Chapter 23 Visiting the Yamen at Night
Four days later, at midnight.
The main door of the Yamen was open, and there was no policeman guarding the door. The candlelight inside was dim, and occasionally one or two figures disappeared into it.
The figures are all ordinary people. They are conscious, but their cognition is affected by the tiger ghost, and they don't think there will be any problems with the Yamen.
"Thirteen people in total."
Yang He stood in the alley, secretly counting the number of people in the Yamen.
Not long after, some people walked out of the Yamen in confusion, because they were not recognized by the Yamen and could not accommodate the evil spirits.
After several days of observation, Yang He roughly figured out the rules of the yamen.
As long as you enter the Yamen at midnight and wait until the rooster crows three times the next day, you can successfully accommodate the ghost and become a policeman in Peibaicheng.
If it is not approved by the Yamen, the relevant memory will be erased.
Although it will not lead to physical death, damage to Yang Qi is inevitable.
"The number of agents recruited by the yamen has become less and less, and some of the agents' evil spirits have even disappeared inexplicably."
Once the demon dies, they will return to their original lives as if nothing happened.
"But judging from the surface, Capt. Sun is indeed sitting in Peibaicheng and has not done anything to harm ordinary mortals..."
While Yang He was thinking, he saw the black cat darting out of the Yamen courtyard wall.
"Heizi, how are you?"
The black cat is now getting smarter and smarter, relying on the characteristics of the cat ghost to stay in the yamen like no one else.
Meow~~
Yang He couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard the black cat's short cry. Heizi meant that he didn't find any ghosts in the yamen.
"Let's go, it's not long before the next episode in the world of allusions."
【Ghost Flower: 1/3 (81%)】
Yang He looked back at the market entrance, and could still see the bright lights inside, and the huge body of the century-old turbot lying on the ground.
The semi-exposed flesh is the color of mutton-fat white jade, the bones are like gold, and organs shaped like various gemstones can be vaguely seen.
In five days at most, the century-old turbot will be completely dismembered.
It’s unknown what kind of disaster will happen at that time.
Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts and walked out of the alley. The black cat quietly slipped into the shadow under his feet.
It was only a dozen meters away from the Yamen, and it had already crossed the threshold in a moment.
As soon as Yang Heyi stepped into the Yamen, a biting chill suddenly rushed into his heart, and then his heart beat like a drum.
"Hmm."
He groaned, and all the strangeness came from Tonggui's fear.
The Yin Qi is extremely disordered among the meridians, causing the three Yang Fires to fluctuate.
Yang He remained calm. Thanks to the extremely sophisticated Qi refining method taught by Master Taiyi, he was able to control the pupil ghost to gradually restrain his aura.
In the eyes of spiritual vision.
There are no ghosts in the Yamen, but there are large and small spots on the surface of the building.
"Tabby?"
Not only that, even the grass and trees are covered with tiger spots.
Yang He frowned slightly and subconsciously spread his palms.
I saw tiger spots emerging from the palm of my hand and moving between the skin and flesh. I could faintly feel that there was a connection between the ghost and the tiger spots.
"Hiss, didn't you say that Sun Baotou has been seriously injured?"
Yang He quickly withdrew from the yamen area, and the tiger spots disappeared naturally.
"I seem to have a misunderstanding."
"We are already in danger of raising ghosts. How can we use conventional thinking to understand that the closer the monks in this world are to death, the more terrifying their strength will be."
No wonder the two monks didn't come to deal with Sun Baotou. When he was in his prime, he could only win 50-50, but when he was about to die, he might be able to fight 1-2.
"The ghost will not be born until tiger spots cover the whole body."
Yang He entered the Yamen again, keeping an eye on Hu Ban from the corner of his eye.
In the pitch darkness, no ghosts could be seen at all. This situation brought an unspeakable horror to myself.
Occasionally, you can see people standing there blankly.
As the tiger spots spread all over their bodies, their Yang Fire became unstable, and not long after, they left the Yamen the same way with their eyes blank.
"The pupil ghost tends to assist, using the yin energy to temper the body and derive the yin veins, so I am more adaptable to the birth of the ghost ghost." Yang He only had a slight tingling in his head, but it didn't matter.
Suddenly.
As soon as he crossed the aisle, he stopped in a cold sweat.
I saw a large number of strange figures scattered all over the school grounds where we usually train.
Yang He grabbed the copper coin sword at his waist and immediately discovered that the figures were wooden dummies, and traces of sword slashes could be seen everywhere.
However, because the joints are so vivid, it is difficult to tell just by looking at the outline.
"I can't see any monsters in the Yamen, but I feel a little uncomfortable. Haha, I really want to slap myself. I was so surprised."
Yang He glanced at the tiger spots that spread to his forearms, and continued walking past the warehouse and kitchen.
Although he didn't know the layout of the yamen, the place where official duties were performed should usually be in the center of the yamen, so it should not be difficult to find it.
It didn't take long.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
Several compact houses appeared in front of us.
Yang He's expression perked up and he quickly opened the doors.
In the end, there were only documents from past cases in Peibaicheng. It could be seen from the thick layer of dust on the ground that no one had cleaned it all year round.
The tiger spots have reached the shoulders, and there are also a few light spots on the neck.
"If you really can't find it, just come back tomorrow night."
Squeak.
He opened the last room at the end, and a familiar fishy smell filled the air.
Yang He looked disappointed, but what he saw was a morgue. Ancient forensic doctors usually examined corpses in the morgue.
"Huh?"
He wanted to leave, but found a body hanging in the corner of the morgue.
Turbot carcass.
The corpse was shriveled and withered, and the hungry ghost attached to it was nowhere to be found, but human-like limbs could be seen hanging from the abdomen.
Yang He's guess was correct, the source of turbot was wrong, even...
"Making livestock?"
He had an unconcealable thought: Could it be that turbot fish were once alive? The two evil spirits had the same purpose in Peibaicheng.
In a daze, his left eye felt itchy, and then tiger spots appeared.
"Huh?"
Yang He could feel the tiger spots staining his eyes, and heard the cub's whimpering in his ears. Then he turned around and discovered that dozens of wooden dummies had appeared in the corridor outside the house.
The wooden dummies had different postures, staring at Yang He with empty eyes.
"What the hell?!"
The wooden dummy has no Yin energy and is just an ordinary appliance in the eyes of spiritual vision.
Yang He's scalp was numb, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden dummy continued to move forward half a meter like a teleport, and the cub's whimpering became more intense.
"These dummies are..."
Yang He tried to look away. When he turned around, the wooden dummy was already within ten meters, and at the same time, tiny tiger hairs grew all over its body.
"Ghost!!"
"No wonder, after all, how can a ghost be born out of thin air in a living person?"
"Captain Sun keeps the demon in the school yard, disguised as a wooden dummy. Once the demon comes into contact, it will enter the body with the help of tiger spots."
"How evil."
"Heizi."
The black cat jumped onto Yang He's shoulder and stared at the wooden dummy without blinking.
Although Yang He has countermeasures, and the tiger spots are currently spreading very scatteredly, as time goes by, the Yamen will definitely become more and more weird.
He returned the same way, only to find a candlelight after he had taken a few steps.
I saw that the warehouse that was originally filled with sundries turned into a bookstore. The candles were always bright inside, and a row of bookshelves could be seen against the wall.
The method of spiritual practice is probably inside.
(End of chapter)