What's wrong with me, a powerful minister, supporting a few female officials?

Chapter 3: Ancient times didn't believe in science!

Su Mo suppressed the urge to vomit, his suspicions growing stronger.

The coroner didn't even come?
Are the Embroidered Uniform Guards here to handle cases?

Shouldn't the coroner first conduct an autopsy to determine the cause of death and register the case?
Just as he was beginning to have doubts...

The three imperial guards each took out a brown paper packet, quickly walked to the piles of "offal," and without changing their expressions, sprinkled the gold powder from the packet onto the "offal."

Something magical happened!

The foul-smelling, blackened wastewater suddenly burst into flames and quickly caught fire!
Amidst the fierce flames, a piercing scream could be heard!

A storm raged in Su Mo's heart!
The other constables didn't react much better than Su Mo; they all showed expressions of fear. Only the two constable leaders, Deng Tong and Zhong Sanyuan, were a little better, though their faces were somewhat gloomy.

"What the hell!"

"Is this... a world of gods and demons?"

Su Mo was certain she hadn't misheard!
There were screams of agony, as if a living person was being burned alive!
Before he could understand what was going on...

The oil lamp in the middle of the mummified corpse suddenly flared up, shooting up more than ten feet high, almost reaching the top of the temple.

The four mummies, with their eyes glowing green and their joints cracking, stood up strangely!
Su Mo felt his scalp tingle and a chill rise from his lumbar spine, rushing straight to the top of his head!
The chest cavity was empty; the corpse had been dried out by baking!

Can you still stand up?
Where are the laws of physics? Where is science? Where is Newton?

Where is Master Lin Zhengying?!
The mummified corpse lunged at the three Imperial Guards!
The Imperial Guards had clearly seen similar scenes before; their faces remained expressionless as they drew their long swords with lightning speed.

The knife is not a Xiuchun knife; it is more like a Tang straight knife.

The blade is straight at the front, gleams coldly, and is extremely sharp. There is even a blood groove on the back of the blade. It is an absolute killing weapon!
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, striking the mummified corpse.

The mummified corpse was unusually hard; even though it was repeatedly forced back by the cuts, it only left a cut mark half a finger deep!
He then brandished his arm and charged at the Imperial Guards once more!
Su Mo had no interest in continuing to study the battle between the Imperial Guards and the mummies.

Because there were only three Imperial Guards.

Four mummified corpses!

The fourth mummified corpse turned around and charged towards the constables.

A young servant, terrified and unable to dodge, was struck by the mummified corpse's arm. As if struck by a galloping horse, he was sent flying into the air and crashed heavily into the temple wall, dying instantly.

Zhong Sanyuan and Deng Tong's expressions changed drastically, and they both shouted in unison, "Damn it!"

"Give it all to me!"

As he spoke, he brandished his waist knife and iron ruler, and charged ahead to meet the mummified corpse.

Su Mo took a deep breath, gripping the iron ruler tightly.

He now realized that the two head constables were not incompetent; they were truly capable.

That fat bastard Deng Tong, weighing over 200 pounds, was incredibly agile. He wielded a waist knife so well that water couldn't get through, and he repeatedly slashed at the dried corpse.

Zhong Sanyuan, on the other hand, used great force, his iron ruler whistling as he struck the dried corpse, causing it to retreat repeatedly!

However, despite their fierce attacks, the mummified corpse was even more ferocious, and the two were clearly at a disadvantage!

With their leader risking his life, the constables and militiamen naturally had to grit their teeth and go along with it. Chen Ping looked at Chen Qian and Lao Yu with a gloomy expression, and said through gritted teeth, "My two brothers, your future riches and honors depend on today!"

"Commander Lin has declared that if a soldier performs meritorious service in this battle, the white-ranked soldier will be promoted to a clerk, and the clerk to a regular soldier!"

Having said that, he said no more, brandished his sword, and joined the battle!

Chen Qian's eyes darted around.

Mummified corpses are indeed strange.

However, three of them were relentlessly pursued by the Imperial Guards.

Two shifts of twenty-odd constables worked together to take down a mummified corpse; there shouldn't be any major problems!

For a veteran with over a decade of service, being promoted to a regular officer is an absolute temptation!

After thinking it over, Chen Qian took a deep breath and looked back at Su Mo: "You wait here!"

"Watch your uncle earn you a regular service contract!"

With that, he let out a deep shout, raised the iron ruler in his hand, and was about to kill the mummified corpse!
Su Mo suddenly shouted urgently, "Third Uncle, wait!"

"Look at that corpse oil lamp!"

He paid special attention to the corpse oil lamp.

With each heavy blow to the mummified corpse, the flame of the corpse oil lamp dimmed a little, and the corpse oil in the lamp decreased continuously!
If the corpse oil lamp is destroyed, will the problem of the mummified corpse be solved?

Upon hearing Su Mo utter the words "corpse oil lamp," Chen Qian roared, "Don't touch that lamp!"

He then strode into the battlefield, raised his iron ruler, and struck the mummified corpse hard. With a loud thud, the corpse was sent flying three or four steps away!
Su Mo was immediately stunned.

My cunning and despicable uncle actually has such powerful subordinates?
Also, the corpse oil lamp is clearly faulty!
Why did my third uncle tell me not to touch the oil lamp?
Just then, a servant suddenly swung his iron chain to sweep away the oil lamps used to burn the corpses!

The iron chain was wrapped around the corpse oil lamp, but the lamp seemed to have taken root in the ground and remained motionless!

The green flames of the corpses spread rapidly toward him along the iron chains!
In the blink of an eye, raging green flames erupted from the bodies of these servants, and they let out a shrill scream.

In just a few moments, it turned into a dried-up corpse!
Su Mo swallowed hard...

My uncle is indeed shrewd and experienced!
Ok.

Just honestly wave the flag and shout, no, I mean keep the show in check!
Being in charge is one thing, but being in charge is another.

I certainly can't stand here openly.

Otherwise, I'll be fired tomorrow for stepping into the government office with my left foot first!

Su Mo looked around.

The temple was empty, and there was only one place to hide and watch the battle!
Clay sculpture of a locust deity.

Su Mo wielded the iron ruler as he moved toward the statue.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the statue and finding no one paying attention to him, he immediately slipped away and quickly moved to the stone platform behind the statue.

(End of this chapter)