"Thank you, Immortal Master Shen. I'll go first. Alas, this old man's surname is Wang. I lived in Iron Hat Alley, Yongding Ward. Though life was poor, it was still peaceful enough. The night before last, I was fishing on the Golden Light River in the city when I ran into several men in black. They were acting suspiciously, and I had no idea what they were doing. When they saw me, one of them raised his hand and waved it. Then I died," the old man said with a sigh.
"Men in black? Did they have any distinguishing features?" Shen Luo had not expected to uncover a key lead from the very first person and hurriedly pressed for details.
"I didn't see them clearly before I lost consciousness, so I don't know anything. I didn't notice anything," the old man said, shaking his head.
A trace of regret flashed through Shen Luo's eyes as he looked at the others.
"Immortal Master, my name is Wang Dakui. I'm a cook from Qizhen Ward in Chang'an City. I was killed by a fox demon during the celebration. I didn't see any men in black," another burly man said.
"Immortal Master, my name is Li Yong..."
The other souls also reported their names and what they had seen the night before. Their accounts were scattered and confused, with nothing particularly useful among them. Shen Luo frowned as he listened.
"Immortal Master Shen, I am Ma Xianhe. Before the celebration, I saw something strange that was related to those demons at the celebration. It should be of use to you, but I have a small request that I hope you can grant," the merchant said after everyone else had finished.
"Oh? Speak freely of whatever wish you have," Shen Luo said. He had