The torrential rain is still falling, although the momentum is not as strong as in previous days, at least it is still heavy rain.

At this rate, flooding will occur within a few days.

Most of the shops in Jinling City are closed, and the smell of rain mixed with dirt fills the air.

Even though I was wearing a hat and a coat, I still couldn't avoid getting wet in such a heavy rain.

When I came to Jinyiwei, my coat was basically wet.

Zhengyang Street looks to have been renovated, and the original messy and dilapidated streets have become clean and tidy.

On the street stood the guards of the brocade guards, dressed in black uniforms with their headbands dome.

I walked to the corner of the street, and the Jinyi Guard's people stopped me, "This is the Jinyi Guard's Soul Exploration Division, and idle people are not allowed to enter." ”

I replied to him, "My name is Nanjiu, and I'm here to find Nanya." ”

The guard immediately became respectful, "It turned out to be the ninth prince, the small one has eyes and no beads, and I hope that the ninth prince will forgive his sins, the ninth prince please." ”

I waved my hand and told him that there was nothing wrong, and then I went to Chengfu to find Nanya.

Officialdom is basically like this, and I'm used to it.

When I came to the door of Chengfu, I saw that the plaque had been turned into a "Soul Exploration Division". The two guards standing at the door were the same chasing wind and hunting shadows I had seen before.

When the two of them saw me coming, they bowed their hands one after another, "See the Ninth Prince." ”

"Excuse me, what about Nanya?" I waved my hand. I basically don't call Brother Nanya, even in front of Nanya, I never call Brother I. When I was a child, I shouted, but then Nan Ya and I only met once a year, and slowly stopped shouting.

"Nanda is conducting an autopsy in the hospital, Ninth Prince, please."

I nodded and entered the courtyard. Chasing the wind and hunting the shadow give me the feeling that it is deeply hidden, I have heard that the master of Jinyi Wei is like a cloud before, and what he said has been true recently.

Nan Ya was conducting an autopsy in the pavilion in the courtyard, still wearing a red flying fish suit, but this time he was not covered with swords. The last time I saw him, I forgot to count how many of them there were, and I don't know if he has gathered the top ten famous swords in the world.

I walked into the gazebo, took off my robe, and looked closely at the corpse of a man lying on the stone table.

It looks like he just died in the past two days, and the way he died was the same as I had seen before, with three claw marks on his chest, and the wound was black, and he was also poisoned by the corpse.

Nan Ya said that it was an autopsy, but in fact, he simply looked at it, and then ordered someone to carry the body down.

"Sit down."

I sat down, and as he poured me a drink, he asked, "How are you doing?" ”

"I've basically learned everything."

"Now what do you think of that corpse?"

I frowned and thought about it, but I still couldn't figure out why. The box of books that Uncle Shi gave me recorded a lot of strange monsters and zombies, but none of them matched.

"Can't think of it." I shook my head slightly.

"I can't think of it, the claws are like cats but not cats, and corpse poison is not corpse poison. Hurting people but not sucking blood, not eating meat, sounds more like a fierce beast raised by people.

The smell could not be tracked, no one could be found, and the murderer seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. In the past seven days, seven people were killed in the same way, and these seven people were all members of the Cheng family's genealogy.

What exactly the murderer wants to do. Nan Ya's brows furrowed, I rarely saw him so serious.

However, Jinyiwei and the six doors have already come to Jinling City, but they have not found any trace of the murderer, is it true that they have seen the hell?

"Isn't the murderer for the Tiangang compass?" I asked Nan Ya again.

Nan Ya shook his head, "If it was, you should have come to me a long time ago." These days, the people who come to the door are full of small characters who are not in the stream. ”

"Oh...... There's something wrong with this rain, right? "I want to remind Nan Ya that the most critical thing in front of me is the flood, and the matter of finding the murderer can be put aside first.

After all, the murderer only kills people related to the Cheng family, but in the event of a flood, thousands of people will suffer.

Nan Ya picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, "Enemy." ”

"Huh?" I don't understand what Nan Ya means by that.

"Someone used the technique of praying for rain, it has been raining for seven days, it is time to stop, and it is time for people to appear."

"Who?" The more Nan Ya said that I was more confused.

"Two years ago, I caught a child trafficker who specialized in child trafficking, and later learned that he was working for the Spiritualists. The Spiritualist Cult specializes in using children as sacrifices and practicing evil arts.

I led someone to pacify them, but I didn't know that the person who founded the Spiritualist Sect was the younger brother of the elder of the Xiangxi Corpse Chasing Sect. He had just been released from the prison of the Criminal Department a month earlier, and when he counted, he had arrived in Jinling almost seven days earlier. This technique of praying for rain is a spell of the corpse chaser faction.

When they chase the corpses, they want to speed up the speed so that the zombies can also travel during the day. He developed this technique of praying for rain, so that the dark clouds covered the sun. Before the unification of the Xiangxi Corpse Chasing Sect, there were many corpse chasers, and the incidents of snatching corpses from each other occurred from time to time.

And the rain will aggravate the yin qi between heaven and earth, and some powerful corpse chasers will use the technique of praying for rain to increase the strength of zombies, and deal with those who rob zombies by controlling zombies.

Jinling has not seen the sun and moon for seven days, and it has rained heavily, and the yin qi has reached the extreme. If I'm not mistaken, he'll come to the door with a bunch of zombies later. ”

After Nan Ya finished speaking, I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked again, "You mean...... Waiting for a bunch of zombies to come for you? ”

"Don't worry, Jiu'er, you've grown up, it's time to see the world. You'll just sit there and watch the play later. After Nan Ya finished speaking, he ran in to report to the wind, "My lord, the person has arrived." ”

"Let him come in, you all stay away from Cheng Mansion for a mile, strictly guard, and no one is allowed to come in."

"Subordinates take orders!"

After Nan Ya finished speaking, he sat down and poured me wine.

I didn't know what to say for a while, my mind was already chaotic enough, but now it became even more chaotic.

I've heard of corpse herding and know that they make a living by carrying corpses. However, they are all dead corpses, how can they move zombies?

And it is recorded in the books given by Uncle Shi that the zombies that can appear during the day are called flying zombies at the lowest level, walking like flying, killing people invisibly.

The high-end ones are even more terrifying.

If the corpse chasing sect elder really came over with a group of flying zombies after a while, I'm afraid it would ......

I don't know why, I was a little panicked.

The rain gradually subsided, and in less than a cup of tea, it stopped completely. However, the sky was still cloudy, and it was more gloomy than when it rained, and the ground was much darker.

Nan Ya was drinking to himself, picked up the wine bowl and put it to his lips and took a sip, and suddenly frowned, "It's here!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a bronze coffin suddenly flew in at the door!

The speed was extremely fast, and he ran towards me and Nanya.

I was just about to get up and run, Nan Ya stood up, stretched out his right hand, and with a "bang", he grabbed the bronze coffin steadily. Then he walked to the middle of the courtyard with the bronze coffin in one hand, and slammed it on the ground, shaking the surrounding houses to the ground.

At this time, an old voice came from outside the courtyard, "What a Nanya, it really deserves its name!" ”