

"She, she is a policeman!" The woman with disheveled hair and messy body pointed at Pan Ying and looked at Bian Qinghua with frightened and hopeful eyes, "You, don't choose me! Choose her!"

Bian Qinghua looked in the direction of her finger and saw Pan Ying, whose identity was suddenly revealed and her face was a little stunned.

"Is what she said true?" Bian Qinghua's sinister eyes were fixed on Pan Ying.

Before Pan Ying could speak, the young woman just now said first: "It's really true! She told us herself!"

Bian Qinghua ignored her and still asked Pan Ying, "Are you a policeman?"

Pan Ying bit her lower lip and did not answer.

Although there was no answer, it was no different from acquiescence, but Bian Qinghua seemed not satisfied.

She chuckled and suddenly clasped the young woman's neck. Her tone was full of malice, "If you don't admit it, then she is lying. Liars deserve to die."

After the words fell, Bian Qinghua's hand on the young woman's neck slowly tightened.

Seeing this, Pan Ying quickly stepped forward and spread her fists and legs in an attempt to save the person.

But Pan Ying didn't even touch Bian Qinghua's body, and was knocked away by Bian Qinghua's cane.

Pan Ying hit the ground hard, her face turned pale and she covered her severely hit abdomen, "She didn't lie. Let her go. I'm really a policeman."

Pan Ying's voice was slightly panting and trembling due to pain, but her speaking speed was very fast.

The way she was dedicated to saving people made Bian Qinghua sneer at the corner of her lips, "Oh, how great you are. You can't even protect yourself, but you still want to protect others."

Bian Qinghua threw the "hostage" in his hand to the ground and walked up to Pan Ying.

"You police officers are a bunch of rubbish! When you are supposed to be useful, you are useless; when you are not supposed to be useful, you have to stand out and get in the way!"

After saying this, Bian Qinghua left without taking away any "source of goods".

At night, she returned to the basement and brought a large iron cage and three Tibetan mastiffs that she had fed for many years.

She let the three Tibetan mastiffs into the cage without closing the door, and then announced the rules of the game to Pan Ying and seven young women.

"My little darlings have been hungry for days. If the seven of you don't want to become food, push this policeman into the cage."

As she said that, she looked at Pan Ying with malice, "Police, if you push any one of the seven of them into the cage, I will let you go."

"...I won't play this kind of game with you!" Pan Ying clenched her fists and her voice came out from between her teeth.

"It's not up to you whether you want to play or not." Bian Qinghua walked to the iron cage. "Within five minutes, if no one enters the cage, my babies will come out to look for food on their own."

She paused and said in a cold tone, "When the time comes, no one will be able to escape."

In the end, Pan Ying was pushed to the iron cage...

The picture on the water mirror stopped abruptly the second before Pan Ying was pushed into the iron cage.

No need to read the rest.

Chi Mian opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction.

There were those seven young women, looking in a trance.

Everyone followed her gaze and realized something was wrong.

It seems that they have been a little too quiet? Well, it looks a little dull...

The ghosts they were scared away were still among the group of resentful ghosts, so it was strange that they were dumbfounded.

But Chi Mian had no intention of sending their ghosts back to their bodies, so he just looked at them coldly and then looked away.

Chi Mian took out the skull wind chime from the storage ring and forcibly erased the mark of consciousness left by Bian Qinghua on the skull.

The moment the mark was erased, the resentful ghosts immediately noticed that the shackles that had been imprinted on their souls disappeared.

Their minds gradually recovered, and the scenes before and after their lives, and everything they had experienced, flooded into their minds.

Resentment was rising. Even though they were still pinned down by the pressure of Chi Mian's consciousness and unable to move, the resentment and ghostly energy in their bodies were rising steadily.

The resentful ghosts' eyes were red, and they were about to turn into fierce ghosts one after another.

"Hey, hey, don't!" Chi Mian hurriedly stopped him, and a flash of light popped up, dispelling the resentment.

At the same time, she raised her hand, drew an oversized Pure Heart Talisman out of thin air, and slapped it towards them, "If you advance like this, your brains will be eaten."

They were originally turned into ghosts by resentment. If they turn into ghosts under the influence of resentment, their minds will be swallowed up.

Under the influence of the Pure Heart Talisman, the thoughts of the resentful ghosts who were almost lost became clear again, and the red ghost pupils turned black again.

"If you want to vent, don't make fun of your own ghost life." Chi Mian pointed to Bian Qinghua's soul on the ground.

"Come, come, here, cut open the heart, remove the kidneys and remove the liver. Why did she harm you? You should return it to her now."

After a pause, "Of course, you can also dig out her brains. If you think she doesn't like her, just pick them out."

As soon as the words fell, Chi Mian withdrew the pressure of his spiritual consciousness that was suppressing them.

The resentful ghosts immediately noticed a lightness in their bodies.

One of the resentful ghosts tried to float forward and found that he could actually move.

She looked at Chi Mian hesitantly, "Master... are you serious?"

Chi Mian nodded, "Really, I never lie to people, uh, nor to ghosts." After a pause, she suddenly thought of something, and smiled:

"Don't worry, although the soul doesn't have things like heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, I will help you get special effects, so that you can dig happily, satisfactorily and thoroughly."

The resentful ghosts: "..."

Policemen: "..." Well, should they avoid it?

The resentful ghosts floated in front of Bian Qinghua's soul, but they didn't rush to take action.

"Master, we want to ask her a question."

Chi Mian unblocked Bian Qinghua and cast a power word spell, "Ask."

"Why choose us?"

Bian Qinghua knew that she was doomed, so she kept her mouth shut and refused to cooperate.

But with the power of mantra, how could she be the one to decide whether to answer or not?

"Because my Qingguo died at the age of nineteen. When I see you girls who have lived past the age of nineteen, I hate God for being unfair. It's also because you are young and healthy, and the quality of your organs is good."

After getting such an answer from her, the resentful ghosts didn't hesitate any longer and swarmed up, digging directly into her soul with their claws.