Seven days later, Huang Hengan was buried, and all the prominent people in Guobei County went there.
"How can you still be so prosperous after a disaster?" Lao Hou was quite disdainful after hearing this.
"Old Marquis, be careful what you say." Wang Zhe smiled.
With Huang Hengan's burial, this matter seems to have come to an end here.
When the ten-day deadline came, the county magistrate scolded them, and the case of Huang Hengan's murder was naturally not solved.
The case seems to have been put to rest, and life has returned to its usual calm.
Doing mao, working on errands, and practicing martial arts are both dull and fulfilling.
On this day, after midnight, several people followed the head catcher Zhu Xiao and came to the captain. The rather fat county captain's face was as gloomy as water.
A group of seven policemen followed the county captain on horseback out of the city. After walking for more than ten miles, they were exhausted and thirsty. They arrived at a small mountain village near noon.
Two people had already been waiting at the entrance of the village to see them arriving. They hurried forward to say a few words to the county captain and help him lead the horse.
"Lao Hou, what happened to the county captain today?" Wang Zhe said softly.
"How do I know? But looking at his expression, we must be busy!" Lao Hou said.
A young villager led the way, with the county captain in front and several of them following behind, along the winding mountain road into the mountains.
The mountains are lush with trees, birds are chirping in the trees, clear streams are flowing in the mountains, and everything is full of life.
After a while, they stopped in front of a cemetery.
This is?
Everyone present was stunned. The tomb in front of them was opened, the coffin boards were lifted, and the body inside was missing.
How much hatred is there to pick apart someone's ancestral graves!
The county lieutenant's expression was even more jealous.
"Check, check for me. If you find out who did it, I will skin him." He roared angrily.
After hearing this, the head catcher Zhu Xiao immediately assigned tasks to all the detectives and searched for clues to find the tomb robber and the missing body as soon as possible.
Wang Zhe and Lao Hou started searching near the tomb.
"Lao Hou, who is buried in the tomb? Is the captain so angry?"
"Who else could it be? Mr. Xiaowei's father. You forgot that his father died of illness last month, and we even chipped in some money." Lao Hou said in a low voice.
"No wonder you are so angry, but this thing is a bit weird. The average tomb robber only steals the treasures in the tomb and cannot touch the body in the coffin. So where did the body in the coffin go?"
"Look for it. This time the problem is serious. We can't find the tomb robbers. Let's not even think about going back. We can't even find a scapegoat. Oh, what are you doing?"
I saw Wang Zhe leaving the mountain road and squatting on the ground in the grass, looking at a footprint in the grass, and another footprint appeared in front of him.
"There's something wrong with this footprint."
"Isn't it just footprints? What's the problem?"
"These should be the marks left by official boots. Who in the mountain village would wear official boots?"
"Are you sure?" Lao Hou looked at the junior in front of him doubtfully.
"It's almost like ten." Wang Zhe nodded.
This is the knowledge and ability he gained after learning the "Tracking Technique".
He once learned the "tracking technique" after catching a thief who had worked as a police officer in another county.
"Tracking" can be traced by identifying and analyzing traces such as footprints and breath.
As soon as he saw the fallen grass, he thought that someone might be passing by here. He saw the footprints on the ground and analyzed the size and shape and concluded that they were probably left by official boots.
Also, his nose twitched slightly.
"Lao Hou, do you smell anything strange?"
"What does it smell like?" Lao Hou looked confused.
The smell was a faint rancid smell, like rotten meat.
It was a corpse, the lost corpse that had passed through here.
Wang Zhe followed the footsteps and moved forward, with Lao Hou following behind. After crossing the mountains and arriving at a mountain col, Wang Zhe suddenly stopped.
"What did you find out?" Lao Hou gasped.
He felt that the junior in front of him today seemed to have suddenly changed.
Wang Zhe looked at the pool of blood and some fur on the ground, squatted down and took a closer look.
As we continued to move forward along the footprints, the fishy smell became stronger and stronger. Wang Zhe looked ahead. On the back side of the mountain, covered by woods and grass, a cave could be vaguely seen.
Wang Zhe closed his eyes slightly and looked at Lao Hou using the "qi-gazing method", and saw black gas floating out of the black hole.
There's something inside!
Just then, a shout suddenly came from the mountain above.
"what!"
Ah, a scream.
"Monster!"
Sand, sand, sand, there was a sound in the forest, as if something was running in this direction.
Wang Zhe stared at the swaying grass in the forest, but no one was there. He quickly pulled out his sword. Lao Hou on the side saw this and also pulled out his knife.
"Azhe, what is it? Why didn't I see it?" Lao Hou was very nervous.
"I don't know what it is, it's not a human being!"
Wang Zhe had already used the method of looking for energy to see a black energy in Shunlin approaching them at an extremely fast speed, with a hint of blood in the black energy.
"What?!" Lao Hou's face changed drastically after hearing this.
"Azhe, don't work 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 ahead, and adjusted his breathing slightly.
"Coming!" he growled.
Whoa, a black shadow emerged from the grass, covered in green and black, with a head like a dog, a face like a ghost, hands like human feet, with sharp claws, and a smell of fishy wind.
Seeing the two of them blocking the road, they opened their mouths, exposed their fangs, and made strange roars.
"What is this?!" Lao Hou was stunned.
At this moment, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul and stood there in a daze.
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.
There was a flash of light, blood splashed, and the monster suddenly disappeared into the forest.
Lao Hou collapsed to the ground, hissing, huffing, and breathing heavily, obviously frightened.
Wang Zhe held a knife and stared in the direction of the cave. The black energy inside was no worse than the monster just now.
At this moment, the ancient book appeared again, shining brightly in front of Wang Zhe. He opened a blank page and a few lines of words appeared on it again.
"The ghost-faced badger is a spirit in the mountains. He likes to eat human flesh. He kills eight people and eats five. He should be punished. The prize is a spirit elixir."
There was a round bead about the size of a peanut in his hand, which felt cool in his hand.
"Is it so easy to die?" Wang Zhe turned his head and glanced at the forest.
At this time, Wang Zhe realized that not only killing evil people, but also killing monsters in the mountains was rewarding.
In this way, the "road" becomes wider.
