Seeing his own father walking straight into the post station, Zhang Wenzhu paused slightly.
I didn't rush in, but turned around and asked the shopkeeper:
"You said there is an evil spirit in your post station. Is that true or did someone tell you to say that?"
The shopkeeper avoided his gaze and stuttered:
“It’s… it’s true.”
Zhang Wenzhu chuckled, turned around and followed Zhang Tian.
"Father, you still have to be more responsible."
After all, he still had a gun in his uncle's hand.
Now Uncle Six doesn’t recognize him.
Bullets don't have eyes.
Zhang Tian had no idea of the twists and turns in his son's mind. He felt comfortable all over when he thought about catching the thief and returning home with his wife smiling and fawning on him.
"What do you know? It's just a bunch of criminals who knew they had caused a big mess, so they added more crimes to their crimes and deliberately did this."
Zhang Tian didn't take it seriously and strode forward.
The main hall of the post station was empty.
The tables and chairs were moved aside and placed against the wall, as if to welcome them.
Zhang Wenzhu looked at the situation and had a bad feeling in his heart.
Look around.
He was afraid that his Sixth Uncle would take the gun, hide in the dark, and shoot them.
There are no tables, chairs or benches, there is nowhere to hide!
"Sir, we found a donkey cart and a donkey in the backyard!"
A bailiff came running over.
"That donkey-head has a whip wound on his face. The thief who hurt Young Master Guo must be living here!"
Zhang Tian sneered and blocked the lobby, making sure the thief couldn't fly away even if he had wings!
"Search them thoroughly and bring the prisoner here!"
"yes!"
The bailiffs responded in unison.
They scattered in all directions and were about to search the post station thoroughly when suddenly, they heard the sound of a door opening and closing upstairs.
“Squeak—”
The post station is old, and its doors and windows are also old. When they are opened and closed, they make a sound that makes your teeth ache.
A few timid yamen runners immediately retracted their steps and looked vigilantly at the direction where the sound came from.
After a while, no one showed up.
"Hmph, you're just playing tricks on me. What are you afraid of?" Zhang Tian was a little angry.
How could a group of prisoners frighten his yamen runners and make them retreat?
Zhang Tian snatched the sword from the yamen runner beside him, and led the way up the stairs.
"stop."
A man's lazy voice came.
When everyone looked up, they saw a man lying on the beam in the lobby of the post station.
It was none other than Zhan Beichen.
"Zhang Tian, you allowed your brother-in-law to run rampant in the county, not restraining him but arresting innocent people. You are guilty!"
Zhang Tian stared.
"Am I guilty or not? Do I need you to judge me by yourself?"
Half of Zhan Beichen's face was hidden in the dim beams, and his expression looked extremely grim.
"That person is dead."
"I died in the underworld in the war, but I couldn't let go of the things in the mortal world. The judge redressed my grievances and asked me to take the token of the underworld and come to the mortal world to capture the evildoers."
Zhang Tian's mouth twitched, "Come down if you have the guts. I don't believe in the underworld..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wenzhu beside him interrupted and asked, "Are you the eldest son of the Zhan family or the young master?"
Zhan Beichen glanced at him and said, "You are Master Zhan, Beichen."
Zhang Wenzhu nodded silently, turned to Zhang Tian and said, "Dad, Zhan Beichen did die in the battle with Fanbang before this."
"There's something strange about this post station. Should we leave first?"
Zhang Tian refused to listen and spat on the ground.
"Zhan Beichen is dead. This guy here, could it be the third young master who is still alive pretending to be him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly became dark all around.
Even though Zhang Tian didn't believe it, he swallowed silently.
Strange laughter was heard all around.
The yamen runners were in a panic and immediately pulled the people around them, trying to squeeze themselves into the middle of the line.
Suddenly.
A figure flashed by.
The man on the beam fell on the stairs.
"Did you see it clearly?" Zhan Beichen said, holding up a hand with a black object in it. "This is Zhan Beichen. What's in the hand is the token bestowed by the judge himself."
"Zhang Tian, I'm calling you. If you don't believe me, just answer and see if this token can take your life!"
As he spoke, Zhan Beichen held up the black object in his hand and looked down at the people in the lobby.
Zhang Wenzhu pursed her lips.
While everyone inside was paying attention to Zhan Beichen, he retreated quietly, hid behind the yamen runners, and left the post station first.
The light in the lobby suddenly dimmed, and Zhang Tian couldn't see what the black object was even with his eyes squinted.
I just felt there was something weird about it.
I wanted to ask my son, but when I turned around, Zhang Wenzhu was gone.
Mo Ming didn't dare to say anything, and nudged the yamen runner beside him with his elbow, "Answer me."
The bailiff was in tears.
Helpless, the county magistrate spoke personally, and he could only utter a word:
“Hey!”
"Bang——"
The yamen runner only felt a flash of fire from the token in the "ghost's" body, followed by a loud bang, and then exploded at his feet.
The bluestone slabs in the lobby of the post station cracked, and the broken stones splashed all over his face.
“Mom…”
The yamen runner's legs were weak and he kept calling for his mother.
Zhang Tian was also shocked, and looked at the person on the stairs with suspicion and fear.
"Sir, this might be a real evil spirit. I've been looking for a long time but there's no sign of it."
A bailiff came over and said in a low voice.
"Yes, sir, for things like this, it is better to believe it than not to believe it."
"If it's a human, we can just take him away. If it's really someone who has returned from the underworld, we don't know whether we will take him away or he will take us away..."
The yamen runners began to back off.
However, Zhang Tian did not move, so it was not appropriate for them to leave first.
Zhan Beichen saw that the people below were relaxed, so he continued to work hard, pointing at the yamen runner whose feet had been blown apart and said, "You are not the county magistrate."
"This token has the ability to identify people. It won't hurt innocent people. Hitting you under the feet is already a punishment." Zhan Beichen raised the black object in his hand again, "Tell me, who among you is the county governor?"
Now, no bailiff dared to pretend to be someone else, and they all looked at Zhang Tian.
"Oh, it seems to be you." Zhan Beichen pointed the object in his hand at Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian's face twitched, and he pulled two yamen runners nearby to block himself.
He turned and ran.
"My Lord, wait for us!"
"grown ups!"
"Sir, are you going to arrest the murderer here?"
"What do you mean by taking it or not? You can't even save the adult's life, so why take the murderer? Run!"
As soon as the county magistrate left, the yamen runners also scattered like birds and beasts.
In a short while, they all ran away.
Zhan Beichen stood on the stairs. Seeing that everyone had left, he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
Just now, he listened to Shen Zhaozhao.
Whatever she says, we do.
The county magistrate is right, it's just playing tricks.
He looked down at the strangely shaped iron object in his hand, weighed it, and found it was quite heavy. What on earth was this?
Even bricks can break!
He squinted his eyes and looked into the black hole of the iron lump.
“Hey!”
As soon as the money was emptied, the iron lump was snatched away.
Turning around, he saw Shen Zhaozhao smilingly taking the iron lump.
Zhan Beichen was about to ask in detail when Shen Zhaozhao interrupted him.
"Brother 괗 acted really well."
"Grandma and the others are still waiting for you. Let's take this opportunity to get together with them."
When Zhan Beichen thought of his grandmother, Guo, his eyes became jealous. He forgot about the iron lump and hurried upstairs.
Shen Zhaozhao slipped downstairs silently.
Now that she has dealt with this brother, she still has to deal with another brother!
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