Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 934 Positive and Negative Appeals to the Emperor

All eyes were on Wu Xian's hands.

Wu Xian showed the back of his hand, with slightly yellow skin, long and strong fingers, and slightly protruding veins. It looked like just an ordinary hand that was a bit nicer.

Then, Wu Xian flipped his hand over, revealing the other side of his palm.

Wu Xian's palm was as white as plaster, with only his fingertips showing a hint of black, resembling the hand of a dead man!
Then, Wu Xian quickly shook his wrist.

To everyone's surprise, it seemed as if Wu Xian had two hands on his wrist!
call!
The pale hand vanished without a trace, and Wu Xian held a white ghost playing card that had lost its luster between his fingers.

"Dead people should handle official business; living people should stay away."

"When the messengers of the underworld travel, the living must remain silent."

"Whether it's darkness or silence, these are rules that apply only to the living. So, the rule that living people can only hear each other by touching each other must also be a rule that applies only to the living."

"But you two don't need to make contact with us to hear our voices."

"So I placed the fake hand in my palm, avoiding everyone's gaze, and under the guise of verifying its authenticity, I took the initiative to shake hands with the five people next to the red line."

"If I touch the other person with a prosthetic hand and the other person does not react to what I say, then the other person is a real, living person."

"If they can react immediately to what I say when I use a fake hand, then they are just imposters disguised as evil spirits!"

"Through this method, I confirmed that Qi Liang, Luo Caixia, and Fang Aimin are real, while Xu Dayu and Wan Siming are fake!"

"All the rest of the conversations, questions, and probing were to prevent the two of you from noticing the unusual cover-up."

"Of the five people by the red line, three lived and two died. Adding the two who lived and one who died before, the answer is naturally five who lived and three who died."

After Wu Xian finished speaking, the scene was quiet for more than ten seconds.

Having progressed this far in the blessed land, Wu Xian had accumulated numerous opportunities to use the Hand of Vengeful Spirits, which allowed him to solve the mystery in this way.

Of course, Wan Siming and Xu Dayu, who are far outside the red line, may still be alive. In addition to Shi Yan's fake corpse, the real Shi Yan may have already died.

However, if we think this way, we will fall into the meaningless internal friction of nested thinking, where "you only think of the third layer, but I think of the fifth layer." Therefore, Wu Xian's reasoning ends here.

The bull-headed evil spirit seemed somewhat unwilling to accept this. After pondering deeply, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "No, you're lying! When we shook hands, my fingers touched the back of your hand. We had direct physical contact. Your statement is invalid!"

"You're right."

Wu Xian brushed aside the hair that was obstructing his vision from his forehead:

"Therefore, the time I use the Hand of Vengeance is not when shaking hands, but when I pat you on the back to announce that we are about to shake hands."

"I was the one who reached out to touch the arms and shake hands with the three living people, while Wan Siming and Xu Dayu offered their hands to me as if they knew where my hands were!"

"Now, you can tell me what the benefits are of explaining your problem-solving approach clearly."

The aged horse-faced beast and the robust bull-headed beast looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard they were doubled over, tears and snot streaming down their faces, wetting the fur on their heads.

This sudden laughter made Wu Xian uneasy; had he done something wrong?

After the laughter stopped, the horse-faced evil spirit stared at Wu Xian:

“My brother and I were originally prison guards, obeying the orders of the county magistrate. We have been working like cattle and horses here for hundreds of years, knocking on the door every midnight to ask questions. We are already exhausted.”

"Since you were able to solve the puzzle today, and it wasn't just by luck, it means you're more suited for this job than the two of us. So, this responsibility is entrusted to you today!"

Wu Xian quickly stopped him: "Wait, I don't want to guard the door!"

"late!"

The horse-faced evil spirit forced a drumstick into Wu Xian's hand, while the ox-headed evil spirit shouted, "Three drumbeats open the gate of death; if you still cherish your life, do not enter..." As the chanting continued, the ox and horse evil spirits fell to the ground, their corpses spontaneously combusting without fire, leaving only a pile of chains on the ground. Then, the chains also vanished in a gust of cold wind.

……

Wu Xian looked at the drumsticks in his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

After waiting for a while, he did not encounter anything strange.

It seems that the so-called handover of duties was just an excuse for these two evil spirits to shirk their responsibilities, rather than a real reason to confine Wu Xian here to guard the gate.

Wu Xian opened the ordination certificate and looked at the instructions for the drumsticks.

Dengwen Drumstick:

This is the century-old gavel of Xuanling County. In the past, the people of Xuanling County beat the drum to appeal for justice. The drum was appreciated by the people, who poured their gratitude into the gavel, which gave it the power to soothe the soul, purify the spirit, and remove evil.

The Dengwen Drum has two sides, and it can only be struck three times each time the time is reset.

Knocking on the reverse side opens the Death Gate, releasing a red thread that suppresses the evil spirits within for a period of time.

Knocking on the front will close the Death Gate, retract the red thread, and suppress the empty, hanging corpse in the county government hall for four hours.

Wu Xian gripped the drumsticks tightly and looked at the Dengwen Drum.

This drum has been standing here from the beginning, and it is indeed for a reason. After figuring out the effect of this drum, all that is left in the main hall of the county government is the things on the official's desk, whose purpose is unknown.

Wu Xian thought for a moment, then stuffed everything he could take from the table into his pocket and left. He then told everyone about the drumsticks.

After hearing this, Qi Liang's face showed a look of sudden realization:

“I had heard that the death gate of the county government office is usually located in the Kun position, which is the southwest direction. It is usually not directly facing the main hall, so as to avoid the death energy clashing with the positive energy. So from the beginning, I felt that there was something wrong with the location of this death gate.”

"Now it seems that this drum was placed in the Kun position to suppress the death energy of the Death Gate."

"In addition, various folk legends also mention striking the drum three times, which corresponds to the effect of this drum."

Wu Xian's eyes lit up: "You have studied these metaphysical matters?"

Qi Liang quickly waved his hand, explaining that he had only glanced at the materials on ancient county government offices while researching ancient musical instruments, but it could not be considered a serious study.

After receiving the drumsticks, Wu Xian did not linger.

According to the description of the drumsticks, the evil spirits of cattle and horses are able to open the gate of death and release the red thread by striking the drum from the back. Striking the drum from the back also has the effect of suppressing the evil spirits inside the gate of death, but the duration of this effect is still unknown.

Therefore, Wu Xian and the others must take advantage of the suppression effect and quickly explore the Death Gate.

After all that commotion right after the door opened, only four of the newcomers survived. Of these four, Fang Aimin was dying, and Shi Yan was still hanging from the ceiling.

Therefore, this round has basically ended in failure.

puff.

Fang Aimin fell to the ground.

Wu Xian rushed over to check on him and found that Fang Aimin had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

His injuries were too severe to be easily healed with wound medicine, so Wu Xian took off the golden robe he was wearing and put it on himself. Then, while he was unconscious, he stabbed him in the chest with the Burning Dream Blade.

"Let's go, let's go inside the Death Gate and take a look."

(End of this chapter)