I can't be a demon.

Chapter 35 The body is very honest

"Is there any mistake?"

"Are the Jinwu Guards planning to use the prison to raise ghosts? With such resentment, at least a dozen ghosts will die in a short period of time."

Shen Lian wanted to confirm it again, but the eye-brightening talisman water was so precious that the half bottle given by Sun Dawei was only enough for four or five uses.

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 ghosts will last for about a hundred days. During this period, any disturbance will wipe out the resentment that has entangled the corpse.

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 quickened his pace as he thought.

Coming to his senses, he found himself subconsciously walking towards the government office, and his skin felt that the temperature around him had dropped significantly.

"Ah~ You say no with your mouth, but your body is honest~"

"Shut up!"

The starling flapped its wings eagerly, attracting surprised glances from passers-by. Some women covered their faces and smiled as they talked about the matter.

Instead of feeling ashamed, the silly bird held its head high and puffed out its chest.

"Hey, Master Ba, please spare me."

Shen Lian gave the myna a slap on the head.

He glanced at the yamen, and the appetite brought by the huge stomach food became more and more intense, as if there were some delicious food hidden in the yamen.

"It is indeed a delicious delicacy. I am afraid it will seduce all the evil spirits in the prison."

Shen Lian temporarily gave up the idea of ​​becoming a corpse Taoist priest.

The yamen did satisfy the resentment required for the Corpse-Transforming Sutra, but all the resentment was gathered in the important area of ​​the yamen, without any leakage at all.

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

"but……"

Shen Lian found a stall to sit down and ordered a bowl of plain noodles to fill his stomach, while secretly speculating based on the giant stomach's reaction to the food.

The ghosts that appeared in the prison should have been around a hundred years old. Logically speaking, both a man and a bird have the ability to see things, so a ghost with a hundred years of experience cannot threaten them at all.

"Another bowl of plain noodles!"

"I'm coming."

Shen Lian ate the noodles with a few chopsticks and drank the soup with lard floating in it in one gulp.

"one more bowl!"

If I could sneak into the government office, it would be like a paradise inside.

Even if we cannot set foot into the heart of the prison, judging by the intensity of the resentment at the moment, every blade of grass and every tree inside is bound to be tainted with resentment.

Even ghosts with low skills will be born.

"one more bowl!"

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

wrong.

Giant stomach food supplements can also benefit greatly. The plants and trees that have been eroded by the demonic aura will be transformed into sacrifices containing nutrients and experience.

Damn, even the moss in the corners can help increase your strength.

"one more bowl!"

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

"Again……"

"Guest sir."

The old man selling noodles interrupted with a smirk, his wrinkled face showing a bit of nervousness, and explained softly and carefully.

"Sir, my wife prepared too little flour this morning, so I can't even make a few bowls of plain noodles. Do you think so?"

Before Shen Lian knew it, there were empty bowls in front of him. He had devoured at least a dozen bowls. The other diners were all amazed at his big appetite.

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

"Stupid~"

The mynah bird looked like it was watching the fun and almost urged the old man to make noodles himself.

Shen Lian was too lazy to teach the mynah a lesson, so he left the copper coins in a hurry and then went to investigate around the government office. The result was not optimistic. The government office was heavily guarded.

Hundreds of shops not far from each other have been closed, and yamen runners are stationed in shifts on all the streets and alleys leading to the government office.

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

Shen Lian realized that the Jinwu Guards must have set up some kind of magic array inside the yamen, otherwise the resentment would not have been able to be locked in the same place.

"It's not realistic to sneak in. There might be Jinwu Guards who are good at pupil techniques."

Shen Lian suddenly seemed to remember something and glanced at the starling combing its feathers on his shoulder. The latter raised its paw vigilantly.

"Just let Bage go to the yamen alone to collect grievances."

Logically speaking, since the starling could quietly bring in the fake eye, it means that the government didn't pay attention to ordinary birds, maybe there really was...

Shen Lian was just about to ask the myna.

As a result, I saw the starling tilted its head and showed a wise look in its eyes.

"Uh, forget it."

Shen Lian chose to give up without hesitation.

It’s not that I’m worried about the starling’s safety, but mainly because I have a keen eye for details and I can control my resentment very well.

The government office was already treading on thin ice. If mynah bird destroyed the arrangements of the Jinwu Guards again, all the resentment would be released directly.

The entire Yanliang town had to fall.

Tens of thousands of people would die as a result, and it might even attract a powerful demon with great power.

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

At this time.

Shen Lian stopped where he was and noticed that the side door of the yamen opened. A dozen warriors walked out of the yamen in silence with extremely solemn expressions.

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

It is obvious that all the warriors come from gangs.

"The government summoned the gang leaders. Is this related to the resentment in the prison?"

Shen Lian's mind moved slightly. It was indeed mentioned in the Corpse Transformation Sutra that a warrior's qi and blood could be used to temporarily suppress resentment.

"If the Jinwu Guards feel pressured to deal with the troublemakers in the prison, they will most likely use the gang to deal with the inferior ghosts outside."

The reason why the government cracked down on gangs before the New Year was to warn them.

When Shen Lian thought of this, he already had some idea of ​​what was going on.

On his way back to the pawnshop, he turned into a coffin shop on the corner and paid the owner some money to make a coffin as soon as possible.

Shen Lian’s request was very strange.

The coffin does not need to be assembled as a whole, just make the four wooden boards. Also, the patterns decorating the coffin should be as simple as possible.

The shopkeeper promised to complete it within two days and immediately began to arrange for a carpenter.

Actually, Shen Lian had no expectations for taking up the job of corpse Taoist priest. He just made preparations in advance. If the Jinwu Guards had no intention of letting outsiders interfere, the coffin would be temporarily stored in the shop.

In the following days, he kept an eye on the yamen.

On the surface, Shen Lian drank a pot of medicinal wine and lay in the courtyard, ignoring worldly affairs, but in fact he was concerned about the sufferings of the ghosts in the yamen.

I wish I could personally help the ghosts to be reincarnated, until their souls return to the eighteen levels of hell.

The fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

The yamen was still filled with resentment, and countless rats could be seen fleeing along the shadows.

The fifth day of the new year.

The resentment was spreading, and the people also realized that something was wrong with the government office. Rumors were spreading among the people in the city.

The sixth day of the new year.

Shen Lian lay in a recliner, pulling a thin string to fly a kite in his spare time.

Old Wang walked into the courtyard in a hurry.

"Young Master, the Black Tiger Society is going to recruit martial artists from various martial arts schools. Master Bai has asked someone to ask you to go to a farm outside the city to avoid disaster for a few days."

Shen Lian handed the kite to Mr. Wang and stretched.

"I'm starving."

(End of this chapter)