After hearing the sound outside the door, Liang En asked vigilantly, and at the same time, he grasped the high-voltage electric baton hidden in his sleeve. At the same time, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang also grasped the pitchfork and pole respectively.
The time now is 8 pm, a time when nightlife has just begun for modern people, and it is also a time when night markets in some big cities in the world are still open.
That's right, because the current Song Dynasty claims to be the successor of the former Song Dynasty, many policies have naturally been continued. For example, it does not suppress business like the Ming Dynasty in another world.
Therefore, there are no restrictions on business hours and locations for business here. Whether it is selling carts along the street or brightly lit night markets, they are common.
The only thing that is strictly controlled is commercial tax. There is a strict commercial tax policy here, and there is even a small official from the ninth rank in the yamen who is responsible for this matter with a group of officials.
However, night markets are not available everywhere. For a small county like Yuanhe County, the local market is so small that if a night market were opened, the money earned would not be enough to cover lamp oil.
Therefore, people in Yuanhe County will hardly go out as soon as it gets dark, let alone anyone knocking on the door at this time.
"It's me, Old Wangtou. The county has ordered me to ask you something now."
After a few seconds of silence, a voice older than Uncle Zhang came from the door.
Lao Wang was the watchman on this street, and sometimes he helped post government notices, so after hearing what the other party said and confirming his identity, Uncle Zhang planned to step forward and open the door.
"Don't move!"
At this time, Liang En grabbed Uncle Zhang, shook his head, and then shouted to the door: "It's getting late today, and there are women in the house who can't open the door. Is there anything that we can't talk about through the door?"
"Do you dare to disobey the county magistrate's order? Open the door! Open the door!"
After hearing Liang En's rejection of him, the man at the door who called himself Lao Wangtou suddenly became irritable and started to knock on the door hard. However, he stopped inexplicably after knocking for a few times, and there was no answer no matter how many questions he asked.
The sudden change in the situation outside the door caught the people in the yard off guard. Liang En and the three of them stood there looking at each other, wondering what was happening now.
"Sir, otherwise I will go—"
After being stunned for a few seconds, Uncle Zhang tightened his grip on the pitchfork and walked toward the door, but as soon as he raised his feet, he heard a "Crack-" sound, and then a black shadow shot out from the crack in the door.
"Fuck!" Looking at the black shadow flying towards him, Liang En subconsciously raised his right hand and turned on the electric baton switch at the same time.
"Crack-"
The next moment, Liang En saw the electric baton in his hand collided with the black mist, and then released several blue-white electric currents that were submerged into the surrounding black mist.
"ah--"
A piercing scream echoed in the yard, making everyone in the yard show painful expressions. But Liang En discovered that the fog that was like thick ink dimmed a lot after being hit with an electric baton.
After realizing that the guy in front of him seemed to be restrained by the electric baton in his hand, Liang En endured the headache caused by the scream just now, and then held the electric baton in both hands and stabbed it fiercely at the black mist floating in the air.
Electricity burst out in the black mist again, causing the remaining black mist to twist and scream. However, Liang En did not let go, but gritted his teeth to hold back the waves of screams.
As the current continued to travel, the black mist became thinner and thinner, and the sounds of struggles and screams became smaller and smaller. Finally, after a shattering sound like glass, the black mist completely dissipated in the air.
At the same time, two gadgets fell out of the mist and landed on the ground, making two noises.
"It's finally over." Liang En breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that the courtyard was quiet again. "I just want to pour some things and sell them for money. Why are things getting more and more complicated now?"
...
At the moment when the black mist was completely dispersed by the electric current on the electric baton, in a palace built of messy skeletons on a mountain in the netherworld outside Yuanhe County, the blue flame on an oil lamp flickered a few times and then went out.
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"Another one - a bunch of losers!"
After seeing the ice blue oil lamp next to it go out, the huge black figure sitting on the seat in the center of the hall slapped the bull-headed skull on the armrest of the seat and stood up and became furious.
"Look, look for me quickly, everyone will look for me immediately!"
The next moment, countless black shadows flew out from various parts of the Skeleton Palace, and then flew in all directions.
...
Liang En was naturally unaware of the changes that had taken place in the Netherworld. After the battle, he was currently counting the gains from his battle.
In addition to a black transparent bead the size of a soybean and a black wood chip the size of an index finger that fell from the black mist just now, his biggest gain this time was related to the small copper tripod in his soul.
After extinguishing the black smoke, a small pool of silvery liquid like mercury suddenly appeared in the empty small cauldron in his mind. It was made up of three drops of silvery liquid.
"The Cauldron of Two Realms? The Essence of Luck?"
Through the information from the bronze tripod, Liang En knew the name of the tripod and the name of the liquid inside the tripod, but that was all.
In a literal sense, this thing has to do with fate.
But he had no idea how to get this thing or what it could be used for, so he took out the prepared meat from the room and threw it to the eel that had been hiding behind the water tank just now, and threw it between the eel and the mouth of the well.
I haven't figured it out yet.
However, because he was distracted, he did not notice the eel, but his eyes were full of human gratitude.
Maybe it was because some kind of special power was involved, and no one noticed it even after they had been fussing around in the yard for a long time. This saved them the trouble of explaining to the people around them.
"Master, how do you know that the person who called the door just now is not Lao Wangtou?"
After finishing all these tasks, Uncle Zhang, who had barely escaped from the negative state saved by the black mist's scream, asked curiously.
"Actually, this matter is quite understandable." Liang En looked at Uncle Zhang and smiled, "I believe that under any normal circumstances, the county magistrate would not directly find a watchman to give instructions."
"Then what if the county magistrate has something to do with Lao Wangtou, and then he casually asks to analyze it?" As an old man like you who has experienced a lot of things, Uncle Zhang is obviously still a little worried about the whole thing.
These days, county magistrates often go to other places to take office, so when they take office, they will bring some villagers and relatives as helpers, and these helpers are often appointed as long-term attendants and watchmen.
"No, if Lao Wangtou really has a special relationship with the county magistrate, he wouldn't come out to do the watch in the middle of the night. Wouldn't it be better to be a gatekeeper at the county government office?"
Liang En shook his head to indicate that there was no need to be nervous, and then walked towards his bedroom.
"It's late today, and this happened again, so you should go to bed quickly. You can clean the yard in time tomorrow -"