Chapter 336 Puppet
In the compartment, Li Ang looked serious.
That Situ Zhi from the far west belongs to the Zhaoming organization like Yajiu,
He created a water poisoning epidemic in Suzhou, which poisoned several states and almost caused Jiangnan to fall.
Finally, under Li Ang's report, he was arrested by the Zhenfu Department and brought back to Chang'an and put in prison.
The Zhenfu Division is heavily guarded, and Li Ang doesn't know where Situ Zhi is being held, nor does he know if Situ Zhi has explained clearly about Zhaoming in the prison.
But one thing is certain, he is probably not dead yet.
Every monk Zhuxiao cherishes existence, not to mention that Situ Zhi is an extremely rare Gu master from the far west.
Even if Zhen Fusi wanted to kill him, it would be after draining all the value of use and extracting all the information.
The Zhen Fusi did not move for a long time, obviously did not extend Situ Zhi's clues to Yajiu,
Li Ang had no choice but to investigate by himself.
Using moss parasitism to control many insects, monitor the troubles in Jinchengfang, and look for possible crows and nine puppets.
For a long time, Mosi's avatar has not been able to notice the abnormality. Until just now, I smelled extremely weak spiritual energy fluctuations.
Gululu.
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the ground and drove towards the west of the city. Li Ang closed his eyes and sensed Mosi clone in the distance.
buzz—
A blowfly flew slowly across the streets of Jinchengfang, and landed slowly on a branch of a tree, rubbing its hands lazily while looking down.
Aura fluctuations come from an old shed, where an old man is lying on his back on a plank bed,
His chest did not rise and fall, and he had stopped breathing
Judging from the worn-out shirt he was wearing, and the bamboo baskets, poles, and groceries placed in the shed,
His identity should be a salesman.
'died? ! '
The fly stopped rubbing its hands, flapped its wings, flew into the window, and landed on the bed.
The body surface of the old peddler still had some warmth, apparently he just died not long ago,
On the back of his scalp, there remained a tiny round hole with blood oozing out.
Li Ang instantly thought of the puppet needle Yajiu used to control others,
This old peddler should be one of Yajiu's puppets. With the help of his peddler status, Yajiu can walk around Chang'an City at will without arousing suspicion.
Now that he is dead, could it be that Yajiu killed people to silence him?
No, it shouldn't be.
The fly flew forward, pierced the skin of the salesman's corpse with its mouthparts, and released moss to probe.
The salesman is old and frail, and the organs in his body have been decayed long before the puppet needle is pulled out.
Crow Nine probably pulled out the puppet needle after the salesman died, erasing the traces.
Is it still a step late?
The fly withdrew the moss and rubbed its palms a little irritably.
Wait, maybe this is an opportunity.
The old man’s family was poor, and he didn’t look like he had a wife and children. After he died, no one cared about him. At most, he was sent to the cemetery outside the city to be buried after a rough inspection by the government officials.
Maybe they will be able to discover the puppet needle, and then point the clue to Yajiu.
The fly crawled to the back of the salesman's neck, and used its mouthparts to expand the originally insignificant wound, causing blood to drip down, staining the entire pillow red.
Then the flies flew from the shed,
Another cicada, controlled by Mosi, flew over, lying on the tree trunk and singing loudly.
Xia Chan chirped very loudly, and soon a few urchins ran out of the surrounding sheds with runny noses.
The urchins who were interrupted from their nap were furious, and took thin bamboo poles and net bags, intending to knock down the cicadas.
However, the cicada moved nimbly, avoiding all the net pockets, and flew into the window of the shed.
The urchins chased after them, and through the window, they saw the corpse on the plank bed.
Screams sounded.
——
East of Chang'an City, a dark river ghost city.
On the wet streets, passers-by wearing different masks and various hidden costumes were in a hurry, not daring to stay in one place for too long.
The street stalls on both sides are much sparser. The few remaining stall owners were also wearing armor, pressing their weapons vigilantly.
Today, people in the ghost market keep disappearing.
In the beginning, no one took it seriously. The ghost market was already chaotic. Some people came, some left, and some died. It's normal for a few people to go missing.
But as time goes by, more and more missing people,
From business travelers from other places, to local monks in the ghost city, to guards patrolling the streets.
Even the big families that ruled the ghost city had family members who disappeared inexplicably.
People in the ghost city are in panic. Some people say that they heard beast roars and dragon chants faintly from the depths of the dark river. It may be alien beasts eating people.
Some people say that the Kou family may have returned and is launching revenge.
Some people say that this is the Zhenfu Division secretly encircling and suppressing.
The ghost city is haunted, which is really ridiculous.
The puppet wearing a crow mask walked slowly across the street, ignoring the disturbing noises in the streets and alleys, and walked through the winding path to a house deep in the ghost city.
In the courtyard of the house, two people are sitting behind the table, drinking wine and eating meat.
The middle-aged man with his back to the main entrance, big shoulders, round face, curly and messy beard, wearing a blood-stained butcher's coat, with a rusty machete pinned to his waist.
Sitting opposite him was an old man with a thin body, sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who looked like an ape. He is wearing a frieze, a tunic, and a wooden scabbard across his knees.
crunch—
The butcher picked up a large piece of meat from the plate, put it in his mouth, passed it casually, and then spit out the pale bones on the ground.
The old ape man is much more elegant. He raises his flesh in his left hand and raises his right hand high, holding a long sword. With a quick vibration of the palm,
The tip of the sword flew up and down, peeling pieces of meat that were as crystal clear as snowflakes from the bones and falling on the plate.
"Hiss."
The old ape man lowered his head, took a deep breath towards the plate, sighed contentedly, picked up the soy sauce, cornel and other seasonings prepared in advance on the table, and slowly poured them into the porcelain plate.
Put the long sword on the white cloth again, raise the chopsticks, dip the meat in the sauce, and put it in the mouth. The ape-like face was immediately filled with joy and satisfaction, and deep wrinkles unfolded like flowers blooming.
Two people have a sip of wine and a sip of meat, commenting on the delicateness of the meat and the amount of fat from time to time,
Just like the common diners in Chang'an Restaurant—if you ignore the pile of blood-stained unowned clothes under the table.
The disgust in the eyes of the Yajiu puppet was fleeting, and he slowly said: "You two, I have found out the location of Situ Zhi. He is imprisoned in the sarcophagus forest of the Zhenfu Division."
(end of this chapter)