Chapter 1350
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"Men, give me another forty paddles. This criminal's mouth is too stubborn. Now that there's evidence and witnesses, he still dares to quibble. It seems like he won't cry until he sees the coffin!"
After the official finished speaking, two yamen runners walked behind Ye Chen. It seemed like they wanted to use the previous method to hit Ye Chen again. But at this moment, a loud shout came from outside the yamen.
"Wait!" This voice was deep and powerful. It penetrated through the layers of high walls and went straight into the yamen. Everyone could only hear the voice but not see the person. The official and the yamen runners looked curiously outside the door. The yamen runners also forgot about the paddles.
"Sir, please wait. Can you listen to this humble Daoist?" Not long after the voice came, a middle-aged man dressed as a Daoist walked through the door of the yamen.
Ye Chen also turned his head to see who stopped the yamen runners' paddles. But when he turned his head, he realized that he didn't know this person at all.
"Daoist leader, we are interrogating a criminal here. If it has nothing to do with this case, please leave first. Can we talk after the case is over?"
The official only thought that this Daoist was here to cause trouble. Out of politeness, he didn't ask the yamen runners to chase this Daoist away. But this Daoist didn't seem to hear the official's words and walked straight into the hall of the yamen.
He wrinkled his nose and smelled the smell in the air. Although the air was still extremely foul, he didn't seem to be affected at all.
"Sir, this humble Daoist was just passing by. I wanted to leave, but I didn't expect to smell a strong demonic aura in such a righteous place like the yamen. So I came in to check it out."
"Demonic aura? How can there be any demonic aura here? Now there's only the stench of the corpse. Did you smell wrong? "The official clearly didn't believe the Daoist's words.
"Sir, have you ever seen a corpse that stinks within two hours?" The Daoist didn't explain, but asked the official instead.
"This … I haven't. But what does this mean? The weather is hot now, so it's easy for corpses to stink. This is pardonable. "
"Wrong, you're very wrong." The Daoist shook his head. "This is clearly the smell of a dead demon. This is a small spell that only small demons know. The purpose is to remind their companions that they are dead."
"This way, his companions will receive the news. They will either escape or come to avenge their companions. Therefore, the two who died are not mortals, but demons!" After the Daoist finished speaking, he looked at Old Master Guan.
"Hmph! What audacity! You actually dare to spout nonsense here and bewitch people. Men, cuff him up and flog him eighty times!"
"Understood!" After the official finished speaking, the head of the bailiffs immediately walked to the Daoist's side and wanted to handcuff the Daoist's hands and feet. However, when he grabbed the Daoist's hand, he suddenly realized that he had grabbed nothing!
The Daoist was like a reflection in the water. Normally, he looked very clear, but when he tried to grab him, his hand would pass through his body, as if he didn't exist at all.
"Haha, there's no need for Sir to do anything. This poor Daoist will leave now. However, I hope that Sir can investigate this case thoroughly." After the Daoist finished speaking, his figure immediately disappeared as if he had never appeared.
The moment the Daoist disappeared, the coroner rushed into the hall of the official's office. He held a long sharp object in his hand. "Sir, Sir, please take a look at this!"
"Bring it here." After the official finished speaking, the bailiffs walked to the coroner's side and brought the object in front of the official. The official looked at it, but couldn't find any clues.
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