I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 183 - 156: Thousand Faces Demon

When Sang Que and Chen Sheng rushed to Wangshan City’s Buiyi Lane in the south of the city, they saw many White Servants of the Evil Suppression Bureau and constables from Wangshan City’s government office at the alley entrance, dispersing the crowd and questioning the residents in the alley to maintain order.

Chen Sheng flashed his token, and the constable guarding the alley entrance gave Sang Que a couple of extra glances before stepping aside.

As soon as they entered the alley, Sang Que felt a cold, sinister aura and a strong scent of blood in the air.

The residents of Buiyi Lane were still ordinary civilians, just slightly more affluent than the hawkers and peddlers in Horse Hoof Alley in the west of the city, with some doing small-scale trades in the city.

This area was large, with roads resembling a ’Wang’ character, featuring a main road running south to north, and small courtyards were scattered among three alleys to the east and west, totaling thirty-three households.

By the time Chen Sheng led Sang Que to the first household where the incident occurred, Sang Que could already hear Yu Da’s voice.

"Mr. Wei, I really didn’t know. If I had the ability, I would have caught this trickster Thousand-faced Ghost long ago. Now that such a serious issue has arisen, we still need you, the Golden Travel Captain, to lead the investigation."

Yu Da was bending over, smiling obsequiously in front of a tall, intimidating middle-aged man, whose eyes hid a hint of coldness, and who had a golden Day Traveling Envoy token hanging at his waist.

Previously known troublemakers Xue Er and another young man named Ma Zi stood behind Mr. Wei, both bearing silver Day Travel tokens.

This was a complete Day Travel Team with the Golden Traveler, Mr. Wei, as the captain and the Silver Travelers, Xue Er and Ma Zi, as team members.

Sang Que, who previously handled strange cases with Yu Da, had only seen ad hoc Copper Travelers. This was his first time seeing a fully organized team, indicating that this bizarre case was extraordinary.

Chen Sheng signaled for Sang Que to enter on his own, and as Sang Que stepped into the courtyard, Mr. Wei suddenly yelled and kicked Yu Da to the ground.

"If an old useless you can’t even clear up this matter, how did it escalate to this?"

Yu Da fell backward but quickly clambered up and knelt at Mr. Wei’s feet, "Mr. Wei, please forgive me."

Mr. Wei raised his foot again, and Yu Da tensed up, bracing for another kick, but another foot came from the side, intercepting Mr. Wei’s kick with a bang.

A black garment swished past Yu Da’s eyes, bringing with it a unique aroma of rice wine.

Yu Da looked up to see Sang Mulan standing protectively in front of him.

"If you beat him to death, it won’t help the investigation one bit."

Sang Que’s kick had hit Mr. Wei’s nerve, causing him to stagger backward and lean on Xue Er, one leg completely numb and painful.

His tiger eyes widened, filled with anger as he scrutinized Sang Que.

Xue Er, looking slightly apprehensive, quickly whispered a few words into Mr. Wei’s ear.

Mr. Wei snorted with laughter, "I was wondering who it was. Turns out you’re the Sang Mulan that even our Captain Cui praises!"

Sang Que slightly raised his chin, meeting the gaze without backing down, the atmosphere instantly tense.

Xue Er and Ma Zi secretly wiped their sweat, fearing a brawl between Sang Mulan and Mr. Wei, as their Mr. Wei might not be a match for Sang Mulan.

Not long ago, many in the Day Travel team were resentful and often challenged Sang Mulan after closing the office, but no one managed to last past thirty moves, resulting in Sang Mulan covering nearly half a month’s night duty for them.

What a humiliation!

Their Mr. Wei had been on a business trip to another place and had only returned to Wangshan City yesterday, yet he hadn’t experienced Sang Mulan’s might.

At this moment, a White Servant ran in from outside and whispered, "Mr. Wei, Lord Shi Hu requests your presence for a matter at his residence, seems like something strange has occurred."

Hearing this, Mr. Wei looked past Sang Que at Yu Da, who was still kneeling, "I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself. If you don’t find the whereabouts of the Thousand-faced Ghost in three days, you’ll regret it!"

Having said that, Mr. Wei shot Sang Que a cold glare before turning to leave.

Xue Er and Ma Zi, dripping with sweat, forced a weak smile at Sang Que and quickly followed behind.

Once they left, Yu Da plopped down on the ground, his face twisted in pain, holding his belly and gasping for air.

Sang Que hurriedly crouched down, concerned, "How are you? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Yu Da waved his hand, still able to joke, "I’m fine. My belly of fat absorbed a lot of the force, so it doesn’t hurt. Besides, I do bear some responsibility for this. If I had found out about the Thousand-faced God sooner, such a big incident might not have occurred."

"What exactly happened?" Sang Que asked.

Yu Da’s eyes shifted to the house inside the courtyard, "Go inside and see for yourself."

With someone guarding outside, the courtyard was left with just Sang Que and Yu Da, the sun blazing yet failing to disperse the chilling aura within, the thick smell of blood permeating from the house.

Sang Que quickly walked in to see a family of five, kneeling in a circle with heads lowered in the hall, motionless like statues, blood pooling on the ground, seemingly concealing something in it.

Covering his mouth and nose, Sang Que slowly approached, only then seeing five faces huddled together in the blood, each bearing an eerie grin.

Sang Que crouched down, examining the five kneeling people, and her heart skipped a beat upon seeing them clearly.

Their entire faces had been hollowed out, leaving only a big, gory cavity filled with flesh and bone fragments, facing the blood pool containing their own faces.

Despite having seen many gruesome scenes, Sang Que still felt a wave of nausea rising from his stomach.

She suppressed her physical revulsion, got up, and swiftly went outside to breathe the fresher air.

Yu Da stood under a tree, clutching his belly, "It’s not just this household; there are four others, totaling thirty-six people, all dead in this manner, suspected to be related to some ritual."

"Done by the Thousand-faced God?" Sang Que asked.

Yu Da frowned, "At first glance, it seems like the Thousand-faced... but you shouldn’t call it the Thousand-faced God in front of other Day Travelers; you should call it the Thousand-faced Ghost. The way these people died matches the Thousand-faced Ghost’s name, and it’s confirmed that two of the households had worshiped the Thousand-faced Ghost, making it the prime suspect."

"I’ve already sent some White Servants to visit other residents of Buiyi Lane to see if the other three families have also worshiped the Thousand-faced Ghost recently. Didn’t I mention earlier that there might be a Yin Walker behind the Thousand-faced Ghost? If a Yin Walker’s Evil Spirits get out of control, creating such a scene is also possible."

"Is this area in Buiyi Lane Mr. Wei’s responsibility?" Sang Que asked.

Yu Da nodded, "Yes, Wangshan City is large, apart from the west, there are detailed divisions in the east, south, and north, with three Day Travel teams handling each area. Buiyi Lane is just under Wei Wu’s responsibility, but... sigh!"

Over thirty people died in Buiyi Lane, yet Wei Wu didn’t seem concerned, while the matter at Lord Shi Hu’s residence, which didn’t even involve any fatalities, prompted Wei Wu to take everyone there.

"Let’s go, Sang Er. I’ll take you to see other houses, see if you can find anything unusual. Tonight, I might need you to stay with me here on night duty."

Yu Da turned and left the small courtyard, his head hanging low, his silhouette lonely and bleak.