In Chengdu, Rong Tianding's fairy painting stall is selling quite well.
This situation lasted for several days.
On the one hand, it was due to the panic among people due to the haunting, and on the other hand, it was the Taoist Taoist Puyun Guanmu's desire to stop eating, which doubled the business of fairy paintings.
Rong Tianding could count money every day until his hands became weak, but when officials from the county government arrived, his hands and feet inevitably became really weak.
Regardless of the fact that Rong Li is one of the top tyrants in Dongshi, the people do not fight against the officials, and no matter how big the ruffian gang is, they still need to listen to the county government and know what can and cannot be done.
"Mr. Rong, the county government received a murder case, and it is said that it has something to do with you. Please come with us!"
The county government officials spoke very politely.
The official was also a local, and he only begged for food at the county government. When it was not time to arrest the murderer, the official was very polite to the local people who had a good reputation.
But his words still attracted a large number of people in front of the painting stall to watch, and some people whispered about something related.
"Besides selling paintings in Dongshi and painting at home, I haven't done anything to kill people or set fires." Rong Tianding said with an ugly face: "It shouldn't be related to the county government, right?"
"Something happened to someone in Shilipo, and it is said that it has something to do with your painting." The official reminded politely: "What I understand now is that someone was walking at night holding your fairy painting, and he was killed!"
"What?"
Rong Tianding felt a chill in his heart.
What he and Zhang Xuezhou and others were betting on was that there would be no ghosts in Shilipo. When the incident passed, everything would be over.
But he didn't expect that someone actually lost his life.
For a moment, Rong Tianding's hands and feet felt cold and weak, and he turned his attention to the pork stall for help.
"He was killed while walking at night with a fairy painting. Does this have something to do with our baby? Why didn't Mr. Li say that the man was still wearing clothes from Buzhuang? Why didn't he have anything to do with Buzhuang! He was walking at night and carrying a lantern , why is it not related to the lantern maker? He is still wearing shoes, so we should look for..."
After frowning for a few seconds, Rong Li yelled loudly.
Her sophistry was quite effective, at least it made many people in front of the painting stall whisper a lot quieter, and Rong Tianding felt a lot calmer.
"Mr. Rong, this is a summons from the county government. I think you'd better let Mr. Rong go there." The official said helplessly: "The county government only summoned Mr. Rong for questioning, and did not tell him about his crime!"
After the official surnamed Li had some good talk, Rong Tianding calmed down and closed the painting stall.
"Cousin, something big has happened to us," Rong Tianding said worriedly.
"What they are looking for is a murderer. You have never killed anyone, so what are you afraid of?" Zhang Xuezhou frowned and said, "Can the county government still punish you for murder?"
"You're right to say that!"
Rong Tianding thought about it carefully and felt that what Zhang Xuezhou said was correct.
In the past, there were many Taoists who sold talismans and sacred water, but he had never heard of anyone who had his head chopped off by the county government because the products did not work.
Moreover, the matter has not yet been finalized at this time. He just got involved on the sidelines, and there is no need to panic too much.
After all, Rong Tianding is like many of the gangsters who enter the police station for the first time. They are inexperienced and frightened, but as long as they have been in there three or five times, those gangsters will feel like they are home.
If Rong Tianding still wants to sell such superstitious paintings in the future, Zhang Xuezhou thinks that Rong Tianding should often visit the county government office.
"But what if there really is a ghost?"
Recalling the woman in white with a resentful look on her face, and the woman's scream that came to his ears when he was awake, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel his heart beat up and down.
If there are no ghosts in Shilipo, they are selling some feudal and superstitious things. If there are ghosts in Shilipo, what they are selling are things that seek wealth and harm lives.
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses.
Ordinary people lack mana perception and most likely cannot even see ghosts.
If there is no enmity, how can ghosts harm people?
Moreover, I learned from Mu Taoist that ghosts are weaker than humans, and it is difficult for them to survive and wander around in the outside world. Some ghost phenomena that occasionally occur are very weak ghost objects. Even if you don’t clean up these dark objects, many ghost objects It will also self-destruct after a period of time.
But Zhang Xuezhou occasionally remembered that Taoist Mu mentioned that there might be something special in Shilipo, and that might be different.
This made him frown slightly.
Although he had cultivated enough to enter the country and practiced a Taiqingzhen technique to treat and suppress injuries, excluding these, he was not much different from ordinary people.
If he encounters any dangerous attack, Zhang Xuezhou will also find it difficult to bear it.
For a while, everyone had their own thoughts, and followed the official envoy and Rong Tianding to the county government office.
The county government was an important place under the jurisdiction of the imperial court. It dealt with various political and human affairs, including city defense, water conservancy, disaster control, etc.
And dealing with people's grievances is only a small part of it.
But when the matter is related to oneself, even the smallest grievances have a huge impact.
In the old and majestic red building, a pale corpse was displayed, and an old man, a woman and two children were kneeling on the ground, sobbing and crying.
"Sir, Rong Tianding, the painter who was accused by Wang Baotian of Longmen Village, Shilipo, has been brought here!"
The official surnamed Li took everyone into the Yamen and immediately handed over to the official.
In the lobby, a black-robed official holding a bamboo slip raised his head.
He straightened the mountain crown above his head, his eyes began to sweep over Rong Tianding who came in response to the page, and then turned his attention to Rong Li who was noisy outside the county government office.
"Rong Li, there is no need to make a noise. I am calling Rong Tianding just to respond to the appeal of the wronged person, and it does not involve any serious crime!"
The official's voice calmed Rong Li's mood a little, and then there was a loud response.
"Master Bao, we in Rongcheng don't want to blackmail people after death. I heard that someone bought a peace painting and blackmailed the painter if something went wrong. Then if someone eats pork and has an accident, won't it be impossible for a civilian woman to survive!"
After repeatedly asking the official surnamed Li, and adding her own understanding, Rong Li roughly guessed the connection.
This gave her a head start when she ranted outside the courtroom.
"There are also people who sell ironware. Some people fight with ironware and die, and the blacksmith will be in bad luck. As long as we set this kind of precedent in Chengdu, there will definitely be people who will continue to imitate it in the future..."
"stop!"
Master Bao raised his hand with a headache.
There are two types of women that bother him the most, one is the miserable cryer, and the other is a shrew like Rong Li.
The former annoyed him, the latter made it difficult for him to speak.
And today, both are gathered together.
"Sir, we are wronged. If my husband hadn't bought that fairy painting for self-defense, he would never have dared to go out to look for sheep at night!"
Next to the corpse in the hall, the miserable woman began to sob and cry loudly.
"Your husband is looking for sheep at night to die. Why are you looking for sheep?" Rong Li shouted.
"Sir, we bought fairy paintings...wuwuwu!"
"Your family also bought clothes and lambs. You bought so many things, why did you only pick our products? You think we are easy for your family to bully!"
…
"Someone is coming!"
Master Bao frowned and shouted, and eight officials immediately responded with sticks.
"No one is allowed to speak without my inquiry. If anyone disrupts the court again, he will be executed with a stick!" Master Bao said.
"Here!"
All the officials responded loudly, and the wooden staffs they held in their hands all fell to the ground, making a very neat clapping sound.
The deterrence brought by the wooden stick as thick as an arm is extremely high. If this wooden stick hits a person more than ten times, half of his life will be taken away. Even if it is a slight punishment, he will have to lie in bed and rest for at least two days.
Everyone was frightened for a moment, even Rong Li just opened her mouth, but not a single word of those sharp words came out.
