"Who?"

After hearing the sound outside the door, Liang En asked vigilantly, and at the same time, his hand grasped the high-voltage electric baton hidden in his sleeve. At the same time, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang also tightened their grip on the pitchfork and the flat pole respectively.

It's 8 p.m., a time when nightlife has just begun for modern people, and it's also when night markets are still open in some of the world's biggest cities.

That's right, because the current Great Song Dynasty claims to be the heir of the former Song Dynasty, it naturally continued in many policies, such as not suppressing commerce like the Ming Dynasty in another world.

Therefore, there is no restriction on the hours and locations of business here, whether it is the cart hawking along the street or the brightly lit night market.

The only thing that is strictly controlled is the commercial tax, there is a strict commercial tax policy, and there is even a small official from Jiupin in the yamen who is responsible for this matter with a group of officials.

But night markets are not available everywhere, and the local market is too narrow for a small county like Yuanhe County, so that if you open a night market, you won't make enough money for lamp oil.

Therefore, as long as it gets dark in Yuanhe County, people will hardly go out, and no one will come to knock on the door at this time.

"It's me, old Wangtou, the county has ordered me to ask you something now."

After a few seconds of silence, a voice older than Uncle Zhang came from the door.

Lao Wang is the husband on this street, and sometimes he also helps to post official notices or something, so after hearing what the other party said and confirming the identity of the other party, Uncle Zhang planned to step forward and open the door.

"Don't move!"

At this time, Liang En grabbed Uncle Zhang and shook his head, and then shouted outside the door: "It's getting late today, and there are still female relatives in the house who are inconvenient to open the door, can't you say anything through the door?" ”

"Do you dare to disobey the county order? Open the door! Open the door! ”

After hearing Liang En's rejection, the man at the door, who claimed to be the old king's head, suddenly became irritable and began to knock hard, but after knocking a few times, he stopped inexplicably, and no matter how much he asked, he didn't answer.

The sudden change in the situation outside the door caught the people in the courtyard a little off guard, and the three of them stood there looking at each other, not knowing what was going on now.

"Childe, or the old servant will go-"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Uncle Zhang clenched the pitchfork in his hand and walked towards the door, but as soon as he raised his foot, he heard a "bang-" sound, and then a black shadow shot out from the crack in the door.

"!" Looking at the black shadow flying towards him, Liang En subconsciously raised his right hand and turned on the switch of the electric baton at the same time.

"Crackle—"

In the next moment, Liang En saw the electric baton in his hand collide with the black mist, and then released several blue-white currents that submerged into the surrounding black mist.

"Ahh

A piercing scream echoed through the courtyard, causing everyone in the courtyard to look pained. But Liang En found that the fog that was like thick ink was much darker after being whipped with an electric baton.

After realizing that the guy in front of him seemed to be restrained by the electric baton in his hand, Liang En endured the headache caused by the scream just now, and then held the electric baton in both hands and stabbed out at the black mist floating in mid-air.

The electricity erupted in the black mist again, causing the remaining black mist to twist and scream. However, Liang En did not let go, but gritted his teeth and endured the invasion of wave after wave of screams.

As the electricity continued to swim away, the black mist became thinner and thinner, and the struggles and screams became quieter and quieter, and finally after a glass-like cracking sound, the black mist completely dissipated into the air.

At the same time, two gadgets fell out of the mist and landed on the ground, making two noises.

"It's finally over." Seeing that the courtyard was quiet again, Liang En breathed a long sigh of relief. "I just want to pour something and sell it for money, why is it getting more complicated now?"

......

At the moment when the black mist was completely dispersed by the electricity on the electric baton, in a temple made of messy bones on a mountain in the netherworld outside Yuanhe County, the blue flame on an oil lamp shook a few times and then went out.

"Another one—rice buckets, all of them are a bunch of rice buckets!"

After the ice-blue oil lamp next to him went out, the huge black shadow sitting on the seat in the center of the hall slapped the bull-headed skeleton on the armrest of the seat and stood up in a rage.

"Look, look for it, everyone will find it for me at once!"

In the next moment, countless black shadows flew out from various parts of the Bone Palace, and then flew in all directions.

......

Liang En naturally didn't know about the changes that had taken place in the netherworld, and after the battle, he was counting the gains of his battle at this time.

Except for a black transparent bead the size of a soybean and a black wood chip the size of an index finger that fell from the black mist just now, his biggest gain this time was related to the small copper tripod in his soul.

After extinguishing the black smoke, a small pool of silver liquid like mercury suddenly appeared in the originally empty small dome in his mind, which was composed of three drops of silver liquid.

"Two Realms? The essence of luck? ”

Through the information transmitted by the copper tripod, Liang En knew the name of the tripod and the name of the liquid contained in the belly of the tripod, but it was limited to that.

In the literal sense of the word, this thing has to do with fate.

But he didn't have a clue how to get this thing and what it could do, so he took out the prepared meat from the room and threw it to the yellow eel that had been hiding behind the water tank just now, and didn't figure out how to throw the meat between the yellow eel and the wellhead.

However, because he was distracted, he didn't notice the yellow eel, but his eyes were full of human gratitude.

Maybe it's because of the special power involved just now, and no one found out about it after tossing around the yard for a long time just now, which can be regarded as saving them the trouble of explaining to the people around them.

"Young master, how did you know that the person who called the door just now was not the old king?"

After finishing these tasks, Uncle Zhang, who had barely gotten rid of the negative state saved by the black fog scream just now, asked with some curiosity.

"Actually, it's quite understandable." Liang En looked at Uncle Zhang and smiled, "I believe that under any normal circumstances, the county will not directly find a watchman to tell things." ”

"Then what if the county lord has anything to do with the old king, and then casually ask to analyze it?" As an old man who has experienced a lot of things, Uncle Zhang is obviously still a little uneasy about the whole thing.

In these years, the county magistrates often went to other places to take office, so when they took office, they would bring some relatives of villagers as helpers, and these helpers would often be appointed as long-term followers and husbands.

"No, if the old king really has any special relationship with the county order, he won't come out in the middle of the night to play the watch, wouldn't it be better to watch the door at the county office."

Liang shook his head and signaled that there was no need to be nervous, and then walked to his bedroom.

"It's late today, and this happened again, so you guys should go to bed quickly, and the yard will be cleaned tomorrow—"