Virtue is abundant

Chapter 545 The Frame of the Magpie

Wu Xiaode jumped from the window on the second floor of the disco and landed in a deserted alley.

He raised his foot and looked at the sole of the shoe.

Did not step on the blood.

well.

I am really compassionate, and I have been able to restrain myself in the matter of killing.

——There is no need to throw away these shoes.

Satisfied, he walked towards the exit of the alley.

"What's the point of doing these things? These people don't seem to know you at all."

the voice asked.

"I said I want to kill all the people around him, so I must do it." Wu Xiaode shrugged.

"But he's dead," said the voice inexplicably.

"We must be honest when walking in the rivers and lakes, otherwise people will think I am a liar, then my words will have no weight in the future." Wu Xiaode said.

According to the mobile phone chat records of the middle-aged man——

He directly found his gang resident.

However, I am also a kind-hearted person at any rate. Those who did not commit heinous crimes just broke their legs and feet.

Those who should not be killed are similar, and those who should be killed have their own reasons.

What impressed Wu Xiaode deeply was a perverted murderer.

He would throw girls who fought desperately into the sewer until they rotted and swelled, and then fished them out to educate other girls.

I didn't give him pleasure.

Anyway, it took some time to kill these people, and it was important to make them feel the pain of those who died.

Don't expect them to reflect on it, but at least let them experience it.

until they couldn't hold on--

Send them to hell again.

Wu Xiaode carefully avoided the camera at the entrance of the alley and ran quickly on the fence.

He came all the way to the bridge across the river.

It is late at night.

There were no people on the bridge, let alone cars.

Wu Xiaode picked up the gang boss's phone and checked it one last time.

OK.

Nothing is missing.

Wu Xiaode dialed a number.

beep - beep -

"Police station? About 150 or six people died on my side, in Shuhe Disco, Caifeng Nightclub, Yunding Bar..."

"Yes, no joke."

"Please wash the floor."

"I know, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late."

"I've ordered supper for you guys."

"Goodbye."

Wu Xiaode hung up the phone.

Click.

The phone was crushed directly.

Like tearing apart a piece of paper, he tore the phone into fine pieces and blew it into the wind.

In the night wind.

Fragments of mobile phone parts spilled into the river without a sound, without the slightest ripple.

Things are finally done.

Wu Xiaode yawned, stretched his waist and said:
"Forgot to change the voice."

"Don't worry, your voice has already been changed by Miss." That voice said.

"When? Can't I detect it?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.

"Yes, when you saw that lion king—now I'll help you recover." That voice said.

Wu Xiaode was speechless for a while.

Jiang Shanglan didn't tell herself what to do, and she had to teach her a long lesson tomorrow.

"I went back to the mountain to sleep. She should be fine tonight. Call me anytime if you need anything. I'm in the West Queen Mother Temple."

"Ok."

……

Cuiyun Mountain.

Room.

Wu Xiaode was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, reading a novel while eating vegetarian snacks from the temple.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Someone knocked on the door.

It is the old man Zhao who is in charge of this temple.

"Old Zhao, what's the matter?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

"You didn't go out at night, did you?" Old man Zhao asked outside.

"No." Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, don't come out, something happened outside, I'll tell you later."

Old man Zhao's voice gradually faded away.

after awhile.

There was a rushing sound at the window.

Wu Xiaode looked up, but saw a magpie gently pecking at the window with its beak.

Who is this?
Wu Xiaode opened the window.

The magpie flew in immediately, landed on the table, took out a small card pack from under its wings and put it on the table.

"Dear Lord of Myriad Realms, I am a household registration worker in the underworld."

The magpie saluted.

"Hello." Wu Xiaode nodded.

"Because you are involved in a murder case, the police will come to inquire later. In order to prevent ordinary people in the world from discovering that you are a non-existent person, we have expedited the processing of your identity. Please check it." Magpie said.

"What murder case? Why don't I know anything?" Wu Xiaode laughed.

Magpie paused, then changed his tone and said:
"Several underworld members died on Cuiyun Mountain. It is initially judged to be a tragedy caused by internal strife, but the police still have to visit the mountain after all."

"I see."

Wu Xiaode picked up the card pack on the table.

I saw an ID card and a simple resume certificate inside.

"Name: Wu Xiaode."

"Sex: Male."

"Identity: Orphan."

"Address: Orphanage, No. 137, Fuhui Road, East Bay, urban area (changed)."

"Occupation: Boxing."

There is a stack of paper under the resume, which records in detail his life trajectory over the years.

Wu Xiaode looked down.

Magpie said:
"After you read it, burn all the paper and keep your ID card."

"Are these real or fake?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course it's true. When you entered the world, the world was all arranged. It's just that the work on our side didn't keep up. It wasn't completed until now. Please forgive me."

Magpie said.

"Oh, it's okay." Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

The magpie saluted him and flew out of the window.

Soon.

There was a knock on the door.

Wu Xiaode went to open the door.

I saw a few policemen in uniform standing outside, looking at him in unison.

"Name?" a policeman asked.

"Wu Xiaode."

"Take a look at your ID card—how do you live here?"

"Because I'm considering becoming a monk recently."

Wu Xiaode handed over the ID card on the table to the policeman.

The policeman took a machine and scanned it, then looked carefully at the screen of the machine.

"Anyone else at home?"

"Nothing."

"Okay, it's okay, you can rest."

The policeman returned the ID card to Wu Xiaode, waved at him, and said:

"A homicide occurred on the mountainside. We are chasing the criminals. Don't run around and stay safe."

"Got it, thank you."

Wu Xiaode closed the door.

The question of identity should have been resolved.

But something always feels wrong.

Why didn't I bring the ID card early, didn't bring it later, and it was sent here suddenly at this time?

Why should the police explain to themselves what they are doing?
Although this is not a flaw, and it may be a coincidence.

— but what if it wasn't a coincidence?
Wu Xiaode thought for a while, then immediately stood up and walked to the window.

He gently opened the window, flung his body out, stretched out his hand to grab the tiles on the eaves, turned over forcefully, and landed on the roof.

in the night.

Several other police officers were checking house by house.

There was only one policeman who broke away from the crowd and was talking on the phone under the opposite eaves.

Wu Xiaode touched it silently, and squatted on the eaves to listen.

"right……"

"Using identity information to find out the murderer with a gun a year ago, his name is Wu Xiaode."

"We did not have a gun, so report immediately."

"...Okay, we stand by and will not startle the snake."

After Wu Xiaode heard it, he turned his head and fell from the other side of the house, jumped onto the fence, ready to leave.

I did get an identity.

However, this identity is problematic.

Someone is hiding in the dark, trying to deal with himself by manipulating his identity.

——After all, in this world, the awakened cannot use their real power to attack mortals.

Shot is death!
Right now, if you have a conflict with the police, it is tantamount to standing on the opposite side of the entire state apparatus.

no need.

Wu Xiaode was standing on the wall, about to jump down, when the voice suddenly sounded in his ears:
"You can handle it with your physical strength alone, why run?"

"I don't want to deal with the police, they are not from the world." Wu Xiaode said.

"Then you can only be a fugitive, and many things will be inconvenient in the future." The voice said.

Wu Xiaode sighed and said:

"When I find out who framed me behind the scenes, I'm going to chop him up."

"It's easy to guess..." the voice laughed, "There are six venerables in total. If you come, the interests of others will be damaged...but let me help you first."

"How to help?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You are the reincarnation of a god, and this place happens to be a temple, so as long as you stand on the altar, I can activate an ability to erase all information related to you."

said the voice.

Wu Xiaode said: "What do I need to pay?"

"No need, you did a great job tonight. I'm very grateful that you eliminated the threat to the lady in advance." The voice said.

Wu Xiaode refused to be polite to it, went straight to the main hall, looked towards his altar.

I saw it was empty there.

——The new statue has not been erected so quickly!
"Just stand on it?"

"Well, it may take an hour or two, but don't worry, you will become a sculpture first."

He jumped onto the altar.

The next second—

Wu Xiaode directly turned into a sculpture of "Ningshen Sizhu", standing there quietly.

Time passed slowly.

There are more and more police cars outside.

Many policemen wore bulletproof vests and held firearms, and began to plan to arrest and kill them.

The situation is becoming more and more serious.

"How long will we have to wait?" asked Ningshen Sizhu sculpture.

"When someone sees you, the matter will be settled." The voice said.

After a while.

suddenly.

A policeman walked into the main hall and glanced at the altars where various gods were enshrined.

Between lightning and flint——

Lines of small ice crystal characters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You are Ningshen Director Wu Xiaode."

"With some incredible power, all information related to 'Wu Xiaode' in the current world has been reset."

"—Except for Jiang Shanglan, no one will remember you anymore."

(End of this chapter)