Chapter 110 Chicken Thief
Chu Songjun walked forward and sniffed the scent.
There is a faint smell.
The stench was hard to describe, but it was enough to make people understand that there might be something hidden behind this chicken theft.
Aunt Deng asked anxiously, "Young Master, what happened? Why don't you say anything? Isn't there something on top?"
Ordinary people are the most sensitive.
Aunt Deng always felt that Chu Songjun’s sudden silence was not a good thing.
Chu Songjun patted Wang Youyu's arm, asked him to put him down, and comforted him: "Madam, we found the footprints of the chicken thief. I guess this person climbed over the roof of this broken house from the outside of the wall..."
He looked up and around the dilapidated wooden house.
Pointing to a gap.
"Perhaps he climbed into the chicken coop from there, and then threw some medicine powder down from the beams to make the chickens sleep well, and then stole the three chickens. He was agile and an old hand, and he may have been stealing for many years, so he was very skillful, so he stole the three chickens without anyone noticing."
As Chu Songjun spoke with great confidence, Aunt Deng's uneasy expression gradually calmed down, and was replaced by anger and contempt.
"You bastard!"
She cursed.
"Auntie, please find some time to repair this roof."
Chu Songjun suggested.
"Yes, yes, yes, it should be fixed! It should be fixed!"
Aunt Deng said repeatedly.
She stuffed a baked pancake into Wang Youyu's hand and enthusiastically sent away the two people who came to investigate.
They will go to another house where blood words were drawn on it later.
Chu Songjun took a bite of the pancake.
Wang Youyu was still pondering Chu Songjun's art of language. He knew his own master well, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master, is there anything to say about that thief?"
Chu Songjun chewed the biscuit and said, "Yes, I suspect that thief likes to deal with non-humans."
Wang Youyu's heart tightened: "Then let's notify our family right away!"
"I need to inform my family." Chu Songjun limped and said, "I'm not going home tonight."
The chicken thief would take action every three days, and tonight was the day he would take action.
"ah?"
Wang Youyu was dumbfounded.
***
There are many families raising chickens on Chang'an Street.
This chicken thief stole three chickens from almost every household.
But not every family wrote in blood.
Whether it was the specific number three or the bloody words that only appeared in special families, they all made Chu Songjun feel a little familiar. As soon as he heard them, he felt that they were related to the mysterious other world.
It’s just that I don’t know whether this chicken thief who did these things had any malicious intentions.
Chu Songjun visited every household where words were written in blood.
Not every beam bears the marks of a chicken thief walking on tiptoe.
The chicken thief had written something so garbled that no matter how carefully he looked at it, he couldn't understand what was written. He could only occasionally read a few numbers from it.
The people who had the talismans drawn on them didn't seem to experience any changes because of the bloody words.
It’s time to eat your own food, not eat something weird.
It’s time to sleep, so you can sleep peacefully. You won’t see any scary creatures in your dreams.
Ordinary and safe, just like every ordinary citizen in Xijing.
This horrible scribble did not cause any spiritual pollution, it just polluted the walls.
Wang Youyu made a guess: "Master! Maybe he wanted to scare people! You see, after he scared people like that, the neighbors didn't dare to catch him. He can steal chickens as he wants!"
"Yeah?"
Is he really overthinking it?
It is getting dark and the curfew in Xijing is about to begin.
Chu Songjun walked on the street holding Dalang and Jueming, disappearing into the darkness.
Wang Youyu followed him nervously. Having been with the young master for so long, he naturally knew his abilities.
He was not worried that they would be caught after the night curfew, because the young master had a powerful background, and he and Lord Situ were friends since childhood, so it would not be a big deal if they were caught.
What Wang Youyu was nervous about was the thing that the young master was holding.
He, Wang Youyu, is a little afraid of ghosts.
Chu Songjun did not speculate on his doctor's inner thoughts: "Let's go to the roof and take a look."
This chicken stealing case is shrouded in mystery, with unclear and confusing clues.
Moreover, there is the risk of competing with the air.
Chu Songjun swiftly climbed onto the roof of a lucky family's house and observed the layout of Chang'an Street.
The night wind was bleak, and Wang Youyu stood in the wind to block the wind for Chu Songjun.
Shiver from time to time.
"Disordered and shapeless."
Chu Songjun used several formulas.
I still can't see how these points can be connected to form any bad shape.
He lowered his head to ask for the ghosts' opinions, and the ghosts shook their heads.
No one had any idea.
Chu Songjun exhaled a breath of white steam: "Then let's go down and... wait."
At this moment, the dark clouds blocking the full moon struggled to dissipate.
The silvery moonlight shines on the rows of roofs bit by bit.
Chu Songjun suddenly noticed a certain direction.
A figure suddenly rose up above the dark roof!
"Look there..."
The ghosts in the shadows looked in that direction with their scarlet eyes.
Under the full moon.
An extremely thin figure slowly climbed up from the roof.
He lowered his head, stretched out his arms, and suddenly pulled up his elbows. His left forearm turned half a circle in the darkness in an extremely strange way, then straightened out, followed by his right forearm.
Then, he suddenly raised his left leg, and his left calf swayed in the air as if it had no strength, but soon straightened out like an arm!
Chu Songjun slowly frowned.
That posture, placed on the roof ridge, was too twisted and too scary.
It didn't look like moving your body to warm up, but more like...
——Wear clothes! Wear human leather clothes!
He jumped twice lightly on the roof, as if he was stepping on his clothes to make them firmer, his feet touching the roof, on tiptoe.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something.
The head slowly turned around the neck, then suddenly lifted up and looked back!
Those scarlet eyes were staring at me!
"Chase--"
Chu Songjun took the lead and rushed over with Dalang.
The skin on the chicken thief's face was still wrinkled, but there was no movement.
He suddenly leaped outward.
Run away with a head facing backwards!
Chu Songjun's face turned pale for a moment.
The shadows boil under the moon.
Dozens of evil ghosts suddenly emerged from the shadows!
The chicken thief has been roaming around in this Chang'an neighborhood for a long time.
I already know this terrain like the back of my hand.
It passed over the roofs at an extremely fast speed, even silently without making any sound.
But what the chicken thief never expected was.
Although they were not as familiar with the terrain as he was.
But they have so many ghosts!
The chicken thieves ran around in the air above Chang'an Avenue, but were unable to escape the encirclement.
He made extremely strange ghostly noises in a hurry.
Scarlet blood enveloped his body as the evil spirits besieged him. The chicken thief was extremely anxious, but he was still unable to escape from the encirclement and hunting.
The chicken thief's skin began to shrink under the drastic temperature change.
A vague face was outlined under the gradually tightening skin.
"ah--"
The chicken thief let out a short howl.
The ankle was grabbed by the naughty baby ghost in the shadow, leaving a deep ghost claw mark. The baby ghost pulled in another direction, and the chicken thief lost his balance, rolled off the roof, and fell to the ground, with crisp crackling sounds coming from the joints all over his body.
The chicken thief struggled to get up and tried to escape.
But he was suddenly stunned and his skin trembled nervously.
He saw that the dark ghost shadows had surrounded him, and under the creepy moonlight, the ghost shadows slowly opened their eyes.
They got out of the way.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the alley.
One person slowly lowered his head.
The scarlet dark light converged into his eyes.
The man who came was a young man of young age with elegant appearance. He was wearing a loose robe and looked like a scholar, but he was in the company of evil spirits. His eerie and terrifying appearance made the evil spirits terrified.
The chicken thief's mouth moved for a long time, and he uttered a trembling word: "...Don't, don't kill me! I am a good god!"
Chu Songjun raised his eyebrows, accurately grasping the words in his words: "Good... God?"
When he got closer, Chu Songjun realized that the chicken thief was not wearing thin leather, but a corpse.
His eyes darkened.
If the chicken thief's corpse was compared to clothes, at this moment, the chicken thief's clothes were not worn properly. Not only were his face wrinkled, but his various joints were also dislocated in the process of falling from the roof. The thief looked like a bad guy.
He actually said that he was a good god?
The chicken thief noticed that Chu Songjun gave him a chance to speak, and quickly raised his broken hand to try to patch up his face. He fiddled with his crooked mouth and explained, "I'm not a monster! I'm a god! A god that is worshipped by everyone!"
"This God will never harm my believers!"
Highly worshipped?
Wang Youyu shrank his tall and strong body and heard these words.
I can't help but think that it must be a cause of public outrage!
"Oh? What evidence do you have?"
Chu Songjun asked.
The chicken thief who claimed to be a god hurriedly said: "This god blesses my believers. These believers of my god are all aware of this! They even offer sacrifices to me!"
Chu Songjun touched his chin with an unclear expression: "Three chickens?"
The chicken thief nodded vigorously: "So this god is a good god! Don't kill me! I see that you are in trouble! I will definitely protect you!"
He timidly glanced at the evil spirits surrounding Chu Songjun.
Still a big disaster.
Wang Youyu was speechless: "Why are you blessing your neighbors? You still steal their chickens every day!"
"I! I!" The chicken thief couldn't speak clearly: "I wish them a safe and happy home! I have tried so hard! So what if I eat my offerings! It's them..."
"Shut up!" Wang Youyu interrupted, "When you were not around, their family was safe and happy. They relied on their own efforts and their own hands. It was not your blessing!"
"You just want to steal the chicken! You know what's best for you! You don't dare to eat people!"
The chicken thief was extremely angry when he heard this. He waved his broken hands wildly and said, "I am a god! I am protecting my believers! I will never eat humans!"
Wang Youyu was so angry that he wanted to step forward to argue again. For a moment he even forgot that he was afraid of ghosts.
"What are you doing with that wall of ghostly scribbles?"
Chu Songjun asked.
"Ghostly scribbles?" The chicken thief looked a little confused.
"It's that line of blood words." Chu Songjun reminded.
"That! That's my reminder to them! A reminder!" The chicken thief emphasized, "It's my love for the believers! Keep them away from danger!"
"Dangerous? What do you mean?"
Chu Songjun was a little surprised.
"I'm afraid you are trying to intimidate them!" Wang Youyu put his hands in his pockets and curled his lips.
The chicken thief's eyes widened: "How can you defame God's innocence out of thin air! You... "
He stammered for a while and shouted, "You're going to jail for violating the law like this!"
He twisted his body to prop himself up from the ground, fearfully avoiding the evil spirits around him, and said to Chu Songjun, who was obviously the person in charge: "I really am a good god!"
"Well, even if I am a little greedy, I haven't violated my principles! I am a good god who loves my people like my own children! Just believe in me! I will protect you!"
The chicken thief in front of him had a faint sinister aura.
I don't know how I managed to retain my consciousness.
He is paranoid and thinks he is God.
Chu Songjun has at least a few gods behind him.
Every god has an indescribable temperament.
The leap in levels makes even the tiny creatures feel a spiritual shock and confusion just by watching.
He is just a ghost with a confused mind.
The Yin energy in his body is not even as strong as Chu Chenghong, who was well nurtured by him.
However, this method of wearing a human corpse to contact the real world is strange and terrifying enough.
The chicken thief, whose half face had rotted away and whose bones were exposed, was still trying to argue: "I really am a good god! Please let me go!"
The night wind blew, bringing with it the stench of corpses.
Xijing has been placed under curfew.
Cassia's cold hands suddenly grasped Chu Songjun tightly.
Chu Songjun is blessed with a heart of gold.
He looked up suddenly.
The chicken thief was shocked: "Here they come! The bad guys are coming!"
He tried to get up, gurgling: "I really am a god!"
There was no one on the streets of Chang'an.
Instead, a patrol team of night riders from the Imperial Guards came in.
The black armor is majestic and imposing.
Chu Songjun's expression changed: "Cover the thief's mouth and get out of the way!"
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