Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

Ling'an Lane, the famous haunted alley in Xicheng.

A few years ago, Di Lu's secret work killed more than half of the people in the entire alley, and there were frequent rumors of ghosts in Ling'an Alley, and many people saw corpses haunting there.

Over time, Ling'an Lane has become a place no living person can get close to.

Even in the daytime, the common people are passing by in a hurry and dare not stay for a moment.

At night, no one dared to approach. The deathly silent alley is like a monster that chooses to eat people, and will swallow people in one bite at any time.

"Duh! Duh! Big ghosts and little ghosts are sitting in a row, everything is safe and sound."

"Second watch, the cold wave is coming, turn off the lights and close the door."

Not far from Ling'an Lane, the old watchman of Xicheng beat his bamboo clapper and patrolled along the street.

Old Bangzi's real name is Chen Laoer.

The watchman is the ancestral property of Chen Laoer's family, and like the official on duty at the crematorium, he belongs to the low-level subordinate staff.

From father to son, from son to grandson, and from generation to generation.

Unlike other watchmen in the three cities who like to use Geng Gong, Chen Laoer likes to use bamboo clappers.

It is more made of gongs and copper, and the sound can be heard far away. If you encounter wild cats and dogs, you can scare them away when you encounter wild cats and dogs. Bamboo clappers are not as good.

But Chen Laoer has only used bamboo clappers since his ancestors. He only thought that this bamboo clapper could turn disasters into good luck, and it has protected the Chen family for several generations.

So the Chen family also has an ancestral nickname called "Old Clapper".

No matter who takes over, he is called Lao Bangzi.

The old bangzi died yesterday, and today the old bangzi takes over.

At first I thought it was the old clapper who cheated on the corpse, but it was actually father and son.

Closer to home.

When the old clapper came to the entrance of Ling'an Alley, his heart couldn't help but lift up.

This place is ominous, there are corpses haunting, the old clapper once saw one with his own eyes.

quiet.

It's eerily quiet.

The whole alley was dark and dark, without any light or sound.

The old clapper kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and passed quickly by knocking on the bamboo clapper.

"Boom!"

"what!!"

"what!@"

But at this moment, two shrill screams suddenly came from the depths of Ling'an Lane.

The old clapper's hair stood on end in fright.

As far as he knew, there was no one living in Ling'an Lane.

How could there be screams from inside?

Is it a human or a ghost?

"what!!"

"Ah~~"

It's not over yet, the screams rang out one after another.

Something flew out from the depths of the alley and made a sharp howl.

There was still a fire in the depths of the alley, spreading at an extremely fast speed, and within a few breaths, the skyrocketing fire ignited.

The old clapper had never seen such a fire.

The color of the fire is light red, even if it is separated by a whole alley, you can still feel its scorching heat.

And above the flames, there was no black smoke.

The old clapper didn't dare to stay on the street, so he hurried into an abandoned house not far away, climbed up to the beams of the house, turned off the lights, and watched with his voice screened.

This is the "refuge" of the old bangzi. Almost every few hundred steps along the patrol line, the old bangzi will look for such a shelter in advance.

Once danger occurs, it can be avoided in time to avoid cramping.

Relying on this trick, the old bangzi avoided Dilu's rebellion several times and survived.

As soon as I hid here, I heard footsteps coming from the depths of the alley.

Staggering and short of breath, the old bangzi could clearly hear the tremors in his throat when he was extremely nervous.

A person stumbled and ran out from the depths of the alley, slipped and fell to the ground.

With the light of the fire, the old clapper vaguely saw that there were only a few locks of hair that looked like rat tails on the back of his bare head.

It's Di Lu!

Di Lu looked into the alley, stepped back and howled in horror.

The next moment, with a "whoosh", something shot out from the alley, nailing him hard to the wall.

Gravel and blood flew together, and the person was as light as a piece of rag.

Di Lu twitched twice and lowered his head.

A vague figure walked out of the alley, came to Di Lu, stretched out his hand and pulled out the thing that shot Di Lu, dragged Di Lu's body, and returned to the alley.

Long bloodstains stretched from the base of the wall and disappeared into the alley.

The old clapper was so frightened that he didn't dare to vent his anger, his mind was almost blank.

This scene was too terrifying. Di Lu, as ferocious as a ghost and a god, was nailed to the wall alive, powerless to resist.

The old clapper didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly got down from the beam and left through the back door, and ran to report to Bingmasi in Xicheng.

That night, he became the only witness.

The raging fire naturally attracted the attention of Feiyuwei and Wucheng Bingmasi.

The sound of the whistle was transmitted, and the elite Feiyuwei led the soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division to Ling'an Lane.

The fire soared into the sky, lighting up almost half of the west city.

Fifty percent of the soldiers under the elite command of Feiyuwei carried water to put out the fire.

A strange thing happened. No matter how much the fire was thrown, it would never go out, and it didn't even have the momentum to decrease.

After working for a long time without any effect, I could only watch helplessly as the huge house was reduced to ashes little by little.

The fire burned all night, until everything that could be reduced to ashes was burned, and then it was slowly extinguished.

When it was dawn, Shen Lian, the commander of Feiyuwei, led two thousand households to inspect the ruins.

Nothing remained, only unburned human bones remained in the ruins.

But there is no need for Feiyuwei to identify, because there are eyewitnesses, what Feiyuwei has to do is to count the number and see how many Di Lu died that night.

"Commander, the two adults of Qianhu, based on the pattern of the unburned weapons and armor fragments at the scene, we can be sure that the dead is Dilu Xizuo who was lurking in the capital."

"Preliminary investigation shows that the weapon used by the assailant should be a blunt weapon, which is so powerful that it can crush people and weapons together."

"This is a fragment of a weapon taken from the wall, please take a look at it with the commander and the two Lord Qianhu."

A hundred household officials inspecting the scene reported and presented evidence packed in trays.

There are broken knife points, shattered maces, fragments of breastplates, tines of meteor hammers, and cracked hammer heads.

"This, what a powerful force!" Yu Wenjing's face changed slightly

"Even the hammer head was broken." Ji Chengliang was also shocked.

"How is this person's fighting style?" Shen Lian frowned slightly.

Investigator Baihu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Judging from the various clues we have so far, it seems that this person does not show any skill in fighting. It seems that all of them use one force to reduce ten times, which is... brute force."

Shen Lian pondered for a moment, and said: "Continue to investigate and sort out the characteristics of the murderer as soon as possible."

"Yes."