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The Case of the Cat Ghost Chapter 1 Changan Moonlight Night, Killing the Demon Envoy

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    In the tenth year of Jingyuan in Tianchao, mid-July.

    On the Qiqiao Festival, Chang'an is never dark and brightly lit.

    On the banks of the moat, painted boats come and go.  String music, silk and bamboo are extravagant to the ear, and the dancing girl starts in the wind.

    Oiran stands at the bow of the boat, holding a pipa in his arms, with his sleeves fluttering.

    On the top of the tower, there is a young man in brocade clothes wearing a black bullfighting robe and a black gauze hat, sitting casually, watching the oiran dance in the wind while bathing in the cool evening breeze.

    When he caught a glimpse of the graceful and colorful figure under the oiran's veil, Shen Cong whistled like those dandies who stretched their necks by the river and watched.

    At the end of the song and dance, the oiran stands on the three-inch golden lotus with one foot, and the silver bell tied to the jade foot is clearly visible.

    There was a lot of applause from the audience.

    Following the oiran's retreat, several playboys rushed to board the boat, you won't let me, I won't let you, almost making trouble.

    Shen Cong shook his head and smiled.

    Oh beauty is a disaster.

    All of a sudden, Shen Cong squinted.

    Demon spirit?

    He stood up slowly, took off the jade fan at his waist, and stepped out into the void.

    In the southeast corner of Chang'an, in a dead end, a golden halo suddenly appeared.  Along with the halo, Shen Cong stepped out of the halo.

    The moment he stepped out, the halo quickly disappeared.

    Shen Cong waved the jade-faced keel fan slightly in his hand, fluttering his nose.

    Rotten gas, bloody spread.

    is a man-eating goblin.

    The coldness between the brows flashed away, and Shen Cong suddenly unfolded the half-stacked fan, and the tip of the fan suddenly appeared golden light, which turned into strands of filaments and flew towards the end of the alley.

    A scream broke out.

    Shen Cong walked forward, turning the jade fan with his wrist, and the jade fan emitted a soft golden light, illuminating the place.

    Into the eyes was a half-eaten human corpse, and a mangy dog ??that had been punctured in the belly and had already vomited blood.

    "Whoever kills life indiscriminately, Jin Yiwei will not stay. In the next life, I will do it myself."

    After Shen Cong finished speaking, he closed his fan and squatted down, touched the dog's head with one hand, and stretched out his hand into the void.

    The ancient golden formation in the void suddenly appeared, and a wisp of breath floated from the dog's head, flying from Shen Cong's fingertips to the formation.

    When passing through the formation, the breath turned into the appearance of a mangy dog, and along with the formation, it disappeared into the center of Shen Cong's eyebrows.

    "Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Ding Xiang's second-grade mangy dog ??spirit and getting a random first-grade elixir!"

    A mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his mind, Shen Cong didn't care, got up and left a pinched kit on the corpse, then picked up the mangy dog's corpse and turned away.

    Shen Cong is not from this world.

    He used to be an idle white-collar worker. After staying up late one day and dying suddenly, he was accidentally bound by a demon-slaying system, and began to replace the original owner in various planes to slay demons and cultivate immortals.

    This plane is the first low-level plane he encountered.  Martial arts practice is paramount, and spiritual cultivation is a legendary existence.

    In this life, Shen Cong is the Seventh Prince of the Celestial Dynasty in this fictional world.

    Shen Yunqing, the founding emperor of the Celestial Dynasty, is his father.

    As for the Celestial Dynasty and the Former Dynasty, it was the famous Ming Dynasty in history.  At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the court was turbulent and the regime was corrupt. Shen Yunqing couldn't bear the displacement of the people, so he overthrew the decadent Ming Dynasty and established his own political power. The country name was Tian and the year name was Jingyuan.

    In the north of the Central Plains, the Turkic Huns stared at each other, Dali occupied Yunnan in the south, Japanese pirates harassed the frontiers in the east, and Persia and Rome locked the Silk Road in the west.

    A hundred countries coexist, and the world is restless.

    His father, that is, Emperor Jingyuan, followed the Ming Dynasty, followed the principle that the king died in the country and the emperor guarded the country, and established the capital of Chang'an in the north.

    After the eldest son was established as the prince, the battle for the throne began quietly.

    Shen Cong had no intention of imperial power and hegemony, so he joined Jin Yiwei's secret department, and began to slay demons and cultivate immortals from the Yamen.

    Jin Yiwei notes, the bright part catches people, and the dark part kills demons.

    Anbu has an unwritten rule.

    All monsters on the list can be caught.  Anyone who fails to reveal the list three times will be regarded as incompetent and untrustworthy, and will be abolished and expelled from Jinyiwei, never to be hired.

    After a few years of being around, Shen Cong relied on his own ability to finally get a job as a headhunter.

    Now, he wants to take this mangy dog ??spirit to Anbu Duwei's Mansion for filing.

    At the beginning of Haishi.

    In front of Duwei's mansion, two Jinyiwei dressed in black flying fish robes stood at the door last night, letting go of their spiritual sense to perceive the surroundings.

    Shen Cong walked forward slowly, carrying the mangy dog.

    "Who is coming, please report"Come on!  "Jin Yiwei secretly held the Xiuchun knife at his waist, and immediately stopped it.

    "Slayer the demon envoy, Anbu Shen Cong." Shen Cong handed over a token, and after they identified it, he was about to enter.

    Sudden mutation.

    "Be careful!" A Jin Yiwei's complexion changed.

    A strange and cold breath came from behind Shen Cong.

    Shen Cong's face remained unchanged, and he threw the mangy dog's body forward: "I caught it, I want to file for the record."

    So he took out the jade fan at his waist, turned around and beat it.

    The spread out fan surface emitted cloud-like golden light, instantly enveloping the monster.  Seeing this, Shen Cong shook his jade fan, and the cloud and mist turned into chains with golden light, firmly locking the monster's eight meridians.

    "Weasel spirit, second rank of Ding Xiang, 25 years of Taoism." Shen Cong saw the monster clearly, and slowly opened his lips.

    This is the ability given to him by the system.  You only need to take a look at the ghosts and ghosts, and you can identify their deeds and real bodies.

    Shen Cong closed his fan and opened the weasel spirit's front paws, frowning slightly.

    Have never given a killing ring, but so manic.

    Seeing the weasel spirit staring at the dead mangy dog ??spirit with grief and resentment, Shen Cong raised his eyebrows, twisted his fingers and deduced it, and suddenly understood.

    This mangy dog ??is meticulously tied to the spirit of the weasel, and so is the spirit of the weasel.  In order to quickly improve his cultivation and protect the weasel spirit, the mangy dog ??had a crooked mind and started killing and eating people's vitality to improve his cultivation.

    There is love and righteousness, but the wrong way is used.

    "It has set a killing ring, you can't take it away." Shen Cong snapped his fingers, and the chain was closed.  He looked at the weasel spirit who fell to the ground, and smiled, "Let's go, I won't kill you."

    The weasel spirit wailed for a while, turned around and ran away.

    Shen Cong turned his head and was about to leave when he suddenly reached out and grabbed the void.

    Just hearing a wail, a monster fell to the ground impressively.

    It was the weasel spirit just now.

    "Master's patience is limited." Shen Cong tilted his head, and the corners of his smiling eyes became colder.

    After finishing speaking, Shen Cong narrowed his eyes slightly, and a wave of soul pressure suddenly struck.

    The weasel spirit flinched for a while, but was still unwilling to reconcile, and still stared closely at the mangy dog ??spirit whose body was already cold.

    "Whoever trespasses on the Duwei's mansion will be killed without mercy." Shen Cong ignored the weasel spirit, picked up the corpse of the goblin, and walked straight to the Duwei's mansion.

    The two Jinyiwei stared forward, completely ignoring the wandering weasel spirit.

    The weasel spirit straightened its neck and looked in.

    In the main hall of Duwei's Mansion, an ancient Xiuchun knife is hanging in the center.  The scabbard is somewhat worn, but it still feels cold.

    When seeing this Xiuchun knife, the weasel spirit trembled subconsciously.

    Before I heard about the Duwei's Mansion, there was another name.

    In that dynasty, this mansion was dedicated to catching monsters.

    It seems that

    The name is Huan Beizhen Fusi.
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