"Our two bodyguards disappeared in your inn, shopkeeper, you must be responsible for this matter, let me ask you again, did you hear any abnormal noise last night?"

As soon as Zhang Yuanqing heard the voice, he knew it was the elder brother Zhuo Peiran.

Then a frightened middle-aged man explained:

"Master Dart, you are so powerful that even you didn't notice the abnormality, so how could a little one know."

After listening for a while, Zhang Yuanqing probably figured out the reason of the incident. The two bodyguards who were in charge of guarding the coffin last night disappeared this morning.

The Huangqi bodyguards searched the inn to no avail, and were interrogating the shopkeeper and waiter inside.

It was mentioned in the introduction of the spirit realm that strange things happened frequently on the way to escort the black coffin, and here it came. Zhang Yuanqing was secretly vigilant.

At this time, a resonant voice came from the East Wing:

"Is Lin resigning?"

All the bodyguards turned their heads and looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing said loudly: "Father!"

"Come in!" Chen Xuedao said.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately stepped out and strode towards the east wing room. The light in the room was dim. After stepping over the threshold, there was a small hall for receiving guests, and the bedroom was on the inside.

The tables and chairs in the living room have been emptied, replaced by a huge black coffin.

The lid and body of the coffin were painted with black lacquer, and the coffin was painted with red cinnabar. A yellow talisman was pasted on the head of the coffin, and a purple talisman was pasted on the end of the coffin.

The whole coffin gives people the feeling that it is full of evil and gloomy, and it makes people feel chills just by looking at it.

The old blood knife with a slight frost on the temples stood in front of the black coffin with his hands behind his back, staring at the coffin lid.

Standing beside Chen Xuedao was a burly bald man with distorted mantras tattooed on his bald head. His eyes were fierce, like a bloodthirsty killing god, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This is the eldest brother Zhuo Peiran among the adopted sons, a fog master.

In the Song Dynasty, the sect of immortals was high above the heavens, and the rivers and lakes were full of fish and dragons. Lawful and evil were not divided into camps, and because of the weak ruling power of the imperial court, it was difficult to restrain people in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, there are happy grievances and grievances everywhere that kill a person in ten steps and never leave them behind. Killing is rare and common in this era, which dilutes the bloodthirsty style of the bewitching demon.

Of course, bewitching demons who mutilate innocent people and cause a party's lives to die will still be denounced as evil spirits and will be besieged and killed by people in the rivers and lakes, including other evil professions.

There is no division of camps in the spiritual world, but there are rules in the rivers and lakes.

"Father!" Zhang Yuanqing bowed, and quickly obtained information:

"Zhang Hu and Zhao Ma, who were on duty last night, are missing?"

Chen Xuedao nodded solemnly:

"The entire inn has been taken down by us. I didn't notice anyone sneaking in last night, and I didn't hear anyone shouting in the backyard. Zhang Hu and Zhao Ma have been with me for many years. They are both experienced and good players. It is very strange that they disappeared this time. .�

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and showed Lin Ci the copper lock that had been cut in half.

"Compared the traces, it was Zhang Hu or Zhao Ma who cut it open. Last night, they broke the copper lock, entered the house, and then disappeared." Chen Xuedao said, looking at the black coffin.

"Father, what do you mean, the disappearance of the two of them was caused by this coffin?" Zhang Yuanqing then looked at the coffin. JrNovels.com