Chapter 59: Female Corpse Experiment, Golden Blade Entry

Returning home.

Only to see a girl with twin tails, looking a bit like Jenny, looking at the two with resentment; it was Yulunka.

"Don't you feel like you've forgotten something?"

David was startled, then reacted. Good fellow, he was in such a hurry to save Angela that he forgot to pick her up!

"Do you know how awkward it was for me to stand at the school gate waiting until everyone was gone and still stand there foolishly?"

Yulunka accused.

Louis also felt a bit awkward and went upstairs without a sound. Emma, who was eating potato chips and watching the show, also followed as a little tail.

Entering the room.

"What did you go do?" Emma asked curiously.

Louis answered while taking out the tender willow leaves.

Hearing Louis talk about burning the house with fire, Emma's eyes were shining. "Tsk! What a pity."

Louis glanced at her, not feeling that she was pitying that group of people; it was highly probable that...

"It would have been better if you had brought me along. Regarding this kind of thing, I could actually help you come up with ideas. Burning them unconscious is just suffocating them to death, and on the skin, it's at most painful for a while. The way of death is still too easy; at least they should have nightmares, slowly watching themselves finish bit by bit, knowing what terror is.

If that doesn't work, spit out your needle, pierce it into their fingernails—ten fingers are connected to the heart—and then burn the needle and their clothes. By then, the more painful it is, the more they will move, and the more they move, the more painful it will be..."

"Hehe." Louis sneered twice, too lazy to bother.

Although, this guy was highly likely to really do this, and could really come up with some indescribable torture ideas for Louis...

To tell the truth, Louis himself actually felt he hadn't done it well, mainly because he hadn't finished it, but it wasn't because he didn't have time.

Moreover, a golden-armed female corpse popped out abruptly, completely disrupting his plan.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about this matter. He had to prepare, so that after the golden arm was transported over, he could unfold the experiment.

Emma, who was still lecturing with great interest, saw this and felt bored, rolling her eyes, but still didn't leave the room, just watching Louis tinkering there.

Not long after, the golden-armed female corpse that had just been in the police evidence room was transported over by a van.

Don't ask why; asking means the power of money.

Louis arrived at the cave in the back mountain.

Carefully examining this corpse that had given him no small fright.

The golden arm reaching the elbow, even in this semi-dark environment, still shone brightly and was extraordinary. As for this female corpse, it also looked very unusual; she should have been burned together with the big fire.

Under that fierce fire that swept through a two-story house, those animals were all burned rotten, burned through, and even their bones were pitch black.

But this female corpse in front of him, besides her clothes being burned clean and becoming naked, was still in that semi-rotten state.

One look and there was a problem.

Louis patted the shoulder of the drug addict who had been sent in. In an instant, the wonderful and familiar hallucination made him float like an immortal.

Normally, the effect of the Cotton-pulling Art on adults was limited, but unfortunately, the willpower of drug addicts was always a pseudo-proposition, and most of the time it could be treated as non-existent.

So controlling it was also exceptionally simple.

"Go, take that golden arm down."

"Hehe, good, good."

The drug addict, with bloodshot eyes excited to the point of bursting, grabbed the golden arm tightly. One, two! One, two! He-ha!

Click!

The golden arm successfully separated from the female corpse's arm.

"Give, give it to you." The drug addict said foolishly.

Louis didn't take it, but retreated two steps, taking out all the things he had prepared. "No, you sit there and rest."

Only ten minutes passed.

Click, click, click!

The harsh sound of bones rubbing against each other rang out in the cave.

Here it comes!

Louis stared tightly.

Ka-la-la.

The female corpse sat up fiercely. Under the pitch-black eye sockets seemed to be sharp eyes, staring dead at the golden arm in the drug addict's hand. "Golden arm... mine... mine... give it back to me!!"

The rotten skin stuck to the muscles fell off, the tendons were connected to the flesh, and the rotten liquid dripped from it.

Only the palm connected by tendons and muscles reached out, easily twisting the drug addict's neck, picking up the golden arm, and impatiently pressing it onto herself.

Then with a plop, she actually lay back to her original position, restoring the posture of a "sleeping beauty."

Watching this scene, Louis stroked his chin. "It seems there's no brain. Then, is she an evil spirit controlling the body? Or something else?"

Clapping his hands, another temporarily controlled drug addict walked over staggeringly, opened the oil drum, and poured it on the female corpse.

His fingers swept through the air, drawing a fire snake, and shot out.

Boom!

The fire was raging, and the heat was pressing.

It burned for a full dozen minutes before the fire weakened, but the scene that entered his eyes made Louis frown.

Useless.

The other party was unscathed!

Is it immune to fire?

Clapping again, one drug addict after another walked into the demon cave.

Sulfuric acid, machetes, dismemberment, chain binding...

Various methods were all used.

The few black-clothed strong men watching outside all held their breath. They all knew the young master was very terrifying, but even now, they still felt hair-raising.

After all, even if drug addicts were trash, they still had the appearance of humans. Being controlled to suffer torture inside like this, then what about normal people?

Hiss!!

For a time, their breathing became light.

In the cave.

Louis didn't expect his family's subordinates to have developed a not-so-small fear of him, but even if he knew, it wouldn't matter.

Isn't the Left Path like this?

Normal people mostly just fearfully keep their distance; it's not bad if they don't show disgust.

At this time, Louis looked at the female corpse that could still reassemble itself even after being dismembered, his brain running wildly.

Immune to fire, electric shock, and other means; physical means are still effective, can be chopped and dismembered, but like building blocks, she will reassemble herself.

No brain, only showing greed for the golden arm.

Solution: divide into sufficiently small pieces, or let the dogs eat her, or seal her in a coffin with cement and sink her into the vast ocean...

"Strange thing, not a normal evil spirit. Could it be related to demons, evil gods, and the like?"

Louis speculated reasonably.

After all, in this hot land that loves to court death, besides evil spirits and serial killers, aren't the most famous ones demon and evil god worship?

Thinking about these aspects when something happens, the truth is not far from it.

Looking at this corpse, Louis decided to try the last means he possessed, and also to experiment whether the entry-level condition for the ghost-killing and soul-destroying art—Willow Leaf Golden Blade—was the same as he guessed.

A tender green willow leaf was placed in the palm of his hand.

Two fingers were joined, drawing a character command on the palm.

At the same time, looking at the female corpse in front of him, he began to concentrate his intent.

Up to this step, it was the same as his previous practice.

But the intent Louis concentrated began to change at this moment, starting to be full of killing intent and malice.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 60 =====