His words broke the silence, but ushered in a new wave of silence.
Several glances were cast, and they were roughly divided into 'this person is crazy' and 'this person is poisonous'. The first one who couldn't stand it was Li Shouzhang: "The chief guard is usually chosen from a prestigious family."
"It's not a problem, just run it secretly and say I'm your long-lost brother."
"… "
This man is afraid of losing his mind.
After all, it was the team member he brought in. Ji Heng shook his head and glanced at Shen Jiangbei: "I want to take Wen Buyu away."
Shen Jiangbei frowned, just as he was about to speak, Ji Heng said again, "In exchange, let me tell you some extra information, that kid is poisoning the elders in the family."
Trillion and Shen Jiangbei only seized the evidence that the two had an affair, and never thought that this would happen.
On the other side, Wen Buyu breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Ting Yi defensively, and walked to Ji Heng's side against the wall.
Sur looked at the sky and predicted that it would be working time in half an hour: "Are you going back?"
Ji Heng shook his head.
Sur: "absenteeism is not a good thing."
Ji Heng looked at Shen Jiangbei and Yiyi: "Please, both of you."
When leaving the dark alley, Sur looked back.
Ji Heng: "In order to grasp the information of the Li family, they will go to white jobs." When treating Wen Buyu, his expression became cold again: "I hope the information you provide is of some value."
After just experiencing a crisis, Wen Buyu's face turned pale, forcibly calmed down and nodded.
"Voting is tricky." Bian said, observing Ji Heng's complexion, and seeing that he had no special reaction, he continued: "According to the process, the outgoing chief guard was taken out from the ballot box one by one, and someone registered next to him, who was in charge of registration last year. It was Li Shouzhang, and he said the total number of votes was several hundred more than the number of people in the town."
Sur: "Maybe some residents voted a few more."
"Impossible." Wen Buyu said: "Li Shouzhang said that the voting process is very strict." After a while, he couldn't help but take a breath: "He reported the situation to the chief guard, and the chief guard just told him to keep quiet."
She lowered her head: "You said, the extra votes ... will they be cast by ghosts?"
Ji Heng said calmly, "Maybe."
Wen Buyu said 'ah', surprised at the other party's lack of turbulence.
Su Er remembered the night when he met the tongue-pulling ghost. The first thing Ji Heng asked was if there were any other similar types in the town. At that time, the female ghost gave a positive answer.
Ji Heng said lightly: "Although my spiritual value is not as good as Qiyun's, it is not low."
If the spirit value exceeds 80, it may be possessed by the Yin spirit. Hearing that, Sur has a guess: "Could it be..."
Ji Heng nodded directly: "On the first day I came, there was a yin spirit who wanted to get on me."
The upper body of the Yin spirit can use the power of ghosts, and the relative risk will be great.
Sur couldn't help being curious, and asked one more sentence: "Qing Yunling's value is ridiculously high, wouldn't it mean that a bunch of ghosts are all vying for him?"
Ji Heng was definitely not delusional, and good words would indeed turn sour when they came out of Su Er's mouth.
Wen Buyu had a longing look on his face: "Sometimes with a high spiritual value, you can even feel the location of a ghost. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages."
Sur's spiritual value still has a long way to go before the critical point. The initial curiosity was over and he quickly focused on the problem at hand: "The number of votes is weird but you choose to ignore it. The captain must know something."
Wen Buyu added: "There is one more thing. There are many people in the town who are specially responsible for supervising the words and deeds of the people. Once they find faults, they will immediately report them to the chief guard."
Sur estimated that the host's identity should belong to this category.
At this moment, Wen Buyu looked a little nervous: "I've told you everything I know, I just want to get out alive and make sure that nothing will happen next."
Ji Heng: "In the copy, it can be seen as a personal creation."
At least the words didn't die, and Wen Buyu regained hope. Ge Xuyan is dead, she has already solved the big problem in her heart, and this trip is not a loss.
After walking for another distance, Ji Heng and Su Er did not speak, so Wen Buyu had to hold back his doubts and follow them all the way.
The footsteps finally stopped outside the ancestral hall.
There is no one to guard here, on the contrary, people in the town keep a distance from the ancestral hall. Sur rubbed his sleeves up, and the whiplash was vivid in his mind. It was estimated that it would only be better after the game was over.
Wen Buyu obviously also remembered that he was whipped when he first arrived, and his face was ugly.
In the ancestral hall, the tablets of the guards of the past dynasties are enshrined, among which the two surnames 'Li' and 'Zhou' are the most common. The ballot box was very heavy and was placed in a corner outside the ancestral hall, covered with half a red cloth.
Ji Heng suddenly looked at Wen Buyu: "Has Li Youzhang mentioned to you what to do with the previous years' votes?"
"It seems that it will be destroyed in a centralized manner."
Ji Heng walked to the ballot box, put his arm in, and quickly stretched it out again. Sur noticed that the question mark in the column of force value on his chest badge flickered: "Are you alright?"
Ji Heng shook his head, turned the ballot box over, went out to find a sharp stone and smashed it at an inconspicuous position at the bottom, and scratched it a few times, revealing a stony white inside.
At first Sur thought it was paint peeling, but when he got closer, he found out that it was the material: "Is this... made of bones?"
Ji Heng nodded: "It seems that the bones are still taken, so there will be such heavy resentment." Returning the ballot box to its original position, he got up and suddenly gave Su Er a choice: "Chief Wei's house and cemetery, where do you want to go?"
Sur pursed his lips and didn't answer immediately.
Wen Buyu: "...Is this something to consider?"
Normal people will rule out the option of cemetery first.
Sur: "Just to be on the safe side, why don't you go and have a look?"
Ji Heng was quite satisfied with this answer.
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The Minister of Guard has a tradition of living alone. Since his election, he has to distance himself from his family, saying that he will not talk about any human feelings during his tenure. The current head guard lives in a secluded area away from the hustle and bustle, and even the door is dark in color.
Sur stood at the door and looked at the two majestic stone lions, and could feel a dead silence.
Ji Heng stepped forward to knock on the door.
After a while, the door was opened. Even at home, the chief guard dresses very carefully, and when he sees the person coming, he narrows his eyes displeasedly.
Ji Heng said respectfully, "We have no elders in our family to teach us since we were young, so we made the mistake of stealing alcohol. You are the most disciplined person in town. We want to listen to your last teaching before you leave office."
Sur was okay, nodding his head in cooperation. Wen Buyu's expression was a little strange, but Ji Heng's face was cold every day, and he was not small enough to speak nonsense with his eyes open.
Being held by the kind words, the guard's expression softened slightly, he raised his chin slightly, and said, "Come in."
There are hardly any modern things in the house, a set of solid wood furniture occupies most of the space, and there are several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall.
The chief guard said a lot of great truths in a row, during which Suer lowered his head slightly, and seemed to listen devoutly, but in fact his thoughts had long since gone wrong. If it weren't for a strange coolness lingering around him, he might be able to fall asleep.
After the others had spoken about the same, Ji Heng said, "All beings have inertia. How do you manage to completely restrain yourself on weekdays?"
The chief guard's expression changed, and his tone became a little cold: "It's good to form a habit."
Ji Heng asked again, "Where will the people who made a big mistake in the town be buried after they die?"
The captain looked suspicious: "What are you asking about this?"
Ji Heng: "I want to take a look and take a warning."
As an assist, Sur raised his arm and showed the wound naturally: "You woke us up that day. After the visit, everyone is going to write an article about their experience and publicize it to the people in Yutang."
Beside them, Wen Buyu was completely speechless, and probably had nothing to say.
The captain of the guard didn't know what to think, and for a moment showed a twisted pleasure: "It's time to take a look, so as to know the end of breaking the rules."
According to the location he provided, the three of them found their destination smoothly. Under the barren hills are scattered tombs. The names of the deceased are very small engraved on the tombstones, and most of them are recording the sins of their lives. Sur also saw a new grave in it. It was the girl from the Li family who committed suicide. The monument was engraved with foul language and the eight characters of humiliating the lintel.
There was not much wind around, but there was a chill that could not be dissipated.
"It's so cold." Wen Buyu raised his collar and put his hands in his pockets.
Sur: "It seems that the temperature in the Wei Chang's house is much lower than the outside world."
Ji Heng: "When I asked how to restrain myself, what did the chief guard say?"
Sur: "Habits come naturally."
Ji Heng sneered: "The people in the town are restrained by the chief guard, and the chief guard is under the supervision of ghosts."
Wen Buyu widened his eyes: "there's a ghost in his house? Then aren't we lying under the eyes of a ghost?"
"Be careful," Sur said earnestly, "I'll write down my experience when I go back. It's not a lie."
"… "
Ji Heng counted the number of graves: "You can make up a hundred ghosts walking at night."
Wen Buyu reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't stand still: "It's not necessarily... they're all ghosts." Then he swallowed: "The extra votes may have been cast by one ghost."
Ji Heng didn't want to talk to her, and looked at the tombstone with a dark expression.
Of course, Wen Buyu knew what the predicament he was facing now, there were not many people in the town, and the decision to keep the balance was in the hands of the ghosts: "Actually, as long as the three brothers of the Li family who are the most vocal dies, we will build momentum for Li Shouzhang, and we will have a good chance of winning. Big."
This was her original plan, which was easy to implement but also risky.
Sur, who was originally pursing his lips, said subconsciously, "Maybe not. If we didn't find out about your adultery with Li Shouzhang..."
"Please change the word."
"Friendship." Sur coughed lightly: "I voted for one of the three brothers of the Li family, and the ending may be that you win and be beautiful alone. Now that everyone cooperates, the game cannot allow so many people to easily pass the level alive."
Ji Heng has reminded more than once that the game has bad taste and is biased towards ghosts.
Wen Buyu was a little anxious: "What should I do then?"
Sur frowned, many ideas were realized only with strength, and there is no doubt that he is weak like an ant at present, at most with a little electricity. Looking at Ji Heng subconsciously, the latter smiled: "Don't you want to choose the head of the guard?"
He pointed to a barren tomb in front of him: "Then you have to find a way to make them throw you."
The gloomy wind swept across the distant valley, bringing an eerie echo. Ji Heng smiled meaningfully: "So what should you do now?"
Sur faced the grave, thought about it carefully, and said, "...Start my performance?"
The author has something to say: Sur: I am ready for the challenge of fate.
Ghost: What did we do wrong