When he came to Longmen Village to catch ghosts before leaving, Zhang Xuezhou paid a special visit to Mu Taoist.
This led Zhang Xuezhou to ask for a ghost-catching jar of unknown purpose, and also asked for a technique for searching for ghosts.
But he didn't expect that there were no ghosts in Longmen Village.
This made his preparations look like dragon-slaying skills, useless at all.
When catching Wang Baoli, he could only rely on two legs.
In Longmen Village, as Wang Baoli ran away wildly, in just over ten seconds, the scene had turned into a large-scale chase.
"It's a pity that those local dogs don't bite the villagers, otherwise it would be much easier to catch the water ghost!"
Rong Tianding let out a dissatisfied sound and ran away holding the scroll of fairy paintings.
As the organizer of the ritual, he is the indicator of the direction of the catching wind. Whenever Rong Tianding still rushes to catch ghosts, the villagers will follow closely behind.
Behind him, Zhang Xuezhou ran very closely, even with ease.
"Cousin, if we catch that kid, our matter will be over, right?"
Rong Tianding asked breathlessly, which made Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"When aunt catches the water ghost, we will return to Chengdu!"
Thinking that many things had fallen into place, Zhang Xuezhou felt happy that he could finally pester Jia Zhiyuan and let Jia Zhiyuan tutor him.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. He is staying at Rong Li's house and cannot do whatever he wants.
Only when many things are in place can he blend in properly.
Otherwise, Zhang Xuezhou would have to follow him to kill pigs every day.
Killing pigs was interesting at first, but killing pigs every day made Zhang Xuezhou unbearable.
This is much more difficult than studying every day.
When Zhang Xuezhou thought of his expressionless self, he felt that he could not indulge in a job like killing pigs.
"catch him!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted and kicked his legs and feet.
The strong physique brought by the Qi and Blood Pill allowed him to run ahead, and he kept passing the few leaders.
He patted Rong Tianding on the shoulder, then ran away quickly, following closely behind Rong Li.
"You can't run away," Zhang Xuezhou shouted: "The Yamen has already known about your murder of Wang Fu'an. Returning to the Yamen as soon as possible and confessing is your way out!"
"I'm not water... harming Wang Fu'an?"
If the water ghost thing can be refuted with reasonable arguments, the latter thing is difficult for Wang Baoli to distinguish.
Nearly half of his family's winter vegetables were eaten by Wang Fuan's family, and the other party did not pay any compensation. The village chief only tried to reconcile in a symbolic way. Wang Baoli couldn't help but feel resentful, and pushed Wang Fuan while he was following Wang Fuan in the dark.
, who knew that Wang Fuan was frightened, slipped and rushed into the river and drowned.
He did not kill Wang Fu'an directly, but Wang Fu'an's death had a lot to do with his push.
This is a crime of negligence.
If you go back to Longmen Village for a public trial, you will be burned to death. If you go to the Yamen for trial, you will be imprisoned, and then you will most likely be beheaded in the future.
When the water ghost incident and Wang Fu'an's death were accumulated, Wang Baoli felt that he had no way out.
"We must escape to another place!"
At this point, Wang Baoli had no choice but to run away and live incognito in another place.
As for other things, Wang Baoli has no control and no ability to control them.
He glanced back at the pig-butcher who was following closely behind him, and found it difficult to get away from her.
Rong Li's physical fitness is excellent, far better than that of ordinary men.
If he continued to chase, Wang Baoli felt that he was lying on the ground panting, and the opponent could still trot around him.
And the opponent can't just run.
Looking at the butcher's knife in Rong Li's hand, Wang Baoli's heart skipped a beat, and his legs had already turned in a different direction and he was running towards a forest.
It was a place that everyone talked about and it was difficult for anyone to penetrate into that dense forest as long as they were afraid of ghosts and gods.
In Longmen Village, the forest is called "Hundred Ghosts at Night".
Even though Mu Taoists came to perform Dharma, many people were as afraid of the dense forest and did not dare to go there.
What Wang Baoli is betting on is the shock that this kind of place can have on people's hearts.
He is at the end of his rope, but many people are not as desperate as him.
As long as he takes this path, there will be fewer and fewer pursuers behind him.
"The water ghost is going back to his lair!"
A faint voice came from behind. Wang Baoli glanced sideways and saw that everything was as he expected. The number of villagers in Longmen Village had dropped significantly.
But behind him, Rong Li was holding a butcher's knife while cursing and chasing him without any sign of stopping.
This made Wang Baoli feel bitter.
He was so out of breath that it was difficult to speak, and Rong Li was still so angry that she yelled and chased after him.
"I'm in the forest where hundreds of ghosts are walking at night. If you chase me, be careful not to be dragged away by the ghosts!"
Wang Baoli took a deep breath and shouted behind him. When he was almost hit by Rong Li's knife, he rushed forward with all his life.
"Hundred Ghosts at Night? Didn't Inspector Li refute the rumors?"
Behind Rong Li, Zhang Xuezhou listened and then turned to the back of his head.
There is no such thing as a hundred ghosts walking at night. This is something that the Yamen has confirmed with certainty.
Wang Baoli's threats are of no use.
Neither he nor Rong Li and others would believe it.
Following behind, Rong Li and Zhang Xuezhou did not hesitate at all, chasing the criminal who was only a few meters away.
Rong Li is here to help Rong Tian, and Zhang Xuezhou is here for a happy study life tomorrow.
"Damn it, you guys..."
After rushing a hundred meters into the dense forest, Wang Baoli saw the two men still chasing after him. He couldn't help but cursed when he stepped through the muddy land.
But just for a moment, his mind fell into darkness.
A red light flew out of the muddy mud, and Wang Baoli's body fell heavily into the mud.
In just a few seconds, Wang Baoli was gone.
"Disappeared?"
Rong Li, who followed behind, wiped her eyes hard.
She looked around with the butcher's knife.
But there is no shadow of Wang Baoli in front of me.
A big living person was running ahead, and in just a few seconds he fell into the mud pit and disappeared!
Rong Li carefully avoided the muddy area where Wang Baoli disappeared.
She also used a butcher knife to chop off a section of a branch to test the depth of the mud where Wang Baoli disappeared.
"how?"
Zhang Xuezhou followed him panting. When he saw Rong Li stopped, he couldn't help but ask questions.
Although the speed of his pursuit was second only to Rong Li, Zhang Xuezhou was more than ten meters away from Wang Baoli. This distance was enough for Zhang Xuezhou to ignore many things and could only make judgments by listening to Wang Baoli's furious voice.
Now that Wang Baoli's voice and figure were gone, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask Rong Li for help.
"He was running right in front of me. When he got there, he fell down in the mud and disappeared!" Rong Li said.
"Is there a mud pit that can trap people in this kind of mountain forest?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"Wang Baoli said that this is the dense forest where hundreds of ghosts walk at night. Are there really ghosts here?" Rong Li asked suspiciously.
She has encountered a lot of ghosts recently, such as being unable to open the door of Zhang Xuezhou's room after being outside the wing for a long time, seeing the Mu Taoist almost being burned to death, and the ghosts walking at night in Longmen Village, water ghosts, etc.
Although there are some truths and falsehoods in this, one thing after another keeps adding up, and Rong Li has more thoughts than before.
"How can there be a ghost?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "If there is a ghost, I will smash the can of that ghost!"
Zhang Xuezhou showed off the treasure he had asked for from Mu Taoist.
After several days of turmoil, there were no ghosts in Longmen Village, leaving Zhang Xuezhou's hero useless.
He reached out and threw away the Taoist Wooden jar. When he saw Rong Li timidly taking a branch more than two meters long and stabbing it in the mud, he immediately reached out to break the branch as well.
"Something's wrong, this quagmire is very shallow and there's no one hiding in it!"
Before Zhang Xuezhou could break the branch to verify, the branch Rong Li used to explore the bottom had already hit the bottom.
The two-meter-long branch was only inserted halfway and already touched a hard place. There is no way that such a mud puddle could swallow a person.
"Are there really ghosts in the place where hundreds of ghosts roam at night?"
A large living person disappeared in front of them, and the other person was not trapped in a quagmire. Rong Li and Zhang Xuezhou looked at each other, and their hearts couldn't help but feel sudden.
"I'll check it out!"
Zhang Xuezhou's magic power is circulating, and the Yin Object Tracking Technique uses the magic power in thirteen acupuncture points and the breath in the thirty-two vaginas.
A black shadow appeared on the front of Zhang Xuezhou's hand.
Just when he was about to use his magic power to carefully sense the direction of his search, he saw a golden light flash before his eyes.
"You can actually ambush an incoming monk in a place like this!"
The sound of surprise came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a pain in his body, and then he was restrained to the point where it was difficult to move.
In just a short period of time, the world in front of him expanded rapidly.