Sky Patrol Demon Catcher

Chapter 8 Stirring Up Trouble and Being Able to Hide

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"Is there more to this?" Lin Ji suddenly became interested.

"Tell me more!"

"I was just thinking about that." The scruffy Taoist seemed like he hadn't spoken to anyone along the way and was eager to talk when he finally met someone from the Celestial Supervisory Bureau.

"The Ghost King of Liang City was originally a prominent figure in Liang City. Hundreds of years ago, after his death, he turned into a fierce ghost causing trouble in the area, and was captured and suppressed in the Demon-Sealing Tower."

"Later, for some reason, he managed to escape and his cultivation soared." The scruffy Taoist shook his head and continued, "No one knows how the Ghost King cultivated in the Demon-Sealing Tower. It is said that he devoured a whole layer of ghosts to achieve his current cultivation."

"In short, after coming out, the Ghost King behaved quite well, setting up a Ghost Domain outside Liang City, turning it into the Ghost King City, dominating the area. Apart from that, he didn't do anything too outrageous, so the court turned a blind eye to him."

"That's because the Celestial Supervisory Bureau is too busy." Lin Ji couldn't help but understand the situation.

Just in Liangzhou alone, chaos had ensued after the new king ascended the throne.

This time, half of the major cases recorded in the files submitted were after the amnesty issued by the new king.

Liangzhou was adjacent to Jingzhou, the head of the dragon veins, and relatively stable.

It was easy to imagine the chaotic state of the more distant provinces among the Nine Provinces.

"The previous Celestial Supervisory Bureau used to adopt a policy of slaying demons and monsters, unlike now, where it's more like 'you don't provoke me, I don't provoke you,' haha," Lin Ji couldn't help but laugh.

The scruffy Taoist also chuckled beside him.

"Getting back to the point, the Ghost King of Liang City stored his son's soul in a treasure before he was sent to the Demon-Sealing Tower. After coming out, he spent his cultivation to finally turn his son into a Ghost General."

"Wait, turn into what?" Lin Ji suddenly had a bad feeling.

"A Ghost General," the scruffy Taoist explained, "Even with the Ghost King's immense cultivation, it took a great effort to cultivate his son into a Ghost General."

Lin Ji's ominous feeling grew stronger.

"Since he is the Ghost King's son, shouldn't he be cultivating in the Ghost King City all day? How did he end up being killed by someone?"

"If that little ghost brat had stayed put in the Ghost King City, it would have been fine," the scruffy Taoist chuckled, "Who knows what went wrong with him, a small Ghost General daring to cause trouble on the official road, it's not surprising he was killed."

"Now, from Jingzhou to Liangzhou, it's not very peaceful. The Ghost King of Liang City is furious, and every night is filled with the sight of a hundred ghosts roaming. It is said that the town official of Liang City, Zhan Feng, has gone to negotiate several times but was beaten back and injured."

The scruffy Taoist gloated, "Now it remains to be seen whether the capital will send someone to resolve this, or if the wandering Celestial Officials will have to make a trip."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ji took a deep breath.

"Where are you heading, Daoist? Will you pass through Tongtian Town?"

"I am going to Liang City to eliminate demons and evil spirits. People from various sects are rushing to Liang City. We may not provoke the Ghost King, but we can still resist the situation of a hundred ghosts roaming."

The scruffy Taoist said, "We can't just watch the ghosts harm people, even though there are reasons behind this, it's not right to shift the blame to the innocent."

"Great spirit, I admire your determination." Lin Ji gave a thumbs up, then turned and walked back in the direction he came from.

"Hmm? Where is the brother heading?"

"I have official business to attend to, the official road is not safe, so I have to take a detour through the small paths." Lin Ji bowed, "Farewell!"

With that, Lin Ji directly retraced his steps, ignoring the puzzled looks of the officials, and left Tongtian Town, then plunged into the nearby dense forest.

He had made up his mind to take a detour of five hundred miles, never getting close to Liang City.

"I wonder why that Ghost General is making so much noise. With such a wide range of the Ghost Domain, his strength is so weak. It seems like his realm was forcibly elevated, and his foundation is unstable."

Thinking this, Lin Ji furrowed his brows.

"If you're not skilled, don't come out causing trouble, it's really troublesome."

Actually, Lin Ji could gamble that the Ghost King didn't know who killed his son.

But Lin Ji didn't dare.

Only ghosts knew what strange means ghosts had.

If he approached Liang City and the Ghost King suddenly found out he was the one who killed his son, it would be a big problem.

In Liang City, at the government office.

Zhan Feng sat in the main seat, his face stern.

"Now that the three Celestial Officials are tied up with important matters and can't come to help, and there are other important matters in the capital, we can't act rashly. The current situation in Liang City was caused by you. Explain yourselves."

Wu Fei led a group of demon hunters standing in the hall, sweating profusely.

At this moment, Wu Fei wished he could give himself two big slaps.

After investigating outside the city that day, he came back and took most of the credit for killing the Ghost General.

When reporting to Zhan Feng, he said that he had taken action, with Lin Ji assisting in killing the Ghost General.

But who would have thought that a Ghost General would have such a deep background.

Now, in the vast Liang City, it was fine during the day, but at night, it was surrounded by thousands of ghosts, making it impossible to enter or leave.

In the desolate outskirts of the city, where one rarely saw a hundred ghosts roaming, it was now a nightly occurrence.

The people were frightened every night, and complaints were heard every day.

"Sir, why don't you hand me over? This matter started because of me. I can give my life to the Ghost King's son," Wu Fei gritted his teeth.

"Nonsense!" Zhan Feng stood up abruptly, rebuking, "The Celestial Supervisory Bureau's duty is to slay demons and monsters, it's a matter of course! If you are handed over now, how can the Celestial Supervisory Bureau maintain its dignity? How can the demons and monsters in this world be deterred?"

Wu Fei quickly knelt down to apologize, but he felt relieved in his heart.

He knew this principle very well, but only after Zhan Feng reiterated it did he truly feel reassured.

Zhan Feng sighed deeply and waved his hand, "Forget it, I don't think you can come up with any ideas. Rest for these few days, we can't control the situation outside the city, but we must be cautious inside the city and not let the ghosts disturb the people."

"Yes, sir." The demon hunters replied.

"Alright, you may leave." Zhan Feng weakly waved his hand.

After the demon hunters had all left, after a while, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded outside.

"Amitabha."

A monk walked in.

The monk was very fat, always smiling on his face. But when he smiled, his already small eyes became even narrower, giving him a somewhat comical appearance.

But Zhan Feng couldn't muster a smile. After bowing, he asked, "Venerable Xingchi, what are your thoughts on the current troublesome situation?"

Venerable Xingchi smiled, "I see that the Ghost King of Liang City still has some reason and hasn't caused great harm to the innocent, so there is no need to panic."

"I know that, I'm worried that the Ghost King will lose patience and let the ghosts attack the city."

Seeing that Venerable Xingchi didn't respond, Zhan Feng stopped talking and asked, "Venerable Xingchi, why have you come to see me? What brings you here?"

"The people say that they usually chant and eat vegetarian food, but now that the ghosts are causing trouble, the Great Liang Temple is helpless, so..."

"How is this my concern?"

"The Great Liang Temple is not prosperous, and this humble monk is here to seek alms."

Zhan Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

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