Early the next morning, at dawn, the hardworking small vendors arrived at the busiest long street to set up their morning stalls. They saw the corpses of four vagrants at the entrance of the busiest street.
The four vagrants died in a particularly painful manner. There were no external injuries on their bodies. All of them were curled up with terrified and ferocious expressions.
No one dared to touch the corpses. The commoners quickly reported it to the officials.
When Huo Junhan heard this news, he was eating breakfast in the courtyard. This news was naturally heard by Shen Yaowei, who was eating at the same table.
Still holding a meat bun in her hand, Shen Yaowei took a bite and analyzed seriously, "Junhan, these vagrants died so strangely. Could it be done by an evil spirit?"
Huo Junhan looked at Shen Yaowei and happened to see her excited expression. "No matter what this matter is about, it has nothing to do with you. Eat obediently."
