Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 951 A Hall Full of White Robes
The area behind the door is the three halls.

If the main hall of the county government office is a public stage for the people to watch plays, then the second hall is the backstage area where the actors change clothes, and the third hall is the real center of power, the secret room where the troupe leader revises the play... in other words, the county magistrate's private residence.

Wu Xian stepped into the third hall, followed only by his advisor.

The advisor's face was as pale as a sheet of rice paper soaked in water, covered with the words "I don't want to go back," but he was being pulled in by Wu Xian's iron grip and could only stagger in.

As for the elderly, including Lei Weiguo, Wu Xian left them in the second hall to rest.

The advisor's words may not be the truth about the three halls. There might be some unexpected dangers hidden there. These old people don't know much about their own abilities, and they can't help much when something happens. Besides, Wu Xian needs them to dance around the statue in order to leave the current scene. If there are casualties, it will make things difficult for Wu Xian.

The moment the two stepped across the threshold, all was silent.

In the second hall, one could still hear birds chirping, insects buzzing, and the wind rustling through the leaves. Although it was somewhat dark, it was at least a scene of 'living'. All the natural sounds that should exist here had disappeared, except for a strange friction sound coming from the depths of the mansion.

Hiss, hiss...

There were clearly more lanterns hanging under the corridor, but the light and shadow were even dimmer. The gaps in the rockery, the eaves of the pavilion, and the shadows under the grass and trees were all illuminated by the moonlight. Something seemed to be wriggling in these shadows. Wu Xian turned on his flashlight and moved forward, but the light could only illuminate the stone path under his feet and could not penetrate the shadows at all.

suddenly!

A dark figure darted out from the shadows beneath the artificial hill, startling the clerk so much that he stumbled and nearly fell, letting out a scream and tilting his hat to one side.

The dark figure stopped on the path, turned around and scrutinized Wu Xian and the advisor with its gleaming eyes, then let out a soft cry and disappeared into the shadows on the other side.

"You scared me to death! I thought it was the master, but it turns out to be the madam's cat."

The clerk straightened his hat and looked at the spot where the black cat had disappeared: "This cat's fur is as black as ink. It usually likes to hide in the dark. I saw the madam anxiously asking the maid to look for it, but she couldn't see it even when she walked past it. Now that the madam has been taken away by the master... I'm afraid no one will be worried about not being able to find it anymore."

Wu Xian glanced at the clerk, then silently stared at the spot where the shadow had disappeared.

The advisor was right; it was indeed a black cat.

But Wu Xian had just seen it clearly: the fur on the black cat's neck had all fallen off, revealing grayish-blue wrinkled skin. Even more horrifying was that its neck had been elongated by three inches, making the whole cat look extremely disproportionate.

The advisor also saw this scene, but he thought it was a normal black cat.

What the clerk sees is probably different from what he actually sees. Although the clerk was lucky enough to escape from the three halls, however…

Was the one who escaped really the advisor?

……

The advisor led the way, and Wu Xian, holding a flashlight, walked in the moonlight, bypassing the shadows that writhed on both sides of the path. After walking for a while, he finally arrived at the most spacious part of the mansion.

Several oil lamps illuminated the central hall, filling the room with a warm glow.

A dozen or so corpses hung from the beams of the main hall, swaying with the light when a gentle breeze blew by.

Hanging at the very front was a middle-aged woman with graying temples, a beautiful face, and dressed in a light purple dress. She must be the county magistrate's wife described by the clerk. Her tongue was sticking out long, with rouge still stuck to the tip of her lips. Behind her were the people in the house hanging like cured meat.

There were more than a dozen fresh corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.

A burly figure in a green official robe squatted beside one of the corpses, slowly and methodically wrapping a chain around the corpse's neck. After finishing, the figure stood up and tossed the chain onto the roof beam. As it was tossed, the chain transformed into a thin white silk ribbon. Then, the figure pulled on the ribbon.

Hiss, hiss...

It turned out that the strange noises they heard at the entrance of the three halls were the sounds made when the magistrate was hanging people up!

Wu Xian blinked.

He thought of the newlyweds hanging in the main hall of the county government office on the first floor, and the reason why the white silk binding their feet could not be cut off.

Could it be that those white silk ribbons, which look like cloth, are actually chains?
Even more horrifying, besides those hanging from the beams and lying on the ground, there were more than a dozen figures standing in the hall. All of these figures had their heads down, shoulders hunched, and arms hanging limply at their sides, just like the eerie figures that Wu Xian had seen in the videotapes, those who ran out of the third floor of the museum after 4:30 in the morning!
Furthermore, these figures all looked somewhat familiar.

One of them was a woman wearing a light purple silk dress... she was the county magistrate's wife!

Hiss, hiss...

At this moment, the advisor was so frightened by the bizarre scene that he collapsed to the ground, crawling backwards on his hands and feet, but was pulled back by Wu Xian.

"Tell me, what did you see?"

The advisor was taken aback, wondering what Wu Xian meant. Was this zombie blind?
"Everyone in the three halls is dead. The master is hanging them one by one from the rafters with their scarves. Madam, Miss, Erxi... everything above is white, I can't see anything clearly."

"A vast expanse of white..."

Wu Xian's eyes flickered: "Besides being white, what other characteristics do their clothes have?"

"There seems to be a black pattern on the chest of each garment, but my old eyesight is failing, and I can't make out what the pattern is."

The clerk trembled all over, tears welling in the wrinkles around his eyes, and he pleaded with Wu Xian in a trembling voice:
"I've brought you here, and I've told you everything you wanted to know. Now, could you please let me go back?"

“I have a seventy-year-old mother to take care of, and a wife, children and elderly parents to look after. My whole family depends on me to live. If I die here, they won’t be able to survive!”

Wu Xian sighed: "Look closely at the roof beams. It's not that I don't want you to leave, but... he doesn't want you to leave."

The advisor rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked closely. The more he looked, the clearer it became. The people hanging from the roof beams were all dressed in plain clothes with white silk ribbons around their necks.

"I think I saw it clearly. The black pattern on their chests was the character 'prisoner,' and they were all wearing prison clothes!"

"Wait, there's someone else behind."

"That man was wearing a cloth hat and had a goatee, and he looked like, he looked like..."

The advisor swallowed hard, feeling the same chill he had felt at the door of Xiao Cui's room. This chill penetrated to his very bones, making his soul tremble.

"The person hanging at the very back looks like me!"

"Ah, I remember now, I was the first person the master strangled and hung up!"

(End of this chapter)