Chapter 37: When it comes to pretending to be a monster, I am the best
The night is dim.
At the main entrance of the Yamen, there are more than a dozen Yamen servants responsible for guarding it.
They looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and the lanterns they held were glowing faintly, obviously affected by their strong resentment.
Behind the yamen servant is an open door, with gusts of dark wind howling, as if leading to the underworld.
"Someone is coming, be careful."
Hong Baotou reminded in a deep voice, causing all the government officials to look sideways at the dark street.
Three warriors came to the yamen gate. Their faces were solemn, and they were obviously aware of the danger of this trip, and they nodded towards Mr. Hong.
The warriors from all forces did not come together, and the Yamen deliberately staggered the time.
"Are you from... Yushan Martial Arts School? Xu Baishan?"
Chief Hong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the three people agreeing, "He Jian, please take them through the main entrance and to the side room of Gongyan Hall."
"Yes."
Yes. The yamen servant stepped forward and led the three warriors to disappear into the profound and boundless yamen.
"Cheer up one by one, you all know the mystery of the Soul Summoning Case..."
Before Mr. Hong finished speaking, he saw another person coming from nowhere. Within a hundred meters of the Yamen, his movements seemed extremely stiff.
The yamen servant tensed up his nerves in unison and placed his right hand on the saber at his waist.
The visitor stops.
Hong took a quick look and his back was immediately soaked with sweat.
The man lowered his head and remained silent, his throat swallowing repeatedly. The pupils of his eyes were the size of pinholes, and it was like a hole in his lungs when he breathed.
Hong took out a drop of the cow's tear and looked at the man again.
It was found that his abdomen became bloody and bloody, and his internal organs were exposed.
It’s the scapegoat! ! !
Since the resentment within the yamen spread, the soul summoning case has been getting out of control. As long as there is a funeral in Yanliang Town, even if the corpse is burned in time, ghosts will still appear.
Although ghosts are reborn not long ago, they can be formed quickly by relying on the resentment leaked from the yamen.
No one knows how many ghosts are hidden in the yamen today, so they use cow tears to tell whether they are humans or ghosts!
"Old Chen, take him through the side door and go to the Second Courtyard."
The old government servant wiped away the cold sweat, holding a piece of yellow paper in his palm, and turned into the alley, one person and one ghost. After a while, there was a push. The door rings.
Leader Hong saw Lao Chen off.
According to the collected letters, the soul summoning case will continue until the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and at the same time, the ghosts related to the letters are becoming more difficult to deal with day by day.
Jin Wuwei has no time to take care of ordinary ghosts, and his energy is already focused on the prison.
Several courtyards near the prison in the Yamen were sealed off to house ghosts.
Hong Captou thought carefully.
From the first day of the new year to now, I have seen seventy or eighty scapegoats, and the talisman that sealed the courtyard has begun to become unstable.
If one courtyard gets out of control, the speed of the Yamen’s fall will undoubtedly increase.
“It is easy to invite gods, but difficult to send them away.”
Hong Baotou shuddered, then cleared away his distracting thoughts and concentrated on the warriors arriving one after another.
Fortunately, I didn’t encounter the scapegoat again.
A total of fifty-seven practitioners settled in the Yamen, and the outside of the Yamen became brightly lit.
Hong Shaotou breathed a sigh of relief, "Hey, something is wrong."
He looked around, and then said in a panic: "Where is Old Chen? Has he come back? Who has seen Old Chen? Not back? ”
"No, no, Lao Chen...I didn't seem to come out after entering the second courtyard."
"Damn, I have been a policeman for decades, and I am still so reckless."
Hong Captou was angry He patted his forehead and planned to check the side door. If Lao Chen didn't go deep into the second courtyard, he could bring him back with the magic talisman.
"Capture...capture, there is someone else!"
"Who? The front door is almost closed, and now we have arrived..."
Mr. Hong's complaints came to an abrupt end. When he noticed the figure at the corner of the street, his pupils shrank and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
The government officials were horrified.
The figure was a little over two meters tall, surrounded by white mist. He was carrying a black wooden coffin on his shoulders, and his movements were extremely slow. Bang bang bang.
Steps from far to near.
The black wood coffin seemed to be temporarily spliced together. As the figure moved, the gaps creaked, as if it was about to fall apart.
"Captain Hong, what should I do?!"
"It's okay. If it's a ghost, I'll take him to the second courtyard. You guys close the door as soon as possible to prevent anyone from entering by mistake. ”
The figure came ten meters outside the main entrance. He was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his appearance was unclear.
Just when Mr. Hong wanted to confirm whether it was a human or a ghost, suddenly, there was a dull knocking in the black wooden coffin, accompanied by a rattling noise.
In the middle of the night, carrying a coffin with unknown contents, it is a ghost but not a human being!
"Follow...me."
Huhuhu.
The tall man gasped for air, sweat dripping on the ground.
Hong Baotou did not dare to neglect, and cautiously walked towards the side door, while observing the other party's reaction. The latter seemed to be just walking in silence.
He opened the old side door, but Old Chen was nowhere to be seen.
"Please, please come in."
There are dilapidated furniture piled behind the door, and there is a disgusting smell of decay.
The tall man stood there and then reached into the side door, as if he was using himself as bait to attract the ghosts in the second courtyard.
Hong Captou was so frightened that his legs became weak. There was indeed a ghostly face approaching in the darkness.
"A lonely wild ghost? It's enough to see the subtle eyes."
Hong Captou didn't hear the tall man's murmur clearly, but he witnessed with his own eyes the scene where the ghost's face was wiped out in the latter's hands.
[Appraisal completed, Nine-Ear Chao Feng experience +0.04%]
"Hey."
Shen Lian was sure of the effect of Wei Wise Eyes and stepped into the side door.
As the side door closed, Hong fled away in panic.
Shen Lian placed the black wooden coffin against the wall.
The black wood coffin originally weighed two to three hundred kilograms, plus it contained yellow sand and copper powder, which created a shallow pit.
"I'm so exhausted, my dear brother, did you eat the weight? Why do I feel like you weigh a hundred kilograms and almost collapsed!"
Shen Lian maintained his iron strength throughout the whole process. In terms of physical skills, after walking half the street, I felt as if I had finished exercising, which was simply outrageous.
"Ah~ I'm suffocating you and me to death, please let me out~"
"Silly bird."
Shen Lian hurriedly pried open the black wood coffin, fearing that the myna would talk unscrupulously. When I came to Jinwuwei, I entered the Yamen to beat the autumn wind and keep a low profile.
He had secretly observed the yamen gate for a long time and realized that the yamen servants were distinguishing between humans and ghosts.
The cow's tears used by the yamen should only be mixed with a little bit of eye-brightening charm water. In an environment filled with resentment, the effect must be very limited.
If you pretend to be a ghost, you might have an opportunity.
As expected.
Shen Lian successfully sneaked into the second courtyard and sat at the demon table.
“Ah~”
The myna stretched its wings and glanced at the eerie corridor.
I saw a scapegoat standing in the shadow with his head lowered; a scapegoat hanging from a beam not far away; a half-body scapegoat struggling to crawl; the well was densely packed with ghost heads...
Their eyes were extremely vicious, He stared at Shen Lian fiercely.
When the sheep come to the wolf pack, every inch of flesh and blood will be eaten up. Moreover, in the eyes of ghosts, this blood food is far more attractive than usual.
"Don't worry, let's find an unused wing to put the objects first."
Shen Lian stretched out and dripped the eye-clearing talisman on his right eye, roughly determining the location of the ghosts in the second courtyard. Taoism lasted only thirty or forty years.
Ghosts that have not lived for more than a hundred years have very poor means of harming people. They usually need to use resentment to make living people weak before they bite.
Wherever Shen Lian passed, ghosts scrambled to follow him.
(End of this chapter)