Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 119
noon.

An old man in sackcloth, with a sad and fearful expression, led more than a hundred policemen towards Zhangjiacun.

He shrank his neck, his eyes were frightened, and he looked around, as if a monster was about to appear at any time and eat him.

"Old man, I said, what are you afraid of? We have nearly a hundred brothers, can't we protect you?"

"What kind of monsters and ghosts come out, we brothers have to chop them into a pulp one by one!"

A young man with a fair complexion, wearing a police uniform and a long knife on his waist, said impatiently.

A few days ago, Gao Fei's family entrusted his connections to find him a job in the Yamen of Shangjiang City and asked him to be a policeman.

Gao Fei was very happy, thinking that he would encounter some important case to open his eyes.

As a result, these days, he was either catching petty thieves or mediating neighborhood disputes among ordinary people. He didn't come across a decent case, which bored him to the core.

Waking up this morning, Gao Fei thought it was another boring day as usual.

But not long after, an old man rushed to the Yamen to report the case, saying that he wanted to visit his daughter's house in Zhangjia Village this morning, but found that his daughter's family had been killed.

Later, it was discovered that not only his daughter's family, but also more than 100 people in Zhangjia Village were all killed, and some corpses were bitten badly by unknown beasts.

The old man shouted that he had bumped into a ghost, Gao Fei scoffed at this.

What the hell is going on in the world!

It is estimated that it is not a group of robbers who came from somewhere to rob houses, or some crazy martial arts practitioners who kill people and practice evil skills.

I heard that there is a Feiyun village in the north of Shangjiang City where thousands of bandits gathered.

Even the commander in charge of the Shangjiang City army, the official worshiped as the captain of Xuanwu, and his martial arts skills, the captain led the army to attack several times but failed to defeat him, which is really fierce.

The case of Zhangjia Village may have been done by that Feiyun Village. As for the bitten corpses, it is likely that after Feiyun Village left, some hungry wolves came from Zhangjia Village smelling blood.

Hearing what Gao Fei said, the tall, bearded, and rough-looking middle-aged head arrester, headed by more than a hundred arresters, looked serious and somewhat displeased, and cursed mercilessly.

"Shut up! If you want to keep your mouth open, I'll take the skin off of you tomorrow and tell you to get out!"

In the words, the middle-aged headhunter seems to be a little bit jealous of the monsters and ghosts that Gao Fei said.

Being scolded mercilessly by Wang Bochao in front of everyone, Gao Fei didn't dare to complain in person, but murmured dissatisfaction in a low voice after Wang Bochao turned around.

"I just said a few words casually..."

A policeman next to Gao Fei patted Gao Fei on the shoulder and said to him.

"Brother Xiao Gao, you can't just say some things casually, who knows if you will be so unlucky..."

The catcher shut up halfway through his speech.

"Meet what? Met those... demons and ghosts?"

Gao Fei asked back, and this time when talking about ghosts and goblins, he also lowered his voice a lot.

The catcher moved closer.

"Brother Xiao Gao, since you have entered this industry, you will come into contact with or hear about those things sooner or later, brother, I will not hide it from you.

"Of course there are no monsters in this world, but the two behind the monsters..." The catcher stretched out two fingers and gestured: "Those two are real."

There are really ghosts in the world! ?

"Really?" Gao Fei was somewhat skeptical, looking at the policeman suspiciously.

The catcher gave Gao Fei an angry look.

"Since you don't believe me, I didn't say anything about being a brother. Anyway, when you really encounter those things in the future, you will believe it then."

"Maybe even, you don't have to wait until later..."

At the end, the catcher shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

Gao Fei suddenly felt an inexplicable shudder when he saw the policeman's appearance.

Wang Bochao walked in front, his eyes were solemn and his expression was serious, holding a long knife worn at his waist, he strode forward with a big stride, his upper body still, and he was very powerful.

Judging from his many years of experience, it is likely that he really encountered a ghost this time.

To be able to slaughter a village, first of all, eliminate those wild ghosts that even adult men can't get close to.

"I don't know if I can handle it."

A look of worry flashed across Wang Bochao's eyes.

When we arrived at Zhangjia Village, the sun was already shining at noon.

But as far as the eye can see, there are closed courtyard doors, and the deathly silence in the village, with no sound coming from every house, is very strange and abnormal.

Wang Bochao stood still and ordered the policemen to divide into two teams, and went from house to house on the left and right sides of the village to see if they could find any useful clues.

After a while, Gao Fei's face was pale, and he rushed out of a room in embarrassment, leaning on the courtyard wall and vomiting non-stop. He vomited out all the food he ate in the morning, and finally almost vomited up all the acidic water in his stomach.

There was a corpse in the room that was covered in blood and bones, and the intestines were pulled out and scattered all over the floor. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

As soon as he went in, he only looked at it twice, and then he was so disgusted that he couldn't stand it and ran out.

Several policemen walked out of the house covering their mouths and noses, took a few breaths of fresh air, and said to Gao Fei in a neutral tone.

"Young man, don't keep thinking about big and important cases, now you know how good it is to just catch thieves every day!"

Gao Fei nodded with a bitter face. When he recalled the bloody scene just now, he was still nauseated, but he couldn't vomit anything, and retched with his mouth open.

"Wang Baotou, we found that there are still a few families on the edge of the village, but..."

A policeman trembling with fear came over to report to Wang Bochao.

Wang Bochao frowned slightly, and asked impatiently.

"Just what?"

"It's just that there was a yard farthest from the village in those families, and there was a strange sound, as if someone was forging iron..."

"Our dozen or so brothers dare not approach rashly."

In the village that had been slaughtered, a person suddenly appeared, and he was forging iron as usual, as if nothing had happened. No matter how he heard it, he felt weird and creepy.

Wang Bochao's face changed slightly, and his heart tightened.

There are ghosts, ghosts and weirdness in the world. It's okay to meet ghosts, but I'm afraid to encounter weirdness.

There is no one with low strength in that thing, and their abilities are so weird that it is difficult for ordinary martial arts to deal with them.

However, the weirdness is different from the ghosts. The weirdness is fixed in one place and cannot be moved at will. As long as you don't walk into a certain range of the weirdness, nothing will happen.

On the edge of Zhangjia Village, a dozen or so police officers looked nervous, their hands resting on the handle of their knives, and they looked at a courtyard in the distance with fear.

Wang Bochao hurried over with dozens of policemen, and when he approached, there was no sound of iron hammering.

"What's going on, didn't you say there was a sound of iron striking?"

A catcher stepped forward and clapped his hands to report.

"Returning to catch the head, there was indeed a sound of iron striking before, but just now, for some reason, the sound of iron striking stopped."

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(End of this chapter)