Lin Zhengfa approached at a speed that was akin to teleportation.
However, when he got closer, he suddenly noticed that the bodies of the two messengers of death had become blurry, as if they were about to disappear.
In the next moment, a dark light flickered in his eyes, and the figure of the messenger of death that was originally hidden became clear again. He had ghost eyes, which was why he was called the 'Eagle Ghost'.
"The two of you…"
Lin Zhengfa quietly appeared beside the two messengers of death.
The messenger of death ignored this and continued to walk into the distance.
Lin Zhengfa was stunned.
Then, he moved again. He had the Ghost Domain, and the Ghost Domain disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the two messengers of death.
"Hmm?"
Ye Xun You stopped in his tracks.
The messenger of death who was holding the hook looked surprised." He can see us?”
"Eh, I was wrong. This is a pretty good ghost controller.”The messenger of death also spoke. He looked into Lin Zhengfa's eyes and felt the power in his body. He understood why this person could see them when they had hidden their true bodies.
Seeing that the two messengers of death were not afraid of him at all and were instead talking calmly to each other, Lin Zhengfa's doubts deepened. He had suspected that these two were ghosts. After all, there were many types of ghosts. It was not impossible to accept that there were some who wore black service robes. However, ghosts were ghosts after all. When they encountered humans or ghost controllers, they would usually attack. They would not be so calm.
This thought made his previous judgment that the two of them were messengers of death deepen.
"Who are you?"
Lin Zhengfa did not hide it and directly asked the question in his heart.
The two messengers of death looked calmly at Lin Zhengfa. One of them, Messenger of Death Li Gou, spoke," We are the night patrol messengers of death under the City God.”
... City God's parade.
Hearing these four words, Lin Zhengfa was stunned.
The two messengers of death didn't care. It was normal for ordinary people to have doubts when they saw them. Then, the two messengers of death left and continued their patrol duties.
"There really is a City God?" Lin Zhengfa quickly came back to his senses. Seeing that the messenger of death was about to leave, he couldn't help but stop him and ask anxiously.
"Could it be fake?" Li Gou shouted.
"Alright, since you already know our identities, then leave. Don't delay our work.”
The messenger of death coldly motioned for Lin Zhengfa to leave and not block the way.
"Do you have any evidence to prove it?"
Lin Zhengfa couldn't care less about the shock brought by this information and went forward to ask again.
This scene…
This caused Li Gou's messenger of death to frown.
" You are a living person, and we, the messengers of the Netherworld, do not interfere in the affairs of the mortal world. However, this does not mean that you can stop us again and again. If you delay Lord Shing Wong's patrol, we will capture you and bring you back. When Lord Shing Wong blames you, you will not be able to handle it even if you have three layers of skin. I repeat, do not disturb us."”The messenger of death said in a low voice, his voice turning extremely cold.
Lin Zhengfa hesitated for a moment before he turned to the side to make way.
Two Nights Patrol continued to do his job. His body was light as a feather. With a step, he appeared ten steps away, like two fleeting black shadows.
He wasn't unhappy because of the two messengers of death's attitude. If they were really Shing Wong's patrol, he couldn't become enemies with them over such a small matter without knowing if Shing Wong was a friend or foe.
Lin Zhengfa had an idea.
He couldn't help but look in the direction of Cang City's Shing Wong Temple." Shing Wong Parade, Shing Wong…"
Originally, he had some doubts about the identity of the mysterious man, but now he believed it more.
Lin Zhengfa retracted his gaze.
He turned on his communication device." Did you record the scene?”
"Captain Lin, we have recorded everything, but…we only have your voice.”
The communicator in the communication room was extremely embarrassed. Lin Zhengfa had turned on the video communication since the beginning of the ghost capture and had also recorded the scene of the messenger of death appearing to kill the ghost. However, after the big shot Lin Zhengfa caught up, the scene was very…He kept talking to the air, making him want to laugh, but he couldn't.
Lin Zhengfa was not surprised by this situation.
He asked the people in the communication room to save the video. When the time came, he would personally explain the situation to the people above.
Lin Zhengfa looked in the direction where the messenger of death had left.
He had no intention of following them. Instead, he turned around and prepared to go to Mulou Village to look for Pang Xiang and the others.
The messenger of death gave him a very special feeling. It was completely different from the ghosts he had seen in the past. If what they said was true and Lord Shing Wong really existed, he would definitely offend the taboo if he rashly followed.
In the past, he didn't care much about those superstitious gods and Buddhas, but today's incident made him completely change his mind. He also recalled the stories that he often heard from his grandmother's generation. There were all kinds of taboo things that he couldn't do, and if he did, there would be bad things, especially when it came to gods and ghosts.
According to the Taoist legends, the City God was the guardian god of the city. With the changes of the times, it gradually developed to manage the netherworld. It also involved the good and evil of the Yang world. It was the great god of the Netherworld.
The Shing Wong could be said to be tainted by ghosts and gods. This made him even more afraid to do anything that violated the Shing Wong's taboo.
"Captain Lin."
At this moment, the two ghost controllers rushed over to settle some matters.
"Have those ghosts been eliminated?" One of them looked around and asked.
"I got rid of him." After Lin Zhengfa finished speaking, he added," But I didn't get rid of it.”
Hearing this, the two ghost controllers were surprised.
They sensed the ghost's aura from afar. Other colleagues? No, it's a ghost controller?"
"No, it's the City God's Patrol Messenger of Death.”
“？？？”
The two ghost controllers were filled with question marks.
Lin Zhengfa told them what he had encountered, and the two ghost controllers were stunned.
"I'll report this matter to the higher-ups later, and then…we'll go to the City God Temple.”
His expression was indescribable.
……
The next morning.
The first rays of dawn shone from the east, and the quiet Shing Wong Temple became lively again.
The Shing Wong's Birthday Celebration lasted three days in a row. Today was the second day. The merchants of the temple fair had come to their stalls early to tidy up their things. The temple staff had also woken up early to prepare to open the door.
The temple staff yawned as they walked to the temple hall and skillfully unlocked the door.
Creak--
When the door opened, the temple staff felt a cool breeze rush towards them.
"Hmm?" The temple fair staff were stunned…Why was there wind blowing out from inside? Was it air circulation?
He didn't pay too much attention to it and walked in to tidy up the trash left behind from yesterday.
When he walked into the temple.
The temple staff did not notice that many figures were walking out of the door. They were dressed in black service robes, with swords and sabers hanging at their waists. Some of them were holding large black umbrellas to block the sunlight above their heads. All of them were drifting out.
It was dawn, and the day and night patrols took over.
The sun cruises out.
In a moment, the temple staff finished tidying up the things.
He realized that the garbage bags he was sorting out were suddenly drifting away. They were almost blown over by the wind coming from outside the door, but they immediately stood up when they were about to fall.
This scene happened in a short period of time, and the temple staff caught a glimpse of it.
He scratched his head and muttered,""It was about to fall down just now, but it stood up again? The wind is blowing…"
The temple staff didn't care about this scene. They just thought that the wind had blown the trash bag to the side. Then, he carried the bag and walked out.
He didn't notice that when the wind blew in from outside, 12 night patrols in black service robes had returned. One of them accidentally lifted his clothes and almost dropped the trash bag. He was the one who held the trash bag.
"I almost dirtied the temple." That night, I toured and whispered.
Then, he walked past the temple staff and entered the temple hall. He walked into the depths of the temple to pay his respects to An Yanyuan.
An Yanyuan had walked out of the golden body and stood in the temple.
"Greetings, Lord Shing Wong."
Ye Xun You bowed in unison and stood up at An Yanyuan's signal." Did anything unusual happen last night?”
Upon hearing this, the two Night Patrollers stepped forward." Reporting to Lord Shing Wong, there were evil spirits causing trouble at 2 am this morning. The number was eleven…"
Lin Zhengfa would have recognized these two patrolling messengers of death from here. They were the patrolling messengers of death that he had encountered at two in the morning.
After hearing this, An Yuanyuan nodded slightly.
"Receiving the worship of others and accepting this responsibility, then there can be no ghosts in Cang County.”
He muttered to himself and looked at the Twelve Nights Patrol.
"I haven't been a City God for long. There are many ghosts and evil spirits in this area.”After giving his instructions, An Yanyuan took the notebook from Ye Xun You's hand.
He let Night Patrol go out and record some of the special groups in this world.
"Ding…today's sign-in has not been signed. Do you wish to sign in?”
At this moment, the system's voice sounded. An Yuanyuan chuckled and replied to the sign-in in his heart.
After three days, he was familiar with the system. He would sign in once a day, and every time, there would be a rich reward. In the past two days, he had signed in with a hundred years of cultivation.
"Ding. Sign in successful."
" Obtained: Shing Wong's Underworld Space."
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