Chapter 49: Starting the Yang Realm Blessed Land

"Doctor, wake up."

"The appointment with the Inspector is here."

Wu Xian braced his hands against the desk and struggled to stand up.

For some reason.

His body felt extremely exhausted, his joints ached, and his brain was foggy, as if he had stayed up all night reading a novel and only realized it was noon the next day when he finally wanted to sleep.

After standing up.

Wu Xian's vision gradually cleared.

"That old woman was a Long-Tongued Ghost who wanted to strangle me. I cut off her tongue, and while she was rolling on the ground, I chopped off her head..."

【Please complete this psychiatric evaluation. You have the authority to determine the mental state of this prisoner. If you judge the prisoner to have a mental illness, he will be sent to a special prison for execution; if you judge the prisoner to be mentally sound, he will be sentenced to death.】

Logically, for mental illnesses, the patient should come to the doctor's office, but now Wu Xian had to actively seek out the patient. Perhaps this patient was part of the danger in this Blessed Land.

"That younger woman was a Slit-Mouthed Woman with extremely tenacious vitality. I stabbed her a dozen times before I killed her. Although she was begging me, I couldn't let her out to harm people."

But Wu Xian's attention was not on her.

Is the judicial evaluation in this world so crude?

A prisoner's life and death were at stake, yet only one doctor was responsible for the evaluation and one inspector for supervision. This was too sloppy and farcical.

But what if these descriptions were used on malevolent entities?

"There was also a child malevolent entity that wanted to escape, I..."

The Inspector cursed.

If his wording were used on a human, he would be a cold-blooded serial killer.

"Huh... not in the Lihen Heaven."

Wu Xian's expression froze.

"Murder, a family of four, old, woman, child. The methods were quite cruel, and the scene was unbearable to look at. However, due to regulations, I cannot disclose the identities of the perpetrator and the victims to you."

"I didn't kill anyone! Everything I killed was a malevolent entity!"

This thing was his only life-saving item at the moment and had to be prepared in advance.

The voice that woke him came from a slim and beautiful young nurse. She was holding a stack of documents and urging Wu Xian. Her voice was crisp, clear, pure, and moving.

Finally, Wu Xian began to ponder what the patient he was about to see looked like.

The prisoner described the crime scene very seriously, with a total of four victims, and the cause and appearance of each person's death were stated very clearly.

"I said it, you are a good doctor who cannot be fooled by this person's lies. Now he cannot remain at large; only the death penalty awaits him!"

Escorting the prisoner out of the interrogation room.

Wu Xian rubbed his forehead in distress.

【Please focus on playing your role and do not perform actions that exceed the character settings.】

This person had half-curly hair, a calm and steady expression, and a pair of bloodshot eyes that had been staring at Wu Xian since he entered the room.

But at least give a tutorial!

"I only said this person has no mental illness, not that he wasn't lying."

There were two other people in the room.

The Inspector called out to Wu Xian and sat down casually on the side.

The first thing he saw was a calligraphy painting on the opposite wall, with four large characters written in brush.

This room was spacious and bright, with light shining in through the transparent glass, making Wu Xian's back feel warm, and the air was filled with a faint scent of incense.

Wu Xian tentatively asked: "What is the prisoner's crime?"

Wu Xian felt that he had been a bit too light-handed.

Wu Xian's expression flickered; it seemed that this Blessed Land had a different social system from the real world.

After Wu Xian sat down, he revealed a sunny smile.

"Dr. Xu, we can begin."

Not to mention the Ten-Soul Banner, even his Lotus Juanren was gone. There was only a piece of soft cloth the size of two palms balled up. He took it out for a quick glance; this soft cloth was actually a fragment of the Ten-Soul Banner!

Wu Xian began to grope for the Ten-Soul Banner inside his clothes.

He pondered for a moment and said to the Inspector: "I have made the evaluation; this prisoner has no mental problems!"

On the iron chair sat a man wearing a straitjacket.

Was this Blessed Land actually so "Yang-like"?

The Inspector kicked the man and beat him up: "How many times have I told you, you can only answer questions, you don't have the right to speak casually!"

"He's a common serial killer, why send him for a psychiatric evaluation?"

Hearing the words "malevolent entity."

The Inspector's face was overjoyed, and he patted Wu Xian on the shoulder and laughed.

Wu Xian didn't resist role-playing.

"It seems that in the last Blessed Land, being able to worship gods at the beginning was a beginner's benefit. After having a constant position, there is no such treatment."

He was just an unemployed vagrant, not a psychiatrist!

He was observing.

First, he confirmed that this was a psychiatric hospital.

The Inspector turned to look at the prisoner: "Tell me about the process of your murder."

Wu Xian's mouth curled up.

According to the rules of the Blessed Land, the Ten-Soul Banner should have been in Wu Xian's hands when he entered, but now it was in a damaged state from the start.

"Oh."

"Something is definitely wrong here!"

It finally appeared; this style could be considered normal.

Secondly, through the glass on the road, Wu Xian saw his own image.

A Blessed Land with malevolent entities is a normal Blessed Land. The peace just now made Wu Xian feel uneasy, but now he had entered the state.

One person was likely the pre-booked Inspector. He wore a black uniform similar to a military uniform, arms crossed, leaning against the wall, with an attitude of wanting to deal with it casually.

This was an empty room without windows, with soft rubber installed all around. It was more like an interrogation room than a ward. In front of the room was a double interrogation table, and opposite it was an iron chair with shackles.

Xu Ming, attending physician.

So, the mode of this Blessed Land is a role-playing game?

Wu Xian couldn't care about observing the behavior of the two; he saw some unexpected things.

A paragraph of text appeared in his eyes.

"Actually, there is nothing to evaluate. I know you are not the kind of dirty doctor who takes black money. It's better to let such scum die early; there is no need to waste energy on him."

The font was the same as the one on the Lotus Juanren. In other words, the Lotus Juanren did not disappear but was hidden in Wu Xian's consciousness. This paragraph was the requirement of the Lotus Juanren for himself.

But this touch.

His appearance was completely different from his real self, even the gray coat was gone. He was wearing a white coat, and the badge on the coat had his name.

Accompanied by Wu Xian's surprise.

Lingering.

Wu Xian's expression was calm.

The young nurse walked in front, leading Wu Xian to the appointment. Her slim waist swayed lightly, full of youthful vitality, looking extremely pleasing to the eye.

Wu Xian was shocked.

The young nurse opened a door. Wu Xian tested the doorway with his toes several times before stepping in with trepidation.

The harmonious and beautiful hospital in front of him suddenly became filled with ghostly energy in Wu Xian's eyes!

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

But Wu Xian didn't know the situation, so he could only go along with it for the time being.

The prisoner looked annoyed and seriously refuted the Inspector.

"Doctor, we meet again."

Wu Xian didn't know how to distinguish whether a patient had a mental illness, nor did he have basic medical literacy. How could he complete the evaluation process?

Then Wu Xian began to observe the room.

Wu Xian signed the evaluation form, picked up the file, and walked to the door. Before leaving, he looked back and said.

Two shadows flashed across the iron door first; these two shadows belonged to the Inspector and the prisoner.

Then three, four, five, six...

Limited Pursuit of Evil Chapter, officially serialized!

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