The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

"Okay, stop teasing them." Shao Yunfan shook his head helplessly, jumped off the roof of the side room, turned around to face the frightened soldiers, and said calmly, "We are from Kunlun. Please report this to your general."

After hearing Shao Yunfan reveal his identity, the soldiers were obviously relieved and could finally stand up straight. However, the one standing at the front was a little unhappy.

After all, he was a staff leader, but in front of his subordinates, the two of them were so frightened that they fell down. He was not dignified at all, but it was not his fault. After all, what kind of talent would come to visit in the middle of the night? The general has said that no matter who knocks on the door in the middle of the night, he will not accept the guest.

Oh, by the way, I think I saw some disciples from the Immortal Sect when I saw the housekeeper going out before. It couldn't be these two people.

The officer raised his head and looked at the two of them up and down in the faint moonlight, feeling a little disdainful.

With this body, he is not as strong as he is. Are all immortal sects like this?

"Ahem, my general took a rest early. You two might as well come back during the day."

This was exactly what the housekeeper said. However, when the housekeeper blocked the door, there were no howling ghosts and empty coffins lying across the street. The reason why the two of them climbed over the wall to get in was to investigate the empty coffin. Who is this person and how can he be driven away so easily?

"You can even sleep here."

Lou Xinzhou took a step forward, her tone deliberately filled with surprise, and her pale golden eyes widened. She turned sideways and looked at the door. The meaning was self-evident.

"The general sleeps well."

The wailing outside was overwhelming, and I didn't know how long it would last. Shen Ling said bravely, but in the next second, a slightly thick voice came from the corner of the corridor.

"nonsense!"

As soon as Lou Xinzhou turned around, she saw a man in his forties coming from the end of the corridor. The man had dark and rough skin, was tall and strong, and walked with a strong wind. His brows were furrowed, and he let out a loud roar when he opened his mouth.

"Hello, General Zhao."

A dozen soldiers were stunned by this roar and almost subconsciously stood in a row. When they reacted, the military commander ran over.

"Why is the general out? This, how dangerous it is outside."

The counselor glanced at the red door with a little fear in his eyes. There was only a wall between them and the mourners on the street. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he could smell the putrid smell on their bodies.

"The mourners are knocking on the door, how can I still lie down?"

Zhao Quan said in a bad tone.

"But." The counselor glanced at Lou Xinzhou and the two again, then whispered in Zhao Quan's ear, "Didn't you say you won't accept guests in the middle of the night?"

"How many years have you been with me?"

Zhao Quan did not answer the counselor's question immediately, but turned to ask other questions. When the counselor heard this, he thought that the general was grateful for his loyalty, thought for a long time, and then answered solemnly.

"Almost ten years General!"

"There has been no progress at all in ten years. What I mean is that if someone comes in the middle of the night, I don't know if it is a human or a ghost, so naturally I won't accept it." Zhao Quan gritted his teeth, "But he is from the Immortal Sect. If you drive him away, what will happen outside? Are you going to deal with those things?"

After saying that, Zhao Quan took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and saluted Lou Xinzhou and the others.

"I'm sorry, my subordinates are all warriors, and they are usually brainless. You two are from the Immortal Sect, so it's a different matter."

"You're welcome, General. We're just here today to ask some questions."

Shao Yunfan spoke.

"Immortal, feel free to ask, it's just outside..."

Zhao Quan's lingering voice naturally meant that he wanted the two of them to help drive away the funeral ghosts outside. Although those ghosts were just howling outside and did not break into the house, the sound really made people's hearts tremble and make them sweat. , plus there was a coffin in the house that had not been buried for a long time, which always reminded him of something that was not there.

Lou Xinzhou heard something else, and asked insinuatingly.

"How did you handle it before?"

"To be honest, this has never happened before."

Zhao Quan quickly replied that when something happened in the city, he was still fighting on the front line with the Fucang Kingdom, but the monarch did not hesitate to recall him overnight. At that time, he knew that things would not be simple. As expected, he continued to explore at night for a week, and he was not seriously injured. He returned home with nothing, and the king also died suddenly half a month ago. Although he was armed with force, how could a mortal be his opponent for that kind of thing?

What's more, since the king's violent death, one person has died every day in this city. Maybe the mourning in front of the door is a sign of the monster killing someone, but I don't know if it is God's blessing. This is the first time this happened, and I encountered two immortals. For a moment, Zhao Quan saw hope again.

Although he knew before that the Immortal Sect had taken over the matter and had been investigating for more than half a month, the monster was still running rampant. This showed that these Immortal Sect disciples were not powerful, but now the funeral ghosts were wailing at the door. Even these immortals There is nothing my disciple can do against the monster, but at least it is more powerful than all the soldiers in his house put together.

Lou Xinzhou was not surprised at all when he heard Zhao Quan's answer. This was evident from the performance of the soldiers before.

But if this is the case, then what she and Shao Yunfan concluded about carrying a coffin and picking someone up would be a bit unreasonable.

Just as Lou Xinzhou was thinking this, he heard Shao Yunfan ask again.

"Since you are a general, have you ever seen those mourners outside?"

"I've seen it before." Zhao Quan nodded quickly, "What does the immortal want to ask?"

"Tell me what you saw."

"how is it like······"

Zhao Quan was a little confused, and subconsciously touched his beard, recalling the few scenes of the group of funeral ghosts he had seen.

"It's just wearing sackcloth and mourning, and the streets are full of dirty money. Except for the deathly atmosphere, it seems to be no different from our funeral..."

At this point, Zhao Quan suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something. Seeing him like this, the counselor next to him was a little anxious, as if he had something to say, but was forced by his own general to dare not interrupt.

Shao Yunfan naturally noticed his expression and looked at him immediately.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"There's something different, they... they didn't carry the coffin!"

"really."

Shao Yunfan said softly, Lou Xinzhou understood what the leader said.

This General's Mansion is special. This group of funeral ghosts and coffins are parked in front of the General's Mansion. They are here to pick up people. They are here to pick up the people in the General's Mansion.

The previous inference is correct.

"Someone in your family died."

Lou Xinzhou figured out the joints and spoke directly, but his tone was not a question, but an affirmation.

When Zhao Quan heard what Lou Xinzhou said, he was stunned on the spot. He didn't know how Lou Xinzhou came to the conclusion. There was sweat on his forehead. He wiped it with his sleeve. After looking at the brown-red door, he slowly nodded. nodded.

"My little daughter, Zhao Yun'er, disappeared two months ago."