A rumble of thunder came from the sky outside, and the air became particularly humid and hot, making people feel restless.

Su Lin followed Qin Xueye into the county government office. During the day, the civilians gathered in the county government office had been dispersed by Ma Yong, leaving only his colleagues who came from the Inspectorate Office with him.

Su Lin's arrival broke the stagnant atmosphere. Everyone present had a very strange expression. A detective looked at Su Lin, then looked at Ma Yong, and hesitated:

"Teacher, do you really want to tell him? This child is not from the Inspectorate Office after all."

Ma Yong raised his hand to interrupt the other party, picked up the box on the table, and walked to Su Lin.

"Xiao Lin, I just said it straight, I'm very optimistic about you. Are you interested in joining the Inspectorate Office? Be a constable with me. I heard Xue Ye say a long time ago that you also want to be a constable." Ma Yong asked.

The eyes of others around him were focused on Su Lin, and Qin Xueye gently pushed Su Lin behind him: "What do you want to be a constable? When I asked you if you wanted to be a constable, didn't you say you really want to be a constable?"

Su Lin glanced at Qin Xueye and stood there silently.

He did say this. After all, the salary he received when he entered the Inspectorate Office was far higher than the income from farming and hunting. If he hadn't met Wang Xiucai later, he would have recommended himself long ago.

But today's situation is a bit abnormal. Mr. Ma must have encountered something abnormal and felt that such a thing must not be known to ordinary people outside the inspection office, so he invited him to join so urgently.

"I do."

Su Lin thought for a while and finally agreed.

Now that he has become a believer in the Heavenly Venerable, the choice of becoming an official in the court will naturally fail. After all, he needs greater freedom to do things for the Heavenly Venerable.

The identity of the inspector's constable is much better than his current status as a farmer. It is more convenient to do anything. Moreover, resigning is not as many rules and regulations as the court officials. I really don't want to do it anymore, just hand it over.

Ma Yong patted Su Lin’s shoulder hard to express his appreciation.

"Very good. Now you can open the box, but be mentally prepared. To be honest, this kind of thing I have encountered for so many years."

Su Lin's eyes fell on the wooden box in front of him. Through the thin wooden board, he heard living things crawling around in the wooden box, and the sound was not like insects.

The sound made by the thing when it crawled was like a person's nails scratching on the wooden board, which was creepy.

Su Lin held both hands on both sides of the lid and slowly lifted it open, and a pale hand came into his eyes.

It was a woman's hand, with pale skin and bloodless. At this moment, it was constantly shrinking its five fingers, groping around in the wooden box, as if it wanted to find out the environment it was in, like a human-handed spider with self-awareness.

Su Lin looked at the dead hand with no expression on his face.

The other detectives saw Su Lin so calm and took a deep breath.

"Old Li, you are not even as good as a child."

"Damn it! Don't talk about me, didn't you scream out when you saw that thing just now?"

Most of them were frightened when they saw this broken hand that could only move, and none of them was as calm as Su Lin.

Ma Yong looked at Su Lin who was calm in front of him, and he liked him the more he looked at him. He thought that this kid was indeed a good material for being a constable. He deserved to be a person who retreated from the battlefield in the East. His psychological quality is strong.

Seeing that Su Lin had seen the strange broken hand, Ma Yong spoke to everyone:

"Although Emperor Gaozu set the law, officials should not be superstitious or preach false things, but this hand really exists and is naturally not false things. I think the death of County Magistrate Liu may be related to the demons behind this thing."

Su Lin noticed that Ma Ye had begun to use the "superstitious" words such as demons calmly.

“Can it understand people’s words?”

Su Lin asked, stretched out his hand to touch his broken hand.

Qin Xueye hurriedly said, "Hey, don't move! This hand will catch people!"

But it was too late, and Su Lin's hand had already touched the broken hand.

The strange broken hand seemed to feel something when it touched Su Lin. He suddenly grabbed Su Lin and refused to let go.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the scene in shock.

Su Lin still had no expression. He observed and held his broken hand tightly, and asked seriously: "If you can hear me, let go."

The broken hand did not release it.

Yes, how could it be let go? They had tried this before. When Qin Xueye was caught by a broken hand, she jumped up and down. Finally, she knocked it with the handle of the knife for a long time before knocking it down.

"We tried it, but it doesn't understand human words, and of course it doesn't hurt, it's just scary." said Constable Li.

Su Lin nodded, raised his left hand, and placed it on the back of the broken hand and gently stroked it.

Su Lin first patted the back of the broken hand as comfortedly. The other party's grasping force was indeed a little relaxed.

Seeing this, Qin Xueye said excitedly: "There is a reaction! It seems that it has taken the initiative to let go of Su Lin!"

"How is that possible! I didn't let go of my fist before." Constable Li said in surprise.

Su Lin took the initiative to hold hands with Duan Hand, as if he felt Su Lin's kindness. Duan Hand kept sliding his fingers on Su Lin's back, as if he wanted to convey something.

"It seems to be writing," Su Lin said.

Ma Yong: "Hurry! Bring the paper and ink!"

Qin Xueye immediately brought the paper and inkstone. Su Lin took a piece of paper and rubbed it on the back of the broken hand to make it feel the touch of the paper. Then he slowly raised the index finger of the broken hand, placed it in the inkstone, and dipped it in a little ink.

The broken hand seemed to understand Su Lin's intention, let go of the hand that grabbed Su Lin and let Su Lin put it on the paper.

Everyone gathered around to watch what this broken hand would write on the paper.

The index finger danced on the paper, wrote the word "man", and then drew a little under "man", then paused, and gently tapped the paper with the little finger without dipping ink, as if urging others to change his position.

It seems to know that if it does not move its position, the ink marks written will be stacked together, which is difficult to distinguish.

Su Lin gently picked up the broken hand, changed to another position and put it down again. After the broken hand was in the moving position, he put the index finger on the paper again. Just as it was about to continue writing, suddenly the broken hand was clenched suddenly and pinched the rice paper into a ball.

Everyone was startled and took a step back together.

After the broken hand grabbed the rice paper, after a while, he suddenly opened his five fingers, trembling like pain, twitching and struggling on the ground, like a poisoned spider, scratching and crawling randomly. The scene was extremely strange.

The veins on the back of the broken hand were raised, and crystal blood-colored sweat beads oozing out of the surface of the skin, as if they were suffering great pain.

After a few seconds of struggle, its five fingers suddenly opened, and then the index finger slowly wrote the word "一" on the ground at an extremely slow speed. Then the muscles of the whole hand suddenly relaxed and there was no movement.

"Is this... dead, dead?" Qin Xueye lifted his sword and gently poked his broken hand with a scabbard.

Everyone waited for a while and suddenly smelled a foul odor. Then, the skin of the broken hand quickly shrank and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the corpse fluid expanded and oozed out, and finally rotted and collapsed, leaving a complete hand bone.

The disgusting stench spread around, and the heads caught their noses and watched the scene in disbelief.

In the blink of an eye, the fresh corpse hand became a bone hand. This was the first time they had seen this in most of their lives.

"Damn it, what's going on?" the deputy squad leader shouted angrily.

Ma Yong's expression was like iron cast, making it difficult to see his emotions.

Qin Xueye frowned and his expression was extremely solemn.

As for other constables, they seemed to be immersed in the shock of this strange phenomenon and did not think about the meaning behind it.

Su Lin covered his mouth and nose, squatted on the ground, watching his broken hands that had lost their vitality, and thought of Luo Huainan.

For some reason, he felt that Luo Huainan was somewhat similar to this hand. Although his body was dead, he retained the ability to move similar to a living person.

Now this hand has turned into white bones. So after a while, will Luo Huainan become a rotten corpse like this hand?

In addition, the hand just now obviously wanted to convey some information, but it was stopped by a mysterious force.

"Teacher!" A hurried shout came from the door of the yamen, and several constables ran into the county yamen sweating profusely.

Ma Yong's expression changed slightly and he asked, "Have you brought all the words back?"

"No, I didn't take it back! Something was wrong. We seemed to have hit a ghost!" a detective said panting.

Another constable pulled his companion hard and corrected: "We can't go back anymore. As long as we pass Xiqiu Village and walk a few miles eastward, no matter how we go, we will eventually return to Huaiyang Village.

The head of the team, it’s not that we scare ourselves, it’s that this is really weird!”
Chapter completed!