The Police Station is Haunted

Nine days later, Zhou Yan looked at the freshly crafted Escape Corpse before him, unable to hide the joy on his face.

Compared to the previous Black Zombie, this Escape Corpse's frame had shrunk by a full size; it was no longer bloated, appearing much more lean and fierce, while its corpse aura had become restrained and calm.

However, within Zhou Yan's spiritual perception, the Escape Corpse radiated a faint sense of danger.

The Escape Corpse stood there silently, seemingly blending perfectly with the surrounding scenery, to the point where one might overlook it if not paying close attention.

Moreover, unlike the lack of intelligence in the Black Zombie stage, the Hopping Zombie already possessed the basic intellect of a five or six-year-old child, capable of understanding how to seek advantages and avoid harm.

"Go!"

Zhou Yan pinched a spell seal, silently casting a command.

The next moment, the figure of the Escape Corpse, which had been standing there, blurred and instantly appeared over ten meters away.

A cold glint flashed as the Escape Corpse effortlessly sliced a log into several pieces before swiftly returning to its original position.

From the command to the finish, it took less than three seconds, making Zhou Yan's eyes light up.

As expected of an Escape Corpse; not only could it hide, but its speed was also incredibly fast.

Using an Escape Corpse for sneak attacks and assassinations was absolutely a top-tier weapon!

Most importantly, Zhou Yan felt not the slightest strain in controlling the Escape Corpse.

Furthermore, the Escape Corpse obeyed his commands completely, showing no signs of resistance.

At this moment, Zhou Yan finally felt the true power of the Corpse Controlling path.

While heterodox paths might have drawbacks in cultivation or various other flaws, they certainly did not disappoint when it came to sheer power.

Not only that, but after entering the Hopping Zombie realm, the Corpse Controlling puppet's resistance to sunlight increased significantly, allowing it to move about on cloudy days.

However, it still could not function normally if it encountered the scorching sun.

"From now on, you shall be called Dun Yi."

Zhou Yan looked at the Escape Corpse, a surge of ambition rising in his heart: "Next, I must improve my cultivation as quickly as possible and truly ascend to the Qi Refining realm."

"Brother-in-law, you're here. Quickly, try this tea. It's authentic Snow Mountain Jade Tea; I had a hard time getting two taels from Steward Yue." Zhou Yan said with a smile as he saw Ma Yan arrive.

Since being taken on as a guest retainer by Yue Yuna, he hadn't had much contact with Third Miss Yue Yuna or Ruyu due to the separation of the sexes.

However, he had developed a friendship with Steward Yue over shared interests.

Don't let the fact that Steward Yue was merely a steward of the branch estate fool you; he had originally served the head of the Yue family. Later, because the family head was worried about his youngest daughter, he had gifted Steward Yue to Yue Yuna, effectively allowing him to manage half of the Third Miss's affairs.

It could be said that while guest retainers like Zhou Yan were seen as outsiders by the Yue family, Steward Yue was one of their own.

Therefore, only insiders like Steward Yue had access to such fine goods.

Ma Yan wore a troubled expression as he sat down and took a small sip of the tea.

Immediately, his brows arched: "Good tea!"

He then proceeded to drink it in large gulps.

Even though Ma Yan didn't particularly like tea and preferred Western drinks, he had to admit that the tea he just tasted was excellent.

For someone like Zhou Yan who enjoyed tea, Snow Mountain Jade Tea was a top-tier delicacy.

After a light sip, the slight bitterness gave way to an endless, sweet aftertaste, accompanied by the illusion of the crisp, cold air of a snow mountain. Even his brain felt a cool, soothing sensation, as if it had been massaged.

This was the reason Zhou Yan favored Snow Mountain Jade Tea.

Every time he finished practicing his visualization technique, his spiritual soul would be exhausted, sometimes even suffering from slight pain and numbness.

After drinking the Snow Mountain Jade Tea, while it couldn't completely eliminate the fatigue, he felt much more relaxed.

Such premium tea leaves were not sold on the open market; they only circulated among the great aristocratic families and the powerful.

Ordinary people hadn't even heard of them.

Watching Ma Yan drink the tea, Zhou Yan couldn't help but shake his head slightly and say: "Like a cow chewing on peonies; it's truly a waste to give you Snow Mountain Jade Tea. You should just go find your Western drinks."

Ma Yan laughed, set down his teacup, and really did go to find a bottle of Western drink to open.

For him, that kind of sweet water was more suitable.

"Speak, what happened?" Zhou Yan asked.

The moment Ma Yan arrived, he had seen the troubled look on his face and knew he must have come for a reason.

Otherwise, even if he did visit, he would usually choose to come at night.

After all, he was now a detective with his own jurisdiction and had plenty of work to keep him busy.

Furthermore, Ma Yan was ambitious and naturally worked very diligently, unlike those who just coasted through life.

Ma Yan straightened his expression and said: "This time, I am here on behalf of the local Police Station to ask for help."

Under Ma Yan's explanation, Zhou Yan finally understood the reason for his visit...

It turned out that recently, the local Police Station where Ma Yan worked had experienced hauntings, and several police officers and even detectives had already been killed.

Zhou Yan's reputation had already become known to the people at the Police Station due to the case at Zhao Family Market.

With such an incident occurring within the branch station, it naturally required a swift resolution, and Zhou Yan, being connected to the station by marriage, was naturally the prime candidate for the task.

After all, Zhou Yan's brother-in-law, Ma Yan, was a member of the branch station, making him one of their own; the people at the station would certainly feel more at ease with him.

"Brother-in-law, did those police officers and detectives die inside the station or outside?" Zhou Yan asked with a solemn expression.

The Police Station was an institution of violence; while it could not compare to the military, it still possessed a heavy Sha Qi, and ordinary vengeful spirits dared not approach it.

Even those police officers and detectives were protected by the Sha Qi and the official aura of the nation's destiny.

Even if it were only a sliver, it was still stronger than that of ordinary citizens.

Therefore, while a vengeful spirit could run rampant against common folk, dealing with police officers protected by the nation's destiny and Sha Qi was not so easy.

Even if they managed to kill in the end, the vengeful spirit would have to pay a certain price.

For a vengeful spirit to target police officers so frequently, it meant that the spirit was either incredibly powerful or harbored such deep-seated hatred that it was willing to risk total annihilation just to kill them.

Furthermore, dying inside the station versus outside were two entirely different concepts.

The Police Station was, after all, a state institution of violence, shrouded in the nation's destiny and Sha Qi, causing ordinary vengeful spirits and evil entities to steer clear.

If it were the former, the fact that the vengeful spirit could kill within the Police Station meant the level of difficulty was such that even a cultivator at the Qi-Refining Realm might not necessarily be a match for it.

These secrets were things Zhou Yan had seen in the Yue Family's Library Pavilion.

This also allowed him to gradually gain a deeper understanding of the cultivators and evil entities of this world...