Tick ​​tick tick.

The gongs and drums are noisy and firecrackers are blasting.

Ten Miles of Red Makeup was spread from Shunfeng Building in Huwang Town to Xiashan Village.

When sending off a bride.

Brother Zhang rode a tall horse and led hundreds of policemen.

That majesty, that grandeur.

Not to mention the neighbors in the village, the merchants who came from the county town to attend the banquet all said: "Two years ago, the Miao family, known as the most wealthy family in the county, got married, and the pomp was not as good as today.

How much will this cost?”

"money!"

The people on the side heard this and sneered: "That's because you haven't seen that guarding the territory of more than a thousand miles in Hushan is guarding Jinshan. The various medicinal materials on the mountain grow like grass, and when cut off, they turn into white money.

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Pay homage to heaven and earth!

Two thanks to Gaotang!

Shunfeng Tower is covered with happy words.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are sitting on the left, and the Zhu family are sitting on the right.

Both parties looked happy and accepted the blessings from relatives and friends.

Zhang Heng sat in the last seat with him, looking at the third sister who was wearing a red hijab.

Today passed.

The third sister is the wife of the Zhu family.

Now the eldest brother is studying in Tiandaozong, the second brother has become the town's catcher, and the third sister is also married.

There will be less for him to worry about in the future.

...

Boom!

May.

It rained continuously.

There was a drought the year before last.

It snowed last year.

This year, it rains a lot again.

Tiger Mountain.

Zhang Heng stood in front of the temple and looked at the sky.

Since May.

It rained heavily for three days and light rain for two days.

After half a month, there was almost no break.

This is nature's backlash.

It is also a manifestation of God.

God's will is in Qing and not in Li. Zhang Heng knows without thinking that this rain is all over the world.

The Tiandao Sect should be very happy again.

Every time there is a natural disaster.

There will always be monks going down the mountain and traveling around to spread the word that the Li Dynasty is not the destiny of the people.

If not for Lihuang being too strong.

There is absolutely nothing the Buddhist and Taoist families can do against him. I am afraid that they have already wrapped their heads in yellow scarves and shouted: "The way of heaven is prosperous and Dali is destroyed."

"Temple Blessing Lord."

Just thinking about it.

An embroidered messenger from the county government came in despite the rain: "Six people died suddenly in Taoshu Village last night. The death condition was the same as that of the Bai couple in Funiu Village. All the blood was drained from their bodies. The county magistrate would like to invite you to go."

A trip to the county government."

"knew."

Zhang Heng responded expressionlessly.

Because according to the regulations of the imperial court, some of the responsibilities of the mountain gods overlap with those of the county government, and both have the responsibility to protect the land.

If someone commits a crime.

The Mountain God Land will not interfere, and the local police will be responsible.

If mountain spirits and wild monsters cause trouble, the local mountain spirit land will basically be responsible, and the county government will only provide assistance.

Crunch...

Sitting in the car, Zhang Heng followed the embroidered messenger to the county government office.

The county magistrate's surname is Song.

Sanjia, born in the same Jinshi class, is a skinny old man in his sixties.

What he cultivated was the Confucian aura of grandeur.

Just looking at his age, you can tell that he is still a small county magistrate in his sixties, and his Confucian cultivation is not much better.

"Zhang Miao Zhu."

I saw Zhang Heng coming.

Magistrate Song led the master and said with a sad face: "This is the third time this month. First, the Bai family in Funiu Mountain, then the Zhao brothers in Fengtingdu, and this time the six people in Taohua Village

, Thirteen people died in one month, each of them had their blood drained from their body and died. This kind of thing has never happened in Anding County before."

"Where's the body?"

Zhang Heng knew what Magistrate Song wanted to say.

Hushan stretches for more than a thousand miles, and the God of Hushan has always been responsible for it.

Nowadays, people are dying one after another in Anding County, and the circumstances of each death are miserable. They are either man-made or caused by demons. What they are saying is that Hu Mengmeng, the new mountain god, has not managed the territory of Hushan well, and the demons in Hushan have come out to cause trouble.

"The body is in the back hall."

Magistrate Song led Zhang Heng to the morgue in the county government's back hall.

Entered the door.

A chill came.

Zhang Heng looked up at the wooden bed and saw thirteen corpses lying on the bed.

"The neck was bitten to bits. Was it caused by zombies?"

Magistrate Song covered his nose and opened a white cloth.

Zhang Heng looked at it.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly: "The zombie sucks blood, but it won't bite half of the deceased's neck. The fact that the neck is bitten like this shows that the murderer not only sucks blood, but also eats meat, especially the tender meat on the neck."

See what Zhang Heng said is clear and logical.

Magistrate Song couldn't help but nodded and said: "I don't think the Wu Zuo in the county was man-made. I think it was done by an uncommon monster that likes to suck blood. I just can't tell what kind of monster it is."

Finished.

Magistrate Song looked at Zhang Heng hesitantly, perhaps because he felt he was too young and did not trust him: "Zhang Miaozhu, can you tell?"

"It's a bat."

Zhang Heng pressed the head of the deceased and motioned to Magistrate Song to take a closer look: "The claws of bats are five-fingered, and they like to pick things up, so there will be scratches on the ears of the deceased. These are the scratches left when the bat picks up the head when sucking blood."

Down."

Magistrate Song was a little surprised: "Although Zhang Miaozhu is young, he is very knowledgeable. Huhou is really blessed."

As soon as the words changed, Magistrate Song said again: "Zhang Miaozhu, since you said this is the work of the bat demon, according to the court rules, the demon should be controlled by the local mountain god, assisted by the county government, you see..."

Don't wait for Zhang Heng to speak.

Magistrate Song added: "Of course, if there is insufficient manpower, I will not be stingy with the county government's police officers, and will let them fully cooperate with you."

Zhang Heng glanced at Magistrate Song.

When it came to this matter, how could he not know that he wanted to throw away his hands, so he said: "You don't have to worry about this matter, the mountain temple will handle it."

Magistrate Song smiled and said: "It's best if we can handle it, but the little tiger..."
To be continued...