Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 8
"What else?" Lin Ji suddenly became interested.

"Tell me in detail!"

"That's exactly what I mean." The slovenly Taoist priest seemed to have no one to speak along the way, and finally met a person who supervised Tiansi, and suddenly became speechless.

"The ghost king of Liangcheng was originally from Liangcheng. After his death hundreds of years ago, he turned into a ghost and brought disaster to the party. He was captured and suppressed in the Demon Suppressing Tower."

"I don't know what happened later, but he ran out, and his cultivation level increased." The sloppy Taoist shook his head, and said again: "Anyway, the ghost king doesn't know how to practice in the Demon Suppressing Tower. The ghosts of the lower level have the current cultivation base."

"All in all, the ghost king was honest after he came out. He spread the ghost domain far away from Liangcheng and turned it into the ghost king city, occupying one side. Other than that, he didn't do anything too outrageous. Therefore, the imperial court also turned a blind eye to it."

"That's because Supervisor Tiansi is too busy." How could Lin Ji not know the reason behind this.

Liangzhou alone was in a mess after the new king ascended the throne.

Half of the major cases recorded in the files handed in this time occurred after the new king pardoned the world.

Liangzhou is still adjacent to Jingzhou, the head of the dragon vein, and it is relatively stable.

It is conceivable that the farther states in the nine states of the world have become chaotic now.

"In the past, Supervisor Tiansi practiced the method of killing monsters and ghosts; it's not like now, if you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you, haha." Lin Ji couldn't help laughing.

The sloppy Taoist priest also laughed.

"Let's get down to business, the youngest son of the Ghost King of Liangcheng was the one who kept his son's soul in his magic weapon before he was sent to the Demon Suppressing Tower. After he came out, he expended his cultivation and finally turned his son into a ghost general "

"Wait, why?" Lin Ji suddenly felt ominous.

"Ghost general." The slovenly Taoist priest explained, "Even the ghost king's monstrous cultivation level took a lot of effort to train his son to the realm of ghost general."

The ominous premonition in Lin Ji's heart became stronger.

"Since he is the ghost king's son, he should be practicing in the ghost king's city all day, right? How could he be beaten to death?"

"It would be fine if that little brat stayed in Ghost King City peacefully." The slovenly Taoist said with a smile, "Who knows what's wrong, the little brat dares to cause trouble on the official road, even if he is beaten and killed Not surprisingly."

"The road from Jingzhou to Liangzhou is not peaceful now. The ghost king of Liangcheng is furious. Every night is a scene of hundreds of ghosts walking around at night. It is said that Zhan Chengfeng, the town government official of Liangcheng, has negotiated several times and was beaten. He came out and was injured."

The sloppy Taoist gloated and said: "Now it depends on whether the capital sends people to solve it, or the out-of-town official You Tian will go."

Hearing this, Lin Ji took a deep breath.

"Where is the Taoist going? Passing through Tongtian Town?"

"I went to Liangcheng to slay demons and eliminate demons. People from all sects in the world are rushing to Liangcheng. The ghost king can't be provoked, but the formation of a hundred ghosts at night can still resist one or two."

The sloppy Taoist said: "It's not good to really watch ghosts harm people. Although there is a reason for this, it is not reasonable to blame innocent sons after their death."

"Good ambition, I admire you." Lin Ji gave a thumbs up, then turned his head and walked towards the direction he came from.

"Huh? Where are you going, brother?"

"I have official business, and the official road is not easy, so I have to take a detour." Lin Ji cupped his hands, "Farewell!"

After the words fell, Lin Ji went back the same way, met the surprised eyes of the officers and soldiers, left Tongtian Town, and then plunged into the dense forest next to him.

He must have made up his mind to take a five hundred li detour and never approach Liangcheng.

"I said that the ghost general is so thunderous and rainy. The scope of the ghost domain is so wide, but the strength is so unbearable. It has been forcibly raised by someone for a long time, and the foundation is not stable."

Thinking of this, Lin Ji frowns.

"If you're not good at learning, don't come out and hang around, it's really troublesome."

In fact, Lin Ji can also bet that the ghost king does not know who the murderer of his son is.

But Lin Ji didn't dare.

Only ghosts know what strange tricks ghosts have.

If after he approached Liangcheng, the ghost king found out that he was the murderer of his son, that would be a lot of fun.

Liangcheng, in the government office.

Zhan Chengfeng sat on the main seat with a stern expression on his face.

"Now the three Lord You Tianguan are entangled in important matters and cannot come to help, and there are other important matters in the capital, so they can't act rashly. The current situation in Liangcheng is caused by you, please give me an explanation."

Wu Fei led a group of demon hunters to stand in the hall, sweating profusely.

At this moment, Wu Fei wanted to give himself two big mouths.

After going out to investigate the city that day, when he came back, he gave Lin Ji more than half of the credit for killing the ghost general.

When reporting to Zhan Chengfeng, it was said that Wu Fei made a move and Lin Ji assisted in beheading the ghost general.

But who would have thought that a ghost general would have such a profound background.

Today's huge Liangcheng is fine during the day, but at night, it is besieged by thousands of ghosts, and people cannot enter or leave the city.

In the wilderness outside the city, the night parade of hundreds of ghosts, which is rarely seen on weekdays, is now happening every night every night.

The common people were frightened every night and complained every day.

"My lord, why don't you hand me over." Wu Fei gritted his teeth and said, "This matter happened because of me. At worst, I will pay for the son of the ghost king."

"Fart!" Zhan Chengfeng stood up suddenly, and scolded, "It's only natural for Jian Tiansi to kill demons and demons! If I hand you over this time, what face will I have for Jian Tiansi? How can the demon still be intimidated?"

Wu Fei quickly knelt down to admit his mistake, but he was relieved in his heart.

Why didn't he know this truth, but only after Zhan Chengfeng said it, he was reassured.

Zhan Chengfeng sighed, waved his hands and said: "Forget it, I guess you can't come up with an idea. Don't rest these few days, the outside of the city can't be controlled, and the inside of the city must be handled carefully, and the ghosts must not disturb the people."

"Of order." Many demon catchers replied.

"Okay, let's go down." Zhan Chengfeng waved his hand weakly.

After the demon hunters retreated one after another, after a while, a Buddha's chant suddenly sounded outside.

"Amitabha."

A monk came in.

This monk was very fat, and he always had a smile on his face. When he smiled, his small eyes turned into slits, which looked quite funny.

But Zhan Chengfeng couldn't laugh, and after saluting, he asked, "Master Xingchi, what's your opinion on this troublesome matter?"

Master Xingchi laughed and said, "I think the ghost king of Liangcheng is still rational, and he didn't wantonly hurt innocent people, so there is no need to panic."

"Why didn't I know this? What I'm worried about is that the ghost king lost his patience and let all the ghosts attack the city."

Seeing that Master Xingchi didn't argue with him, Zhan Chengfeng stopped talking, but asked: "Master Xingchi came to find me, what's your business?"

"The common people say that they eat fast and recite Buddha's name on weekdays, but now that ghosts and monsters are in trouble, Daliang Temple is helpless, so..."

"What does this matter to me?"

"The incense in Daliang Temple is not strong, and the poor monk is here for alms."

Zhan Chengfeng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

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