I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

But the county magistrate Cheng is the best at beating people upside down, and immediately said: "I forgot, so did my master forget it too?"

"This seat has not forgotten."

Cheng Jin, who was full and not spinning his mind too quickly, expressed disbelief: "Really?"

Heishan had already sat down in his exclusive seat, and at the moment he spoke with a slight smile: "I think this is another new way for you to persecute monsters."

All the monsters here: ... Oh, it's tricky.

Cheng Jin covered his tears with his sleeves silently: Hey, Hei Lulu still failed in his studies after all. How could this be him persecuting monsters, clearly? It was persecuting his innocent reputation! !

But it's a pity that the pig demon's vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if the shoulder was cut open and blood was left overnight, when Cheng Jin dug the pit, the demon inside was still panting.

"It's good enough, but the smell is really too fishy!"

Heishan casually made a trick to block the smell, and then said: "A monster who has committed too many crimes, because the evil power counteracts the mana, so? It will aggravate the demon nature."

Is that so, then in the future he will be able to identify monsters by body odor? Good or bad, but this method is too unfriendly to his nose? A pig demon almost sent him away, then what if If all five are in the battle, he won't pass out from the smell.

"But it doesn't make sense. Since they are so demonic, why didn't they catch them last time when they encircled and suppressed Wutong?"

Heishan looked at the pig demon pretending to be dead on the ground, his eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Cheng Yi'an, I can't smell the stench you mentioned." Can you even feel it? The pig demon on the ground, or Because yesterday the demon was wounded by the demon knife he transformed into.

"Ah?" Cheng Jin was stunned, "So, this suffering in the world is only for me?"

Montenegro: "...what's the matter? In your mouth, why does the taste always change?"

Cheng Jin resolutely refuses such accusations: "No way, what I said is very important. Besides, it's really quite, very, invincibly stinky."

Just thinking about it makes people think of Yue.

Heishan suddenly thought at this moment, if the blood contract between him and Cheng Yi'an has not been terminated, maybe he can share his sense of smell with the other party.It's just strange that Cheng Yi'an can still see ghosts even though the blood contract has been lifted. Not only that, but it's even worse, he can smell evil spirits, and he can even ignore Wutong Weird hiding methods on the body.

Heishan remembered the words of the magistrate of the underworld again, Cheng Yi'an is not a treacherous person, he can even be called a good official, but why would such a person have no afterlife?

He can be sure that Cheng Yi'an's soul is not damaged in any way, even stronger than the souls of many people, unless... it is the reincarnation of a god or Buddha?But now that Shinto is on the decline, even reincarnation is meaningless.

Heishan thought about it and couldn't figure it out, but Cheng Jin had already pulled out the synthetic animal medicine from the warehouse and forcefully fed it to the pig demon.

A horrified sound of killing a pig pierced the eardrums, calling Hei Shan's thoughts back.

"...What did you do to him?" Hei Shan looked at the black, red and bloody fat pig in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

Cheng Jin had already washed his hands repeatedly by running to the creek next to him, and then said, "He's...a real pig now."

Zhu Shiro fell into boundless fear, he, he, he... couldn't speak!

Not only was he unable to speak, but he even lost his sense of the fetish. He seemed to have turned back into the pig that could be slaughtered. His body was heavy and he could only make harsh and sharp pig noises. .

Do not--

He shouted in his heart, but what he showed was the screams of killing pigs that even he himself didn't want to hear.

The so-called killing a pig is nothing more than nodding your head. This drug is no different from being a monster. Without mana and special skills, you still maintain the sanity of being a monster. This is the rhythm that will drive the monster crazy. .

Cheng Jin has already wiped his hands dry, and somehow he found a circle of hemp rope to wrap around the pig's neck: "Walk, master, do you let the pig go?"

... I have heard of herding cattle and sheep, but it is really unheard of to herd pigs.

As a "monster king level" demon, Heishan rejected Cheng's reckless behavior with silence.

So magistrate Cheng, unable to persecute the black deer, turned his head and remembered that there was a useless mascot demon raised in the yamen, so half an hour later, Jinhua cat and Wutong pig appeared outside Shangyu City spectacle.

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a young man from a rich family who has a whimsy and wants to play with pigs, and he puts such a big pig. The people passing by who are busy with spring planting can't help it. Drool left.

"The pig's eyes are so scary, it can't be a demon, can it?"

County magistrate Cheng didn't even need to type a draft when he told a lie: "How is it possible, you smelled the evil spirit on him?"

Maomao doubted: "It's true, but I can't smell the bamboo demon? It's so good, why did you call me to herd the pigs?" up!

"After all, people like intoxication are rare, so you can be less suspicious." The magistrate Cheng said the truth in a timely manner, "Since you want to know the truth, I won't hide it from you, this pig is five-handed. Your new favorite, didn’t you say last time that there are domestic animals among them.”

Mao Mao immediately had a gossipy expression on his face: "Is it true or not? Wu Tong still has this habit?"

"Of course, this is the news from our master's investigation." Cheng County magistrate threw the blame into the air, "So, you put it away for now, and wait for Wutong and the others to find us, and we will catch it again!"

"Okay!" Pan Xiaoan waved his fist, and after a while his face was happy, he fell into panic, "No, I can't beat them!"

Hey, Wutong, although these monsters have a bad reputation like a stinking ditch, it would be too much for him to have a kitten face them.

"Don't worry, I didn't ask you to deal with them." Cheng Jin squeezed his fists and showed a kind expression at the right time.

Pan Xiao'an: ...Indeed, Cheng Suansan is an existence that can pull down the locust tree demon. It's just a mere appetizer.

Thinking of this, he has no fear in his heart, but he always feels that something is wrong.

Because it was a national funeral, there were obviously a lot more people on spring outings outside Shangyu City today. Some people released paper kites, some held poetry gatherings, and most of them were elegant and interesting people. The master was hiding in the dark. ? In a spring hunting team.

Of course, when I wrote Spring Hunting and read it as Spring Outing, it was a group of dandies riding horses for fun. When they were tired, they set up a place by the lake to drink and have fun, while mocking the fake students next door. , Arty, those words can be described as sour.

"This brother is born in Taiwan, which family is it from?"

Cheng Jin casually mentioned a fake identity. Although he was not very familiar with the Shangyu family, thanks to the blessings of the New Year greetings every year, he got to know a lot of Jiangnan family connections.

"Dongyang Lu's family, isn't that the Zhao family's in-laws?" One of them pushed the young man next to him and said, "Didn't your sister marry in Dongyang, do you know her?"

Young Master Zhao waved his hand in annoyance: "I don't know, I don't know, how old was I at that time, and I haven't been to Dongyang, don't talk to me, it's annoying."

The young man next to him suddenly got excited, so it can be seen that he is a bad friend. He was wrong: "It's still annoying. If you want me to say that you don't need to talk to the old man named Weng. He was unrighteous first, and now you are like this." If you come back, you will save him in vain."

Young Master Zhao became even angrier when he heard the words, but if he were to open his mouth and say that he was cheated, he would not be ashamed.

However, Cheng Jin's heart moved, and his eyes fell on Young Master Zhao: "Surname Weng? Is it the Weng family in the north of Wuzhou City?"

Young Master Zhao was stunned: "You actually know his family?"

Cheng Jin nodded and said, "I've heard a little about it? His family's affairs. Some time ago, his family changed its head?"

"What? Isn't Mr. Weng the head of the Weng family?" The young man next to him asked in surprise.

Cheng Jin guessed it? That Wengsou is very face-saving, and he sticks it on his face if he is absolutely valuable. He is recruiting soldiers and horses in Shangyu City. No way: "Of course not. Some time ago, the Weng family members were persecuted by the gangsters. As the head of the family, he not only did nothing, but almost brought down the younger generation of the family."

"Hey, I can't tell, no wonder he came to Shangyu alone."

Cheng Jin properly revealed some more: "At the beginning, there was a capable person who could help his family survive the catastrophe. The old man agreed and even promised his eldest daughter to the other party. Who knew that after the matter was completed, he would go back on his word and say At the beginning, he never made a marriage contract, but the eldest daughter of his family is also stubborn, not only ascended to the position of head of the family with the help of the clan, but also took care of the chaotic family business in an orderly manner."

"What? Brother Zhao, isn't this exactly the same as your experience?"

That's right, after Mr. Zhao came back, he didn't want to say that he regretted the marriage because he disliked Weng Hongting's ugliness.

However, Young Master Zhao seemed to have found evidence, and drank a glass of wine angrily when he heard the words: "It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable! I rescued him when he begged me in prison! Now he has figured it out I don't dare to change my rhetoric repeatedly, he doesn't take me seriously at all! Damn it!"

"Thank you brother Lu for telling the truth, if there is a chance, we will have a drink together."

After all, Mr. Zhao greeted his friends, and decided to hold a small meeting to deal with this bold old man Weng.

Cheng Jin imitated Maomao, a farmer, and hid his achievements and fame.

It was at this time that a call for help from Maomao came.

Cheng Jin was not too far away from the place where the pigs were kept, anyway, the black deer was there, so he wasn't afraid of cats and cats having trouble.It's just that when we got to the place, County Magistrate Cheng couldn't help but sigh, good guy!

"Help, Cheng Suansuan!"

This is to take away even the pig and the cat. Cheng Jin rushed over and picked up the hemp rope at the end of the ground, and then pulled it hard. Even the two? Wutong demon and fat pig who came to rescue were thrown to the ground by him. ? In the sky.

Because the rope was stretched straight, the force tied to the pig's neck suddenly increased, and it was hard to strangle Fat Pig Shiro directly, but he didn't strangle him, and Xiaodouyan rolled his eyes directly.

"Fourth brother!"

The fat pig uttered a terrible cry.

Brother save me!run away!

However, the two? Wutong demons didn't understand. They even felt that this mortal dared to challenge their Wutong's prestige, so they decided to torture them tacitly, so that they would know that their Wutong was not easy to mess with.

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