The newly appointed magistrate of Zhenshui County, Gao Sheng, did not dare to enter the county government office for seven days after taking office. He took a group of government officials and set up several tents near the county government office to shelter him.

These days, besides eating, drinking and having sex, the only thing Gao Sheng does is sit wrapped in a blanket in the autumn breeze and stare longingly at the road.

A fat man weighing more than 200 pounds sat motionless on the edge of the road. He looked like a huge boulder from a distance. If he hadn't muttered from time to time: "Why aren't you here? How many days have it been?..."

Maybe a sparrow could build a nest in his head.

Lao Qian, the master with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, couldn't stand it anymore. He leaned close to Gao Sheng and said tentatively: "Sir, how about we come into the house? It's always like this..."

"Bullshit!" Gao Sheng spat in Lao Qian's face: "Five county magistrates have died, and you still let me go in and want to kill me?"

Old Qian rubbed his hands and said, "Your Excellency is more than twice as smart as Gao Chongyue, maybe..."

"Perhaps the death will be worse!" Gao Sheng's little eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes: "That Wang Huchen is smarter than me, what happened in the end? Even the corpse was not found, how about I go in and give the ghost some extra food?"

Gao Sheng was cursing vigorously when a young man with an average appearance walked over from the avenue. He had a lazy bun on his head, black clothes, and "Gratch Tiger" fast boots. The man Xiang Gao Sheng

He cupped his hands and said, "How can I get to Zhenshui County Yamen?"

Sitting on the ground, the first thing Gao Sheng saw was the purple gold gourd around the young man's waist. The second thing he saw was the wooden coffin pendant about three inches long hanging on his chest.

Gao Sheng jumped up, grabbed the young man's hand and said: "Brother! You are finally here. I am Zhenshui County Magistrate Gao Sheng, what do you call me brother?"

The young man was obviously not used to the other party's enthusiasm, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand: "Thank you, half ghost."

"Let's go, let's go! Brother, let's go into the tent and talk." Gao Sheng graciously let Xie Bangui into the tent, and he greeted his subordinates outside to serve tea and water.

However, Lao Qian pulled the corner of Gao Sheng's clothes and whispered: "Sir, among the four secret offices of fairies, witches and ghosts, the ghost office ranks at the bottom. Especially after the disappearance of the fairy coffin god Shen Fuyi, the reputation of the ghost office is even worse.

It’s plummeted. I heard that it’s difficult to even maintain daily expenses?”

Gao Shengka narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Lao Qian secretly glanced at Xie Bangui, and when he saw that he didn't notice, he whispered: "I heard that the ghost police officers use coffins to identify themselves, with jade coffins being the highest, followed by gold, silver, copper and iron.

Hanging a wooden coffin, do you think this person is reliable?"

Gao Sheng said with a bitter face: "What can I do? We can't get in touch with the people in the Immortal Mansion at all, even if the old man comes forward. If the Ling Yamen and the old man don't deal with each other, the hearts of the Wu Yamen are blacker than coal, so it won't do anything for me.

If you haven't been eaten by ghosts, let them eat them first. Even if he is unreliable, we still have to use him!"

"Then why not use something more reliable?" The sudden voice made the two of them jump. When they turned around, they realized that the person speaking was a girl in her twenties.

Although the girl is beautiful, she is not stunningly beautiful, but the aura of her body can make people fall in love with her at first sight. The most important thing is that there are a pair of purple and gold wind chimes hanging on her earlobes.

Gao Sheng asked tentatively: "Is the girl from Lingya?"

The girl raised her hand in a very arrogant manner: "Mei Xin'er, the catcher of Ling Ya, has met you. I think Ling Ya is more reliable than Gui Ya, right?"

"Lingya is good, but you are not very reliable." Xie Bangui came out at some point: "Lingya arresters use the wind chime pendant as their mark. The levels are distinguished by the corners of the wind chime, with the triangle being the lowest and the hexagon in the middle.

Nine angles are the highest, and each type is divided into three levels: gold, silver, and bronze. Although the purple and gold wind chime you are hanging is a round-edged bell without any corners, it shows that you are still a trainee catcher."

Mei Xin'er's face turned red with anger: "What's wrong with the trainee agent? The level of Ling Ya is higher than that of Gui Ya. I must be better than this low-level agent."

Xie Bangui hugged his shoulders and said: "No matter how high your rank is, you are still a trainee catcher. Haven't you heard that 'a trainee without a master will die faster than a pig'?"

"Who said I don't have a master? My master...my master is just doing business. Besides, I can handle this kind of small scene by myself, without the help of master or other people?" Mei Xin'er's voice became lower and lower,

Anyone could tell that she was feeling guilty.

Lao Qian almost fainted: "Why are these two people less reliable than the other?"

Xie Bangui didn't realize anything at all: "I am also a policeman after all. How about I take care of you?"

"You are the only one who catches the police with your wooden coffin? Huh -" Mei Xin'er seemed to have discovered something: "Your wooden coffin is so different from others? What kind of wood are you made of?"

Xie Bangui asked back: "Have you ever seen the Guiya wooden coffin drop?"

Mei Xin'er said without any scheming: "I saw a few in Lingya, and they said they were left behind by a few ghost hunters who had taken refuge there. Those coffins were all made of golden nanmu, and they were very beautiful. They were nothing like your coffin.

It’s so dark and ugly.”

"This is the dragon's blood tree!" Xie Bangui showed off: "Do you know the dragon's blood tree? It is the first of the four most amazing trees in the world. It does not burn when exposed to fire, does not burn when exposed to metal, does not grow on earth, does not grow on ordinary water, and does not grow when exposed to metal.

Associating with ordinary wood. The only one in the ghost office is the dragon blood wood coffin. Do you think you are qualified to take it with you?"

"Dragon blood wood? I think I've heard of it." Mei Xin'er blinked and said, "I don't believe there is anything special about your coffin unless you show it to me."

Xie Bangui generously threw the coffin pendant over: "Take it and play with it. Give it to me when you have enough."

Mei Xin'er took the coffin, burned it, and chopped it with a knife, having so much fun that Xie Bangui frowned.

The dragon blood tree was just something Xie Bangui was talking about, but he had some unknown feelings towards this strange wooden coffin.

If it hadn't been for this coffin, his soul would not have traveled to this different world called Ming Dynasty, nor would he have inherited Xie Bangui's body and mission. Perhaps, he also inherited Xie Bangui's fate.

The Ming Dynasty in this world was five hundred years earlier than the Chinese Ming Dynasty and continued for more than two hundred years. Because the aura of heaven and earth was extremely rich and extremely suitable for cultivation, the ancient martial arts and Taoism of the Ming Dynasty had developed to incredible levels. However,

Strong spiritual energy can easily breed evil things. In addition to Jin Yiwei and Dongxi Chang, the Ming Dynasty also established four secret offices of immortals, witches and ghosts to deal with supernatural events.

Xie Bangui's father knew that Xie Wuxie was the golden coffin agent of Gui Yamen. Xie Wuxie died in the line of duty when Xie Bangui was three years old. After Xie Bangui was raised by two senior agents of Gui Yamen, it was logical

He entered the ghost office to fill the vacancy. However, Xie Bangui's two masters did not know that their extremely proud apprentice was no longer the original Xie Bangui since he was fifteen years old.

"Hey!" Mei Xin'er's reluctant voice interrupted Xie Bangui's memories: "If I return the coffin to you, I admit that your coffin is very special, so I will listen to you for the time being. However, if I find you

If you are not as good as me, you have to listen to me. You have to give me the credit for solving this case."

"No problem!" Xie Bangui agreed immediately.

Lao Qian was slightly relieved when he heard that Xie Bangui's identity was different. Gao Sheng let the two people into the tent again with a smile on his face: "Please come quickly, please... I'm older than you two, let's

Forget it, adults, the one below is shouting, which seems a bit awkward. You two can just call me Gao Fatty, and if I'm more advanced, I'll call you brother and sister. How about that?"

Gao Sheng is a familiar person, and Mei Xin'er doesn't regard her as an outsider: "Fat Gao, I think your cultivation level is not weak, it's almost innate, right? Why are you so scared that you don't even dare to enter the Yamen?"
Chapter completed!