Slowly, time passed as the five people waited.
Half an hour later, another patrol team in the town still did not show up.
Everyone was speechless.
The corpse-position meal had refreshed several people's perceptions.
In Jugucheng, any patrol member who dared to do this would have been slapped to death by a monk.
After a while, the strong man couldn't help it anymore. Soon after, the first half of the night was over, and they had to figure out the situation in Manchun Building when they handed over their shifts.
"Let's go check it out."
After saying this, several people hesitated.
Those who said they were watching were strong men, and now those who said they were going in to inspect were also strong men.
What's the fuss about?
"Stupid," the strong man pierced the ground with the tip of his spear and pointed at Manchun Tower. "The demon appeared, and the people inside were running for their lives. Some of their belongings must not have been taken away in time."
The thin young man clapped his hands and said, "Yes, they left in such a hurry. The people I met before didn't even put on their clothes. Come on, let's go in quickly. If it's late, I'm afraid someone will come back."
As the four of them talked, they all became excited, and even their fear of monsters faded a bit.
Chen Qingyan listened beside him, speechless for a while.
He doesn't care much about money, just enough to buy books. Now stationed in the ancient town, his monthly salary is several times that of the patrol team, and he still has valuable achievements. Why should he take the risk of being attacked by demons and enter the building to collect the ill-gotten gains left behind by others who escaped for their lives?
He didn't say anything to stop him, but carefully followed a few people into Manchun Tower.
Four to one.
It was no use what he said.
Staying outside alone is even more dangerous.
"Hahaha, what do you think this is?"
The thin young man grabbed a money bag from a wooden table, and the sound of bone money that was unique to Jugucheng could be heard from inside.
"Shut up and keep your voice down."
The strong man glared at the young man. He, who had become the backbone of the team, pointed around, "Let's speed up, search for all the valuables and leave immediately. We don't want the big and heavy ones. We'll split the money after we leave."
Chen Qingyan glanced at the strong man strangely, he was so skillful in his arrangements.
Seeing everyone eagerly looking at each other, he glanced at Zhaoxie Dao. There was still no response from above. He shook his head and walked up to the second floor.
Open the luxuriously decorated door.
There was no one inside.
There were a few pieces of clothing on the table, and there was no money bag.
Chen Qingyan stood at the door and took a look before retreating.
There were heavy footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that it was a strong man.
The strong man hurried past, glanced in his direction, and went directly into another room.
Chen Qingyan walked to the other side.
Another door opened.
There was a beautiful money bag on the ground inside the house, and bone money was scattered all over the floor.
He didn't pick it up, but glanced at the Zhaoxie sword, looked inside again, and then walked in after confirming it was safe.
With his big hands together, the invisible air flow gathered, and the bone money was all piled together.
He bent down to pick up the bone money, then picked up the exquisite money bag and weighed it. He felt that his monthly salary was not half as much as here.
Those who can come to Manchun Tower to relax are the rich people in the town.
Maybe there is a shop at home for rent.
Exit the room.
Chen Qingyan and the strong man quickly searched the property here.
He planned to stop there, but seeing that the others had no intention of stopping, he could only follow suit, but he always remained vigilant in his heart.
Zhao Xie Dao never responded.
It means there are no monsters nearby.
But no one can tell for sure, and Chen Qingyan doesn't trust the evil knife's detection ability that much.
If possible, he would be more willing to return to the station, because he was afraid that as soon as he left, the four strong men would join forces to frame him for leaving his post without permission. With Jiang Bingxin at the station, he would not let this opportunity go easily.
After searching the third floor, but still not satisfied with the four people, Chen Qingyan finally stopped them.
"It's almost time to change shifts, do you still want to continue?"
The strong man was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement: "We really can't continue."
The thin young man looked regretful, "Oh, there are still three floors I haven't found yet."
"Let's go, let's not be so chatty."
The strong man pushed the young man, and several people tore off a tablecloth, wrapped up the looted property, and took it away.
Until leaving Manchun Tower.
They also encountered no evil spirits.
There was no sight of the woman whose heart and liver had been ripped out. There was no blood or corpse.
Is it an oolong?
Several people couldn't help but think about it.
"Quick, hide."
Suddenly, the strong man urged.
After hearing this, everyone hid in the dark alley without saying anything.
Several people leaned against the wall and looked out secretly. After a while, they saw a few teams in green uniforms walking out of the darkness of the street.
It is the patrol team of the ancient town.
"Hehe, luckily we are walking fast." The thin young man laughed softly.
"Moreover, if someone sees it, it will be difficult to take away the property in our hands."
"Let's go, don't talk nonsense."
The strong man urged urgently.
After a while, several people returned to the previous street again.
On the way here, I had already counted the money I had collected, and found a total of more than 34,000 bone coins, with large and small denominations, as well as expensive jewelry.
"Give me ten thousand bones, I don't want the rest."
Chen Qingyan was the first to speak.
The other four people looked at each other, and the strong man nodded in agreement, "This is what you said. Once you take the money, the rest has nothing to do with you."
"Um."
The strong man put ten thousand bone coins into a purse and handed it to Chen Qingyan.
Chen Qingyan flattened the money bag and stuffed it into his arms. His belly was slightly bulging but not obvious.
After a while, several people finished dividing the spoils.
He pretended to patrol around and returned to the station.
"You came back so late, you are very diligent."
As soon as I came back, I was teased by the late-night patrol waiting in the open space.
However, the strong man looked sternly and pointed outside and said, "Someone said there are demons in Manchun Tower, so we went to see it."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people opposite suddenly changed.
They all asked nervously:
"Is there really an evil spirit that harms people?"
"How's the situation going?"
"Is that harmful thing still there?"
The strong man shook his head with a straight face, "We checked it and found nothing. Not even a body."
"Hey, it turned out to be a false alarm."
"Someone must have lied. Next time I see you, I will kill him."
"Hey, Wang Teng, come back to the team, we're going to leave soon."
Chen Qingyan nodded and walked into the team. He was also on patrol in the second half of the night.
So, four people, a thin young man, a strong man, and a short middle-aged man, went back to rest as if nothing had happened.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Continue patrolling.
On the way, Chen Qingyan was questioned by four people for a long time, repeatedly confirming whether there was really a demon in Manchun Tower. Chen Qingyan informed the matter and said he was not sure.
This made the four people on patrol in the second half of the night look worried and worried. During the patrol, they deliberately avoided the location of Manchun Tower on the ancient street and started walking from East Street.
Walk for a while, rest for a while.
Keep paddling.
Chen Qingyan was so happy.
After another rest, he took off the water bag hanging on his waist and took a sip of water. He placed the Zhaoxie Sword on his leg and never took it back.
When someone in the team waved and prepared to continue patrolling, suddenly the weapons in the hands of the five people had different reactions.
Chen Qingyan's face was solemn. He lowered his head and looked at the green smoke flowing from the Zhaoxie knife, and his mind became tense.
