Ever since the Ten Eunuchs disbanded the Seven Stars Prison, Zuo Zonghao has been idle at home, living a leisurely life.
Although San Huang later secretly took over Chang'an and executed all the remnants of the eunuch party and factions in the court, he did not remember to restore the Seven Stars Prison. As a result, those Seven Stars Prison officials who did not go out to participate in the rebellion were still waiting at home, waiting for the day when the emperor would restart the Seven Stars Prison.
Tiebao, a former subordinate, took the initiative to come to the door to report important matters. He said that in the Tang Dynasty Chang'an City, there were monsters rampant at night and harming people. So far, thirty people have died at the hands of monsters. This shows that since the Seven Star Supervisor was gone, the problem of monsters in the world has become more chaotic because it cannot be controlled.
Tiebao asked Zuo Zonghao to investigate the matter, and Zuo Zonghao would naturally not refuse, as this was his job. Although the Ten Eunuchs once ruled the Tang Dynasty and favored treacherous ministers over virtuous ministers, Zuo Zonghao was not disappointed with the Tang Dynasty and always hoped that one day he would be able to see the destruction of these termites.
Tonight, Zuo Zonghao summoned some of his former subordinates, like Tiebao, to investigate Chang'an City at night to prevent the strange incident of wooden men taking lives from happening again.
With the cooperation of Tie Feiying, he mobilized all the constables in the Shenbu Hall to guard the streets and alleys of Chang'an, big and small. They were equipped with a firework stick that could be released by pulling it open, so as to use it to tip off people when they discovered an emergency.
Under such a tight net, Tie Feiying didn't believe that those strange wooden men would continue to come out and harm people.
The night gradually deepened.
There were gradually fewer pedestrians on the streets. When something like that happened in Chang'an, everyone would chat in private, you tell me, I tell him. After it spread for a long time, naturally fewer people dared to go out at night for fear of losing their lives.
At the entrance of every street and every port, there is a disguised constable squatting. They stare at their surroundings carefully, their bodies very tense. Once they discover anything strange, they will immediately choose to pull the firework stick.
Even the constables would be afraid, but it is their duty to bring peace to Chang'an, and they cannot avoid it.
There is no absolute safety in Chang'an. It is these detectives who eliminate the dangers bit by bit in secret.
"belch!"
A drunk holding a jar of wine staggered over from not far away. When the constable who was responsible for guarding the place saw this scene, he instantly became alert.
The story of the wooden man demanding life was widely circulated in Chang'an. Anyone who dared to go out drinking under such circumstances and dared to go home alone after getting drunk was extremely weird and could not help but be suspicious.
The constable immediately took out the firework stick from his waist and held it tightly in his hand. As long as he felt something was wrong, he would immediately pull the firework stick.
"belch!"
"Stop, who are you?" asked the constable.
The man shook the wine jar in his hand: "What does it have to do with you? What are you doing?"
He staggered, took a few steps forward, and finally fell face first to the ground.
Gurgle!
The wine jar in his arms rolled forward and landed right at the constable's feet.
"Ouch, it hurts so much." The drunkard covered his nose and shouted in an extremely exaggerated tone.
The more the constable looked at this man, the more he felt something was wrong, but fortunately the man did not get close to him and did not pose any threat to him.
Just as the constable was about to pull the trigger of the firework stick, the wine jar that had rolled to his feet suddenly moved.
Gurgle!
The wine jar rolled directly up the constable's legs. Before the constable could react, he felt an inexplicable pain in his abdomen. Looking down, he was immediately terrified.
That wine jar, wasn't it a wine jar at all, it was actually a human head with disheveled hair.
The head opened its mouth and bit the constable's waist tightly, biting off a large piece of meat.
"ah!!!!"
The constable was startled and tried to pull out the firework stick in his hand.
But the drunk was faster. He jumped up from the ground and put his arms around the constable's body.
Click!
The constable's arms broke instantly, and the firework stick could no longer hold anything and fell to the ground.
"Huh!" The drunk bit the constable's throat and broke his neck.
"Ugh! Zizizizi..."
When all the blood was drained out, the constable fell to the ground.
"I want more, I want more." The drunkard bit the constable's body and growled in a low voice.
His eyes flashed red in the night, like a bloodthirsty beast.
Zuo Zonghao walked through the dark alleys with a knife in his hand. He held a toad that could ward off evil spirits in his hand, his eyes fixed on the glass plate on the toad's back.
At this moment, the resentment value displayed on the glass plate had reached as high as seven hundred.
"This monster is nearby, and it looks like it is definitely not ordinary." Zuo Zonghao ran quickly and soon came to a three-way intersection.
It was at this time that he saw the constable lying on the ground.
When I got closer, I saw that the man was pale and lifeless.
"Damn it." Zuo Zonghao's face was gloomy. Such a thing happened when he was on the move. It was a slap in his face.
Looking down at the injuries on the deceased's body, there was a fatal wound on the abdomen and throat. Judging from the tooth marks, the murderer should be a beast-like creature.
"A monster?" Zuo Zonghao looked around and looked around with a tinder. He immediately found a very obvious bloodstain on the ground, which should have been made by humans. Zuo Zonghao drew his sword and quickly followed the bloodstain.
In the dark box, the brightness of the tinderbox was almost negligible. While Zuo Zonghao was observing the bloodstains on the ground, he was also concentrating and alert to his surroundings. The murderous aura displayed on the evil-repelling toad was getting higher and higher, symbolizing that Zuo Zonghao was indeed on the right path.
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