County office.

Zhou Cheng, the county lord, is hugging his newly married concubine and drinking a little wine, you are strong and I am strong, Lang is a concubine, and envy others.

The concubine is a Qing man with red sleeves in Deyang Fucheng, and she spent a lot of silver on the county master, which is seven or eight thousand taels, which is almost half of the tax and silver income in the entire county.

But this is not worth mentioning compared to the mood of the county lord.

Knock knock.

I was shocked to hear that the drum was being struck violently, and the sound was as sudden as a heavy rain.

Zhou Cheng also seemed to be drenched in heavy rain, and his desire disappeared without a trace. He pushed away the concubine and scolded and shouted, "These Diao people, can't you let Master Ben rest for a while?"

"Ascension!"

With Zhou Cheng's shout, the word "Shengtang" came and went one after another like a pyramid scheme.

"Ascension!"

"Ascension!"

"Ascension!"

In the main hall of the county ya, the white tiger and green dragon are lined up, and the county lord is wearing a black official uniform and a winged official hat, which is very majestic.

He slapped the shocked wood and shouted, "Ascend!"

The officials on both sides tapped the red and black water and fire sticks in unison, and shouted unevenly: "Might...... Wu ......"

Old Man Zhou knelt on the ground, his expression was gray, and he had an expression of sadness more than death. He was not moved by the scene in front of him, and the county lord's pretentiousness was all thrown to the blind man.

"Who is kneeling in the hall?"

"Xiaomin Zhou Laohan. ”

"If you have any grievances, come from the truth. ”

Old Man Zhou's expression was miserable, "My lord, Xiaomin has a son named Zhou Feng, who is twenty-six years old this year, and he finally got a daughter-in-law. Last night was a big wedding, and the candles in the cave room ......"

Zhou Laohan sentence by sentence, the dry narrative gradually unfolded.

"My wife and I listened to it outside the door, and the sound of squirming was panicking......"

Although it was in the county office, above the public court, Zhou Cheng actually broke out a fine sweat. The two classes of officials also looked left and right, as if they were looking for a way to escape.

Although Zhou Cheng was scared, this matter was really terrifying, and he couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"

Old Man Zhou's expression was blank, he ignored Zhou Cheng's inquiry, and said to himself: "I really couldn't help it, I knocked on the door, the room was quiet, and there was no sound." ”

"There was no movement in the marriage bed, and the curtain was dead and silent. ”

I lifted the curtain. ”

Above the county government hall, there was silence. Everyone held their breath and waited for Zhou Laohan to reveal the answer.

Old man Zhou, bowed his head, "The bed is empty, only my son's bloody head." ”

Zhou Cheng touched the startling wood, and his arm trembled slightly.

He plucked up his courage and said, "So it is your daughter-in-law who ate your son, leaving only one head." ”

Zhou Laohan said: "The old man doesn't know, please make a decision." ”

"Monsters eat people, it's not up to this official to call the shots, come and transfer this case to the Hanging Sword Division. ”

"Bang dang!"

Shocked by the wood, Zhou Cheng shouted: "Retreat!"

"Wei ...... Wu ......"

Amid the uneven cheers, the officials ran out as if they had been amnestied.

Walking into the sun, the officials felt a little alive, "Oops, the fuck almost scared Lao Tzu to death." Lao Tzu didn't dare to go home tonight. ”

"Ding San, you don't want to face your yellow-faced mother-in-law for a dog day. ”

"Gan, are you a roundworm in Lao Tzu's stomach? Donghuanglou walked up, Lao Tzu has saved private money for a few months, and today he must touch Aunt Hong's little tender hand. ”

"Hey......

A group of officials looked at each other's lewd smiles on each other's faces, suddenly snorted, and walked away with their shoulders hooked.

Old man Zhou walked alone, walked to the door of the county hall, looked at the stone lions on both sides, and only felt chills. But he had a hint of relief.

"Hanging Sword Division. Old man Zhou muttered to himself and left.

The Hanging Sword Division has a good reputation among the people, and is regarded as the patron saint of mankind. And in the Demon Clan, the Hanging Sword Division is something more annoying than a dog.

As the so-called hero of the other side, my enemy, this is the case.

............

Hanging Sword Division

Du Lengqiu looked at the dossier with a serious expression.

"Strange, what kind of monster is this? Why do you have to become a bride and eat the groom, could it be that the black widow has become a sperm?"

He tapped his head, "I remember that Haizhou seems to have a similar dossier. He walked to the place where the files were arranged, and the shelves were lined up like a forest.

It looks like a library, and it's daunting.

Du Lengqiu laughed dryly twice and shouted, "Dong Shu." ”

A white-bearded old man emerged from the void with a flattering smile on his face, "Little old man is here." What does the master command?"

Dong Shu is a book demon, and it couldn't be easier to deal with books.

"Check the files in Haizhou, is there a record similar to the bride eating the groom?"

Dong Shu was dressed in a green coat and a small hat, a typical servant, he had already been properly cleaned up by Du Lengqiu, and he felt abnormal.

"Little Lao'er took the order. ”

With a flick of his fingers, Dong Shu's body turned into a crystal clear water-colored streamer, which disappeared into the group of books on the bookshelf.

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

After only three breaths, the streamer changed, and Dong Shu reappeared.

"Master, I've found out. ”

"Thirty years ago, there were 23 similar cases in Haizhou. ”

"Twenty years ago, there were 33 similar cases in Yunzhou. ”

"Ten years ago, there were 18 such cases in Manzhou. ”

Du Lengqiu touched his chin and thought thoughtfully, "Didn't the Hanging Sword Division come to a conclusion before?"

"Nope. ”

"The scene is extremely clean, not even demonic. In fact, many patrols of the Hanging Sword Division have concluded that this is a vendetta, or that people in the rivers and lakes are killing innocents indiscriminately. ”

Du Lengqiu was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "There is no demonic energy, how is this possible?"

"No matter from that point of view, this must be a monster haunt, otherwise ask them to ask Pu Songling. ”

Rao is Dong Shu is well-informed, and he has read all A, no, he has read all the books, and he has never heard of this name.

As a book demon, this can't be endured.

He endured it and endured it, and finally couldn't help asking: "Master, who is this Pu Songling? ”

Du Lengqiu laughed, "Pu Songling, a monster expert, a professional writer, and a part-time poet." ”

Dong Shu listened to it and was in awe.

"Poet, that's amazing. ”

Du Lengqiu muttered to himself, "It seems that I need to go to the scene to check it out." ”

After that, he put his left hand behind his back and said in a very gentlemanly manner: "I wonder if the butterfly girl is interested in going to see the crime scene together?"

On the scabbard behind his back, a colorful butterfly was dancing with its light wings. Hearing this, the butterflies fluttered, the colored light scattered, and turned into a charming beauty.

The colorful skirt is flying, which is brighter and more moving than the sunset.

"I didn't expect to follow Brother Qiu and see such a vast world, there are really surprises everywhere. ”