Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 959 Apprehending the Real Culprit
Wu Xian opened this book of bizarre case records.

On the title page of the transcript, there is a text that is divided into two parts.

The text at the top was written in the beautiful official script style by the ancients.

"When Xuanling County was first established, the task of compiling the county gazetteer was entrusted to a clerk with a dark face and red hair. However, this clerk went so far as to include strange tales and legends in the gazetteer. This text involved four families in the county, so the book was destroyed, the volumes were divided, and the fragments were named 'The Fragment of the County Gazetteer,' and sent to the four families for safekeeping."

The elders of the four families scoffed at this fragment, dismissing it as mere nonsense and discarding it like worn-out shoes. A century later, after the four families were wiped out, the fragment reappeared, and only then did the world realize it was a prophecy!

Wu Xian paused for a moment.

"Dark face and long hair... It's that kind of person again. It seems like they're appearing quite frequently."

Further down, there are penmanship marks written in blue ink, clearly left by modern people.

"After months of searching and many twists and turns, I finally found the original copy of this book recording the bizarre case of the massacre of four major families in the Ming Dynasty Cultural Museum."

"It turns out that evil spirits had already begun to appear hundreds of years ago, and before this particular incident, ancient people had given warnings to the people of Xuanling County, and highly skilled Taoist priests had exorcised ghosts and exorcised evil spirits, helping them survive the calamity caused by the evil spirits."

"Then... does the warning we received also exist?"

'Our era is plagued by malevolent spirits and rampant evil. Order has collapsed, countless people die every day, and tragedies of life and death unfold constantly. Survivors are becoming fewer and fewer, and hope is growing ever fainter. Even mine…'

The pen paused here, and the ink formed a black dot on the paper, as if the person who wrote this passage had hesitated for a long time.

'If anyone reads this later, I hope you will let me know.'

What should we do?

'Which history book should I study carefully? Which dynasty should I delve into? What kind of artifacts should I examine... to find prophecies about this disaster?'

How can we stop this disaster before it happens and save this dying world?

'Did we not study enough... and miss the clues given by the ancients?'

The last paragraph appears to have been soaked with tears, and there are a few drops of blood splattered on it. In the lower right corner of the page is the signature of the person who wrote this passage.

'—Shi Lu, the last historian, in 1625 (the new year).'

……

Wu Xian put down the book, feeling a tightness in his chest.

If we put ourselves in the shoes of this historian and try to understand his perspective, what kind of despair would he be facing?
Indeed, the dangers faced by the family members are far greater than those faced by this historian.

But the people have strength and hope. They know that as long as they complete the task assigned by the gods, they can return from the blessed world. The real world still has order and civilization, so they can sleep peacefully and enjoy life to the fullest.

But this historian had no hope.

However, Wu Xian was only in an emotional state for a short while. After all, when the historian wrote this passage, there were other survivors in the world, while Wu Xian's home world had already been destroyed.

Compared to him, Wu Xian was in a worse situation.

The later part of the "Records of Strange Cases" contains more details than the fragments of the county annals, but Wu Xian had already grasped the general content.

Based on the information currently available, this world has experienced three evil calamities.

For the first time, hundreds or even thousands of years ago, evil spirits ravaged the land, but were ended by a Taoist priest with a black face and red hair.

The second instance occurred hundreds of years ago during the Ming Dynasty in Xuanling County. It began with the massacre of four major families and ultimately led to the destruction of Xuanling County. However, the scope of the impact did not expand, the world was preserved, and civilization continued.

The third event occurred in modern times, and this time the disaster expanded endlessly, ultimately leading to the destruction of the world.

This gamble took place after the world had ended.

Even the gods and immortals could only try to rescue their kin trapped here, but they couldn't save the world.

Wu Xian closed the book and looked at the six newlyweds. "Let's go find Su Xianqing and retrieve the treasures we left with him!"

Shi Yan, who had never seen the Soul-Soothing Bell treasure before, stared at the mahogany box and asked, "Aren't you going to see what the treasure is first?"

Wu Xian walked towards the right side of the second floor.

"It's the same to look at them all together after we've found them all."

……

The restaurant is located on the right side of the second floor.

Wu Xian spread out everything he had taken from the desk in the county government hall on the first floor on the dining table, then picked up a pen and wrote an arrest warrant for Su Xianqing on a blank document. He then attached the Xuanling County seal to the arrest warrant and finally wrapped a green tag with the character "拘" (arrest) on it.

Wu Xian then smashed the small ceramic doll that housed the eight constables and replaced the documents and bamboo slips that were originally hidden inside with his own newly written ones.

After doing all this, everyone left the restaurant.

The fragments of the pottery figurine first come together to form a complete pottery figurine.

Then the clay figurine became covered with cracks, and angry roars came from within. Several human faces then squeezed out of the cracks, and the faces and bodies were squeezed together, constantly expanding, merging and twisting... Finally, the Eight-Faced Constable appeared in front of everyone!
Wang Wei's expression changed slightly, and Shi Yan took two steps back.

They both still remembered the scene of fleeing for their lives when they were chased by the eight constables.

The eight constables stood there for a long time, then turned to look at Wu Xian and the others before striding towards the market.

His prisoner, Su Xianqing, was in the black carriage in the market!

Shi Yan asked softly, "Does he still remember when he chased after us before?"

Wu Xian shook his head: "I once looked around the blessed land and saw the phrase 'Eight-Faced Divine Constable' on the county magistrate's desk."

"Before the disaster, he had his own glory and stories. The five keys to open the water dungeon were retrieved by him at great risk."

"But after Meng Longtu tore off his disguise, the once-renowned Eight-Faced Divine Constable became what he is now."

"Perhaps this Eight-Faced Detective preferred to fulfill his duty and capture the murderer in the massacre of the four major families rather than being ordered by Meng Longtu to act as his accomplice."

Wu Xian walked to the stairs of the restaurant and took the red wooden box containing the 'Xu Bu Ju Yun Lu' from the restaurant manager.

Previously, taking this wooden box would have resulted in being hunted down, but now it's readily available.

"Let's go check out the market."

When the seven arrived at the market, they heard a rumbling sound. It turned out that the eight constables were hitting the black carriage incessantly.

The strength of the eight constables was considerable; each punch made the carriage tremble, but Su Xianqing inside the carriage remained motionless as if rooted to the spot.

Just like last time Wu Xian couldn't poke open the wooden box Su Xianqing was holding with his stick, the strength of the Eight-Sided Constables couldn't budge Su Xianqing in the slightest.

Even after being turned into a puppet, the true culprit who led to the massacre of the four major families still possesses bizarre abilities.

Just as Wu Xian frowned, his arm suddenly felt hot.

The "White Silk of Retribution" that Wu Xian had obtained from the Gate of Death and had been wrapped around his arm flew out of thin air, entered the carriage, and wrapped itself around Su Xianqing.

Su Xianqing, who had remained motionless, suddenly seemed to lose all his strength and was grabbed and held in the palm of the Eight-Faced Constable.

Then, the eight constables walked downstairs with heavy steps.

Wu Xian touched his arm, picked up the last red wooden box from the carriage, and smiled at everyone, saying:

"Let's go back, court is about to begin."

(End of this chapter)