Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 637
An Shengjin and his son were brought up, and at this time there was still a white-haired assistant.

The gangster lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Master Lu said: "Wang Miao, as a coward in Shuize County, you know how to break the law, what should you do?"

"Returning to my lord, I don't know what the crime is. I have worked hard in the yamen for more than ten years and have never judged anyone wrong." Wang Miao, Wu Zuo, said.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, thinking that this is an old trickster, and he refused to admit it.

Master Lu threw the autopsy booklet on the ground, and he cursed: "This Feng Xiaolian was obviously killed, but you wrote suicide! You are leaving your post without authorization and talking nonsense!"

"My lord, that's an old case, and my disciples also saw it at that time. Except for the neck, there are no other wounds on the body." Wu Zuo said.

Wu Zuo's words made An Shengjin beside him laugh triumphantly. In order to block Wu Zuo's mouth, he did not spend less money.

Zhao Yulong approached Jiang Han and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult. Dayan is a place that pays attention to the law, and old cases are the most difficult to overthrow. Moreover, it has been two or three years. Even if there are corpses, they are all dead. "

"So this work is because the corpse is rotten and can no longer be inspected, and he refuses to admit it?" Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Yulong nodded.

In the distance, the reporter from the Dayan Edition of Jianghu Daily also licked the tip of the brush with his tongue, and recorded all the conversations that took place here.

Zhao Yulong thought of something again, he said: "Doesn't Your Highness have the ability to make ghosts appear? Why don't you use it again?"

"Feng Xiaolian's soul is fragile. If she uses it again, she may be wiped out. Even if she comes out, it will only be a witness. Just a witness is not enough, there must be physical evidence." Jiang Han smiled slightly, "I thought of it. "

Zhao Yulong was wondering when Jiang Han stood up from his seat.

Master Lu saw Jiang Han and nodded slightly.

Jiang Han said: "Master Wu Zuo, if I take out the corpse now, will you have nothing to say?"

"His Royal Highness? Even if you are the current crown prince, you have to tell the evidence, right? Besides, it's been two or three years, what are you doing with a pair of bones?" Wu Zuo said, respectful on the surface, but obviously inwardly towards Jiang Han Still quite disdainful.

"Bone? Who said it was a bone!" Jiang Han said, "Wait for half a stick of incense, and I will bring the corpse myself!"

"Okay, then half a stick of incense!" Master Lu immediately agreed, and he was also very worried. If he couldn't convict the wicked father and son, how could he be worthy of the black hat on his head?

On the contrary, Jiang Han came outside and came back after a while, carrying a rotten straw mat with red lace on his shoulders. Although the surroundings were rotten, there was a pair of white but pale feet appearing in front of everyone. in front of the eyes.

Seeing the straw mat, An Shengjin's face suddenly turned pale, because it was the straw mat he used to wrap up his niece and daughter-in-law.

"You killed Feng Xiaolian, and you don't even want to give him a thin coffin." Jiang Han shook his head towards An Shengjin.

Wu Zuo was also shocked when he saw the straw mat and the legs that seemed to have died not long ago: "How could this be? How could this be?! It hasn't rotted for three years?"

"Everyone must know that there used to be a sect in the Jianghu called the Corpse Sect. I, the Prince, had people who knew the Corpse Sect from the beginning. There are records in the Corpse Sect, saying that the corpses of those who were riddled with resentment and died in vain would not rot for a hundred years. It will even transform into a corpse, turning into a ghost zombie, coming to avenge his enemies!" Jiang Han took out a talisman, "Please see, there are rose flowers on the feet of this corpse." "I don't know about this rose flower. What does it have to do with this talisman?" Master Lu asked puzzledly.

Jiang Han said: "In the old house of An's family, roses were originally planted, together with the debris on the corpse's feet, and my talisman was removed from the gate of An's family, it was used by An's father and son It is used to ward off evil spirits, if there are no ghosts to worry about, why would they need this thing? Isn't it clearly written: There is no silver 300 taels in it?"

As soon as these words came out, many people around also nodded.

Zhao Yulong stroked his beard with his hands, and laughed out loud, his praise for Jiang Han was beyond words.

Jiang Han glanced around, and continued: "By the way, I also brought back a master from the capital this time, Lin Musen!"

As soon as the words fell, a man covered in spells came to the door. His appearance really shocked many people.

Jiang Han said: "This person knows the secret method of the corpse sect. No one is more professional than him when it comes to Wuzuo. You come to examine the corpse."

The person who came was Huamo, wearing a blue shirt and cloth, but compared to the cloth, his face was more attractive with spells.

He came to the corpse, looked at it and said, "There is no need to investigate, this corpse is broken."

"Ghost fetus?" Zhao Yulong was puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "How is it a ghost fetus?"

The painting demon said: "I was pregnant before death, and gave birth after death, but this is a bad omen. You must know that after the ghost fetus is born, it will immediately look for relatives and ask for its life. But now I don't know whether the father of the ghost fetus is An Shengjin or An Dalang. Yes, why not let the ghost come to find the murderer and avenge his mother after the ghost is born?"

Such a strange case, the people present have never seen or heard of it.

Zhao Yulong also became excited. After all, it is a great blessing in life to witness this kind of case with his own eyes.

When they heard that the ghost was looking for their father, the faces of the An family father and son were stiff, and even An Dalang's legs trembled, and the stench was already coming out from his buttocks.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes, and struck while the iron was hot: "Brother Lin, could it be the ghost you mentioned last time? That ghost found his father, but he tore his belly without thinking, and then ate his father's internal organs. Father has been in pain for three days and three nights, can't he live or die?"

"That's just the most superficial, because the ghost's womb belongs to yin, so it has to haunt the father for three lives." The painting demon knew that Jiang Han was defrauding the father and son, so he simply added fuel.

At this time, An Dalang couldn't bear it first: "It can't be me! I am Tianxie, otherwise my daughter-in-law wouldn't have given birth to me for so many years. It must be my father's. I have to find it!" Find my father, not me!"

Jiang Han raised his thumb, thinking that this is really a dutiful son in the world!

An Shengjin didn't expect his son to bite him back, he scolded: "Stinky boy, I'm so old, can it be me?"

"I died so badly..." At this time, the "female corpse" from the mat suddenly sat up, raised her hands, her hair was disheveled, it was terrifying.

All the people present exclaimed.

And Jiang Han quickly said: "You don't have to worry, this evil ghost will only eat the person who hurt her as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)