Alien Summoning System

Chapter 214 Haunted
Looking at the dumbfounded Xia Houbo, Zhuo Ao smiled and said via voice transmission: "Concubine, Dalang and Qilang, I will also test you, if you don't use supernatural powers, this case will be closed."

"Both sides insist on their own opinions, and each has their own reasons. If you don't use supernatural powers, how can you break it for a while?" Qilang said with a bitter face. Even if a monk in the Nascent Soul stage devotes himself to martial arts, with the improvement of the soul realm, he can understand and control the world. , Inference by analogy, some supernatural powers that seem unimaginable to others, in fact, in the eyes of this level of masters, they are also children's tricks, and the things they see and can do are naturally different in different realms.

But if you can't judge the case with supernatural powers, it is a test of your own wisdom. If you pursue power too much, you will often lose your heart in the power. This is why Zhuo Ao has recently discovered that his concept has changed when he governed the country. He is used to using power Deal with problems in a crushing way.

This way of thinking, if he is just a mortal king and cannot see higher things, naturally it is not a big deal, but Zhuo Ao is very clear that he will definitely enter the God Realm in the future, where only others use their strength to crush It's his own share, and it's not his turn to crush others. Once this kind of mentality matures, it will be difficult for Lu Ke to walk in the God Realm. Everyone understands the truth that life is hard and easy, but it's easier to learn than to do it. When this step is reached, it is somewhat difficult to stabilize that mentality.

"Is that so, then I will limit the three of you to a stick of incense to find the real owner of this horse and convince everyone." Zhuo Ao said with a slight smile.

"Isn't this embarrassing us?" Qilang looked at Xia Houbo with a bitter expression, and if he had known this, he wouldn't have brought this stupid guy here.

Xia Houbo was very uncomfortable being looked at by Qilang, and he left on purpose, but thinking of the way he swore just now, under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't save face, he looked at Zhuo Ao with a dark face and said: "Hey, aren't you deliberately embarrassing others? ? If you can solve this case within a stick of incense, I will obey you."

"It's not difficult to solve this case. Presumably my concubine already has the answer." Zhuo Ao looked at the concubine with a calm face and said.

The concubine heard the words and looked at Zhuo Ao, then turned her gaze to Yang Dalang and said, "Master Yanping has wisdom in his hands, so why should the concubine make a fool of herself?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanping looked at Zhuo Ao, then looked at Yang Yansi who looked expectant, shook his head, and said to Zhuo Ao: "So, Yanping made a fool of himself."

"Go." Zhuo Ao nodded.

Yang Yanping stepped forward, looked at the two, and suddenly reached out to cover the horse's eyes, and said with a smile: "I am also a good horse in my life. Although this horse is a good horse, it has a little flaw. It has one eye. It is a fake eye made of colored glass beads. At first glance, it can be faked, but if you observe carefully, you will definitely find the difference. I think its real owner must know which one it is. Now, the two of you each Write which eye is a fake eye on your hand, and then we compare it, and the truth will naturally come to light.”

"False eyes, why didn't I find out?" Xia Houbo was stunned. He has traveled all over the world and has studied the art of horse tracking. If there is a false eye, it is impossible to hide it from his eyes.

"That only shows that your eyesight is not enough." Qilang pulled Xia Houbo behind him: "If you don't have the skills, don't hinder my elder brother from solving the case here."

A person with good deeds sent a pen and ink, the two men saw this, the one who was convenient just now was calm and relaxed, the other was a little flustered, looked at Yang Dalang, rolled his eyes, but smiled and said: "No need, It must be the left eye, I know that."

"Really?" Da Lang moved his right hand away and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

"I mean the one you covered with your left hand, how about it, this horse should be mine?" The man smiled calmly, and then went to get the reins.

"It's still wrong. Its two eyes are intact and there are no false eyes at all. You are considered cunning, but unfortunately, your cleverness is mistaken by your cleverness." Da Lang handed the reins to its owner and said: "Next time, You're going to be locked up."

"Yes, thank you sir."

"Take this liar back to the yamen, give me a heavy blow of [-] slaps, so as to make an example to others!" Yang Yanping turned his head, looked at the man who wanted to escape, and snorted coldly.

"Yes." A yamen servant had already stepped forward, subdued the horse thief and sent him to the yamen.

"My lord, it's a good luck not to disgrace my life." Yang Yanping smiled and cupped his hands to Zhuo Ao.

"Good job." Zhuo Ao looked at Qilang and said, "Boss Yang, is it difficult?"

"My lord, Xiahoubo is willing to gamble and admit defeat. From today onwards, I, Xiahoubo, am willing to join the Guobei County Yamen and serve my lord." Xiahoubo suddenly interjected in a muffled voice, which relieved Qilang's embarrassment.

"In the previous bet, I didn't seem to say that you would join the county government if you lost." Zhuo Ao looked at Xia Houbo and said.

"Although your lord didn't say it, I've already made a decision in my heart. I'm willing to accept the bet. Xia Houbo is willing to kill and set fire for your lord. I'll do whatever I want!" Xia Houbo clasped his fists and said.

"Go to the private school first, come back after finishing the book." Zhuo Ao said with a bit of irony.

"Uh...reading?" Xia Houbo was a little confused.

"My lord." Liu Lang hurried over, came to Zhuo Ao's side, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the former magistrate Liang Zhengde died suddenly at home last night."

"How did you die?" Zhuo Ao didn't show much surprise. His predecessor was greedy for so much money, and a small county magistrate, if he wanted to do it for a long time, he would definitely have to work hard. The most important thing was that the evidence of his greed was taken in In his hands, these things must have touched the interest chain of many people, so it is strange that they are not dead.

"It's a bit weird. It doesn't look like he was killed by someone, nor did he commit suicide. He didn't have any wounds on his body. He died because his yang energy was sucked dry." Liu Lang said in a deep voice.

"Drain Yang Qi?" Zhuo Ao's eyes lit up: "This way of dying is a bit strange, let's go and have a look."

People who absorb yang energy, according to the Maoshan secret art, ghosts like to eat human yang energy, because ghosts are yin things and cannot produce yang energy themselves, so they like to absorb human yang energy. In addition, zombies are also extremely Yin things also strengthen themselves by absorbing yang energy, but people who have been sucked dry by zombies will leave wounds, and they will suck blood together. In addition, some yin monsters will also There are different ways to absorb yang energy, but if it is said that it can be said to be able to leave no wounds, except for some banshees who are good at charm, there are only ghosts.

This is not an orthodox world. It is a world about all kinds of monsters and ghosts. Some individuals with relatively strong yang energy, such as myself.

No matter how you look at Liang Zhengde's overindulgent appearance, it is difficult to associate it with the exuberant yang energy.

Before Liang Zhengde could leave, he died tragically in his mansion. When a group of people arrived at Liang Zhengde's mansion, they saw a group of Zhuang Ding's nurses, and the maidservants looked terrified, and they didn't even dare to approach The corpse of the deceased, when everyone arrived, Mr. Zhao was already here, looking at Liang Zhengde's corpse with long sighs.

"Master Zhao, I never thought you would be so emotional." Zhuo Ao smiled.

"Forgive me, my lord. After all, we worked together. Master Liang treated me well. Today, he died suddenly in vain. In this villain's heart... Alas~" The expression on Master Zhao's face could not be seen in the slightest, but Zhuo Ao naturally wouldn't Be deceived by these appearances.

"It's rare, Master Zhao don't need to be too sad, people cannot be resurrected after death, Lord Liang and I are colleagues after all, and his funeral needs you to take care of it." Zhuo Ao said with a smile.

"Naturally." Master Zhao nodded, "My lord, the villain will retire first and go to prepare for Master Liang's funeral."

"Go." Zhuo Ao nodded, watched Master Zhao leave, and winked at Qilang, Qilang nodded, and left.

"Master, do you doubt Master Zhao?" Seeing Qilang leave, Da Lang looked at Zhuo Ao and said.

"In terms of time and motivation, he is the most suspicious. The most important point is that this guy has no magic power, how did he manipulate ghosts?" Zhuo Ao nodded, frowning and pondering.

The moment he saw Liang Zhengde, Zhuo Ao was able to confirm that Liang Zhengde was sucked to death by a ghost, but ghosts like yang energy, but ghosts usually dare not haunt places with a lot of yang energy. Unless there was a ghost who hated Liang Zhengde deeply before his death, Liang Zhengde's mansion was full of people, and he was also a family guard. Generally speaking, even a ghost, if he didn't have considerable obsession, he would instinctively come across such a densely populated place. Take a detour, if it is not manipulated by humans, even a ghost would not choose such a place to attack, not to mention that so many yang-like Zhuang Ding Huyuan do not smoke, but suck an over-indulgent old pervert, if there is no one behind the scenes , that's strange.

"My lord, how can there be so many gods and gods in this world." Xia Houbo stepped forward, showing his sense of existence.

"There are a lot of things in this world, and you don't know that doesn't mean you don't have them." Zhuo Ao shook his head. Having said that, he had some impression of the person in front of him. His surname is Xiahou, and he is another swordsman. Fighting swords, later bewitched by Nie Xiaoqian, and then plotted against by the tree demon grandma, the useless Xiahou swordsman whose yang energy was sucked up and turned into a mummified corpse? The level of the dead tree demon grandma, Montenegro old demon, and centipede spirit is not very good.

But Zhuo Ao remembered that when dealing with the centipede spirit, Yan Chixia was able to get out of her body. This is only the ability of the strong in the transformation of the gods. Currently, there is no one under him. What is the basis for this movie? To measure strength?
"My lord, Qilang is back." Dalang's voice woke up Zhuo Ao, and he saw Qilang walking in with an urn in his arms.

"If you want to see a ghost, I'll let you see it." Zhuo Ao turned his head and looked at Xia Houbo who was disapproving, with a smile on his face that made Xia Houbo's hair stand on end.

(End of this chapter)