He and It

Before leaving, Liu Fuguang sighed and whispered to his staff: "Under the current situation, there will be more deaths in the city. By then, you can come to the inn to find us."

After saying that, he reached out and gently brushed away the dust on the staff's shoulders, and at the same time brushed away the lingering Yin Qi on them.

Walking on the street, Liu Fuguang said: "You are too harsh."

Yan Huan immediately softened his shoulders, slumped his waist, and explained hummingly behind him: "It's just a small punishment but a big warning, how can it be considered serious? Anyway, they didn't take their lives... They disrespected you, this is calling me How can you endure it?"

Liu Fuguang shook his head and said disapprovingly: "I am not a great person, and offending me is not a serious crime."

Yan Huan recognized a thousand of his words, but Yan Huan refused to recognize this one.

The two of them entered the inn, and Liu Fuguang booked a private room.

It wasn't that he was happy to be in the same room with Yan Huan, but he knew in his heart that even if he booked the entire inn room, Yan Huan would secretly stay under his bed and never leave. Instead of doing this, it would be better to do it in one step.

Yan Huan was elated.

That night, he suggested to Liu Fuguang: "Why don't I take the city lord here directly, just to be obsessed with him, and keep him until he vomits up."

Liu Fuguang rejected this easier proposal. He thought: "In the past years, I have been traveling and experienced, and I have also encountered many mysterious and difficult situations. Sometimes, even the parties involved do not know what happened, and they are unreliable. The narrator, because of those heartfelt testimonies, often makes the situation more complicated. I need... a natural reaction to find out the clues myself."

Yan Huan understood what he meant.

The Dragon God commanded another golden man. This time, the golden man took off the skin of a wealthy businessman from other places, knocked him unconscious and stuffed him into the cellar. He then changed into the appearance of a local resident, then jumped and died in the city lord's mansion. on the main entrance.

The City Lord's Mansion is far away from the hustle and bustle, with towering red walls built around it. It is like a city within a city, standing in the heart of Wancheng. There are more soldiers and guards patrolling back and forth than ants in an ant nest. Let alone ordinary civilians, they are small and thin. Cats and dogs cannot jump in. Now, a dead body with red flesh and blood dripping from it was hanging on that magnificent and impressive door. When it was discovered, several adult men were so frightened that they became incontinent on the spot.

On the third day after the second murder was committed, government soldiers surrounded the inn and searched for the whereabouts of the "man in white and the man in black."

Liu Fuguang looked calm and restrained a smiling Yan Huan, and they went to meet the captain of Wancheng.

They arrived with great momentum. However, the captain came forward to interrogate them in person. After a few words, he was deeply impressed by their knowledge and courage, and hated his own ignorance.

"Master! Please follow me into the city lord's palace, Master. With the help of Master, a mere murder case will be nothing more than a trivial matter!"

The captain looked at Liu Fuguang and felt that the aura of the man in black made his legs tremble. Although the young man in white looked ordinary, he looked like a noble grandson, and his aura was extremely approachable. Every word that came out of his mouth was like the spring breeze blowing in the face, and there was nothing that failed to convince people. They just wanted people to take out their hearts and souls with joy, so as to show him the red color of sincerity.

Yan Huan looked coldly at this man who frequently lost his temper and almost burst into tears.

This is the consequence of suddenly approaching the perfect good. It is really displeasing to him to show his ugliness.

Liu Fuguang smiled slightly: "That's very good. Please ask the captain to introduce you to us."

When they saw the Lord of Wancheng, even Yan Huan could hardly concentrate and gave him a funny look.

"Like a tuberculosis ghost," Yan Huan said softly, "and it's not an ordinary tuberculosis ghost, it's a tuberculosis ghost that was fucked by eight hundred wild foxes in turn."

Liu Fuguang ignored him. In his sight, the city lord was sitting in a beautiful and exquisite palace with crystal and silver mirrors everywhere. It was like a shrunken corpse in a gold and jade coffin, with well-preserved skin hanging loosely around the skeleton. On the paper, it has a fragile old paper feel, as if a layer of dry crumbs will fall down when you twist it with your hands. The black energy on his face was so heavy that it overwhelmed his facial features.

The palace is gorgeous, with exquisite mirrors hanging on all sides, but it is filled with a spooky and ghostly atmosphere.

"The captain...recommended two gentlemen to me," the city lord squinted his eyes and spoke slowly, his tone was as if he was talking in his sleep, but his attitude was modest, "If you two can solve this serial murder case, Wancheng will be grateful. I am deeply grateful for your kindness..."

Liu Fuguang observed his face carefully. There were many waiters in the palace, and there were many figures in the mirror. Only the Lord of Wancheng stood in the center like a black hole.

"I wonder if you two gentlemen have any clues?" the city lord asked.

Liu Fuguang said: "Many of the strange and strange things in the world are far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. These two murders were not committed by humans."

Yes, it is indeed not done by humans, it is just the evil that is threatening you.

The city lord nodded and agreed: "Sir, you are right... murders are happening frequently nowadays, and what the murderer does is so cold-blooded and inhumane that it makes our hearts tremble..."

He was silent for a moment and then asked: "In your opinion, sir, who can do such evil things?"

Liu Fuguang smiled helplessly and said in a confused way: "It may be a demon, a vicious ghost, an evil thing that breeds in the earth, a spirit enlightened by the yin and yang of heaven and earth... It's all possible."

The city lord wondered: "However, Wancheng has been stable for many years, and under the rule of Shengzong, it has been prosperous and prosperous. As far as I can see, there is not even a single unjust case anywhere in the world. How can monsters and monsters have a place in these peaceful and prosperous times? Woolen cloth?"

Yan Huan's eyes were sarcastic. He was afraid that he would laugh out loud, so he stood behind Liu Fuguang and quietly touched the fine lines on the corners of his clothes with his fingers. So in an instant, joy swelled in his chest again, turning him from the worst of evil into a contented man who was willing to be tolerant of everything.

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