CH 276

Li Huowang grabbed the person's hair with his hand, lifted the whole corpse up, and showed it to the other people in Pixin County.

"Look! I have destroyed the ghost! It has been completely destroyed! There will never be any more shrinking and hiding in Pixin County!"

Li Huowang's voice echoed continuously over Pixin County. After a while, there was a loud noise, and the shouting and cheering of the people in Pixin County almost overturned the sky.

Everyone present was overjoyed, and the unusually gloomy expression on their faces disappeared without a trace.

Many people immediately reached into their clothes and took out ropes and chains used for binding things, and threw them high into the air.

More people knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing to Li Huowang who they had just questioned, and reciting words about being reborn as parents.

The Yang County magistrate and several catchers greeted them and lifted the ghost up with long sticks, starting a parade.

As these people went back and told their families, the news quickly spread throughout Pixin County.

Immediately, the treatment of Li Huowang and his fellow outsiders improved significantly. Wherever they went, people stuffed food into their arms, and many people with white hair bowed their heads and thanked them, saying thank you for saving their grandchildren.

That night, the best restaurant in Pixin County, Fengyang Tower, was reserved by the Yang County magistrate to entertain guests.

As the one who saved the entire Pixin County, Li Huowang was arranged in the main seat, and people with a little status in Pixin County came up to toast to him, as if toasting to Li Huowang was a kind of honor.

The oppression that had shrouded every person in Pixin County disappeared, and the once silent county was gradually becoming a normal town, and the deserted streets became extremely lively.

At the top of the noisy restaurant, Gouwa, Gao Zhijian, and others ate the best food in the restaurant. Each of them wished they could swallow their tongues.

The same thing, when made by oneself and when made by the best chef in Pixin County, was completely different.

"Scholar! You must listen carefully in the future! Only by studying hard can you be like me, and after you finish, someone will invite you to such a feast!" Lv Zhuangyuan, who was full of oil, ate while teaching his son.

"You old bonehead, you don't know anything. You can't even stuff your ass even if you have food!" The scholar put down the chicken in his hand and picked up the good wine next to him, ready to pour it into Li Huowang's cup.

Before he could pour it, Bai Lingmiao next to him reached out and took the cup first. "Senior Brother Li doesn't drink, he gets drunk very easily."After speaking, she scooped up some crystal-clear fish maw soup and sent it to Li Huowang. "Senior Brother Li, have some vermicelli soup. You worked hard to save the entire county."

Li Huowang's mouth cracked, revealing a forced smile. He reached out and picked up a big chicken leg, throwing it under the table. The sound of the bun chewing and swallowing could be heard.

Feeling the bun's tail constantly tapping on his calf, Li Huowang's mood lifted slightly.

Looking at everything in front of him, Li Huowang drank up the fish maw soup, stood up, and pointed to the drunken Yang Hongzhi in the distance. "Keep an eye on him, don't let him get too happy and drink himself to death."

Amidst the cheers and laughter, Li Huowang left the brightly lit restaurant. Compared to the lively restaurant, the streets of Pixian were also not too crowded.

Firecrackers continued to sound, accompanied by popping sounds, and red paper scraps flew everywhere, dyeing the streets and alleys a festive red.

Just as the "popping" sound stopped and before the smoke dissipated, a group of children wearing new clothes gathered around, squatting on the ground and laughing, picking up the unexploded firecrackers.

They may not understand what happened, but they knew they would no longer suffer from the pain of being pierced by iron and could eat delicious food that they usually couldn't.

At the end of the street, a man wearing a big-headed doll hat with a red mouth and cheeks raised a flower ball and led a green dragon to walk over.

Behind the dragon was a joyful suona.

This grand scene immediately attracted all the children. They forgot about picking up firecrackers and happily danced around the dragon.

Such scenes were everywhere in Pixian, making ordinary days feel like New Year's.

Li Huowang walked through the crowd with a cold face, looking very out of place.

However, Li Huowang was not the only one who felt out of place in this festive environment.

There were also some yards with green couplets and white cloth hanging on the doors, where the sound of wailing could be heard. These were the people who were killed by ghosts today, and they died miserably.

Li Huowang glanced at the miserable yard and continued walking forward.

Even in such a mismatched company, he eventually arrived at the county government's morgue.

Even if it was lively outside, there must be someone on duty in a place like this.

However, the steaming hotpot on the table and the black altar with a "wine" character on it indicated that the county did not mistreat them.As soon as Li Huowang walked in, the mortician and the green-clothed constable put down their feet and invited him to eat with them.

"You all go out. This ghost is not ordinary. I need to use my methods to completely eradicate it and prevent future troubles."

Hearing this, the others dared not say more and quickly nodded and bowed as they left.

In the cold and desolate mortuary, corpses covered in white cloth were neatly arranged on the ground.

Li Huowang walked past each cold corpse until he reached the last one. He grabbed the white cloth and lifted it up, revealing the beggar possessed by the ghost in front of him.

The man looked unkempt with a shaggy beard and tattered clothing, but strangely, he didn't have the typical smell of a beggar.

He had an ordinary appearance and was the type of person who could easily blend into a crowd. The most distinctive feature about him was his thick and bushy unibrow.

As Li Huowang carefully examined the man, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and stared back at him.

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Li Huowang took a step back with his arms crossed, and the man reached up and removed the yellow talisman stuck to his forehead.

"How interesting. What kind of talisman is this? What does it do?" the man asked.

"I don't know. I just randomly stuck it on. Someone else drew it," Li Huowang replied calmly, as if he wasn't surprised that the man had awakened.

The unibrowed beggar flipped over and fell off the wooden board, shaking off the dust and making a clear metallic sound.

"What should I call you, sir?" he asked Li Huowang while bowing respectfully, his eyes calm and sincere.

"Jingjiao, Jiu'er," Li Huowang replied, using the alias of Jiang Yingzi, who had already passed away. "If I'm not mistaken, you must be from the Monitoring Bureau, right?"

The unibrowed man didn't deny it and said, "Yes, I am a low-ranking member of the Monitoring Bureau. You are quite clever, sir. I just gave you a signal, and you caught on immediately."