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Chapter Thirty: Time is running out

As the family fell into it, the fog on the river suddenly increased, and soon filled the field of vision. Only the sound of water waves could be heard, like a giant beast turning over the river.

"Ao~"

The screams of pigs and tigers shocked countless people's ears, but the eyes became more and more excited, and they subconsciously walked forward.

Suddenly, the fog was red in the heavy fog, like a snake, floating like an arrow, falling on the beach and blending into everyone.

Especially in the front row, the rich man who was sacrificed by humans was particularly conspicuous in red, and even the ordinary eyes could see the red face.

If you take stimulants, your eyes are even dyed red, you will breathe heavily, and you will be closed from time to time to enjoy, looking intoxicated.

One of the strands fell into Fan Yu's body, and a burst of excitement was heard: "Cause and effect, vow?"

No, this is not the power of cause and effect, but it is extremely similar. It is mixed with an inexplicable aura, cold and fierce, and a very contradictory feeling.

A feeling of satisfaction surged from the depths of his body and was subconsciously held down, knowing that this was an illusion and the influence of the red fog.

Even the soul seemed to have a kind of expansion under this red mist.

What exactly is this?

Looking at the river, the view was full of fog, and the dense red color gave people a sense of fear of numbness on the scalp.

I dare not act rashly, and there are countless practitioners hiding around me, let alone their purpose, which is definitely related to the things in the river.

The only thing that is certain is that these people do not take human lives seriously and are definitely stronger than him.

Half an hour later, the sacrificial ceremony ended, and the people on Getan began to walk back with satisfaction one by one.

Fan Yu didn't stop and followed the crowd, and did not dare to let go of his senses, for fear of irritating the group.

I returned to the broken and small county town, found an inn, and ate two bowls of Yangchun noodles.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong..."

He hit the street and knocked on the stick five times. Fan Yu opened his eyes, stood up and went to the window, turned over and jumped onto the roof.

It's the fifth day.

The small county town was pitch black without a trace of light. The biting cold wind blew, bringing the barking of dogs from afar.

Unexpectedly, the situation was so complicated this time. It had been a day and a night. I hope there would be no problems with my true body.

He had a bad premonition that if he delayed this time for too long, unexpected changes would occur.

After looking at the direction of the City God Temple, hesitated for a while, he was still not sure what role the City God here played in this matter.

You should know that the City God is different from the county government. Those people can confuse people, but they can definitely not hide the eyes of the City God, and there is also the supervision of the Day and Night Travel.

But today, he had never seen any ghost messengers visiting, as if he didn't know, which was unreasonable.

The local city god has definitely participated in this matter and has even been deeply involved.

As for the county government, it is unknown whether it is deliberately concealed or not reported, or is completely unaware of it, only the local chief officer knows.

But what is certain is that it is impossible to be completely unaware of it, and perhaps discover something, but it has not been investigated in depth.

After all, it is normal for most officials to die as long as they do not cause even greater riots.

As for pursuing yourself, isn’t that causing trouble for yourself? Once handled well, it may not necessarily cause rewards from the top, but if handled poorly, you will definitely be scolded.

So, should you go to the county government first? Maybe there will be any breakthroughs.

After all, I am a scholar and a fame. I have a little luck in the Great Xia Dynasty. If something happens, I will show my identity, at least I will be a bit confident.

Although scholars are at the bottom of the list of fame and fortune, they are also recognized by Daxia. A small local official, as long as he does not play an important role in it, he will not dare to kill him.

To kill a scholar with fame, you must report to the Hundred Schools of Literature to check whether it is unethical, and then the academic government personally deprives him of his identity before he can be convicted.

Thinking of this, he turned over and jumped out of the house, ran quickly towards the county government along the street.

The county town is not big, and there are only a thousand families. A main street that is several hundred meters long is closed at this time and there is no one on the street.

Be careful all the way, and when I arrived at a distance, I stopped and frowned, "Something was wrong."

Logically speaking, even at night, there should be someone on duty in the yamen. Look at it, there are two empty lanterns outside, swaying left and right in the cold wind.

After hesitating for a while, he wanted to find a sense of consciousness and immediately felt a stinging pain, and he did not dare to release it.

As the administrative agency of the local representative of Daxia, the county government naturally has a brilliant trend and suppresses all monsters and demons, and all practitioners have natural suppression.

Even some prefectures, prefects or other officials are from hundreds of schools, born with righteousness, have the power of judgement practitioners, and drink to eliminate demons.

Of course, it is impossible for a hundred families to have righteousness to appear in the county government here, but they should not be underestimated.

Suddenly, in the back alley of the county government office, one head was stretched out, and I looked around and came out after no one was around.

"Hurry, hurry up, carry her away, whine, move quickly."

Several people carried a quilt, and it seemed that someone was wrapped inside, tiptoing along the street.

I quickly left the city and arrived at a slope. There were many potholes next to it, and there were piles of dry weeds in winter.

"Don't lose this, just throw this..."

Several people threw the quilts, then went back with their bodies, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Fan Yu walked out of the darkness and arrived at the slope. He smelled blood in his nose, frowned, jumped down, squatted down, and opened the quilt.

A female corpse with no wisps, covered in bruises, colorful blood, her eyes wide open, losing her luster.

Looking at his appearance, he is quite pretty, not very old, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, he looks down at it.

Alas, beast.

Fan Yu breathed, closed the quilt, and waited for a while, and saw a blue-gray smoke slowly coming out, condensed into a ball, rolling on the spot, turning into a woman.

Isn't it the deceased?

The woman was confused and floating, about to go forward, but was suddenly stopped and looked up: "Young master, do you know where the little girl's house is?"

Why.

Fan Yu was slightly silent, a little reluctant, but had to ask: "Do you remember, what happened to you during your lifetime?"

"Young Master, do you know where the little girl's house is?"

"wake up."

Fan Yu shouted softly, and his divine sense pried the Fentian Seal. Sure enough, he rolled up a slight light.

The woman trembled all over, her face turned green to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a green face and fangs. Her eyes were filled with resentment. She lowered her head and murmured: "I hate, I hate, I hate that there is no true love in this world, I hate that there is no truth in this world, I hate that the sky has no eyes, so you all will die."

"I don't know whether there is true love in the world, but there must be truth in this world."

Fan Yu sighed again, pried the Fentian Seal again, pressing the woman tightly, but not hurting her: "What happened during your lifetime? Who killed you? Let me tell you to listen to me, maybe I can help you with justice."

“What happened?”

The resentment visible to the naked eye turns into death, crying and cursing.
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