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Ruan Yuxia followed Tong Shuai at a distance and was not close.

I wanted to get closer, but I was a little worried about the consequences of me getting rid of Tong Shuai in advance.

All kinds of movies about time travel inevitably mention the impact of changing the past on the present, and there are also one high-sounding paradox after another. Most of the past I have changed was very recent, things that happened one or two days ago, or more briefly, things that happened a few minutes ago. In this way, the impact on reality is actually very limited, affecting only a few people. Even so, whether it saves people or kills them, it is no small matter.

Now, solving the problem of Tong Shuai in advance will bring too many butterfly effects that I can only imagine.

I don't know if this is right or wrong.

There are also some factors in this that I don’t see the two victims now, I don’t see Chen Yiqian and Zhang Rou. My dislike for Tong Shuai doesn't reach that level at the moment.

Ruan Yuxia did not dare to approach Tong Shuai, but followed him.

Tong Shuai read several classics in the library. As Wu Ling speculated, there are Eastern fantasy novels and some Western literary works from the Middle Ages. He didn't seem to be reading the content seriously, but was looking for something in the book. He flipped through the pages very quickly every time, and from time to time he would take out his mobile phone to search for something.

Ruan Yuxia is a little too far away from Tong Shuai. My range of movement was also limited, and I couldn't get over to see what Tong Shuai was reading.

But Ruan Yuxia had no intention of giving up.

She followed Tong Shuai for several days. Her mood is also very complicated. Maybe, she herself doesn't know what she is doing.

On the weekend, Tong Shuai went to the small commodity wholesale market, bought a bag of things, and then ran to the vegetable market.

He rented a house near the school, but there were very few daily necessities in the house, but there were many strange tools.

While Ruan Yuxia was lingering at the door of the house, I went in and took a look around. Turning around, he found Tong Shuai killing a chicken.

His movements were unskilled. The live chicken not only clucked and clucked, but also struggled to get away, causing feathers to fly and blood to fly. The room was in chaos.

I saw the anger on Tong Shuai's face. He pressed the chicken's body and chopped it hard with a knife, splitting the chicken in half.

Tong Shuai gasped, cursed, and took a small bowl to collect the blood, but he didn't receive much.

He exhaled, threw the chicken and bowl aside, and leaned against the wall to rest for a while.

I had goosebumps all over my body.

At this moment, I felt like the big boy in front of me was a perverted murderer. He is practicing his skills, waiting for the time to officially do it.

Tong Shuai's figure suddenly disappeared in front of me.

Still in that house, Tong Shuai stood in front of the sink, holding the chicken's neck with both hands, and almost cut off the chicken's head with a knife.

The blood flowed out and fell into the sink.

The sink was plugged. Soon, the thick blood covered the sink and slowly rose up.

Tong Shuai skillfully cut open the chicken's chest, dug out the heart, crushed it and threw it into the sink.

The sink was bubbling.

Tong Shuai moved his lips and said something.

The blood seemed to be boiling, churning even more violently.

Tong Shuai's face was excited, his face flushed, and his eyes were shining.

I smelled a strange smell, and the ominous feeling became stronger, making me take a step back involuntarily.

Tong Shuai didn't seem to feel anything strange at all.

He threw away the dead chicken, grabbed a handful of grass from the bag next to it, and threw it into the blood.

The blood in the pool no longer boiled, but a whirlpool appeared, swallowing up the blades of grass.

The shallow pool of blood seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit.

Tong Shuai laughed twice, ran to the living room, and came back carrying a big bag.

There are various small pendants inside, which all look cheap.

Tong Shuai carefully held a rabbit pendant and hung it above the whirlpool.

Strange things happened again. Dark red mist floated up from the whirlpool, attached to the rabbit, gradually invaded the rabbit's body, and disappeared.

I clenched my fists.

At this time, it should be the best time to stop Tong Shuai.

Kill him?

Teaching him a lesson seems to be of no use. Tong Shuai is not an ignorant child at his age and can still teach. I'm afraid his nature is not a good thing.

I can't imprison him. It seems that the only way to get rid of him is to kill him once and for all.

People in Qingye do the same thing. However, they may not have done it themselves, but let Chen Yiqian and Zhang Rou do it.

If I want to stop him...

I heard my own heartbeat beating violently.

The person in front of me is a person, not a ghost. Moreover, the person in front of him is not committing murder. He was sharpening his knife.

I can't bear to do it.

All kinds of worries and concerns are crowded in my mind. What's worse is that I'm shaking with nervousness now.

I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye, and I felt the yin energy at the same time.

Turning around, I saw Ruan Yuxia.

Ruan Yuxia looked at Tong Shuai with a pale face.

She seemed to be frightened, and suddenly turned around and ran out.

I was caught off guard and didn't react for a moment. When I came to my senses, I had been dragged out of the room by her.

Ruan Yuxia fell through the floor, fell directly to the first floor, and then walked out of the residential building through the wall. She held on to the tree and retched in the green belt, with a painful expression on her face and tears streaming down her face.

I was surprised.

Those cursed breaths just made me feel uncomfortable, but they seemed to have done a lot of harm to Ruan Yuxia.

She held on to the tree trunk and slowly fell into the green belt, tears falling uncontrollably. Her body was shaking. It's fear!

Ruan Yuxia leaned against the tree and put her hands around her shoulders. She sobbed for a while, and there was a hard-cover copy in her arms. Ruan Yuxia's hands fell on the edge of the notebook and squeezed it tightly.

I felt her intense emotions now.

She didn't understand why Tong Shuai would do such a thing. She actually didn't quite understand what Tong Shuai was doing. I just instinctively realized that it was dangerous, even evil.

Ruan Yuxia is afraid of Tong Shuai and what he will do next.

Some terrifying evil spirits appeared in her memory. The demons turned into those who died in vain have ferocious faces and exude an uncomfortable aura.

It was getting dark.

I felt the breath of the curse approaching. Ruan Yuxia and I looked at the door of the residential building at the same time.

Tong Shuai walked out of the building carrying a big cloth bag.

Those breaths came from him and the cloth bag.

I looked down at Ruan Yuxia.

She shrank her body, holding the notebook, as if she gained some strength from it, stood up holding on to the tree trunk, and followed Tong Shuai from a distance.

Tong Shuai arrived at the path at the back door of the school. At this time, there are already many small vendors taking up positions here.

The position Tong Shuai chose was not very good. He wasn't that picky, so he just found an open space, opened the cloth bag, laid out the scattered accessories inside, and sorted them out one by one. There was a subtle smile on his face, as if he was looking forward to the next business.

Ruan Yuxia bit her lip, still holding her notebook and staring at Tong Shuai.

There are many students on the street, in twos and threes, chatting and laughing loudly. Some people often look at the things sold at the stalls, but not many people actually buy things.

The surrounding environment is constantly changing.

Tong Shuai must have had no business for several days.

Finally, a few girls picked the pendant on his stall.

Ruan Yuxia straightened her body immediately, shuttled through the crowd, and caught up with the two girls who had bought something and left.

She stretched out her hand, paused for a moment, and then quickly put her hand into the girl's backpack.

I felt her body tremble as if she was electrocuted.

The girl didn't know anything and walked away on her own.

Ruan Yuxia's hand was still raised, clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

Her hands were covered with a layer of black air.