As long as a person kills, he will be contaminated, especially human life.
Many famous and upright Taoist masters will be more or less contaminated.
Like Gu Zhisang, who has killed countless evil cultivators and villains, she was full of evil spirits.
If she hadn’t intentionally suppressed her aura, she would have been regarded as a bad person long ago.
Now it seems that when she calculated in her live broadcast room because there were no photos and horoscopes of He Mimutan, her calculation results were inaccurate.
Although this girl has never sucked human blood, she has evil spirits on her hands, and her murder was more special than ordinary murder cases;
She has killed people.
The one she killed was her father.
Patricide was against ethics, but judging from He Mimutan’s face, there was evil power, but it was not serious.
It means that her father deserved to die.
Who knows what Gu Zhisang calculated? She raised an eyebrow in surprise, turned her head, and said to Zheng Ruyu beside her:
“What a coincidence, you and I know her brother.”
Zheng Ruyu: “???”
“I know him?” The uniformed woman frowned, and a light bulb suddenly flashed in her mind. She looked up in surprise: “Could it be… He Mitu?!”
Gu Zhisang agreed.
“This is too coincidental.”
Zheng Ruyu murmured.
Although He Mitu and He Mimutan have the same surname, if Gu Zhisang hadn’t said it, she would never have connected the two people.
Because in the eyes of the Han people, the surname He is rare. It was a major surname of the Miao people. There were many Miao people with this surname in the southwest.
Like the ‘Ge’ of Ge Liaochan, ‘Ge’ was also one of the six major surnames of the Miao people.
In the Miao dialect, ‘Ge’ is the same as ‘He’.
When fellow villagers speak purely, they will call it ‘Ge Liaochan’ and ‘Ge Mimutan’
If transliterated into Chinese, ‘Ge’ will become ‘He’, and another big surname ‘Xie’ will be pronounced as ‘He’, and ‘Ge’ is ‘He’.
It was precisely because the Miao Group has absorbed members from many regions, and there are all kinds of rare and strange surnames. Zheng Ruyu knows this, so she is not surprised and doesn’t think about it at all.
She wanted to ask more, but Gu Zhisang had already walked to the fiberglass door, so she kept silent for the time being.
The door of the isolation room slowly opened. The young and gloomy girl in the room heard the movement, raised her head suddenly, and stared at Gu Zhisang with hostility.
When she looked up, Gu Zhisang’s eyes fell on her neck.
There was a long scar there, the scar was wide and long, it should have been cut by a knife, but it looked like an old wound.
It was pulled wider by the skin as He Mimutan grew older.
One can imagine how deep and painful the wound was back then.
“Hello, I’m Gu Zhisang.”
From the moment Gu Zhisang stepped into the isolation room, He Mimutan tensed up, with a fierce look in her eyes.
She moved her neck.
The long and wide scar twisted like a closed opening, splitting a thin crack.
Gu Zhisang knew that under the crack was a detachable head and body, and the internal organs that fell under the head were completely removed.
But she was not afraid at all, and some interest appeared in her eyes.
She felt a mottled and strange evil spirit from the girl in front of her, and she became more interested.
Zheng Ruyu and other team members who had been observing outside were a little nervous, fearing that a fight would break out inside.
Strangely, He Mimutan just stared at Gu Zhisang fiercely for a long time, and the hostility in her body slowly subsided, and she closed her eyes.
After a while, the thin crack on her neck healed and returned to its original state, a dull flesh scar.
Everyone: “???”
“Sister Zheng, why is the momentum of this witch weak?”
Zheng Ruyu also felt strange but continued to watch patiently.
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“Gu, Zhi, Sang.”
He Mimutan opened her eyes and laughed coldly: “I have heard of you, you are very popular.”
“You are flattering me.” Gu Zhisang was interested: “The scar on your neck must be a fatal injury, you have walked through the gates of hell.”
“If you want to kill or cut, just come directly, don’t waste so many words!” The young girl gritted her teeth impatiently, her eyes and tone were full of unwillingness:
“I have been waiting for you, the running dogs of the Taoist Sect, for a long time, but unfortunately… I am a waste.”
She laughed at herself, raised her neck slightly, and seemed ready to be strangled.
Gu Zhisang blinked innocently: “But we are not from the Taoist Sect.”
He Mimutan opened her eyes: “???”
Ten minutes later, after listening to Gu Zhisang’s explanation of why they wanted to arrest her and the origin of the Miao Group, He Mimutan fell silent.
She looked suspicious: “Are you not in the same group as the Taoist Sect?”
“No, we are incompatible.” Gu Zhisang said: “We just want to talk to you and regulate your future behavior in the folk. Of course, it would be best if we can recruit you.”
He Mimutan was choked by these particularly honest words, and she was still suspicious:
“Since it is a national organization, you won’t kill me? I suck the blood of livestock, don’t you think I am an evil cultivator?”
Gu Zhisang said in a flat tone: “There is no good or evil in magic, good or bad depends on the human heart. Even if you practice ‘Floating Head Magic’, as long as you haven’t slaughtered innocent people, no one has the right to point a finger and kill you.”
He Mimutan stared at her: “What if I have killed someone? You won’t get rid of me either?”
“It’s just killing people.” Gu Zhisang said lightly: “If you kill evil people, it’s punishing evil and promoting good, and they deserve to be killed.”
She glanced at He Mimutan and curled her lips:
“Just like your biological father, he deserves to die.”
He Mimutan was stunned, shocked by the calm anger in her tone, and the palm holding the corner of the table trembled slightly.
She was not afraid, but excited.
After using Floating Head Magic, she had to rely on sucking fresh blood to maintain the stability of the power in her body, which often made her feel self-loathing and irritable.
Because He Mimutan’s ability was to devour the essence and blood of creatures, she was particularly sensitive to the strength of creatures and the power contained in the essence and blood.
At the moment when she was about to make a move and wanted to attack Gu Zhisang, a strong breath that made her feel her internal organs tremble slightly suppressed her self-important thoughts.
She thought that the people who ‘captured’ her were from the Taoist Sect who captured her mother more than ten years ago.
In the same way, without distinguishing right from wrong and the whole story, they determined that she was guilty like her mother.
In the same way, just because they practiced the way of Floating Head Magic, they judged her as a demon and wanted to execute her.
That’s why she was so resistant when the members of the Special Spiritual Group came to her.
She was even prepared to drag a few people to be buried with her, even if she died.
But He Mimutan didn’t expect that this young woman who stepped into the room would be so powerful, making her realize that she had no power to resist.
Just when she was ready to be strangled, there was light at the end of the tunnel!
He Mimutan’s tone softened, and she raised her head and said: “You…”
“How do you know I killed that old ghost?”
Gu Zhisang: “I calculated it.”
“I also calculated the scar on your neck–” She raised her white fingertips and touched her neck, and He Mimutan’s face turned pale in an instant.
“Your mother cut it.”
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