All Chapters of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Zhou Ying's body lay in the dissecting room. It was not a bed, but a movable table made of stainless steel. She was covered with a white sheet, and her pale feet were exposed. The soles of her feet were filled with rubbish and dirt, which had been stuck to the soles when the body was thrown onto the dust heap. Xu Xingrong was talking to a legal medical examiner from the police. "This is the sixth. Why did that guy kill such a young girl in such frenzy?" There was a suppressed anger and helplessness in the medical examiner's voice. Xu Xingrong gave a sigh. "I suspect that we cannot find any clue on Zhou Ying, like the first five victims. I wondered, who on earth could do that?" The medical examiner shook his head. "I don't know. My superiors put a lot of pressure on me after this happened. Please help to deal with it, Professor Xu. I've got to get back to deal with the things found in the scene. I'll contact you later."

Hu Jilu was nervous on the operating table. "Doctor Ning, do I need an anesthetic?" Ning Tao replied lightly with a smile, "No, my patient never needs anesthesia for surgery." "Won't it hurt if I don't use anesthesia?" Ning Tao picked up a Sacred Needles from the small medicine chest and stuck it in Hu Jilu's Baihui acupoint. A speck of extraordinary spiritual power entered Hu Jilu's brain at that moment. Hu Jilu closed his eyes with a slight jolt. “It's just a minor operation. Why did you talk so much?” Ning Tao removed Hu Jilu's pants, separated his hairy legs, and disinfected the area that was going to have the operation with iodine before starting the operation. His procedure was different from that of the doctors in the hospital. He first sealed the patient's acupuncture points with his Sacred Needles and then heated the knife. The purpose of sealing the acupuncture points with Sac

In a fashion accessories shop, a salesgirl was unhappily watching a young man sniffing at a string of red sandalwood beads at her counter. The young man had asked for thuja beads, gold-rimmed nanmu beads, Chinese rosewood beads, as well as African padauk and "rhinoceros" padauk beads. She had given him almost every kind of wooden beads. He merely sniffed at them without saying a word. The young man with the bizarre habit was Ning Tao. This was the fifth shop he had visited on his sniffing trip. "Sir, if you like to sniff them, you can buy them and sniff all you like at home," the salesgirl said. If it weren't for Ning Tao's attractive good looks, she would have rolled her eyes at him. "It's not this odor... " Ning Tao's expression was full of disappointment. "What do you mean, not this odor?" the salesgirl asked. Ning Tao regathered his thoughts and returned the sandalwood beads to the salesgirl. He smiled. "Nothi

Night had fallen on the tiny village. There was no moon, no lighting. It was a place forgotten by the modern world. At the edge of the village was a farmhouse. Earthed walls were fenced around a few traditional tiled roof houses, which looked miserable compared to the rest of the farmhouses in the village. This was Song Jun's home. In the night-time, three figures emerged from the woods. They sneaked stealthily to the walls of the courtyard and then jumped over them. Ning Tao activated his power of sight and smell and very quickly got a good grasp of the situation inside the farmhouse. Inside one of the rooms lived two people, and another lived one person. The other two rooms were a kitchen and a toilet respectively. Almost at the same time, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing stuck out their tongues, using it to detect their "prey". Two beauties wagging their tongues around in the air was actually quite an unbearable image.

Three days later. Inside the interrogation room, Song Jun was spacing out. He used to be a quick-thinking person, but now he resembled an Alzheimer patient, often getting distracted. In the past three days, the intervals of his headaches had been growing shorter. Each time his headache acted up, he would be in immense torment. One of the worst cases was when he was in so much pain that he became incontinent. Outside the interrogation room, Wu Wenbo and a few colleagues were watching Song Jun through the window. Chen Zhengyi had arrived as well, bringing him with a neurologist and a nurse. "President Chen, is it possible to find out what's wrong with him?" Wu Wenbo asked. Chen Zhengyi said, "No. There was no trace of toxins in his blood stream, but his brain is deteriorating. We are unable to find the root cause, so we are unable to treat him. I'm guessing that he won't be able to live until the opening of the court session."