Chapter 124

"-Your Excellency."

Zhang Chuanshi didn't expect his palm to be so powerful, and as soon as the rest of the words were finished, after seeing Yu Weide fall to the ground, he finally realized what had happened, and his eyes trembled suddenly, and he raised his voice and shouted:

"Your Excellency!"

This shout was mixed with a trill, and I knew that it was powerful.

He hurriedly retreated behind Zhao Fusheng.

As soon as the master saw Yu Weide fall to the ground, he immediately shouted:

"Dead!"

When the crowd who had been disturbed by Yu Weide's knocking sound heard this, they also understood that something was wrong, and everyone turned their heads and saw Yu Weide who fell to the ground, so they all subconsciously shouted:

"Killed! Killed! ”

Zhang Chuanshi didn't want to 'kill' someone with one palm, he was panicked and afraid, and he regretted that he wanted to reach out and hit himself in the mouth:

"Let you be in the limelight! Let you be in the limelight! ”

He was really afraid that Vader would die.

But I hope very darkly that this old man is just touching porcelain, trying to win everyone's attention.

The Yu family has a head and face in Wan'an County, and the old man is full of children and grandchildren, if he dies in his own hands, I am afraid that the Yu family will not give up.

The only way to do this is that as long as Zhao Fusheng is willing to protect him, the Yu family will not be a problem.

Zhang Chuanshi figured this out, and hurriedly weakened his legs, and knelt down with a 'bang':

"Your Excellency has wronged—"

"He, he's touching me, Yu Weide is already old and decrepit, and he is shaking when he walks, I, I saw that his Yin Tang was black today, so I calculated that he was wrong, and I didn't expect to deliberately touch me."

Zhang Chuanshi wailed loudly:

"I just watched him fall into evil and wanted to help him sober up!"

"I'm so badly injured, how much strength do I have to hit someone? Why did you just beat people to death? Not really! Not really! ”

He was afraid that if he spoke slowly, he would have a black pot on his back, so before Zhao Fusheng could speak, he shouted loudly:

"I don't think this Yu Weide is dead, maybe it's pretending, the adult asked me to pinch others, I don't believe that he can't wake up!"

At this time, Zhang Chuanshi learned to be obedient.

He didn't dare to do it rashly, and he hoped to borrow Zhao Fusheng's excuse.

Otherwise, Vader's lips will be broken, and the Yu family will not be able to make trouble with him?

A squire who had a good relationship with Yu Weide glared at him when he heard Zhang Chuanshi's words.

But while everyone was flustered, there was a hint of happiness in their eyes.

Although it was a little unkind, the moment Yu Weide was knocked to the ground by Zhang Chuanshi, the disturbing and heart-pounding sound stopped instantly.

While everyone was secretly rejoicing, suddenly there seemed to be a faint knocking sound in everyone's ears.

'Bell, bell, bell-'

As soon as this voice came out, everyone suddenly exploded!

'Wow! ’

Not only Pang Zhixian and the others gasped, but Zhao Fusheng felt that the cold hairs on his back stood on end the moment he heard the sound of percussion.

"Who? Who's still knocking? ”

Pang Zhixian asked in horror.

At this time, everyone's hearts were palpitating and terrifying, and the happiest one belonged to Zhang Chuanshi.

He raised his head and asked happily:

"Did Yu Weide wake up?"

Unfortunately, Yu Weide did not wake up.

He slumped to the ground, his crutches falling far from his body, and the sound of the knock was not coming from his crutches.

It's not Yuweide, where did this knocking sound come from?

While everyone was in shock, someone suddenly murmured, "It's dark—"

The voice was like a signal, and many people trembled.

"It's Dark......"

"It's dark."

Recently, the whole city of Wan'an County after dark heard the sound of chisels, and two nights later, as most of the people in their homes followed the inexplicable knocking on things as if they had lost their spirits, everyone was extremely afraid of such a 'bell' sound.

From Zhao Fusheng's carriage stopping in front of the gate of the Demon Division in Wan'an County, to the crowd surrounding her into the Demon Division, sitting down and talking for less than two quarters of an hour, it was still early before, and it was already like night in an instant.

I can't see my fingers outside.

Tonight's darkness came quickly and suddenly, outside Fan Bi shouted for people to light the lantern, and Fan Wuxu shouted loudly:

"Don't try to steal your gold, you'll chop off your hands."

“……”

Obviously in such a tense and weird atmosphere, Fan Wusu suddenly worried about Zhao Fusheng's silver.

The conversation between the two brothers was very incompatible with the atmosphere at this time, but it strangely solved the hidden worries in Zhang Chuanshi's heart.

The strange color in the old man's big eyes flashed quickly, and he winced and looked up at Zhao Fusheng, and he already heard the sound of chiseling outside.

The sound was faint at first, and it took a long time to sound, but in an instant it had been beaten rhythmically, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

"Your Excellency!"

Pang Zhixian took a deep breath, and the familiar, scalp tingling sensation reappeared quickly and quickly with the sound of chiselling.

"That's—that's the voice—"

"Don't panic."

Zhao Fusheng waved his hand:

"Things have to be solved one by one."

When everyone was almost frightened by the sudden dark night and the sound of percussion, Zhao Fusheng's composure and calmness were like a needle in the turbulent tide for the anxious people.

Zhang Chuanshi, who was still kneeling on the ground and crying before, didn't need Zhao Fusheng to scold, and immediately stopped crying.

"Now the most important thing is to confirm whether Yu Weide is dead."

Zhao Fusheng said in a deep voice.

The ghost case in Wan'an County came quickly and bizarrely.

The ghost didn't show up, and quietly caused Vader to fall to the ground, which was really terrifying and fierce.

With her words, Zhang Chuanshi was relieved, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and walked a few steps, knelt beside Yu Weide, and put the soul book in his arms before reaching out to probe his neck.

He is in the coffin business and has some experience in identifying how long people die.

At this time, the neck is warm, and the most important thing is that there is an artery in the neck beating 'abruptly'.

When Zhang Chuanshi saw this scene, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "My lord, he is not dead!" ”

Once it was confirmed that the person was not dead, he was suddenly not afraid, and held up Vader's upper body and supported the back of his head with one arm.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chuanshi stretched out his finger and pinched it hard above Vader's lips.

The old man was sinister, and his nails were long, and when he pinched them, he pinched out a deep scar on the old squire's lips, and drowned all his long nails.

"Ahh

Yu Weide, who had fallen to the ground as if he had died, felt a sharp pain in his heart in a drowsy state, and then screamed, his eyelashes trembling.

'Whew. Zhang Chuanshi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said excitedly:

"My lord, I knew he was pretending."

'Bell-bell-'

The sound of percussion was incessant, and it still rang in everyone's ears.

When everyone first heard that Yu Weide was not dead and was woken up by Zhang Chuanshi's fingernails, they were all relieved.

But with the chiseling sound of this 'bell' sounding again, the strings in everyone's hearts were instantly tightened again.

Zhang Chuanshi didn't think about it at first, but when he heard the two chiseling blows of 'bell, bell', he suddenly shook his body, let out a strange scream, and pushed the old squire to the ground like a plague god.

With a loud bang, Yu Weide was pushed out.

Not only that, Zhang Chuanshi even stretched out his legs and kicked two feet in a row, and at the end of the ghost crying wolf howl, he crawled to Zhao Fusheng's side and shouted:

"Help, sir!"

Zhao Fusheng's pupils shrank, knowing that Zhang Chuanshi must have discovered something.

He was up close to Vader, and at first he didn't squeak until the chisel sounded.

Before Zhao Fusheng could ask, suddenly a little fire outside seemed to drift in the direction of the hall.

'Bell-'

'Bell-'

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and the sound of percussion was getting more and more intense, and there was an old squire in the hall who seemed to have been in an evil spirit, and was unconscious at this time.

And this point of fire flickered in the air, undoubtedly crushing everyone's minds in an instant, and someone finally couldn't hold it back and screamed:

"There's a ghost!"

"Hell!"

As soon as this shouting of 'ghost' came out, it was like the most powerful plague, fear spread and spread in the hall, and everyone was affected by fear, and when they were about to pull out their legs and rush out, Zhao Fusheng shouted:

"Don't move, sit still!"

Several ghost cases she handled in Wan'an County laid a strong foundation, which made her prestige unparalleled for a while.

Especially in her previous conversation with Yu Weide, in her words, she completed the ghost case for Deputy Ling Zheng of Baozhi County, and the willingness of everyone in Baozhi County to move to Wan'an County one after another made everyone respect and fear her.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng shouted angrily, and everyone's panic was stifled at once.

Pang Zhixian, who was panicked like a headless fly and was ready to rush with his master, gradually calmed down.

As soon as he calmed down, he remembered the inexplicable fear he had just had, feeling both strange and afraid.

As the magistrate of Wan'an County, who was abandoned by the imperial court, he experienced a few months when the Demon Suppression Division was out of control, and at the same time endured the ghost case in the south of the city for a long time, Pang Zhixian's psychological quality should be regarded as the first-class among the grassroots officials of the Han Dynasty.

But for some reason, when he saw Vader fall to the ground and heard the sound of chisel ringing, he was quickly crushed, and he only wanted to escape.

"Don't panic, don't mess up, the adults have returned, and they are in the Demon Suppression Division."

As soon as he calmed down, Pang Zhixian knew what to do.

If Zhao Fusheng's significance to Wan'an County is to handle ghost cases well and maintain the stability of one party, then Pang Zhixian's positioning for himself is to wait for her, firmly sweep away her worries, and let her feel as little worry about things other than ghost cases.

"Now Wan'an County can't get out and out, everyone can't escape, what place is safer than the Demon Suppression Division where Lord Zhao is here?"

This sentence was quite reasonable, and everyone who was carried away by the sound of fear returned to their senses.

The previous chaotic situation was under control, and Zhao Fusheng glanced at Pang Zhixian as if he was approving.

She was about to speak, when Fan Bi's voice sounded outside: "Why is it so dark in the house?" ”

As soon as the fire flashed, everyone saw Fan Bi Die walking in from the darkness with a lantern.

Zhang Chuanshi was really worried about the haunting of the Demon Suppression Division at first, and when he saw Fan Bi Die appear, his tense heartstrings loosened, and he scolded uncontrollably:

"You bitch, do you know that people are scared to death?"

Fan Bi looked at him coldly, and saw that Zhao Fusheng was there, and he didn't bother with Zhang Chuanshi.

Immediately, he saw that everyone in the hall was sweating profusely and their faces were pale, and in the middle of the hall, an old man fell to the ground.

The old man had his back to him, his body curled up like a shrimp, and a cane fell half a foot away from his body.

Fan Bi's eyes were sharp, and although he didn't see the old man's face, he recognized the crutch and shouted in surprise:

"Juvede?"

He had been outside with Fan Wusu to get some gold, and successfully summoned the miscellaneous servants to ask what had happened in Wan'an County in the past two days.

As he was talking, it suddenly became dark.

This kind of speed of darkness is abnormal, he hurriedly asked his younger brother to keep an eye on the unloading person, and he entered the hall, but he didn't expect that something would happen in a short time.

Yu Weide actually seemed to have died in the Demon Suppression Division.

"He's not dead."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

She had already sensed the cold aura of ghosts all around her.

Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Zhang Chuanshi:

"Lao Zhang, what did you just find out, why did you panic like this?"

The sky was suddenly dark, the sound of percussion was endless, and Yu Weide fell to the ground strangely, all of which magnified the fear and anxiety in people's hearts to the extreme.

Zhao Fusheng's composure at this time greatly calmed everyone's hearts.

Zhang Chuanshi, who was frightened before, heard her speak and quickly raised his head:

"Great, great—"

This old man is usually sharp-tongued, rushes to say something, and likes to compete with others, but now he even stutters a little when he speaks.

But when it comes to ghost cases, he knows Zhao Fusheng's temper and character, so he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, calmed down, and couldn't help but panic and said:

"I heard a tapping."

“……”

When Pang Zhixian heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Nonsense!"

If it weren't for Zhao Fusheng still in the hall at this time, he would have pointed at Zhang Chuanshi's nose and scolded when he got up.

"Everybody heard the tapping, what's so strange about that?"

Zhang Chuanshi was so fussed earlier that he almost scared people into peeing their pants.

Pang Zhixian endured and endured, reminding himself: Zhang Chuanshi is the envoy of the Demon Suppression Division, and he is the person personally recruited by Zhao Fusheng, and he wants to give him two points of thin noodles.

After reassuring himself again and again, his tone calmed down, but he still scolded him with what Zhang Chuanshi said before:

"Did you know that people are scared to death?"

"No, it's not—"

As soon as Zhang Chuanshi heard him say this, he knew that Pang Zhixian had misunderstood, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"I hear the knocking sound coming from Juved!"

He was so anxious that he wanted to scratch his face, but the wound on his face had just scarred, and he didn't dare to touch it, for fear that once the scab cracked, blood would spurt out again.

"My lord, I just heard it clearly, the knocking sound is coming from Yu Weid's chest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone gasped and took a few steps back around the hall.

'Shhh ’

'Wow! ’

Pang Zhixian, who was relieved before, seemed to stop beating two beats, and he was choked by his own saliva.

After reacting, he got up in shock, stumbled back, but fortunately, the master on the side was alert and helped him to retreat one after another.

Everyone wanted to rush out of the door, and looked at Yu Weide lying on the ground in horror.

Fan Bi wanted to run too, but he glanced at Zhao Fusheng, who was sitting on the main seat and didn't move, and froze his steps.