Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 267 - 256: What a Coincidence!

Chapter 267: Chapter 256: What a Coincidence!

At this moment, Zhang San noticed something unusual—below his upper body, his lower body was gradually forming.

In an instant, his lower body had materialized.

Not only had his lower body materialized, but even his trousers had appeared.

This couldn’t help but make Zhang San feel a bit eerie.

And what was even more bizarre was that seven or eight yards away, the lower body that had been standing still had now grown an upper body as well, and the two Zhang Sans were staring at each other face to face.

At the same time, Zhang San felt as though there was no primary or secondary distinction within his consciousness.

Both bodies belonged to him.

The two Zhang Sans were staring at each other, eyes wide with incredulity.

Sang Men, on the other hand, had his eyes wide open, looking left and right at each of the split Zhang San, before finally focusing back on his broadsword in hand.

Sang Men remembered that his broadsword would resurrect the dead and kill the living.

What was happening now?

Since when did his broadsword have the ability to split one into two?

And looking at the two Zhang Sans, they seemed quite lively and nimble.

Could it be that I have separated his body and soul?

But that doesn’t seem right either!

At the moment, Sang Men could sense that both Zhang Sans had the aura of flesh and blood, but they were moving further away from him.

Which one should he chase after?

Sang Men was deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Zhang San was seizing the opportunity to make a frantic escape.

Although Zhang San himself did not understand how he had split into two.

But coincidentally, this allowed him to find the others faster.

Zhang San was looking for people on the deserted streets of Fengdu County City while casting the Ghost Summoning Method.

However, Zhang San discovered that when one of him was using the Ghost Summoning Method, the other was unable to cast it.

Therefore, both must indeed be his true self.

It was like having a computer with two monitors. Both monitors could display their own content separately, but since there was only one central unit, it was impossible for the monitors to show different contents for the same application.

To test this, Zhang San took the Red Dragon Soul out of the Gluttonous Bag and dropped it on the ground.

When his other self opened the Gluttonous Bag, he indeed couldn’t find the Red Dragon Hammer.

Now, Zhang San was certain that he simply had another body identical to his original one without any primary or secondary distinction; he was still himself but with an extra agent to act.

Having confirmed this, the two Zhang Sans each used the Ghost Summoning Method, summoning some weaker evil ghosts nearby. After a simple interrogation, they found out where the teams led by Shang Bufa and Fang Cunzai were located.

After all, Big Head Wang and Wang Ziteng were his sworn brothers and had been with him during the pursuit of Chen Fei.

They would be most clear about his stance. If they really had to make a sacrifice, they would definitely choose to abandon the government officers in the prison carts.

Xu would probably do the same.

Sister Ling never took those officials seriously, so there shouldn’t be much of a problem.

As for Wei, Zhang San wasn’t worried he would rescue the officials. He was only concerned that Wei might run off on his own.

The only two Zhang San truly worried about were the dogmatically rigid Shang Bufa and the stubborn Fang Cunzai.

These were the two most likely to stand by the government officers.

Indeed, as Zhang San approached the team where Shang Bufa and others were, he saw the long street was divided. To the west, the Deputy General was leading many soldiers in coordination with the Town Martial Office’s martial artists, fiercely battling the ghosts and monsters blocking the way.

In the center was the County Magistrate Zhang Pu, who, with a few government officers and some manor farmers among the civilians, was protecting both sides of the team, preventing evil ghosts that scaled the walls from attacking and harming the civilians.

On the east side of the street, Shang Bufa led some soldiers and martial artists as they struggled to guard the prison carts against the ghost army that surged like a tide from the east.

"Officer Shang, there are too many ghosts here; I’m afraid we can’t hold them off much longer!"

A member of the Town Martial Office yelled at Shang Bufa.

In the eyes of many in the Town Martial Office, those officials being escorted to the Capital were as good as dead anyway. Whether they died in the Capital or here made little difference.

Therefore, no one wanted to resist the overwhelming number of ghosts and monsters here just to protect a few doomed men.

But Shang Bufa had a different idea. As an officer of the Ministry of Punishment, he naturally had to take responsibility for the Ministry’s orders.

If the Ministry of Punishment received a directive from Kaihuang to assist the Town Martial Office in safely escorting these officials back to the Capital, then that was exactly what he intended to do.

"Wait a moment, it’s almost ready."

Shang Bufa said through gritted teeth. At the same time, his hands continuously formed sealing hand signs, casting various runes around them.

The other few martial artists from the Ministry of Punishment were also helping.

As the pale blue runes in the air connected, suddenly a massive blade, like a guillotine, appeared in the sky above the street.

As the rope above the blade suddenly snapped, the next moment, the colossal blade thundered down.

Amidst the deafening noise, the street swarming with ghosts and monsters was immediately severed by the blade summoned by the runes, and a deep trench appeared on the ground.

Behind them, countless ghosts and monsters surged forward, only to fall into the chasm-like trench.

After releasing this move, the martial artists from the Ministry of Punishment, along with Shang Bufa, were so weakened that they could barely stand.

The martial artists of the Town Martial Office immediately acted, swiftly clearing out the ghosts and monsters on this side of the trench and then protecting Shang Bufa and the others as they retreated.

"Officer Shang, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful!"

"Officer Shang, leave the rest to us!"

The martial artists of the Town Martial Office took the opportunity to eradicate all the ghosts and monsters.

But Shang Bufa was not idle, instead, he gritted his teeth and walked over to the prison wagon, shouting to the panicked officials inside: "All of you, move to the back."

Although these officials were terrified by the sight of so many evil ghosts, they did not forget to threaten Shang Bufa and the others at this moment.

"I warn you, we are the ones Kaihuang ordered to be brought back to the Capital. If you can’t protect us, you, you, and all of you, are done for!"

Boom―

Shang Bufa pulled out a massive chain hammer from his storage ring, swung it, and smashed it directly onto the prison wagon, shattering it.

"Quick, get out, and run with everyone!"

The few people from the Ministry of Punishment were shocked to see Shang Bufa smashing the prison wagon.

"Officer Shang, breaking the prison wagon, that’s..."

"That’s nothing! If we keep dragging this broken wagon, we’ll all die!"

Although Shang Bufa was stubborn, in the face of the gruesome reality unfolding before his eyes, he knew he had to save people at the smallest cost.

Even if it meant leading the way in breaking the law.

Zhang San, watching from a distance, frowned slightly.

It was good that Shang Bufa could break his own limitations, as it matched the actions required for emergency avoidance, but unfortunately, in this era, Legalism had no concept of emergency avoidance.

Otherwise, had Shang Bufa not acted just now due to the complications of the prison wagon, these officials would have become a feast for the ghosts and monsters, and he would have had less to worry about.

Meanwhile, at another location with Zhang San, he had finally found Fang Cunzai.

However, at this moment, Fang Cunzai was up against a powerful ghost and was about to be killed by the creature’s longsword the next moment.

Fortunately, Zhang San acted in time, blocking the longsword instantly.

"Military Chief Fang, in critical moments, you still have to rely on me, right?"

Zhang San said proudly, turning his head to speak to Fang Cunzai, only to find that Fang Cunzai was so moved that he was brought to tears.

Zhang San was about to say there was no need for such emotion when he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of the chest-hollowed ghost in front of him that seemed somewhat familiar.

He took a closer look.

"Bai Yucheng, is that you?"