I can't be a demon

"Ordinary medicinal materials are not expensive. Calculated, the blood-tonifying fruit is even more affordable than medicinal food, hehehehe."

Shen Lian thought twice and gave up the idea of ​​selling the blood-tonifying fruit.

The same elixirs keep appearing in the market, which will cause trouble sooner or later, not to mention that the blood-tonifying fruits that resemble elixirs and fruits are too miraculous.

Shen Lian stuffed the blood-tonifying fruit into the gourd and soaked it in wine.

As everyone knows, the blood-tonifying fruit shook inexplicably the moment it came into contact with the wine.

"Comfortable."

Shen Lian fell asleep leaning against the banyan tree, and his daily life was filled with pills and wine.

During this period, he wanted to go to the ghost market to get some side deals, but it turned out that the ghost market didn't open after a month, which showed in disguise that Bago had made quite a fuss in the first place.

Shen Lian concentrated on practicing the breath-holding method, and carefully stimulated the heart acupoints with all his strength. The difficulty of the breath-holding method is that it can easily damage the heart.

It's been leisurely for more than half a month.

Shen Lian almost forgot about the cheap daddy.

until.

The carriage with the logo of Shen's pawnshop stopped at the west gate of Yanliang Town at some unknown time.

Chapter 45 Shen Hansheng returns from Gao Laozhuang

The west gate of Yanliang Town.

No one noticed when the carriage appeared on the official road. From time to time, weak coughs could be heard inside, and passers-by avoided it.

In a moment, the carriage was blocked by a large number of government officials.

Zhu Yihong and Li Shun inspected the sudden carriage. For some reason, it reminded them of the scapegoat they encountered in the soul summoning case.

The carriage was full of resentment, but there was no sign of wheels rolling along the road.

Yanliang Town seems to have arrived out of thin air.

Li Shun carefully opened the curtain and saw a skinny man whose consciousness was blurred and unconscious.

"Li Shun, what's going on? Is it related to...the soul summoning case?"

The figure of the nine-eared demon flashed in Zhu Yihong's mind, and his face turned pale.

Li Shun shook his head and said: "It probably didn't come from the scapegoat, but the man inside has been filled with resentment for a long time, and I'm afraid he won't survive for a few days."

"Well, I was worrying too much."

The soul-summoning case has been over for more than half a month, but for Zhu Yihong and the others, the terror brought by the nine-eared demon is still vivid in their minds.

In addition, there are frequent disasters in Gaojia Town, so they will inevitably feel nervous.

Zhu Yihong noticed the sign of Shen's pawnshop on the carriage and guessed that the dying man might be the shopkeeper, so he asked Mr. Hong to inform Shen Lian.

Hong Baotou had just left not long ago.

The surrounding government officials separated, and a middle-aged Jinwu Guard with a stern expression stepped forward, followed by the county magistrate of Yanliang Town.

"I've met Mr. Baihu."

Zhu Yihong and the two bowed their heads respectfully.

The family name is Yang Weichang, who was temporarily transferred to Yanliang Town not long ago.

His peculiarity is concentrated on the top of his head, where a branch similar to an almond tree grows, just like spring vegetation, with little buds sprouting out.

Yang Weichang glanced at Shen Hansheng and said coldly: "There are so many things going on in Yanliang Town. Any ghosts or ghosts must be reported to the Yamen."

Zhu Yihong didn't dare to say anything.

Yang Weichang continued: "Monsters attack and kill mortals every day. If you can't take care of it, you can ignore it and let the government officials know more about it."

The county magistrate had an ugly expression and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Yang Weichang's inner strength surged, and his words were slightly threatening, "Now the Jinwu Guards are in urgent need of the fish demon's gallbladder as medicine in Gaojia Town. You should focus on the arrangements to lure the fish demon."

"As for the thousand-year-old demon, let's put it aside for now."

The county magistrate interjected flatteringly: "Master Yang has used various means to search, but he has not detected the slightest breath of the thousand-year-old demon."

"The thousand-year-old demon most likely came from the Salt Mine Mountains. It just smelled the resentment of ghosts and came to the town to have a feast."

"But……"

Zhu Yihong frowned slightly.

Jin Wuwei sent Yang Weichang to serve the Millennium Demon, but the latter not only didn't care, but also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

Zhu Yihong heard that many thousands of families had rushed to Gao Laozhuang. The resources of Jin Wuwei must be tilted. How could there be a lack of fish demon gallbladders.

The county magistrate interrupted directly: "But what, Zhu Yihong, have you ever seen a thousand-year-old demon transform into a human being?"

Yang Weichang ignored the county magistrate.

In the Tang Dynasty, the ordinary Jinwu Guards were called "Shi Hu", who were able to meet officials without kneeling, and then moved to "Hundred Houses" like Yang Weichang, whose position could bypass the magistrate and county magistrates to order yamen.

It is difficult to reach the people in [Thousand Households] and [Ten Thousand Households] further up.

"Master Baihu, the owner of the Shen family's pawnshop who disappeared years ago should be in the carriage. I'll ask them to take the carriage back."

Zhu Yihong pointed to the city gate, where Shen Lian and Dang Ding were hurried over.

"If resentment enters the body, it will lead to death. It is better to bury it on the spot." The county magistrate waved his hand in disgust.

Zhu Yihong was a little surprised to see Shen Lian's strong energy and blood. After all, the latter had just entered the martial arts foundation two or three months ago.

Yang Weichang looked at Zhu Yihong and didn't understand why the latter was surprised.

Zhu Yihong quickly explained: "Master Baihu, Shen Lian's martial arts talent is outstanding, and his cultivation has made great progress recently."

She didn't say everything. Shen Lian had made great progress. He had completed the path of an ordinary warrior in more than ten years in half a year. His qualifications were unprecedented.

Yang Weichang disagreed, "Martial arts is useless after all, it is useless to deceive oneself and others."

"What your Lord said is absolutely true."

Even if a warrior reaches the Five Innate Realms, his lifespan is only one hundred and fifty years, which cannot be compared with the three hundred years of internal strength.

Not to mention, warriors have no power to fight back against monsters.

Shen Lian came to the carriage and recognized at a glance that the man in the carriage was Shen Hansheng, and the resentment in the latter's body was not optimistic.

"Today is indeed the thirty-ninth day of the first lunar month."

Shen Lian realized that his cheap father might have encountered a demon in Gaojia Town, so the letter contained resentment. His eyes of insight might have saved Shen Hansheng's life.

He still remembered the identification information revealed in the letter.

[Family letter of Shen Hansheng]

[Written by Shen Hansheng, the ink paper was taken from the shop No. 13, Yongcui Street, Gaojia Town, and it carries Shen Hansheng's wish to return home. ]

"It is my father Shen Hansheng."

Zhu Yihong nodded and said, "Where did Shen Hansheng go some time ago?"

"The pawn business often requires going back and forth to Gaojia Town. My father has been staying in Gaojia Town since the beginning of the year and has never come back."

"Gaojia Town... no wonder."

Zhu Yihong said with pity: "The erosion of resentment is difficult to eradicate. Shen Lian, you should prepare for the funeral in advance. The body must be cremated as soon as possible."

Shen Lian verbally agreed, but in fact he was just about to reach out and use his eyes of insight.

What erosion of resentment?

They are not even worthy of the ghost-exorcist of Yanliang Town.

"I will not bother you any more. I will leave first."

Shen Lian asked Dang Ding to push the carriage and soon disappeared at the west gate.

Yang Weichang stared at the carriage disappearing into the busy street, as if he remembered something, and asked, "Is their family a pawnshop?"

"It is a pawnshop, run by three generations."

Yang Weichang licked his lips and couldn't help but think of a strange thing in Gao Laozhuang.

Gao Laozhuang is a relic from a thousand years ago. The streets and alleys inside are still the same, and there are demons with deep Taoism.

It can be said that the demons that haunt the nearby towns are all from Gao Laozhuang.

Yang Weichang clearly remembers that there is a Yongcui Street in Gao Laozhuang, and every shop in it has strange and inexplicable taboos.

A total of... fifteen shops.

But around the New Year, a new shop inexplicably appeared on Yongcui Street.

The sign of the new shop was blurry, and it could barely be identified as a pawnshop. The doors and windows were closed, and no one had yet entered.

Although Yang Weichang did not think that a dying pawnshop owner would be related to Gao Laozhuang, he still had a hint of interest.

"Zhu Yihong, is their pawnshop in Xicheng District?"

"Yes."