nagpurpolice Chapter 16 Dog Demon
Chapter 16 Dog Demon
A large number of people in the city went missing, with neither their bodies nor their faces found. Such strange occurrences naturally alarmed the authorities.
After months of fruitless searching, they had no choice but to seek help from the Demon Suppression Bureau.
The two who arrived were a female scholar and a military general.
The female scholar was called Chang Ning, and the military general was called Chang Wen.
The two are both fellow students and siblings.
The older sister, Chang Ning, excels at finding demons and monsters, while the younger brother, Chang Wen, possesses unparalleled strength, capable of subduing dragons and tigers. With the siblings taking turns on the case, solving it is naturally a piece of cake.
The final result points directly to Sun Liancheng, the young master of the Sun family.
If it were an ordinary government official, they would naturally be bound by social niceties. But the Demon Suppression Division is different. The Demon Suppression Captains, who slay demons and exorcise evil spirits, never care about status.
Although Sun Liancheng was imprisoned, strange events in the city continued unabated. The Sun family patriarch even colluded with higher authorities to exert pressure.
Left with no other choice, they had to release the person. They then went alone to search for the tomb to find out what was going on.
When the two saw the coffin, Chang Ning was horrified to discover that this cemetery was built to imprison the dog demon.
The talismans and magical artifacts in the tomb had long been destroyed by Sun Liancheng and his men, and even the incantations on the coffin had been rendered ineffective.
As for the dog demon, it was one of the most powerful demons in the Kanze Mountains. In its previous life, it was a grave-digging dog that specialized in robbing and gnawing on corpses.
After consuming a demon that communicates with the underworld, he underwent a mutation, gaining intelligence and developing a habit of devouring people alive for his own cultivation.
After being discovered by a wandering Taoist priest, it took a great deal of effort to trap him inside the coffin.
It would only take sixty years to completely eradicate it, but unexpectedly, the mischievous demon king of Qingyun City unintentionally released it.
Both men perished in Qingyang City before they finally managed to remove the corpse-digging dog from Sun Liancheng's body and put it back into the coffin.
But how could the corpse-digging dog be completely unprepared for the same trick? It split off three of its souls and hid them inside the body of the little man's grandfather.
Although the main body had long been refined by the coffin, the remnant soul possessing the grandfather of the little man was like a maggot clinging to the bone, and even the most powerful experts in the vicinity could not do anything about it.
Now, my father also shows signs of being possessed by the remnant spirit of a dog demon, and he is about to die. How can I not be anxious?
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"I beg you, sir, to save my Liu family from this calamity. Afterwards, I am willing to offer up all my family's wealth." Liu Yiheng made a move to kneel down, but was helped up by Fang Hongxuan.
"We've already come this far, and it'll only take a couple more days. Let me think of a solution before making a decision." Fang Hongxuan neither immediately agreed nor refused.
Seeing this, Liu Yiheng wanted to say something more, but a voice called out from outside the flower garden. He could only sigh repeatedly and tightly grasp Fang Hongxuan's hands.
His strength was so great that it was unlike that of a wealthy young master who indulged in excessive desires.
"We'll have to rely on you, adults."
After calming himself down and straightening his clothes, Liu Yiheng resumed his arrogant demeanor.
Fang Hongxuan watched him leave, and was about to go out to investigate further when Li Shouxin, who was in the shadows, pulled him to a secluded corner.
His chest heaved slightly, and he let out a long sigh before staring at Fang Hongxuan. His eyes were filled with deep disappointment.
"Brother Fang, if you don't mind having this wedding feast, please leave this place as soon as possible."
"What does that mean?"
Fang Hongxuan didn't pay attention to his strange expression, but looked at Li Shouxin with great interest, as if trying to figure out what was going on.
"This place is strange; feng shui objects are placed in every corner. Although my Qingzhen Temple has declined, its disciples still have some discernment."
"Although we don't yet know what kind of feng shui formation it is, we can certainly glean some clues from the smallest details. The feng shui arrangement here is definitely not benign..."
"not to mention..."
Li Shouxin hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell him.
"What's more, this place is also haunted by evil spirits... There was a beautiful woman wearing a light purple silk dress and a black hairpin with flowers tucked into her hair..."
Fang Hongxuan patted Li Shouxin on the shoulder: "I already know. You three must also be careful and not put yourselves in a desperate situation."
Only then did Li Shouxin's bewildered state of mind ease slightly. Just then, Li Shoujing's voice rang out from outside the door, inappropriately reminding them that someone had arrived, and the two parted ways.
As for Fang Hongxuan's comings and goings at the Liu family residence, no one intervened or paid any attention. Only in an inconspicuous corner did a few pairs of eyes begin to watch Fang Hongxuan...
After the rain
A gentle breeze caressed the faces of passersby, creating ripples on the water.
Old Man Qian popped out from the corner.
He was dressed in rags, with disheveled hair, and reeked of a foul stench. He looked exactly like a beggar, and in fact, he was.
He looked flustered and glared fiercely at the passersby.
Even though no one intended to commit persecution, one could still sense the anxious, fearful atmosphere emanating from them.
The old Taoist priest, covered in wounds, had already tidied himself up, clutching a crumpled talisman tightly in his hand.
Perhaps it was a case of green beans meeting a tortoise; Old Man Qian gripped the old Taoist's robe tightly, muttering only a series of "heh heh" sounds.
The old Taoist priest took a closer look and realized that Old Man Qian was just a pitiful old man who had lost both legs and had his tongue cut out.
Old Man Qian went berserk, biting and chewing, until the old Taoist priest, in pain, let go. But Old Man Qian picked up the talisman he had obtained from the City God.
His wrinkled face was now filled with tears, which streamed down his face. His pitiful appearance moved those who heard it to tears and saddened those who saw it.
Why are you doing this?
The old Taoist priest's face first turned red, then darkened.
Anyone who gets involved in this matter will lose their composure, let alone a Taoist who only cultivates this world and seeks only a broad-minded mind.
Old Man Qian didn't answer, but solemnly handed the talisman back to the old Taoist priest. He quickly wiped away his tears and then burst into laughter.
"It's probably hysteria, and it's just bad luck for me. I didn't check the almanac before I left home."
*Slap...slap...*
Old Man Qian raised his cane and chased after the old Taoist priest, trying to drive him out of Qingyang Town.
The old Taoist priest was about to retaliate when he was beaten so badly he grimaced and ran away with his head in his hands. The reason was simple: his scabbed wound had reopened.
Only after the old Taoist priest retreated to the town monument did Old Man Qian stop. But before he knew it, his face was already covered in tears.
The perfectly appropriate hand-clasping greeting was presented by Old Taoist Qian's hands, which were barely half intact. Upon hearing this, the old Taoist solemnly returned the greeting.
Old Qian burst into loud laughter again, completely out of control.
His forehead, however, made a loud thud.
"Fellow Daoist, I am aware of your intentions. However, my two disciples are still working for the Liu family in town."
"But I cannot abandon them."
Upon hearing this, Old Man Qian had no choice but to use blood as ink and the ground as paper.
"Beware of the Liu family, beware of the steward, beware of the dog demon..."
The old Taoist priest's expression became even more solemn, and he sincerely thanked him for the gift.
"The dog demon has been eliminated, and its corpse is displayed in the City God Temple. Fellow Daoist, please rest assured. Although I did not kill this demon, I must use my words to spread this good news."
Upon hearing this, the previously calm old man Qian trembled violently, shaking like a leaf. The pungent smell of excrement and urine wafted into the old Taoist's mouth and nose.
Despite his disability, he moved swiftly, disappearing in just a few steps, leaving no trace.
In the distance, two or three silent yellow dogs were staring at him.
The old Taoist's heart sank slowly...