Chapter 620: A Hundred Ghosts Abroad In Daylight (4)

But now, the citizens already know the truth. They would never bother Ji Fengyan again.

Their one and only chance was over.

The man looked at Song Yuan and said coldly, “Rather than brooding about this, you should be worrying about more important things.”

Song Yuan was slightly stunned. A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. “What do you mean by that?”

The man gazed imperiously at Song Yuan. “Ghost are not alive, they are dead. But ghosts can see everything.”

Song Yuan’s heart gave a powerful thud. Demons had caught those people while going about their daily lives. Afraid that others would chance upon the demons doing their deed, Song Yuan had purposely let them bring their victims into his backyard.

So although their bodies had been removed, their souls remained in the backyard.

Then…

Everything that they saw and heard…

Song Yuan felt a numbing sensation on his scalp.

His greatest worry was happening now.

The citizens would never have believed that demons existed in Ping City. But after the cries of those ghosts narrating their lot—it was a major bombsh.e.l.l for the crowd!

[I was knocked unconscious on my way home and brought to Song Yuan’s backyard. That b.a.s.t.a.r.d, he watched as demons tore me apart… it’s him! Song Yuan is colluding with the demons! He caused my death!!]

The resentful ghost emitted an ear-piercing cry of despair.

Everyone was thunderstruck by this unthinkable truth.

Song Yuan…

Their city lord?

How could this be possible!

Following that piteous wail, more and more ghosts started narrating their own stories.

All the souls who had remained in Ping City had died wrongful deaths. Not just the few dozen who died today—even those who had pa.s.sed away years ago failed to escape the devil’s clutches.

With some trickery, those who had been ill were falsely p.r.o.nounced dead. Their bodies would then be taken away by Song Yuan, supposedly for burial purposes.

This was Song Yuan’s way of gaining popularity with the people. He would handle burial matters for all Ping City citizens.

And because of this, the people of Ping City loved and respected Song Yuan even more.

But what they didn’t realize was that their supposedly dead loved ones were still alive. They had just been dosed with a slow-acting poison that temporarily stopped their breathing. These victims would then be transported to the funeral home where unspeakable tortures awaited them.

It was a banquet for the demons. A b.l.o.o.d.y feast.

Still alive, those people would see themselves being torn apart by the demons. Unable to scream, unable to move—they could only lay paralyzed on the ground as the demons devoured them bit by bit.

The despair and agony would continue right up to the minute of their death.

Even after becoming ghosts, the pain remained fresh in their minds.

As the ghosts continued their laments, the citizens finally realized why the souls of their loved ones were so tormented and unable to move on.

They completely didn’t know that their much-loved city lord was actually even scarier than a demon. He had personally delivered their loved ones into the mouths of those demons and kept things hidden for so long…

The citizens all fell into an extreme state of shock and confusion at the moment of truth. They simply couldn’t believe that their steadfast faith in Song Yuan for so many years was just one huge joke.

The person whom they most relied on was actually the chief culprit pushing them into the abyss!