Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Can you say all this?

You might as well write a playbook!
The people around you look at me and I look at you, staring wide-eyed and unable to say a word.

"Also, you guys have the time to gossip, why don't you go back and paste some magic charms at home, don't wait until the ghost knocks on the door at night and shout for help!"

"No one will save you then!"

Listening to Han Feng's words, and looking at the mummy lying on the ground, they realized that it was really haunted.

Otherwise, they themselves cannot explain why people become such ghosts after death.

Some merchants passing by were unwilling to believe it, but the people in the local town had already started to think about it.

How could they have never heard of the ghosts in the town before.

It's just that it happened many years ago, and it happened among the older generation. Nowadays, this kind of thing rarely happens, and because of this, everyone didn't think about it for a while. .

In any case, no matter how high the mountain is and the emperor is far away, the government will have to be alerted if someone dies, and the waiter in the inn has already gone to the government to report the case.

The nearest official sent rushing over with a one-meter long sword.

Before the official came, Han Feng had already looked at the corpse, and stepped back to leave space for the official.

The leader was an old catcher. After seeing the mummified corpse on the ground, the old catcher's expression immediately changed, and he turned around and told the people around him, "Bury it on the spot!"

"The rest withdraw!"

Then the people who brought it will be withdrawn.

The people in the town were dumbfounded, and everyone was still standing there waiting for the results from the officials.

As a result, he left without saying a word?
What does it mean!
The shopkeeper himself is an outsider, and his family property is more than one in this town, so his family members are not here, and now the only ones who speak for him are the shop assistants.

"My lord, the dead cannot be brought back to life. We also accept the fact that the shopkeeper is indeed dead, but you gave us an explanation, how did he die, so we can give an explanation to his family, right?"

The old catcher looked at the guy with a pair of small eyes that seemed to be smiling, as if he was saying: Are you kidding me?
How did you die?There is no wound on the body, and the whole body seems to have been drained of essence. How do you say this thing died?

It's fine if everyone knows what's going on, but you insist on me saying it?
Of course, the old head catcher couldn't say these words openly. He gave a corpse examiner beside him with his eyes. He said solemnly, "The body's essence is exhausted. It is a sudden death due to excessive overwork. Bury it on the spot! In addition, everyone should pay attention to rest and exercise appropriately. Don't put too much pressure on yourself!"

Han Feng burst out laughing at what he said in an official accent.

Han Feng couldn't understand it. These people had clearly seen that the deceased had died unexpectedly. Why did they try their best to cover up the real cause of death?
Sudden death?Still overworked?
Did you know that the deceased was a fat man with a wide heart and a fat body?
The clerk stepped back in embarrassment, and at the same time wrote down the cause of the shopkeeper's death.

Before leaving, Han Feng couldn't help but chase after him and ask why.

"Little brother, you don't know something, hey..." The old catcher sighed softly, "Seeing that you are a Taoist priest, I will talk to you more."

"When I was young, weird things often happened in this place, and some people died tragically for no reason. Just like the mummies just now, I have dealt with no fewer than thirty or forty corpses!"

"We didn't believe it at first, but then we had no choice but to invite Taoist priests. They all said that it was the ghosts and gods above! But those Taoists couldn't help it. They didn't dare to touch the things in the ghosts and gods valley. !"

"The upper level began to encourage the people below to move out of this small town. Some people left, and those who stayed were unwilling to leave. We were afraid that this kind of thing would happen again in the future. Unexpectedly, the most worrying thing happened. ..."

After the old catcher finished speaking, Han Feng basically confirmed that the facts were basically consistent with what he thought.

But why would those Taoist priests have no choice?

Seeing that Han Feng was thinking thoughtfully, without opening his mouth to speak, the old head catcher kindly persuaded him, "Little Taoist priest, I know you are also a Taoist priest, so I would like to advise you that it is best not to touch some things, otherwise you will be the one who is unlucky." ! It’s not like there was no Taoist priest who went in and never came out again!”

Han Feng looked at the old catcher's sincere eyes, and patted the other person's shoulder, "Thank you! But I have a request, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

ask?

The old head catcher didn't know why.

"To tell you the truth, I am an apprentice of Lin Jiuying from the Maoshan School. We won't sit idly by unless we don't let this kind of thing happen to us."

When the old catcher heard the words Lin Jiuying, he immediately had an impression, "Lin Jiuying? Are you talking about Lin Fengjiao from the Maoshan School??"

Han Feng was startled, nodded immediately, and thought: How does this old head catcher even know the name of Uncle Jiu?

"Hey! When I was young, there were a few disciples of the Maoshan Sect who came to this place, and your master was among them. Speaking of which, we even met each other a few times!"

When Han Feng heard this, he thought it was right!I didn't expect it to be an old acquaintance!
That's just right for the old catcher to help take care of Uncle Jiu. The danger of entering the Ghost Valley this time is unknown. He doesn't intend to bring Uncle Jiu with him. Uncle Jiu took it, so he had to take Uncle Jiu to the foot of the mountain.

But it would be the best if Uncle Nine can be entrusted to this old head catcher.

The old catcher didn't know Han Feng's intentions, and thought it was Lin Jiuying who was going up the mountain this time.

"Little brother, tell me, if there is anything we need from the government, I will try my best to satisfy you!"

"Senior brother!" Han Feng snapped his fingers at Qiusheng and Wencai, and the two ran over immediately, "These two are my senior brothers. My master was accidentally poisoned. I want you to bring someone to take care of them." My master, my two senior brothers will take care of the people in this town with you!"

"Wait a minute!" The old catcher blinked a few times in doubt, "You mean, Lin Jiuying was poisoned? Then you want to go up the mountain by yourself???"

Han Feng smiled and nodded.

The back of the old catcher instantly stiffened, his face full of shock!
"Stinky boy, you go up the mountain by yourself? Did you forget me, the old man?" Uncle Simu appeared at some point and walked over from the crowd.

Han Feng smiled and nodded in response, "I just forgot about my uncle, the two of us went up the mountain together!"

The old head catcher still couldn't believe it, "Are you sure?"

Han Feng nodded firmly: Of course I am sure, there are so many evil spirits on this mountain waiting to contribute system currency to me!

The old catcher thought for a while, although he was worried about the safety of Han Feng and others, but seeing the other party's firm attitude, he had nothing to insist on. After all, if he could clear up the dirty things on this mountain, there would be no such things nearby. The incident of ghost killing is naturally a good thing for officials like them.

After the agreement was made, without saying much, Han Feng went directly into battle.

At the foot of the mountain, the only way up the mountain is in front of you.

Before leaving, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai repeatedly told them to pay attention to safety.

The old catcher was self-aware, he didn't push himself, and he just gave a few simple instructions.

In addition, he said that he would send someone to help take care of their master, so that Han Feng can go at ease.

At the foot of the mountain, Uncle Simu was carrying large and small bags. Han Feng watched with his hands empty as Uncle Simu was still stuffing magic symbols into the bag.

Han Feng was speechless for a while: "Uncle, don't you know the Tongtian seal? When you use it, can't you just draw it on the spot? Is it necessary to bring so many?"

Uncle Four Eyes stuffed it inside, while muttering, "You doll knows a hammer! This will be ready for any danger! When the time comes to draw? The ghosts are pounced on, do you have time to draw?"

"..."

Han Feng shrugged helplessly, and walked towards the mountain on his own. The four-eyed uncle hurriedly chased after him, "Stinky boy! Wait for the uncle!"