Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 243 [Clues and endless speculation]

  After they approached and read the words, they told the people around them, and then everyone knew that there was an unknown power here to eliminate the harm, so they sighed.

   There was another person who had just run away to report to the officials, and came panting with the officials.

   "Get out of the way!"

  Officials were carrying water sticks and chains, clattering and dragging on the ground, and ran towards the scene of the accident.

  Since the scale of Sanjia Village is only a large town level, there are only five or six guards stationed here to maintain law and order and collect taxes. This is because this is an important traffic road. But for the townspeople, they are the biggest officials here, and they naturally represent authority.

   Everyone moved out of the way, and the two officials slowly approached the yard.

   Seeing the tragic scenes on both sides of the Yonglu Road, they were also a little frightened. The one holding the water and fire stick was still shaking slightly.

On the contrary, the older old guard in front suddenly stopped, sniffed in front of the coiled snake corpses and said, "What a strong smell of wine! - Was it like this at the beginning when you came here? "

  Everyone said that there was always this smell in the yard.

  But neither the townspeople nor the guards could imagine why there was such a smell of alcohol, so they put it to the back of their minds.

The guards who can be stationed in the town can read and write. After reading the words engraved on the door panel, the two guards also found details that everyone did not pay attention to: "These words seem to be engraved, but in such a short period of time, How do you make the strokes so clear and consistent in depth?"

  A neighbor next door recognized that this door panel was originally installed on the courtyard wall, but the courtyard wall has disappeared.

   It was the older guard who threw the iron chain in his hand aside, suddenly leaned down in a part of the courtyard, and stretched out his hand on the ground: "This is now."

   After finishing speaking, he walked to the door panel, reached out and touched the depression of the handwriting, then read it again, took two steps back and remained silent.

   After a while, he said to the young guard next to him: "Let's go check it out."

   Not far away, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping have climbed the tree.

  They took a piece of paper from the seized bookshelf, spread it among the branches, rolled it into a cup shape with leaves, and were drinking, by the way, to see how the people below would deal with this battlefield.

  I saw the old guard hastily inspected the corpses on both sides, got up and said to the young guard:

"The people who reported their disappearance in the past two years can be roughly matched, and there are even a few more. It seems that they all died here. I didn't expect that there are monsters doing evil under the bright world. Fortunately, there are passing gods. Save our population, so that the world will not become ghosts."

  When the people around heard it, there was an uproar.

  Of course, everyone is already mentally prepared. The words of the old guard are just to confirm and enrich the content written on the wooden door panel. And thinking of such two terrifying evil monsters hiding in the town, killing people and stealing money every now and then, many people felt a cold air rise from the soles of their feet and float directly to the top of their doors.

   Fortunately, the sun was so strong that they could barely stand still.

The old guard continued to give instructions to the young guard, but in fact, he also spoke to the people around him: "Next, you find a few people to guard this place, no matter it is the venue or the stolen money in the house, don't let anyone stir it up, I will go to the mansion immediately to report , It is estimated that Fuzhong Wu will be invited to come over and inspect it. Everyone should withdraw, and don’t destroy this place again.”

  Everyone scattered to the street outside as promised, still discussing a lot, many people saw enough excitement and went back to work. After the old guard arranged for the young guards to guard, he took the fast horse and left in a hurry.

  Fang Chang and Sang Ziping sat on the tree and finished eating the paper snacks.

  They threw away the used wine leaves, jumped off the tree, and prepared to go back to the inn, but no one could find them.

There is nothing to see in the courtyard below that lost the courtyard wall. When the old guard left, he asked another young guard to organize some people to guard the scene, so they adjusted their shifts and set up a shed, carrying bows, knives, spears and guards. , they even prepared torches, which seemed to be guarded all night.

  All the participants were very energetic. After all, the two thick snake bodies still reminded everyone that this matter was unusual.

  When I entered the door, I saw someone chatting with the innkeeper.

  Both of them are super-hearing people, they can clearly hear the movement outside, and this small inn is generally sound-proof, so the conversation in the lobby outside is very clear. It seemed to be a townsman who was spitting and embellishing, describing to the innkeeper what happened in the town just now.

  I only heard someone say: "...I tell you, but it's incredible, that scene, tsk tsk, made me so bold that my legs are weak..."

  The innkeeper expressed his doubts: "So who did it? The hero didn't leave his name?"

"Where do you know where to go?" the visitor said in a very lazy tone. "Anyway, there are no traces left. Although this does not seem to be in line with the style of those famous heroes, it is actually very reasonable. Because everyone guessed , the ones who can subdue demons are not those knights in the rivers and lakes, maybe they are gods..."

"Hey, maybe the gods don't care about fame at all, they come and go without a trace. But in the past few years, it's too scary to have such a vicious thing living in these three villages. The mother-in-law at home knows. In recent years, the world has become more and more chaotic." The innkeeper's tone was full of embarrassment.

   "...Who said it wasn't? We are really lucky this time, otherwise, according to the number of corpses, we might be eaten up and killed after more than ten years..."

   "I don't know what people in the mansion will say tomorrow. Forget it. The dishes you delivered in the morning are good. I hope they will be so fresh and tender next time."

  "...It can't be said for sure. My family always picks it up early in the morning and delivers it in the early morning, but the specifics still depend on God's mood, so it's unpredictable..."

  Fang Chang and Sang Ziping smiled at each other and continued drinking tea.

   Fortunately, this inn always has hot water supply. It is said that some field inns only provide a small clay stove, and the customers make a fire to boil water by themselves, and the supply is only some crude loose tea. However, that kind of wild shop often serves meals. The taste is not very good, but the portions are always sufficient.

  Because travelers on the road often don’t have high requirements for accommodation, as long as they have bedding, a safe place, and a place that can shelter from the wind and rain and sleep peacefully, they are much better than Shi’ao Cave. But traveling is a very exhausting task, so passengers have never lowered their requirements for the amount of food they eat.

   The old guard who went to report the letter was very fast.

  Early the next morning, he brought the officials in the mansion, as well as the head hunter and the county magistrate himself, to the scene of the incident.

  (end of this chapter)