I can't be a demon

"Did Jin Wuwei use the prison to hold ghosts?"

The center of resentment is where the prison lies.

Shen Lian only stared at it for a few breaths before all his eyesight talisman was consumed. At the same time, he found that the resentment in the yamen was still building up.

"I'm really just saying what I said, so I'm crazy enough to run into the Yamen and lie down!!!"

Chapter 35 The body is very honest

"Is there any mistake?"

"Are Jin Wuwei planning to use the prison to raise ghosts? With such resentment, at least a dozen ghosts died one after another in a short period of time."

Shen Lian wanted to confirm again, but the Eye-Brighting Talisman Water was really precious, and the half-bottle given by Sun Dawei could only be used four or five times.

The conditions for the formation of ghosts are mentioned in the Corpse Transformation Sutra.

When a living person dies tragically, the corpse is likely to breed resentment, but the formation of the ghost will last for about a hundred days. During this period, any disturbance will cause the resentment surrounding the corpse to disappear.

Yanliang Town has always had the habit of cremating corpses, so it is impossible for a large number of ghosts to appear.

"An alien ghost?"

Shen Lian frowned slightly, and his pace gradually quickened as he thought.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was subconsciously walking in the direction of the Yamen, and his skin felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly.

"Ah~ I said no, but my body is very honest~"

"Shut up!"

The myna flapped its wings eagerly, attracting surprised looks from passers-by. Some women covered their faces and talked with each other with smiles.

Instead of being ashamed, the silly bird held his head high and held his chest high.

"Hey, Master Ba, please spare me."

Shen Lian gave Bage a headache.

He glanced at the Yamen with his peripheral vision, and the appetite caused by the giant stomach supplement became more and more intense, as if there was some delicious food hidden in the Yamen.

"It is indeed a delicious food, I am afraid it will be a ghost in a prison."

Shen Lian temporarily gave up the idea of ​​taking up the post of Taoist Corpse Master.

The Yamen did satisfy the grievances required by the Corpse Transformation Sutra, but all the grievances were gathered in the main area of ​​the Yamen, and not a single bit was leaked out.

This means that it is simply unrealistic to move a coffin into the yamen and then lie there for seven days.

"but……"

Shen Lian found a stall to sit down and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles to fill his stomach. At the same time, he secretly speculated based on the reaction of Juwei Shibu.

The ghosts that have appeared in the prison should be around a hundred years old. Logically speaking, everyone and every bird can see a little bit, and the ghosts that have appeared in the prison for a hundred years will not threaten them at all.

“Another bowl of Yangchun noodles!”

"Come on."

Shen used a few chopsticks to eat the noodles, and drank the soup with lard floating in it in one gulp.

"One more bowl!"

If you can sneak into the Yamen, hiss, it will be a paradise inside.

Even if it is impossible to set foot in the hinterland of the prison, judging from the current intensity of resentment, every plant and plant inside is inevitably contaminated with resentment.

Even ghosts with bad behavior may be born.

"One more bowl!"

Shen Lian licked his lips and saw how much experience Wei Huiyan could gain from it. There was even some hope of promotion.

wrong.

The giant stomach food supplement can also benefit a lot. The vegetation eroded by the demonic aura will be turned into sacrifices containing nutrients and experience.

Hell, I'm afraid even the moss in the corner can add strength.

"One more bowl!"

Shen Lian suddenly felt that the third profession was no longer important. The experience provided by the Yamen was enough for him to accumulate a lot of points.

"Again……"

"Guest sir."

The old man selling noodles interrupted with a sneer, his face full of grooves showed a bit of nervousness, and he explained softly and cautiously.

"Sir, my wife prepared too little flour early in the morning. I really...can't roll out a few bowls of Yangchun noodles. Do you think..."

Before Shen Lian knew it, there were empty bowls in front of him, and he had swallowed at least a dozen bowls of jujubes. The other diners were surprised by the former's huge appetite.

"Bago, why didn't you remind me?"

"Idiot~"

Brother Bago looked like he was watching the fun, and just now he almost urged the old man to make noodles himself.

Shen Lian was too lazy to teach Bage a lesson, so he hurriedly left the copper coins and left. He then started investigating around the Yamen, but the results were not optimistic.

The yamen can be said to be heavily guarded.

All the hundreds of shops not far from each other have been closed, and any streets and alleys leading to the Yamen are guarded by Yamen guards in turns.

Moreover, the walls of the yamen were covered with spiritual talismans, which seemed to prevent resentment from leaking out.

Shen Lian realized that Jin Wuwei should have arranged some kind of magic circle in the yamen, otherwise the resentment could not be sealed in the same place.

"Sneaking in is unrealistic. There might be Kingo Guards who are good at eye skills."

Shen Lian suddenly seemed to remember something, and glanced at Myna, who was combing his feathers on his shoulder. The latter raised his paws warily.

"Let Bage go to the Yamen alone to search for grievances."

Logically speaking, since the myna can quietly come with the artificial eyes, it means that the yamen has not noticed ordinary birds, maybe there really are...

Shen Liangang wanted to ask Bage.

As a result, I saw Myna tilting his head and showing a wise look.

"Uh, forget it."

Shen Lian chose to give up without hesitation.

It's not that I'm worried about Starling's safety, it's mainly that Jian Weihuiyan is extremely restrained in his resentment.

The Yamen is already treading on thin ice. If Bago destroys Jin Wuwei's arrangement again, all the resentment will pour out directly.

The entire Yanliang Town must fall.

Tens of thousands of people died as a result, and it might even attract a powerful demon with profound spiritual knowledge.

Shen Lian planned to go back to the pawn shop and wait and see what happened.

At this time.

Shen Lian paused on the spot and noticed that the side door of the Yamen opened, and a dozen warriors walked out of the Yamen silently, with extremely solemn expressions.

He recognized a figure among them, Li Shu from the Black Tiger Society.

It was obvious that all the warriors came from gangs.

"The government summoned the managers of various gangs. Is it related to the resentment in the prison?"

Shen Lian's mind moved slightly. The Corpse Transformation Sutra did mention that the blood and qi of warriors could be used to temporarily suppress resentment.

"If the Jinwu Guards feel pressure when dealing with the troubles in the prison, they will most likely use the gangs to deal with the inferior ghosts outside."

The reason why the government cleared out the gangs before the New Year was to warn them.

Shen Lian thought of this and had a vague grasp of it.

On his way back to the pawnshop, he turned into a coffin shop on the corner and paid the shopkeeper to speed up the production of a coffin.

Shen Lian's request was very strange.

The coffin did not need to be assembled as a whole. It was enough to make the four wooden boards. In addition, the patterns decorating the coffin should be as simple as possible.

The shopkeeper promised to complete it within two days and started to arrange carpenters.

Shen Lian actually didn't have any expectations for the job of corpse Taoist priest, but he made preparations in advance. If the Jinwu Guards didn't want outsiders to interfere, the coffin would be temporarily stored in the shop.

In the following days, he kept an eye on the government office.

On the surface, Shen Lian drank a pot of medicinal wine and lay in the courtyard without caring about worldly affairs, but in fact he was concerned about the sufferings of the ghosts in the government office.

He wished he could personally help the ghosts to return to the eighteenth level of hell.

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

The resentment in the government office was still overflowing, and countless rats could be seen fleeing along the shadows.

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

The resentment had a tendency to spread, and the people also noticed that something was wrong with the government office, and there were constant rumors about it in the city.