night.
Song Ji Buzhuang.
The front doors and windows are closed, and the backyard is brightly lit.
There is a pavilion in the center of the yard, where seven or eight nurses are drinking. There are warehouses on three sides, and the front hall on one side.
In addition to the front hall, there are two guards on duty at the entrance of each warehouse. There were four people guarding the door of the largest warehouse in the middle.
"A pile of rags is more tightly guarded than a prison. Why send so many people?"
The bearded man was hiding in the room next door and kept scolding his mother.
As the head arrester of the Qizhou government, he is famous for being serious. As long as we keep an eye on the case, we will pursue it to the end no matter what. Others rely on their brains to solve crimes, but he relies on his brilliance to solve crimes.
No matter how you think about it, there is something wrong with Song's batch of cloth.
After being reminded by the mysterious man, I thought about coming over at night to check carefully and see what was weird about those fabrics. But I didn't expect that the guards would be so tight and there would be no loopholes to exploit.
"It seems we can only force our way in." The bearded man moved his wrists, eager to give it a try.
"Reckless." Su Qing, who was standing in the clouds, shook his head.
Cause and effect in the human world must be ended in the human world, and this bearded man is Song Yuan's man who can resolve the catastrophe.
Su Qing didn't want to come over in person, and originally wanted to let the city god here contribute. Unexpectedly, after using Jushen Technique three times, no one from the land shouted out.
This is really weird, so I just decided to check it out.
"I have to work hard on my own."
Su Qing opened her lips slightly and exhaled a breath of fresh air.
The fresh air turned into a gentle breeze and blew into the backyard of Buzhuang.
The people at the drinking table staggered onto the table. The few people standing guard in front of the door also yawned and fell asleep softly.
"What's going on? Isn't this a trap?" The bearded man was suspicious for a while, thought about it, picked up a stone and threw it out to see the reaction of those people.
"Thick on the outside and thin on the inside." Su Qing commented.
Then I saw the bearded man pick up a tile and smash it on someone.
"Steady." Su Qing added.
After a series of tests and nothing happened, the bearded man jumped down from the room. He found the key from Gu Yuan's body and prepared to open the warehouse door.
Seeing him running to the warehouse in the middle, Su Qing flicked his finger. There was a sound on the warehouse door on the left, attracting the bearded man's attention.
The bearded man hesitated for a moment and opened the warehouse on the left first.
As soon as he opened the door, there was a blast of cold air, and the bearded man couldn't help but shudder.
After taking a closer look, Su Qing immediately locked onto the target without any further prompting.
On a shelf, there are four large boxes. The surface of the box was shining with green light, and I felt a chill down my back just looking at it. The light in the gap was particularly bright, as if something was about to come out.
The bearded man stepped forward and smashed a lock. Then he grabbed the edge, took a deep breath, and opened the box bit by bit at an extremely slow speed...
Whoosh! !
A rotten human hand protrudes from the box.
"Fuck."
The bearded man was frightened and jumped back.
The box opens automatically.
No human hands were seen inside, just the same cloth as during the day.
"Dazzled?"
The bearded man thought for a moment.
"There must be something enchanting to make me hallucinate."
The bearded man strode forward and grabbed a roll of fabric directly from the box.
He never believed in ghosts and gods, including the legend of Penglai.
According to his own words, he has captured countless vicious people in his life, and many of them died directly at his hands. If there were really ghosts, they would have come to claim their lives long ago.
Penglai Immortal and the like are even more lazy to listen. In Big Beard's view, those are just stupid words made up by the dignitaries for various purposes to fool the common people.
"Nothing unusual."
The bearded man took the cloth in his hand and looked over it twice. Apart from feeling cold, I didn't see any mystery.
After that, I simply shook the fabric out two feet, put it on my shoulders and made some gestures.
"Tsk, tsk, it's really beautiful. But it's definitely not cheap. I'm afraid I can't afford it with my salary."
Big Beard thought it was probably a misunderstanding.
Song Ji used the banner of blessing from immortals, so he has always been prejudiced. But if you think about it carefully, with the reputation and status of Song Dynasty officials, there is no need to use fake cloth to fool them. To say the least, even if it is fake fabric, he is not responsible for it.
The bearded man wanted to put the cloth back, but he pulled it twice and it didn't move. Thinking it was hung somewhere, he reached out to uncover it again.
"Huh?" Still didn't move.
If you look closely, your hair almost stands on end.
There were actually many blood vessels growing on the cloth, which were tightly adhered to his skin. The blood vessels twitched and sucked his blood again.
"What the hell?"
The bearded man was busy tearing it down.
Su Qing watched from the air, with no intention of taking action.
If you can't even handle this, it means you have chosen the wrong person.
"Mad, I don't believe it. It's not my mother-in-law's pants, so it's so difficult to take them off!"
The bearded man roared fiercely, and a layer of red and black mist suddenly appeared on his body. The bonded forged cloth quickly fell away as if it encountered something terrible.
"Pure Yang evil spirit." Su Qing was slightly surprised. "This person has killed evil spirits. And more than one."
"Fuck, you want to run away?!" The bearded man saw that the cloth seemed to be flying away, and he pulled out the sword with a swipe. I saw a flurry of sword light, and the cloth was cut into dozens of pieces.
The fluttering pieces of cloth change and corrode at a speed visible to the naked eye. After falling to the ground, it turned into something like mud. Vaguely, there seemed to be many white worms in the middle.
"what is going on?"
The bearded man felt nauseated and subconsciously took off his coat. I was afraid that there would be bugs left in the brief contact just now.
Looking at the box again, his pupils suddenly tightened.
There were indeed human hands in the box, and there were even other body parts.
Big Beard used a knife to open other boxes, and the situations were all similar.
Snakes, insects, rats, ants, mud leaves. Broken corpses, internal organs...
Even though he had seen many tragic murders, the bearded man still had a lump in his throat.
"Song Zhi, you bastard!"
The bearded man was not afraid, more than disgusted, he was angry.
"I have long heard about some witchcraft and bewitching people. It seems that the sale of new cloth in Songji Cloth Village is fake, but it is true to use this method to attract people's attention. Use me to confuse the people today, and use someone else the next day. of fabrics for sale.”
The bearded man closed all the boxes, took out the seals and affixed them, and was about to go out angrily.
"Where are you going?" someone asked.
"Go back to the Yamen and call for help." The bearded man was furious. "These black-hearted businessmen, Tamar's madness. These are all evidences. I will present them directly to the prefect directly. Ignore them, arrest them all and put them in jail. You...eh?"
After the bearded man vented his anger, he realized something was wrong and turned sharply to the source of the sound.
This time the other party didn't leave, just stood at the door and stared at him.
"It's not entirely the Song family's problem, and these are not evidence." Su Qing said: "Most people can't see what you can see."
"You were the one who reminded me during the day, right? Did you use the drug to stun the guard just now?" The bearded man looked at Su Qing. "I don't know who you are, but you seem to know a lot about this stuff."
Su Qing said: "Yin and Yang are separated, and the laws of the human world do not care about the affairs of the underworld. The Song family is not the source of these ghost brocades."
"What about the yin and yang of the underworld? The charlatans know how to talk about it." The bearded man looked at Su Qing. "But judging from your actions, you should be a righteous man with good intentions. I don't care about anything else. You just need to tell me where the source is."
"That thing has some origins. I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to deal with it." Su Qing patted the sword on his waist. "If you insist on handling it yourself, I can lend you the sword."
"What do you want with your sword?" The bearded man felt that this man was strange. "It's not like I, Yan Chixia, don't have a knife!"
"What's your name?" Su Qing asked curiously.
"Yan Chixia, what's wrong?" The bearded man stared.
"Good name." Su Qing said.
…
Hearing that something strange happened in Buzhuang, the arrester made a night check. There was a strange noise coming out of the warehouse, and a man's hand came out of the box, and everyone was shocked and said it was a ghost. The only brave man was not afraid and stepped forward to chop him with his sword. Only then did we know that snakes, insects, rats, and ants were causing evil spirits, causing dizziness and misperception.
"Nine Continent Strange Stories"
