Chapter 1614: The Seven Sons of Destiny Fighting Monsters 7

Jinchen thought about it and pulled Chang Wuming over, "The three of us will check the west side of the town."

Chang Wuming was dragged along, and asked in confusion: "Who else? Didn't they only arrest me?"

Jinchen was shocked and quite dissatisfied: "Of course I want to be with Senior Brother, why do you even ask this!"

Rong Zixu glanced at Jinchen, but didn't refuse.

Jinchen also stuck to him when he was a child. The master was always out killing ghosts at that time, and other fellow disciples had no experience in taking care of children. But in the past few years, perhaps because he felt that he had grown up, he no longer expressed such words with such confidence.

It sounds a bit nostalgic.

Rong Zixu nodded, and Ren Jinchen held his hand.

Then he said to the second brother Yang Yu: "The focus is on exploring the ghost's intention. The boundary between day and night may be the Yin-Yang ghost domain."

"I know." Yang Yu nodded and waved his fan at Gong Siyue behind him, "Xiaoyue, prepare the flag."

"Wait a minute!"

Lord Song came down the hall and stopped the seven people who wanted to leave the yamen. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Since we are jointly investigating the case, how can we let you investigate alone? I will send a few yamen runners to follow you and help you."

The two teams went to the end of the street respectively. Jinchen glanced at the several yamen runners around him who obviously had bad intentions, and pulled Chang Wuming to continue to add fuel to the fire.

"These people in the court have no manners, they are all like this."

So you have to keep your eyes open and don't fall in love with the protagonist.

Chang Wuming was silent for a moment, then nodded in understanding, "Do you want to beat them up?"

Jinchen:? ?

He looked at Chang Wuming's expression, which seemed to reveal the truth, and nodded slowly, "Yes!"

"Not now, Senior Brother still..." Chang Wuming paused and looked honestly at Rong Zixu who was looking at him.

Rong Zixu: "What did you say about me?"

Chang Wuming adhered to the principle of never betraying his junior fellow apprentice, but he was not very good at lying, so he remained silent.

Jinchen also fell silent and quietly moved over to complain, "Brother, they glared at me."

Rong Zixu and Chang Wuming looked at the four yamen runners who followed them with gloomy expressions.

Yamen: "..."

Look what happened! There will be a piece of meat missing!

They smiled apologetically and pointed the way forward. "There is a family ahead. Three people have been missing from their home in the past month. It is said that they were all taken away by those...dirty guys at night. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Before getting close, I heard the sound of dragging footsteps coming from the dilapidated yard, slow and difficult, and then a skinny old arm tremblingly stretched out from behind the door, followed by blood-stained clothes, and a short, hunched old man walked out of the door.

"Old man, we are from out of town. Would it be convenient for us to come in and sit down?" Rong Zixu bowed gently and helped the old man who almost fell when he stepped over the threshold.

"Outsiders..."

The old man may have cried for a long time before. When he raised his head, his cloudy eyes were bloodshot and tears were dried in his wrinkles.

"Don't come, don't come, this place is weird!"

He didn't want to see these young men lose their lives for no apparent reason, so he pushed them away with shaking hands, "Go! You... will die!"

"Hey, old man, you are wrong," Jinchen popped his head out from behind Rong Zixu, put his chin on his shoulder, and said to the old man with a smile: "We are from the mountain, and we are here to help catch ghosts in your town."

Rong Zixu lowered his eyes to look at him and said softly, "Stand still."

"Oh."

Jinchen moved to stand beside him.

"This...catching ghosts...catching ghosts..."

The old man leaned on his cane and was stunned for a long time. He was so excited that he burst into tears again, "Immortals...you are immortals! My wife, son and daughter-in-law are all gone..."

The old man brought them into his own yard, which was dilapidated and desolate. Even the tea they were served was left over from the previous night, and there was food on the table that had not been eaten all night.

Rong Zixu listened quietly to the old man's intermittent recollections of what happened in those nights. He heard the red lantern again and his brows moved slightly.

"Is there a custom of hanging red lanterns in this town?" Jinchen asked.

The old man reacted for a while, then slapped his thigh excitedly, "Yes, there are several shops at the end of our East Street. They hang red lanterns during festivals to celebrate. In the past, when a shop hung red lanterns, we knew there was a happy event."

"That's right." A Yamen runner behind them nodded in affirmation, "It's a convention. But it's strange, judging from the order in which these people reported the case, the shops selling red lanterns at the end of the street were the first to get into trouble."

Jinchen suddenly realized and turned to Rongzi, saying, "Hanging red lanterns has changed from a happy event to a funeral event. The ghost's meaning is related to the customs of the town."

"Uh...what do you mean by ghost meaning?" Bailiff B couldn't help but ask, curious from the bottom of his heart.

Chang Wuming crossed his arms and said, "At night, we will enter the ghost realm controlled by ghosts, but the ghost realm also has to abide by certain rules. One of them is the rule of killing ghosts and breaking the ghost realm, which is called ghost intention."

"Only by finding the ghost's intention can we break the situation."

Jin Chen counted on his fingers for them, "It is now known that red lanterns turn from happy to sad, only one person is taken away every night, and ghosts knock on the door before taking someone away. These are the rules that ghosts must abide by."

Bailiff B swallowed his saliva. How... weird!

Bailiff C: "Then...are there any rules that people should follow?"

This is very important to them!

Rong Zixu looked serious and said solemnly, "After night falls, humans who enter a town controlled by ghosts should not speak to or contact ghosts unless necessary."

Several yamen runners nodded in unison, and the more they listened, the more panicked they became.

The old man wiped away his turbid tears and remembered another thing, "Also, Baibu, yes, you guys come with me."

Entering the back room, there were three white cloths hanging on the empty wall, giving off a gloomy atmosphere.

"When one person is taken away, there is an extra piece of white cloth." The old man choked up and cried again, "This cloth cannot be taken down, and it won't move. It just hangs there."

"Such a strong yin energy." Jinchen took a few quick steps and reached out to grab it, but before he could get it, Rong Zixu pulled him back and scolded him.

"Nonsense, you are so yin-filled and yet you are trying to take it with your bare hands."

Jin Chen staggered to his side and stood firm, but smiled at him, "Brother, why do you always touch me?"

Rong Zixu thought this was strange and did not respond. Since the white cloth was related to human life, he could not move it rashly for fear of causing trouble.

He just leaned in to take a closer look, and saw only a long strip of cloth that had been corroded by Yin energy, with no other souls left.

Chang Wuming asked the yamen runner nearby, "How many families have not had any incidents so far?"

Bailiff B scratched his head and thought for a while, "Not many... I can't remember their names, they are just ordinary families."