() The patrolling sergeant appeared, and Song Lian also hid, thinking: Dai Jifeng's disciples did not dare to enter Xiao's house, and were even worried about being discovered by the sergeant. Then I simply told the sergeant - shook his head. That guy is not afraid of the sergeant, he will be the one to go out.

In the world, I am the biggest here.

Just lie down in the grass.

After a while, Qi Ben came again.

"I'm telling you, if you dare to enter Xiao's Mansion, you are doomed. You can't get in or out of Xiao's Mansion. Anyone who comes out will be burned to death. There is no one around now. Come out quickly and follow me to see the master. I won't tell anyone."

Song Lian chuckled: "You are so naive, come in if you have the ability."

"Do you know that the plague ghosts here are extremely powerful..."

As soon as the sergeant arrived, Qi Ben flew away. As soon as the sergeant left, Qi Ben showed up to persuade.

Song Lian no longer had the slightest worry. He saw clearly that Qi Ben didn't even dare to use his magic weapon, let alone reach out to catch people across the wall. The key was that he didn't want to let himself die. Otherwise, just shout, and the sergeant would definitely burn him to death.

Therefore, the old god simply ignored him and was not arrogant. Compared with Qi Ben's patience, he was ready to compete with him. The old habit of stubbornness came back again. Unexpectedly, Qi Ben was also a stubborn master, and he actually got entangled with him.

I refuse to give up even for one day.

In the afternoon, Song Lian felt his stomach growl, got up and walked towards Xiao's residence.

"Come back quickly, you are looking for death, you can't go to that place..."

court death?

If you go out, you are seeking death...I just want to go.

Ah, why is it dark? Looking back, there is no such thing. The sun is setting in the west and the sky is red. Why is it so dark in front of me?

Song Lian didn't dare to move.

This is a formation.

In order to prevent the plague ghosts from causing trouble in the Xiao Mansion, City Lord Guo specially asked masters of formations to set up this spirit ghost formation to deal with the evil spirits. It is not available everywhere, and it is just based on the routes where plague ghosts have appeared in history.

I stood there for a quarter of an hour, unable to figure it out. It seemed something was not quite right. It was so cold. I felt so cold inside that I hurriedly stepped back.

Ask Dai Jifeng's apprentice what happened.

He looked up to find someone, only to find Qi Ben flying away.

Of course, Song Lian didn't believe that he really left. He judged that he would appear immediately as soon as he left Xiao's house, so he continued to be patient.

Another night has passed.

At dawn the next day, Dai Jifeng's disciples did not show up, but the big problem came. He was very hungry. He had to take off the rope that tied his hair and tighten it as a belt to ward off hunger for the time being. Nainai, this is often done at construction sites. I didn't expect this.

The world still has to do this. Should we leave or hide?

When I was in a dilemma, I suddenly heard some noise coming from not far away, and the direction was at the main gate of Xiao Mansion.

What's up?

Are you coming to Xiao Mansion to catch me?

I remembered, today is the 15th and I am going to the market. Damn, I’m scaring myself.

ah…….

The next moment, Song Lian's eyes lit up. There must be a lot of people going to the market, so he might be able to take the opportunity to get some food. If he walked out of the door, he could observe whether he was discovered by Dai Jifeng's disciples. If he was discovered, he could retreat at any time.

That's the idea.

After some careful migration, we finally arrived at the gate of Xiao Mansion.

It's really lively outside. Rich families pay attention to pomp and circumstance. The street-facing courtyard outside the gate is a small square where guests usually park their carriages. But now it has become a temporary market for vendors going to the market. There is a large street with push boards.

Those who carried the carriages and those who carried the burdens... were of course far away from the Xiao Mansion and had their backs to the dilapidated gate.

I gently pushed open the wooden door that could collapse at any time. Unfortunately, it was in disrepair and the door inevitably made a sharp sound. I stretched my head and looked outside, preparing to take the opportunity to blend in with the crowd.

Suddenly, all sounds disappeared.

A line of small stall owners turned around with a shudder. Those pushing carts were selling vegetables, tofu, buying insoles, and wood carvings... There were no exceptions. Even the customers who stopped to shop opened their mouths.

, staring at Song Lian who was half leaning out from the crack of the door with disheveled hair.

There was a quiet pause.

Song Lian was embarrassed and confused. When he opened his mouth to explain, he suddenly didn't know who made the sound of killing a chicken: "Uh, uh, evil... ghost!"

Suddenly, people were on their backs and there were screams.

Song Lian felt so unbelievable that she muttered to herself. Instead of tying up her hair, she simply squeezed out from the crack in the door: "Hey, I'm not a ghost. See clearly, I am Dr. Song, a miracle doctor."

ah…….

This time it was even worse. The entire temporary market was filled with people running for their lives, and it was a mess.

"Something is wrong, something is very wrong. There is really something wrong with this place, otherwise..." Song Lian caught an old man who was carrying a load, an old man selling wood carvings, because he felt sorry that the wood carvings were being cleaned up a little slowly.

The old man fell to the ground, pointed in the direction of the door, and did not dare to open his eyes to look at Song Lian. He trembled and said, "Plague... plague..."

Song Lian turned around and glanced at the door. He saw the horizontal plaque on the door. There was nothing except the word "Xiao Mansion" engraved on it. He whispered: "Don't be nervous. I am a human, not a ghost. Don't worry."

But the old man said: "Plague...God...Sir, let...let...pass...pass..." He tilted his head and fainted.

Just for a moment, there was no one on the ground except for the mess of burdens, baskets, vegetables and cloth shoes... They were all gone.

Strictly speaking, he was hiding, but his eyes were fixed on him.

"I'm in big trouble, what should I do?"

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and the patrol sergeant arrived.

"The situation is not good. If the commotion gets louder, Dai Jifeng's disciples will definitely show up. Or wouldn't it be unfair to be caught and burned to death?"

He finally believed Qi Bi's words. Xiao's residence could not be entered or exited, and it would be a dead end if he was discovered. He sighed helplessly, turned around and sneaked back to Xiao's residence through the crack in the door, lying down among the grass.

Without further ado, the patrols from the east and west ends of the street joined together.

What came from the east end of the street was a group of patrolling soldiers, led by a young tooth general with fine features and fair face. His surname was Tao An, and he came from the Tao family in Moyang City. What came from the west end was a police officer who maintained order in the market. The leader

A tall and thick-set man, not very tall, was followed by four gentlemen.

"Greetings to General Tao, I would like to express my courtesy to Zhang Bao." The leading policeman dismounted and bowed to General Tao.

"It turns out to be Capt. Zhang. What's the fuss about? Why is the market like this? What happened?"

"Returning to the general, the thing in the forbidden area appeared. Someone just saw a thing coming out of it, in the shape of a young man, with disheveled hair, chasing everyone."

"Ah... are you serious about this?"

"I dare not lie. Everyone said that the thing smelled of corruption. General, please see, this person is Mr. Guo from the Dongmen City God's Temple, and he is the only victim right now."

"Hurry up and evacuate the crowd. I will report it to the city lord immediately. You should deal with this person quickly." Tao An turned his horse's head and left.

After Tao An left, Zhang Captou ordered his men to watch around and disperse the people who wanted to come back to pick up things, waiting for the police to come and deal with Guo Laoer who was unconscious on the ground.

Song Lian hid behind the door and heard the conversation between Tao An and Zhang Bao. He smiled bitterly in his heart because he was misunderstood.

How to explain it?

It's definitely useless to explain to these common people and sergeants now. Just like Shazhou and Dai Jifeng's bet, no one wants to listen to my explanation... Wait and see, if the city lord comes, he should know that I am Doctor Song. By then - hey,

What should we do if the city lord and Dai Jifeng are cheating together?

After thinking for a while, I couldn't come up with any good ideas, so I had to wait for the opportunity for the time being. Maybe I would have a chance to sneak out at night.

At this time, he thought about the conversation between Tao An and Zhang Captou just now.

The words of these two people were also very interesting. They kept talking about forbidden things, which ones were longer and which ones were shorter. They also smelled of rot, right? They quickly raised their sleeves and sniffed their bodies again, "Well, it really smells like that."

The clothes I got in exchange were the servant clothes of the Di Du Gu family. That person was a helper on the ship. He killed chickens and pigs in the kitchen, cleaned toilets and latrines. These jobs would inevitably stain his clothes. Because he liked gambling, he sneaked out to watch the fun and was killed by Song Lian.

Knock the sap.

Song Lian was in a hurry to escape so he didn't notice any smell. Now he smelled it and found that the smell was really strong. He was about to take off his clothes when Wu Zuo came.

He was a little old man with rosacea and a bit of a hunchback. He wrapped his mouth and nose tightly with a wide strip of cloth. Then he slowly approached Mr. Guo, stretched out an iron hook and hooked it on Mr. Guo's clothes.

Pull it into a sack.

Mr. Guo woke up and said, "Dong Jiugui, if you don't drive out evil spirits and demons, why are you trying to force me to do that?"

"You, you...are not dead."

"You're so damn big, ah, where is that thing? Where did it escape? Hurry, light the smoke and set up the altar." Guo Laoer climbed up from the ground in a hurry. He was also agile and picked up the load. Two baskets and one basket.

Dang, walked towards Dong Wuzuo.

The man retreated step by step.

"Dong Jiugui, what do you mean? I have never touched that thing. I stumbled when I was in a hurry. You... I have seen this old man twice, um, three times in my life. Don't you dare to believe me? Why don't you burn it quickly?"

Do you want to hurt everyone?"

Dong Wuzuo paused for a moment.

"I'm talking about Dong Jiugui, I'm afraid it will be too late when those monks come over. It's a full moon tonight, you, you still... Last night you peeked at the widow..."

"Stop!" Dong Wuzuo finally stopped and pulled off his mouth and nose scarf with one hand: "I believe you, but you have to follow me to see Mr. Zhang."
To be continued...