When this name came out, the Niu brothers who had just walked out of the door paused.
Then the two men lowered their heads, turned a deaf ear, and quickly left the yard carrying the thin middle-aged man.
These officers had already heard of what kind of person Liu Qi was.
The other party came from Qingzhou and was a martial arts master who had a master. Among the masters that the Lin family had spent a lot of money to hire to protect their home, he was also one of the most famous.
A pair of iron palms can break gold and stone, which is not much more difficult than cutting tofu.
It is said that at least thirty demons have died at the hands of these two hands, if not fifty.
"Should we go check it out?"
Chen Ji glanced back at the two brothers' backs. He did not think that they were timid. Instead, he could understand them.
Baiyun County is not a big city, and it doesn't even have a proper sect. In the eyes of the locals, Liu Qi is already considered a powerful dragon that has crossed the river. Even they, a group of servants, are hoping to rely on his reputation to scare away demons.
Even he is dead, so the thing that did it is most likely a big monster.
According to Liu Dianli, if it is a demon, it will be under the jurisdiction of Shen Yi.
To care or not to care, that is the question.
Logically speaking, since no one had reported the case, it would be fine to pretend that he didn't know and fool people. However, even street vendors could guess the truth, and Shen Yi would lose face on the first day. He might even be charged with incompetence in dealing with demons.
"This death is such a coincidence."
Chen Ji withdrew his gaze with a slight headache. Why was he like a jinx? Every time he brought news, it was trouble.
"Let's go and take a look."
Shen Yi rubbed his eyebrows lightly to hide the hint of restlessness in his eyes, then stood up, picked up his sword and walked outside.
It's not as shameful as others think.
Compared to others, he knew what was hidden in the Lin Mansion.
The fox was sent in by the predecessor himself.
It could be said that every time it committed a murder, it would charge Shen Yi with the crime. If it was captured accidentally, he would probably have to go to the Demon Suppression Prison with it.
"…"
Shen Yi took Chen Ji to the street.
The strange looks from the street were still the same as in the early morning. As the buildings on the street gradually changed from thatched walls to blue bricks and black tiles, such looks gradually disappeared.
In the relatively wealthy east of the city, the deterrent effect of the officers' clothes was rapidly declining.
Until the grand and luxurious mansion came into view, with its vermilion gate with copper handles and two stone lions that were half a head taller than the ones at the gate of the yamen.
At this moment, the gate was only open wide enough for one person. The chubby steward of the Lin family, wearing a silk gown and a small hat, stood in front of the gate with a worried look on his face. He waved his hand to drive away the crowd: "Go away, is this the place where you should watch the fun?"
"What do you mean by watching the fun? If there is a demon, please let us know so that we can go to the government office and ask for help."
A group of idle people had no choice but to retreat.
"There is no demon! There is no demon!" The Lin family steward twisted his fat face and said dejectedly, "I've told you eight hundred times, there is no such thing."
"You coward, what are you afraid of! Didn't you see the notice on the street that Lord Shen can kill the dog demon in the western suburbs, but he can't kill the evil demon in your family?"
There were also a few people of some status standing in the crowd, but they did not give the manager any face and started shouting.
"Master Shen...you guys know nothing."
The Lin family's steward glanced over with disdain, his heart heavy, and didn't bother to pay attention to the other party.
As for Shen Yi, he knew much more about him than this group of people.
The master was grateful to the other party who rescued the young lady from outside the city and treated him with great courtesy.
I didn't expect that Shen was a gambler. He came to my house every few days to borrow money, but the money he lent out was like a meat dumpling thrown at a dog, and it was gone forever. He didn't look like a good person at all. He had been quiet recently.
How could the master trust such a person? After finding out that Liu Qi was in trouble, he went to the county magistrate's residence at night and invited the thin monk.
Don't be fooled by his extremely thin figure, which looks like he could be blown down by a gust of wind. But when he was in Qingzhou, he was always by the side of the magistrate's teacher and was deeply trusted by him. When Liu Qi met him during his lifetime, he always called him "senior" and did not dare to neglect him at all.
This kind of person came to the Lin family to investigate.
The final conclusion is... there is no evil spirit causing trouble, so Mr. Lin doesn't need to worry.
As for Liu Qi's death, the other party refused to talk about it.
In a word, there are no demons.
With the status of the skinny monk, he had spoken the truth, so the matter was settled. Not to mention that the Shen family had no real ability, even if the demon-slaying thing was true, what could it do?
The Lin family steward withdrew his thoughts and suddenly found that the noisy crowd gradually made way: "Here they are, they are really here! The notice is real!"
I saw a young man with a sword slowly approaching, followed by a police officer.
"Oh, Captain Shen... my young lady is not at home." Manager Lin forced a smile, feeling somewhat surprised in his heart. Could it be that the other party had never heard of Liu Qi's reputation, and how dare he get involved in such matters?
Hearing this, Shen Yi frowned slightly.
Not here?
"I went out of town for an outing and it will take a few days for me to come back." Manager Lin shook his head and continued, "If you are looking for Miss Bai Wei, please go back."
"I'm not looking for her. Please take me to see the body."
Shen Yi stepped onto the stone steps.
It is strange that a martial arts master died while the fox demon is gone.
Hearing this, the steward of the Lin family showed hesitation. If the other party came to collect money, he would have turned around and left when he heard that the young lady was not at home. If he really came to investigate the demons... the thin monk was still in the mansion.
Thinking of this, he deliberately raised his voice:
"Captain Shen, the one from the county magistrate's office has come to see us."
Hearing this, Chen Ji was startled at first, then heaved a sigh of relief.
Now that an expert has come forward, this problem will naturally be solved, and we, the servants, won't have to worry about it.
The idle people gathered in the distance also suddenly realized what was going on. No wonder the Lin family was so calm. Hiss, it's a pity that they won't see Captain Shen taking action today.
After saying that, Manager Lin looked at the young man again, the expression on his face was very clear.
The way out has been given, and the responsibility cannot be shifted to you in any way. Just turn around and leave, and it will not affect your reputation at all.
"…"
Shen Yi lowered his eyes and saw the uneasiness and helplessness that the manager tried hard to hide.
He said calmly: "It doesn't hurt to take one more look."
After hearing this, the Lin family manager was finally surprised. It was like a different person. In the past, he wanted to throw away all the troubles and make money wholeheartedly. What happened today?
After struggling for a moment, he smiled bitterly and moved away: "If you really want to see it, then come with me."
The steward turned around, pushed open the door, and was about to take a step forward, but the expression on his face became much stiffer.
I saw two strange men coming out one after another accompanied by the master.
The former was tall and thin, and looked to be about fifty years old, with eyebrows drooping like dragon whiskers. He was wearing a long black gown and looked like a bamboo pole.
The middle-aged man behind was as strong as a mountain, with a beard as thick as steel needles on his rough cheeks, a dull expression, and a greasy white short collar. His skin was dark and his bulging belly was as scary as if he was ten months pregnant.
The thin monk had a calm smile on his face and was about to say goodbye to Master Lin, but when he raised his head, he saw several people at the door.
When the steward was startled and wanted to explain, the monk smiled slightly and said, "This is Mr. Shen. I have heard of your great name for a long time. It is a pleasure to meet you."
Hearing this, the dark and rough man who had been lowering his head in gloom, now glanced over here lightly.
(End of this chapter)