Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

It took several knocks before Shi Hongxia heard it. The young people downstairs were dancing at a disco and their tape recorder was playing so loudly that the whole building could hear it.

But no one dared to gossip because the young man's father was the highest-ranking official in the building.

Shi Hongxia only dared to complain behind her back.

"He dances disco every day, even in the park, with men and women hugging each other and shaking their butts. This little bastard will end up in jail sooner or later!"

The sound of the tape recorder was too loud, so Shi Hongxia could curse boldly without worrying about being heard.

In 1981, people were dancing disco in the park. People were very fashionable at that time.

"Mom, we'll be home soon."

The second daughter who was watching TV said that she was very unhappy today because her second sister-in-law, whom she disliked the most, got a raise and just showed off in front of her, which made her very angry.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early. Sit a little longer!"

Shi Hongxia said something angrily and then glared at her second daughter-in-law imperceptibly. She had heard everything just now. She was really a mean girl who had succeeded in her career and was so proud of herself that she had completely lost the cowardly look she had when she first got married.

snort!

I’ll tell the second brother later that you shouldn’t listen to your wife in everything. No matter how close your wife is, she can’t be as close as your brothers and sisters.

The knock on the door sounded again and Shi Hongxia heard it.

"Who?"

Shi Hongxia asked as she went to open the door, muttering in her heart, "Who would visit someone's home during the Mid-Autumn Festival? They really don't know any etiquette at all."

He Qianghua was playing with his grandson. He was about sixty years old, not tall, thin and small, with skinny cheeks and a shrewd look on his face.

"Ask who it is?"

He Qianghua said this casually. He felt a little uneasy, but he didn't take it seriously and continued to entertain his grandson.

Shi Hongxia already had her hand on the door handle and asked as she opened the door: "Who are you?"

The person outside said something, but Shi Hongxia didn't hear it clearly. The tape recorder downstairs was too noisy, and there were a few young people singing along with the screams of ghosts, like crazy.

"Where are you looking for..."

Shi Hongxia opened the door. The light in the corridor was broken and she could vaguely see a dark shadow who looked familiar. Before she could finish her question, his mouth was covered.

"Well……"

Shi Hongxia's eyes were filled with fear. She recognized that this man was the beggar.

Wu Dali took out a boning knife and stabbed it into Shi Hongxia's body neatly. He stabbed her several times in a row, and Shi Hongxia's pupils gradually dilated.

Until Shi Hongxia died, no one in the house noticed anything unusual and thought she was talking to the person at the door.

"Who is it? Why don't you let anyone in?"

He Qianghua asked.

Wu Dali closed the door, locked it, put Shi Hongxia on the ground, and quickly walked to He Qianghua who was closest to him. The knife flashed twice, and the old man and the child fell down.

The others finally discovered it, screamed, ran away, and some wanted to jump off the balcony with their children in their arms, but this was on the fourth floor and they didn't dare to jump.

There were men who wanted to resist, but they had been working in offices for years and were weak and frail, so they were no match for Wu Dali.

Their screams were drowned out by the screams of ghosts downstairs. Even if someone heard them, they would think that these young people were going crazy and would just curse at them.

Wu Dali smiled coldly, his movements neither fast nor slow, just like when he killed pigs before. The more people he killed, the more excited he became, and he licked the blood that splashed onto his mouth.

Hot, sweet and delicious!

In less than five minutes, the house was flooded with blood, and sixteen bodies were lying on the floor, sofa, table, and balcony.

Wu Dali walked to Shi Hongxia's body, stabbed her several more times, kicked her several times, and cursed, "You old fool, keep cursing. Why don't you curse anymore?"

The screams from downstairs were getting louder and louder, and it was obvious that the young people were having a great time dancing.

Wu Dali stripped all the gold ornaments from the woman and found a lot of jewelry and cash in the house. He grinned, thinking that the old woman was quite rich.

With this money, he could hide for at least three years and live in any alley. There were tens of thousands of alleys in Shanghai, and as long as he didn't show up, the police would definitely not be able to find him.

Wu Dali went to the bathroom to wash the blood off his face, looked in the mirror, grinned, closed the windows, turned off the TV and lights, opened the door and left.

He closed the door when he left. As long as the smell of blood didn't leak out, he should be able to hold out until tomorrow, which would be enough time for him to move.

When he walked downstairs, the disco music and the screams of young people became louder. Wu Dali even stopped to listen for a while. The music was very nice. City people really knew how to have fun.

He originally wanted to wait until Shi Hongxia's family fell asleep before prying the door open, but when he arrived, he found that God was on his side. The shouting of the young people downstairs was enough to cover up the noise of his murder.

So he went straight to the door.

Wu Dali pulled his hat down and turned up his collar to cover his face, then walked downstairs. There were a few children playing downstairs and a few old people nearby. They glanced at him but didn't pay much attention.

The light was dim at night and they couldn't see people clearly, so they thought Wu Dali lived in the building.

After all, Wu Dali was too natural, walking slowly, just like he was going out for a walk.

It was late at night and the lights in every house were basically off, but Xia Qingqing was still awake. She was studying in the space and waiting for Master Ba to come back.

"Dead, how cruel!"

Master Ba is back, and even though he is knowledgeable and experienced, he is still shocked by Wu Dali's cruelty.

"How many died?"

Xia Qingqing asked.

"16!"

Mr. Ba clicked his tongue.

Xia Qingqing was not surprised. In her previous life, Zhuang Hongye also killed 16 people. It seemed that nothing had changed in this life.

"Focus on studying medicine and save more lives in the future!"

Mr. Ba suddenly became serious. He was worried that Xia Qingqing would become more and more murderous and would become like Wu Dali, unable to control his murderous intent and become an inhuman evil person.

What Xia family needs is an heir who is ruthless, but not inhumane.

"I know. From now on, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me!"

Xia Qingqing assured that she was not Wu Dali.

She has taken all the revenge she deserves, and she probably won't take any more lives in the future, unless the person is a truly evil person who cannot be tolerated by the world, then she might consider it.

"Go see the reward and study hard!"

Mr. Ba said something cliché and flew away.

Xia Qingqing's eyes lit up and she ran to the bamboo building. As expected, she was rewarded with the seeds of the medicine village needed to treat leukemia, as well as the detailed medical records of her ancestors' treatment of blood diseases. With these, she would definitely be able to cure Zhuang Hongye.

The spiritual field has also been expanded. It now covers two acres and can grow many more herbs.

Xia Qingqing planted the seeds, watered them with spiritual liquid, and continued to study the medical cases.

The next morning, she told Zhuang Hongye the good news.

"16 people, all killed!"

"It is God's will, Qingqing, thank you!"

Zhuang Hongye sighed lightly. The result was the same as Qingqing’s dream, there were still 16 people.

But she was already content.

"What are you thanking me for? Don't say polite words anymore. I don't like to hear them." Xia Qingqing pretended to be angry.

"Okay, no more."

Zhuang Hongye smiled, her eyes became warmer and warmer, the coldness in her body gradually disappeared, and she became more warm.

At noon, the criminal investigation team received a report of a case. After Geng Xinhua finished listening to the call, his expression became solemn.

A family of 16, none of them survived.

Shanghai had not seen such a heinous murder case for several years. Geng Xinhua instantly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. He was soon called by the director and ordered to catch the murderer as soon as possible to eliminate the panic of the people.