Seven days later, Huang Hengan was buried, and all the prominent figures in Guobei County went.

"A scourge is dead, and it's still so beautiful?" Lao Hou was a little disdainful after hearing this.

"Old Hou, be cautious." Wang Zhe smiled.

With Huang Hengan's burial, this matter seems to have come to an end.

When the ten-day deadline arrived, the county magistrate scolded them, and the case of Huang Hengan's murder was naturally unsolved.

The case seems to be closed, and life returns to its usual peace.

Points, errands, and exercises are plain and fulfilling.

On this day, after the order, several people followed Zhu Xiao to the captain, and the county lieutenant, who was quite obese, had a gloomy face.

One of the seven catchers followed the county lieutenant on horseback out of the city, walked more than ten miles, tired and parched, and came to a small mountain village near noon.

Two people had already waited at the entrance of the village to see them coming, and hurriedly stepped forward to say a few words to the county lieutenant and help him lead the horse.

"Old Hou, what's wrong with the county lieutenant today?" Wang Zhe said softly.

"How do I know, but judging by his expression, I guess we're busy!" Lao Hou said.

A young villager led the way, and the county lieutenant was in front, and several of them followed behind, along the winding mountain road into the mountains.

The mountains are full of forests, birds chirping in the trees, and clear streams flowing through the mountains.

After a while, they stopped in front of a cemetery.

This is?

Everyone present was stunned, the tomb was opened in front of them, the coffin board was lifted, and the body inside was gone.

Digging people's ancestral graves, what a lot of hatred!

The county lieutenant's expression was even more wide-split.

"Check, check for me, find out who did it, I'm going to peel him off." He roared.

After hearing this, Zhu Xiao, the head catcher on the side, immediately arranged a task for the group of arresters, searched for clues, and was sure to find the tomb robbers and lost corpses as soon as possible.

Wang Zhe and Lao Hou started a group of searches near the tomb.

"Old Hou, who is buried in the tomb, Lord Captain is so angry?"

"Who else, Lord Captain's father. You forgot that his father died last month, and we had to make up some money. Lao Hou said in a low voice.

"No wonder I'm so annoyed, but this thing is a bit weird, ordinary tomb robbers steal the treasures in the tomb at most, and they can't touch the corpse in the coffin, where is the corpse in the coffin?"

"Look for it, it's a big deal this time, we can't find the tomb robbers, let's not think about going back, we can't find a scapegoat, alas, what are you doing?"

I saw Wang Zhe leave the mountain road, come to the barren grass and squat on the ground to look at a footprint in the barren grass, and another footprint appeared in front of him.

"There's something wrong with this footprint."

"Isn't it just footprints, what could be the problem?"

"This should be the traces left by official boots, who will wear official boots in the mountain village?"

"Are you sure?" Lao Hou looked at the junior in front of him suspiciously.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Wang Zhe nodded.

This is the knowledge and ability he has acquired after learning the "art of tracking".

He once learned the "art of tracking" after catching a thief who had previously worked as a catcher in another county.

"Tracing techniques" can be traced by identifying and analyzing footprints, breath, and other traces.

As soon as he saw the fallen grass, he thought that someone might have passed by here, saw the footprints on the ground, and analyzed the size and shape of the grass that were probably left by the official boots.

Also, his nose twitched slightly.

"Old Hou, do you smell anything strange?"

"What does it smell like?" Lao Hou looked dazed.

The stench, the faint rancid smell, like rotten meat.

It was the corpse, the lost corpse that had passed through here.

Wang Zhe followed the footprints all the way forward, and Lao Hou followed. After crossing the mountain range and coming to the back of the mountain, in a mountain col, Wang Zhe suddenly stopped.

"What the hell did you kid find?" Lao Hou gasped.

He felt that the junior in front of him today seemed to have suddenly changed a person.

Wang Zhe looked at the blood on the ground and some fur, squatted down and took a closer look.

As I continued to follow the footprints, the smell of fishy smell became heavier and heavier. Wang Zhe looked ahead, and under the cover of the woods and wild grass at the back of the mountain, a cave could be faintly seen.

Wang Zhe's eyes closed slightly, and he looked at Lao Hou with the "method of looking at qi", only to see black gas floating out of the black hole.

There's something inside!

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the mountain above.

"Something!"

Ah, a scream.

"Youkai!"

Sand, sand, sand, there was a noise in the woods, and it seemed that something was running in this direction.

Wang Zhe stared at the forest, looking at the swaying wild grass, but there was no human figure, he quickly pulled out his waist knife, and the old marquis on the side also pulled out the knife when he saw this.

"Ah Zhe, what's it, why didn't I see it?" Lao Hou was very nervous.

"I don't know what it is, it's not human anyway!"

Wang Zhe had already seen a black qi in the Shunlin approaching them with the method of looking at qi, the speed was extremely fast, and there was still a bit of blood in the black qi.

"What?!" Lao Hou's face changed greatly after hearing this.

"Ah Zhe, don't fight so hard for a while, it's important to save your life." Lao Hou was so frightened that he was trembling, and he didn't forget to remind Wang Zhe.

Well, Wang Zhe nodded, stared at the woods in front of him, and adjusted his breathing slightly.

"It's coming!" He let out a low growl.

Well, a black shadow came out of the grass, blue and black, with a head like a dog, a face like a ghost, a palm like a human foot, long claws, and a fishy wind.

Seeing the two of them blocking the way, he opened his mouth to show his fangs and let out a strange roar.

"What is this?!" Lao Hou was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, the whole person stood there stunned as if he had lost his soul.

The monster jumped up and opened its mouth to bite.

It's over, Lao Hou has closed his eyes.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Zhe pushed him away.

With a flash of light, blood splattered, and the monster swooped into the forest and disappeared.

Lao Hou collapsed to the ground, hissing, exhaling, panting heavily, obviously frightened.

Wang Zhe stared at the direction of the cave with his knife, and the black qi in it was no worse than the monster just now.

At this time, the ancient book appeared again, appeared in front of Wang Zhe, shining brightly, turning a blank page, and a few lines of words appeared on it again.

"Ghost-faced badgers, mountain spirits, like to eat human flesh, kill eight people, eat five people. Punished. Award, a grain of the spirit Nedan. ”

He had an extra round bead the size of a peanut in his hand, which was a little cool in his hand.

"Dead, is it so easy?" Wang Zhe turned his head and glanced at the mountains and forests.

At this time, Wang Zhe realized that it was not only the wicked who killed the wicked, but also the mountain spirits.

In this way, the "road" becomes wider.