Fu Xiaotian was very irritable and walked on the way back to Yamen, at this time it was already ugly, that is, one or two o'clock in the morning, now it was quiet, and there were no pedestrians on the road, only Fu Xiaotian and his party.

"Xianggong, are you alright?" Ban Yunyun asked with some concern, after all, Fu Xiaotian at this time looked really in a very bad mood.

As she spoke, Ban Yunyun pulled Fu Xiaotian's arm.

Fu Xiaotian glanced at Ban Yunyun, and then at the few people behind him, "It's okay, it's okay, let's go back quickly, after all, it's already late." ”

Although Fu Xiaotian knew how this killer committed the crime at this time, the murderer was still at a loss. Two people have already died in a row, and if there are still dead people in the next few days, wouldn't the situation be even worse?

Just imagine, one after another dead people, this is the rhythm of driving a big living person crazy.

In this way, the group returned to the yamen without incident, and everyone looked silent. Only Yang Sili, a silly boy, was smiling, still wondering if he wanted to sleep alone tonight? Or continue to follow Zhuge Iron and Steel, a Taoist priest?

"Hey, Uncle Steel, am I going to sleep alone tonight? Is there a maid or something, sleeping with? Yang Sili said with a smile on his face.

However, Zhuge Iron and Steel said coldly: "Thinking beautifully, what, don't you want to sleep with my bad old man?" ”

"Well, it's not, I just feel a little more comfortable with a maid next to me."

As soon as Yang Sili's words fell, Fu Xiaotian turned around and said with an unhappy face: "Young master, this is the yamen, not the Qinglou." You still want a maid, what are you thinking? I love to sleep, I don't want to sleep, let me go to the cell and sleep with these corpses! ”

As soon as Fu Xiaotian's words came out, Yang Sili suddenly didn't dare to speak, and hurriedly grabbed Zhuge Steel's clothes, "I, I'll still sleep with Uncle Steel." ”

Back in the room, Fu Xiaotian was still a little irritable, the kind of irritability that only appeared because of anxiety and panic. Seeing his father-in-law like this, Ban Yunyun didn't speak, and came up directly and hugged him.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Fu Xiaotian got up early, came to the yard, and started morning exercises, of course, just for show. After all, his fist embroidered legs are really weak, and he may be able to knock him down when he encounters some children with relatively strong strength.

A typical scholar's appearance, soft and without any strength. has Ban Yunyun by his side, if Ban Yunyun is not there, it is estimated that he would have died a long time ago.

At this time, Yang Sili and Chen Guoguo also came to the middle of the courtyard, and began to practice under the training of Ban Yunyun. I don't know what's going on, Fu Xiaotian had a terrible dream last night.

In his dream, he dreamed of a puppet with purple eyes, and ran towards Fu Xiaotian with a very terrifying look.

Perhaps, I was frightened recently because of this puppet.

"Today, it's the third day, tonight, it's the third night, if you can't find any clues, then it's really very likely, there will still be dead people tonight." Fu Xiaotian muttered to himself.

Perhaps, it will really die, this is indeed possible.

However, what did Wang Dawei mean by what he said at that time? He's back? Who is he referring to? How can this be explained? ”

Fu Xiaotian really didn't know why he wanted to think about it, and besides, is there any connection between this Wang Dawei and the beater?

There must be some connection in this, but Fu Xiaotian doesn't know at this time.

At this time, Fu Xiaotian summoned all the errands and catchers, and said to them in the front yard of the county office: "I ask you, at night, you must hurry up patrolling, and don't make any mistakes at this time." Two people have died, but be careful. ”

"Especially those who are staring at those singing, don't let them do anything else."

Fu Xiaotian has now set his target on these singers, presumably, as long as he firmly guards these people, there will be no problem.

Soon, the time came to night, and Fu Xiaotian was still taking Ban Yunyun as usual, but at this time, he was with these patrols, staring at the two troupes meticulously.

As it stands, there are no other anomalies, and everything seems to be uneventful. The melodious opera sound accompanied the bustling and noisy crowd, but it made Fu Xiaotian's spirit even more tense.

"I hope there won't be any mess." Fu Xiaotian seemed to be a little weak at this time, and his hands holding Ban Yunyun were a little sweaty.

"Xianggong, are you alright? Don't be nervous, it's time to be a child, and there should be no problem. Ban Yunyun comforted on the side.

Fu Xiaotian looked at the crowd of people around him who had begun to move, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, the opera was over, and the troupe was leaving. As long as his own people are always stationed by the side of these people in the troupe, there should be no accidents.

finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Fu Xiaotian's tense nerves finally eased.

After everyone left, Fu Xiaotian followed Ban Yunyun and them back. However, not long after Fu Xiaotian and the others fell asleep, that is, when Yin Shi, the drum of grievances outside the yamen sounded again.

"Knock knock..."

Because of the violent drumming, these people who had just fallen asleep were awakened.

"Who, that's noisy, who?"

"Damn, uncle, I just fell asleep, which grandson is it?"

"It's so sleepy, Xianggong, what's going on, it's so late, who's going to beat the drums, don't you know if everyone is sleeping now?"

A group of people came to the outside of the yamen, and looked at a maid beating the drum at the door, crying and crying, looking very pitiful.

"Hey, who are you, it's still dark, why are you beating the drum here, and you can't let people sleep!" Da Biaozi stared at him and shouted a little roughly.

The maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted, "My lord, our master is dead!" Go check it out! ”

As soon as these words came out, Fu Xiaotian was directly frozen in place, unable to return to his senses for a long time, this, dead again? This is the third night, is it true that the curse of the puppet for five nights has been fulfilled again?

"Quick, everyone get dressed and hurry to the scene!" Fu Xiaotian hurriedly shouted at everyone.