I can't be a demon

Chapter 37 When it comes to pretending to be a monster, I am the best

The night is fading.

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 in their hands glowed faintly, obviously affected by strong resentment.

Behind the yamen servant is an open door, with the gloomy wind howling, as if leading to the underworld.

"Someone is coming, be careful."

Chief Hong 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 to Hong Baotou.

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 the three of them agreed, "He Jian, please take them through the main entrance to the side room of Gongyan Hall."

"yes."

A yamen servant stepped forward and led the three warriors into disappearing into the vast and endless 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 within a hundred meters of the Yamen at some unknown time. 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.

Comers stop.

As soon as Mr. Hong looked around, 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 as if his lungs were broken when he breathed.

Hong Captou took out a drop of 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 a 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 to the Second Courtyard."

The old government servant wiped his cold sweat, holding a piece of yellow paper in his palm, and turned into the alley. After a while, there was a sound of pushing the door.

Chief 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's easy to ask God, but it's hard to send God away."

Hong Baotou shuddered, then cleared away his distracting thoughts and concentrated on the warriors arriving one after another.

Fortunately, I didn't encounter another scapegoat.

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 Lao Chen? Has he come back? Has anyone seen Lao Chen come back?!!"

"No, no, Lao Chen...I didn't seem to come out after entering the second courtyard."

"Damn it, I've been a policeman for decades and I'm still so reckless."

Hong Patou slapped his forehead angrily, 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 the head, there's someone else!"

"Who? The front door is almost closed, and we have just arrived now..."

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.

All 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 he was walking extremely slowly.

Bang bang bang.

The steps are 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.

"Hong Captou, what should I do?!!"

"It's okay. If it's a ghost, I'll take him to the second courtyard. You should close the door as soon as possible to prevent anyone from entering by mistake."

The figure came ten meters outside the main door. He was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his appearance was unclear.

Just as Mr. Hong was about 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."

Hoo ho ho.

The tall man gasped for air, sweat dripping on the ground.

Hong Captou 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 Lao Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Please, please come in."

Broken furniture was piled behind the door, and there was 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."

Mr. Hong didn't hear the tall man's murmur clearly, but he witnessed with his own eyes the grimace that was wiped out in the latter's hands.

[Appraisal completed, Nine-Ear Chao Feng experience +0.04%]

"hey-hey."

Shen Lian confirmed the effect of the Eye of Insight and stepped into the side door.

As the side door closed, Captain Hong fled in panic.

Shen Lian put the black wooden coffin against the wall.

The black wooden coffin weighed two or three hundred pounds, and with the yellow sand and copper powder inside, a shallow pit was smashed directly.

"I am so tired, brother, have you eaten a weight? Why do I feel that you weigh a hundred pounds and almost fainted!"

Shen Lian maintained the Iron Body Skill throughout the whole process. After walking half a street, he actually felt a sense of relief at the end of the physical training. It was simply outrageous.

"Ah~ I am suffocating your father, let me out~"

"Silly bird."

Shen Lian hurriedly pried open the black wooden coffin, fearing that brother's words would attract the Jinwu Guards. He entered the yamen to collect money, so he kept a low profile.

He had secretly observed the yamen gate for a long time before and realized that the yamen runners were distinguishing between humans and ghosts.

The cow's tears used by the yamen runners should only be mixed with a little eye-clearing talisman water. In an environment full of resentment, the effect must be very limited.

If you pretend to be a ghost, there may be a chance.

As expected.

Shen Lian successfully sneaked into the second courtyard hall and sat at the table of the demon.

"Ah~"

The starling stretched out its wings and glanced at the eerie corridor.

I saw a scapegoat standing in the shadow with his head down; a scapegoat was hanging on the beam not far away; a half-body scapegoat was crawling hard; the well was densely packed with ghost heads...

Their eyes were extremely resentful, staring at Shen Lian.

When sheep come to the wolf pack, every inch of flesh and blood will be eaten up, and in the eyes of ghosts, this blood food is far more tempting than usual.

"No hurry, find an unused wing room to put the things first."