My wife is a sword god

Amu still didn't want to believe the corpse.

But when he came to the restaurant where Qin Feng and others were staying and saw the more than ten corpses, his face turned pale with shock.

His colleagues from the Demon Slayer Division who came with him also had trembling legs.

How could they have imagined that behind the so-called plague in Shuliang City was actually a plague of corpses!

"What should I do?" Amu asked tremblingly.

“Dispose of these corpses first to avoid causing panic among the people, and then report the matter to your Sizheng.

It is urgent to seek help from other sources and arrangements need to be made as soon as possible. " Qin Feng said.

"I understand." Amu responded.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the Shuliang City Demon Slayer Division and his team acted very quickly and quickly quietly moved the corpse of the ghoul out of the restaurant.

In order to confirm where the tiger patterns on these corpses came from, Qin Feng and others followed and returned to the Demon Slayer Division with Amu.

On the way, Qin Feng thought of the infected people and the different strengths of the infected corpse poison, so he asked aloud: "Amu, for the people who were isolated before, the location of the south house and the north house were chosen at random. ”

After hearing this, Amu shook his head: "When we resettled those people, we divided them according to the streets where they originally lived.

People who are close to the south live in the south house, and people who are close to the north live in the north house.

After all, the infection symptoms of those people are too scary, and it is not uncommon for them to die anytime.

This arrangement is also to facilitate the family members of those people to find a place to worship when they are cremated in the future. "

Qin Feng was thoughtful when he heard the words: "Later, give me all the statistics of the places where the infected people originally lived."

Amu didn't know why, but he still nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Qin."

The group of people soon arrived at the Demon Slaying Division and then divided into two groups.

Shi Ziming and Zhang Tiannan went to see Sizheng here to discuss countermeasures and seek help.

Qin Feng and Cang Feilan, led by Amu, came to the place where Shuliang City's documents and history books were stored.

Arranging his colleagues to do statistics, Amu looked at Qin Feng and the two who were constantly flipping through the books and asked: "Master Qin, what are you looking for? There are a lot of documents here, and there are only two of you, so it will definitely take a lot of money to go there. less time.

If possible, I would like to do something. "

"This is the best." Qin Feng did not refuse, and directly took the paper and brush from the desk beside him, and then drew the pattern in his mind.

After a moment, the image of a ferocious and roaring tiger head appeared on the paper.

Qin Feng explained: "Those corpses all have similar patterns on their bodies. If we can find out where the patterns come from, we can also know the true identities behind these corpses."

Amu glanced at the tiger's head, then nodded, and started searching together.

On the other side, Shi Ziming and Zhang Tiannan took more than a dozen corpses of ghouls and found Lord Sizheng Li of the Demon Slayer Division.

When the latter saw the corpses of the dead ghosts, he was so shocked that he froze on the spot: "How. How come there are so many?"

Shi Ziming heard something unusual. What the other party said was not that he was shocked that there were really ghouls, but that he was shocked by the number of ghouls.

In other words, this man surnamed Li had really known for a long time that there was a zombie disaster in Shuliang City!

He immediately frowned and shouted coldly: "The laws of the Da Gan Demon Slayer Division stipulate that disasters above Class B must be reported to superiors and must not be concealed.

As Sizheng of Shuliang City's Demon Slaying Department, you dare to conceal the report of the corpse ghost. How many heads do you have that can be chopped off?

Or do you want to be imprisoned in the ninth level prison of Fengtian City? "

Si Zheng, whose surname was Li, staggered when he heard this, and said hurriedly: "Master Shishi, please listen to my explanation. There are reasons why I do this."

Shi Ziming looked at each other, and then listened to the other person's words——

Shuliang City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are few demons and ghosts causing disasters. The people here live and work in peace and contentment, and the Demon Slayer Division is also at ease.

When the man surnamed Li came here to serve as Secretary General, he felt that he had received a good job. He only had to patrol the city and had nothing else to do.

He thought that such days could last until the day he died, but a few months ago, everything changed.

On a dark and windy night, I always feel like something is about to happen.

A scream broke the silence of the night in the alleyway of the city. The patrolling demon slayer discovered a corpse of a commoner, and then saw that thing - a ghoul!

The strength of the corpse ghost is at best a second-level tribulation. As long as an ordinary seventh-level warrior is careful, it is not difficult to deal with it.

The two demon slayers joined forces and killed him in a matter of seconds, and then hurried back to the demon slayer department to report.

When he saw the corpse, his face turned pale with fear, and his first reaction was to report it.

But someone unexpectedly appeared and asked him to press the matter.

"Who is it?" Shi Ziming asked with a frown.

"It's the County Magistrate King." The man surnamed Li replied after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Absurd!" Shi Ziming scolded angrily: "The government and the Demon Slaying Department belong to two organizations. Even if the other party's official rank is one level higher, he has no right to transfer you to the Demon Slaying Department!

You actually listened to him and concealed such a big thing! "

"What you don't know is that Mr. Wang is the magistrate sent here by Fengtian City, and his identity is astonishing. How can I dare to mess with such a person?

Moreover, Master Wang also made it clear that he had known about the corpse ghost for a long time, and Fengtian City sent him here to handle the matter secretly.

I was dubious about this statement at first, but after that, there were indeed no corpses in Shuliang City, so I believed it.

How could I have thought that there would be so many of these things in the city. "At the end of the conversation, the man surnamed Li seemed to know that he had made a big mistake and kept blaming himself.

"It's useless to say these now. The most urgent thing is to seek reinforcements from other places and find out where the corpse ghosts in the city come from as soon as possible.

If I'm not mistaken, there must be a corpse king with high calamity power behind these corpse ghosts. It has not appeared yet, and it must have a big plan. "Shi Ziming said in a deep voice.

"I will arrange people to go to Tiancheng to seek support." The man surnamed Li responded immediately.

"The Huarong Road in the South Region is open, and the patrol envoy of the Demon Slaying Department will often appear at the post station. You can send someone there to leave a letter. "

"Understood, understood. "

After explaining everything, Shi Ziming took Zhang Tiannan out of the Demon Slaying Division and headed for the county magistrate's mansion.

He wanted to see what reason made the county magistrate dare to conceal the disaster of corpse ghosts!

Seeing the two people go away, the fear on Lord Li's face slowly subsided. He took out a white paper from his arms. The content written on it was exactly the same as what he and Shi Ziming had just said.

He lit the white paper on the candle until it burned to ashes. He called one of his men and said: "Let those Hundred Ghosts continue to suppress the Yin Qi under the ground of Shuliang City and don't let those ghosts come out.

Also, continue to send people to feed the things in the cave, and don't stop for a day. "

The visitor's face was pale, and he replied in a trembling voice: "I understand. "