Ping'an Town belongs to Ping'an County, and is the most basic unit, and the township, pavilion, and alongside, but the chief official is not in the official position, and is not in the grade.

And in such an ancient world, the transportation is inconvenient, unless there is a major event to report, otherwise the following Tingxiang and county offices are only reported twice a year.

And Chen Yuan of Ping'an Town only heard about it, but never went there.

But the name made him feel a little inexplicably familiar.

"Brother Zhao, have you ever been to this Ping'an Town?"

On horseback, Chen Yuan turned his head and asked.

"I came here a few years ago, and a very evil thing happened in Ping'an Town, and Huang Zhutou personally brought people to investigate, but unfortunately nothing was found out in the end."

"Evil?"

Chen Yuan became a little interested.

"Yes, in a relatively remote village in Ping'an Town, twenty-three households, all missing, that was a big case a few years ago."

"Didn't find any traces?"

"No, the village is too remote and rarely communicates with people outside..."

"Did the Demon Dao Demon do it?"

"I don't know, there are no clues, and in the end, I have to stop it." Zhao Ning shook his head slightly.

It lasted two hours, and it was almost noon, Chen Yuan, Zhao Ning and a few white servants finally arrived in Ping'an Town, and Zhao Ning took Chen Yuan to find the home of the chief official Liu Laosan.

Although he is not in the grade, Liu Laosan's power in Ping'an Town is really not small, his family is well-off, and he is wearing good fabrics, which are completely different from the coarse linen clothes on the people.

"Who is this?" Liu Laosan arched his hand at Zhao Ning and looked at Chen Yuan with a smile on his face.

"This is the catch of the company that joined last year, Chen Yuan... This is Liu Sanye..."Zhao Ning said with a smile.

"What is Third Master Liu, just call Lao Liu quickly." Liu Laosan waved his hand.

Chen Yuan smiled.

"How can the two of you have the leisure to come to my Ping'an Town today, but what do the county commanders command?" Liu Laosan asked tentatively.

Chen Yuan and Zhao Ning glanced at each other and said in a low voice:

"We're here to check on some fugitives, and the county lieutenant is furious and has thoroughly investigated all the township pavilions in the county, so... The two of us were sent to Ping'an Town. ”

"I see..."Liu Laosan's face was relaxed.

As long as it's not for him.

"The two of you are tired of catching fast boats and cars, so it's better to rest here first."

"Then it's a nuisance..."

......

After pushing the cup and changing the lamp for a while, Liu Laosan's cheeks began to redden, and his voice was a little drunk, staggering, pulling Chen Yuan and saying:

"Brother Chen, you...."

"Brother Liu, has anything unusual happened in Ping'an Town recently?" Chen Yuan asked softly, as for Zhao Ning, he was already lying on the table unconscious.

"Something unusual... Let me think about it, it seems that there is not... Hey, by the way, Mr. and Mrs. Chen died three days ago... Endure... It's wicked..."

Liu Laosan burped and said intermittently.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuan became a little interested.

"They..."

Chen Yuan frowned, and left Liu Laosan's house alone, wanting to go to Lao Chen's house to investigate.

According to Liu Laosan, Lao Chen and his wife worked diligently on weekdays and did not provoke anyone, but they died mysteriously three days ago on the night.

It was like being buried in the ground for a long time, becoming a dry corpse, some people took a look, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to close their eyes for a day and a night, and their bodies are still parked at home, and few people dare to approach.

After inquiring a few idlers in the town, Chen Yuan found the old Chen's home in a hurry.

It was a very dilapidated courtyard, the door was tightly closed, and the couplets from previous years were still pasted on the door, but it had completely faded, and when the wind blew, it seemed to fall off.

"Knock knock..."

Chen Yuan held the long knife at his waist with one hand and knocked lightly on the door with the other.

Although Lao Chen Tou died, Chen Yuan learned from Liu Laosan that they also had a fourteen or fifteen-year-old son who had not left the house for a few days.

When Chen Yuan wanted to ask again, Liu Laosan didn't move.

No one dared to go to his house to help, and everyone in the town said that his family had provoked evil spirits and was sucked dry, and now the evil cult is still in their home.

Even if someone wants to help out of the friendship of the neighborhood, they don't have the courage to do so.

"Rustle..."

There was a faint sound of rubbing coming from the small courtyard.

"Squeak..."

The door was pulled open from the inside, and a teenager appeared in front of Chen Yuan's eyes.

The boy was a young man, with a white hat tied to his head and a linen-colored cloth robe with a few conspicuous patches on the robe.

The young man's face was calm, there were clear eyes under his thick eyebrows, the whole person looked a little resolute, and he was holding a cropped paper figure in his hand.

"Is there something wrong?" The boy asked calmly.

Chen Yuan frowned, there had been such a great change in his family, but a teenager shouldn't be so calm, as if what happened in his family was not a funeral.

"This arrests Chen Yuan, to investigate the death of your parents." Chen Yuan whispered.

The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked up at Chen Yuan and whispered:

"Please come in."

Chen Yuan walked into the small courtyard with a flat face, and looked at the small courtyard carefully, it was very simple, not surprising, but there were some sawdust piled up in the courtyard.

"What is this for?"

"Make a coffin for my mom and dad."

"You're still doing this at a young age?" Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

"I've learned before..."

"What's your name?" Chen Yuan asked.

The young man was silent for a long time, bowed his head and said:

"My father and mother have called me safe..."

"Ping'an, Chen Ping'an!!"

Chen Yuan muttered to himself, why is it called Chen Ping'an now?

Well?

Why use it?

"Your father and mother seem to want you to be safe."

Chen Ping'an didn't answer, returned to the hut, and continued to sharpen the sawdust with his tools, trying to make up the last plank.

Chen Yuan walked into the hut, and what appeared in front of him was a large coffin, with many flaws on it, and the most important coffin roof was missing, and a faint smell of corpses escaped.

Chen Ping'an rubbed the wooden board expressionlessly, looked around at Chen Yuan, without any curiosity, and did not cry to find out the truth for his father.

Chen Yuan covered his nose lightly and leaned forward, two withered corpses, their eyes wide with hideous faces, as if they had encountered great fear before they died.

Using a knife to gently pick up the coarse cloth covering them, Chen Yuan looked at them carefully, but there were no obvious injuries on his body, only a red spot on the back of his neck.

"Why didn't you report to the official?" Chen Yuan asked as he observed.

"Is it useful to report to the officer?" Chen Ping'an did not look up.

"Were you at home on the night your father died?"

"Yes."

"Did you feel anything was wrong?"

"Yes."

Chen Ping'an raised his head and stared at Chen Yuan.

"Where?"

"I'm not dead..."