"Catcher Left, are you back so soon?!"

"Captain Left, how did you investigate the matter between Mr. Chen's family? Is there really a demon?"

Zuo Zhengyang returned to the county government without stopping. On the way, the civil servants and officials who met came forward to inquire, but he refused. After asking where the county magistrate was, he went straight to the back hall.

The door of the back hall opened westward. Min Changwen, wearing an official robe, looked at a page of paper in his hand. The heat of the brewed tea rose. When footsteps came in, he turned his head and looked at it, and put down the article with a smile.

"Zhengyang is back."

He stepped into the threshold and arched his hands: "Zuo Zhengyang has met the county master."

"Sit down and talk." Min Changwen reached out and asked him to sit down next to him, called the servants in the back hall, gave him another cup of tea, exchanged a few greetings, and then talked about the serious matter.

"What's there in the Chen Mansion?"

Zuo Zhengyang took off the two long knives behind him, sat down, took a sip of tea, "There are some!" As he said that, the constable waiting outside the door presented a blood-stained knife and the folded bed sheets into the hall.

He stood up and pointed to the sharp weapon in the tray.

"Please look at the county lord. This object is the weapon that broke Chen Yaoke's belly. The people who died before were all ruptured by liver and gallbladder and withered with blood and flesh. The two methods of death are very different."

Min Changwen put down the teacup, got up and walked over, but also looked at the knife carefully.

"The left captain means that Chen Yaoke is not killed by a female ghost, but someone used this sharp weapon to cut his belly?"

“That’s exactly that!”

Zuo Zhengyang nodded and pointed to the gray sheets stacked in another plate.

"That day, there was a grey-cloaked monster among the crowd confronting the ghost. The sheet was found by Zuo in the corner of Chen's mansion. More than one person's footprints were found on the ground. The knife that killed Chen Yaoke was also confirmed by Chen Yuanwai. It was a gift from the monster to ward off evil spirits!"

Min Changwen pursed his lips tightly, twisted his beard tip and walked for a few steps, thought for a while, stopped at the threshold, and looked back at the left head captain.

"…But what if the evil ghost hates the weird man who protects Chen Yaoke and uses the things he has given to kill the protector?"

"What the county master said is not without reason." The left captain lowered his face and raised his hands and said, "In this case, Zuo will continue to investigate, but at present, I dare to assert that Chen Yaoke's death was definitely not done by a ghost."

"But this county wants to close the case as soon as possible."

"County Master, life is at stake?"

"No, if someone deserves to die, he will not be imprisoned!"

....

At this time, the group of people who were looming in this matter ran around with shops in Fushui County. The two donkey carts they bought were full of food and cloth, and even bought a few piglets and lambs, which were held behind the frame.

6 Liangsheng changed his outfit, his clear robes, shoes, and his hair were neatly combed. He wrapped it in a lunar scarf, and bought a wolf brush, ink inkstone, and a few blank booklets. At first glance, he really had the temperament of a young scholar.

However, after a few taels of silver, they went out. They were so scared that Liu Pan and others stopped quickly and did not dare to buy it. After all, these five hundred taels were earned by Liu Liangsheng.

Walking through the bustling streets, when I left the city, I picked up the old donkey I had to leave, and it was almost dark.

In order to avoid the long night dreams and the clues are seen by others. They lead pigs and sheep and drive donkey carts to embark on the road back overnight. They have seen all evil spirits and monsters. Six eight people think that walking at night is no big deal.

And there are also master apprentices like my eldest nephew, and even the master in the yamen... I appreciate everything.

Soon, the county town with lights was left behind by them, and disappeared at the end of the bend of the mountain road. It was not until the second half of the night that everyone was over the excitement of five hundred taels of silver, and 6 Liangsheng felt tired.

"Uncle Pan, let's rest nearby."

"good!"

6 I hope to hand over a bag of water, and I asked others to get the donkey cart closer, and the pigs and sheep came over. Everyone was eager to rest. They finished everything quickly, raised a bonfire, and cooked food.

The pottery jar was boiling, and 6 Qing scooped a bowl of dried food and boiled porridge. He looked at his eldest nephew holding it in his hand and smiled.

"Liangsheng, eat it while it's hot. The meat is added to it. It's so fragrant and exciting."

"Uncle Qing also eat quickly and have a rest."

The young man sent 6th anniversary away. While reading the book given by the old man in the county government in the light of the fire, he was drinking meat porridge. Although he knew the words, the contents were dry and difficult to understand and were very immeasurable.

When the eight big men over there finished their meal and fell asleep around the fire, 6 Liangsheng quietly took the package over and opened the gap.

"Master?"

Taoist Zixing opened the bag, drilled out, and let out a long breath.

"I only know now that my teacher is still there? I almost died of suffocation."

He let out a sigh, walked staggeringly to the ground with his double webbeds in his arms, and took a look inside.

"There is still meat..."

"It's reserved specifically for the master."

6 Liangsheng went over and sat down next to him, and raised the "Rites and Music" in his hand.

"Master, can you pass on all the things in this book to me?"

The toad sitting on the stone holding the pottery bowl turned his head and looked at the title of the book, then turned back, trying hard to chew the fat pieces.

"If I know, I will still eat leftovers here... I will not practice it well, so why should I become an official?"

The surroundings became quiet, and insects were roaring among the weeds. In the light of the bonfire, 6 Liangsheng put down his book and looked at the eight big men who were sleeping soundly over there, and spoke very lightly.

"Master, did you think I did that night right?"

The Toad Taoist seemed to be full, pushed open the pottery bowl and lay down on a small stone pillow, and the frog webbed was placed on another curved short leg.

"A bad guy."

Next to him, the boy lay down with his head on his head, looking at the clear moon in the night sky without blinking.

"... Both parents and brothers are dead. She is still so strong alone, but she suffers such a sin. I can't stand it... I always feel that God shouldn't treat her like that."

Taoist Toad didn't speak. In his vague memory, there seemed to be a girl who lived a strong life, but in the end she was sunk in the river. After so many years, she almost forgot what she looked like.

My thoughts floated for a moment, shook my head, and repeated the sentence just now.

"Good guy!"

6 Liangsheng smiled at the moon, suddenly got up, ran to the donkey cart, searched for a blank scroll, and sat up, watching him lift the easel up by the fire.

"What are you going to do?"

"painting……"

The scroll was spread out on it, and 6 Liangsheng grind the ink he had used before again, picked up the brush, looked at the blank scroll, and recalled the woman in white dress in the mist of the night in his mind.

The tip of the pen gently tapped on it...

Taoist Toad yawned, and looked at the young man's eyes focused. He waved his pen and ink with a smile on his lips, shook his head, and lay down again.

Wolf howling sounded at the foothills in the distance.

The flames gradually became smaller, and the figure who was painting ink for a long time before stopping. In the faint firelight, the blank scroll was filled with a beautiful woman flying in the gauze, which was lifelike.

Finally, the word "Red" is placed in the lower left corner.

6 Liangsheng had just finished his pen and was quite satisfied with the painting. After watching it for a while, fatigue came. He lay back next to the Toad Taoist and fell asleep.

The moon in the night sky is gradually covered by clouds.

The wind blew across the forest, and a whistle sound came from the sound. The flames of the burning dead branches were shining with a light blue color. They fell down and mist gradually appeared around them.

A figure floated from the fog.

Among the eight people who were sleeping soundly, someone was awakened by cold. Liu Qing rubbed his eyes and sat up. He saw the erratic figure so scared that his face turned pale. He suddenly lay back and poked Liu Pan next to him with his hand.

"Old Pan, that evil ghost is here!"

6Peng woke up by him, held up half of his body, squinted his eyes and looked at the direction he pointed.

"What the hell is here...Oh!"

The words suddenly changed, and he quickly closed his mouth, fell back with a slight slightest, closed his eyes: "Don't look, go to bed."

"Where can I sleep? Will she inhale our yang energy?"

"God knows!"

6 Pan felt something floating past his head, and his eyes were so scared that he closed his eyes. He pinched 6 Qing's face with his hand and broke it hard outside.

"Old Pan, you bastard." Liu Qing was also willing to be outdone and took it to him.

However, a faint feeling of fatigue came and the two of them fell asleep.

Stopped not far apart, the beautiful figure slowly landed on the ground without any sound, and bowed to the sleeping figure over there.
Chapter completed!