Most people don’t know how profitable the business of scooping manure is, but they certainly know how stinky it is.
The sun is getting higher, and in the cesspit... well, I won't describe it in detail.
In short, the stench was overwhelming and the flies were swarming.
There is no need to put up signs to drive people away, idle people know how to avoid it. Therefore, this place is usually deserted. After all, who has nothing to do to disturb the fermented aroma of grains after reincarnation?
Only morning and night, there is an endless stream of workers selling night incense, either carrying burdens or pushing carts, swaying and spreading night incense.
But today, two strange people who don't fit in are thrown into the room.
An official and a Taoist priest squatted by the waterway and frowned at the excrement spilled all the way.
These two people are naturally Li Changan and Bo Ziyu.
…
This time I finally missed the mark.
The mud trail was found!
However, it was still a step slow.
The traces of dung collectors have long been trampled away, and the dung water spilled along the road has mixed the remaining smell.
Although it is certain that the monster is indeed a demon, and it did come ashore near here, its specific whereabouts are difficult to know.
As a last resort.
The Taoist priest had no choice but to sacrifice Chonglong Jade.
In an instant.
A mountain of shit and a sea of shit are coming!
Li Changan shivered and wandered around the cesspit.
Finally, with a livid face, he patted Bo Ziyu on the shoulder, ran away, and went to wash his nose.
As for the monster, he still hasn't found it.
…………
Bo Ziyu was very worried.
As long as the ghost dares to spit in the cesspit, he can jump in and fish out the monster.
Unfortunately, the monster was not in the cesspit, so he lost the opportunity to swim, so he had to get angry with a bunch of vines on the side of the road.
But suddenly.
He shuddered and his eyes were fixed on a passerby, unable to move his eyes away.
This man was also a collector of night scents. His clothes were shabby and his hair was disheveled. He was pushing a small cart with a large dung bucket attached to it. He was swaying around while pushing the cart.
His movements are clumsy and unfamiliar, but what profession is there without a novice? No doubt.
But the more Bo Ziyu looked at him, the more strange he became. The more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became.
Weird.
The collection of evening incense started before dawn. The sun was already high now. It is said that the dung collectors everywhere in the city had already finished their work. Why was this person so late?
Weird.
When he came out of the manure tank, the bucket should have been empty. Why was it that there were deep ruts and even though the cart was jolted and tilted, no drop of juice was spilled?
My mind is still confused, but my steps have already picked up consciously.
The dung collector seemed to notice him, and suddenly increased his speed.
Bo Ziyu was not surprised but happy.
"stop!"
He yelled, threw his legs, and chased after him.
The manure collector was not slow at all. He could walk quickly while pushing the cart, which made Bo Ziyu stunned and unable to catch him.
But after all, this person was a little new to the skill of pushing a cart. He had just chased him into an alley and failed to see the road clearly. The wheel hit the roadside and the bluestone bounced off, causing the person and the cart to flip over and fall to the ground.
The dung bucket on the car overturned and a body dripping with juice rolled out!
Bo Ziyu was slightly startled.
Immediately.
It's like there's a firecracker stuck in my head.
"boom."
Exploded.
He forgot the yellow talisman in his hand, and even the sword at his waist. He screamed "Wow!" and pounced on him. He subconsciously used the fighting skills he had honed in his youth: stroking his hair with one hand, and stroking his hair with the other. Crotch removal.
At first, he had a slight advantage, but then he felt a terrifying force burst out from the other party, almost tearing him apart. However, this force came and went quickly, leaving him The trance is just an illusion.
He quickly pinned the other person down, pushed his face into the ground to eat the dirt, and clasped his hands behind his back.
After doing all this, he looked up and saw the Taoist priest standing in front of him with a confused look on his face.
"Taoist Master, look!" Bo Ziyu was so excited that his tongue trembled, "I caught it!"
"What?"
"monster!"
"But..." Li Changan scratched his head, "This layman is a human being."
Karma?
Bo Ziyu's expression suddenly froze.
He hurriedly turned the face of the person under him and glanced at him, but his eyes widened.
"Zhou Huai!"
…………
It's still a cesspool.
But it's not as deserted as before.
Dozens of dung collectors and detectives are gathering here, enduring the stench and poison of dung, dragging out corpses one after another from the dung mud.
Li Changan read it in silence, then turned and walked into a nearby residence or temporary prison.
"how?"
Bo Ziyu replied angrily: "This guy still hasn't said a word."
Li Changan frowned and turned his eyes to the corner.
There, Zhou Huai, a well-known scholar and the eldest son of the Zhou family, who "resurrected from the dead", sat cross-legged and remained silent.
"Is this guy really not transformed into that monster?"
The young detective was unwilling to give in.
Li Changan shook his head: "He has no demonic aura about him."
"Then this guy has been deceived by monsters."
"The light in his eyes was clear, and there was no sign of being deceived."
"Then why does this bitch not even fart!"
Bo Ziyu was anxious and angry.
He originally risked his life to catch the "monster", but he didn't expect it to be Zhou Huai. It didn't matter that it was Zhou Huai. He was robbed by monsters and transported the body in a sneaky way. It was probably under the instructions of the ghost. He should know where the ghost is hiding now.
Unexpectedly, the fight was caught, and the Ming government sent officers to retrieve the body. Most of the day passed, and not even a word was uttered.
"Even if you don't care that the monster continues to harm people, you should still know that your whole family has been killed by the monster. It's good that instead of taking revenge, you protect the monster!"
Bo Ziyu gritted his teeth, and the spittle he spat out was like fire, but Zhou Huai didn't even raise his eyelids.
Li Changan shook his head at this time.
"Because we, no, I was wrong from the beginning."
"Last night, I just relied on my usual experience and concluded that the monster broke into Zhou's house from outside. After killing people, he rolled up his body and left. But I forgot that Xiaoshui is different."
"Jushi Bo." Li Changan suddenly asked Bo Ziyu, "Do you know Aunt Tiger?"
"Is it the monster who pretends to be a mother-in-law and eats people?"
"It's the monster, but it's not an imitation." The Taoist paused, "Aunt Tiger was transformed into a woman."
At this point, he left behind the surprised and confused Bo Ziyu and turned to Zhou Huai in the corner.
"Eight corpses were pulled out of the cesspit. In addition to family members, there were also two beggars living nearby, but there was no corpse of your father."
"I think it's not the monster that's being shielded, but the father who's shielding him."
The light in the small room was dim. Amid Bo Ziyu's shock and Zhou Huai's silence, Li Changan slowly confided:
"Your Majesty is a ghost!"
As soon as this statement came out.
Bo Ziyu's shock was insignificant, but Zhou Huai, who had been silent all this time, raised his eyes, smiled, and buried his face again.
"What a bastard!"
When Bo Ziyu saw this, he became furious again. He strode up to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"Wait for Mr. Nai to give you seventeen or eighteen punches first, until your skin and flesh are torn apart. You won't say anything even if you look at it!"
The implication is that he will not listen to any good words and has no choice but to be tortured.
The Taoist priest had no reason to object, and Bo Ziyu had already raised his fist.
"stop!"
But it was the official officer who was leading last night, the rumored replacement for Capt.
"Mr. Zhou is a noble man with a great reputation, but he can just beat and scold a lowly servant?"
Bo Ziyu was furious.
"Head of the class..."
Okay, it's "team leader" not "capture head". As soon as these two words are spoken, you don't need to listen to the rest of the words, the Taoist priest will know that the ball is over.
as expected.
The new head catcher immediately jumped on his feet. Not to mention torture, he wanted to drive the two of them out of the room.
As for what Bo Ziyu said, "when ghosts run around, innocent people will die in a moment", he didn't listen at all. He thought that he would rather die a few idiots than offend the literati. It's just that Bo Ziyu couldn't see clearly the power behind it, so he still argued with him.
But if the mouth can solve everything, why do people need to have a pair of fists?
Li Changan silently moved his wrists a few times. Sometimes, he would inevitably have to use some unconventional means.
Just when he was about to take action.
But he saw a strange policeman quietly approaching the two people who were arguing. He turned his wrist and found two more short needles. He faced the Taoist priest's surprised gaze and his lips moved silently.
"it's me."
Li Changan: "..."
I had no choice but to look back and say: Please do it.
But also at this time.
Bo Ziyu suddenly slapped his forehead.
"How could I forget!"
He first glanced at Zhou Huai with disgust, then turned around and said quietly and hastily:
"I heard that this guy likes to talk about Taoism, and his family has worshiped Taoism for generations. I and other officers asked him, but he kept his identity and didn't bother to speak. What if he is a profound Taoist, Youdao Quanzhen?"
This is a good idea.
Li Changan couldn't help but nod.
Zhou Huai refused to reveal the hiding place of the ghost because of his foolish filial piety. But after all, his family was destroyed overnight. Is there really no trouble under his calm appearance?
but.
Why are you looking at me?
I am a wild Taoist priest.
I can’t even memorize all the Taoist and Tibetan catalogues.
