"There are people in the fog who refuse to obey the king's rule. They are wild and difficult to tame. They are good at raising ghosts and insects. They are vicious and xenophobic."
This is the information Zhao Fuyun saw about Wuze before coming here, and it is indeed true after coming here.
Zhao Fuyun stopped, put one hand behind his back, turned around, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Let me take a look."
The person who asked the question was a young man, in his early twenties, with big eyes, high cheekbones on his face, and high hairline, and he had a sinister look on his face.
"Are you here to investigate the death of the previous adult?" the young man with a fierce face asked.
"Not really, but do you know how the last adult died?" Zhao Fuyun stopped, turned around and asked.
"Sir, you are joking, how could I know?" the young man said, but then he changed the subject: "But..."
He hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether to continue, and Zhao Fuyun asked: "But what?"
"Speaking of which, you may not believe it, but there was originally a black temple here. When that gentleman came, he tore it down and rebuilt the Chijun Temple. Some ignorant people in our county said that this was because That adult made the Black God angry, so he died."
"Black temple? Black god?" Zhao Negiyun repeated these two words as if he was confused.
He had understood that the black temple here refers to the architectural style and also refers to the place where imps and monsters are worshiped.
Because ghosts and Gu need to be raised in a dark and airtight environment, the sacrificial temples they build are often small and dark.
Black does not mean that the color is black, but that the temple does not have windows to allow sunlight to penetrate.
The spiritual tablets of "ghosts" and "gu monsters" are often erected in black temples.
"Yes, that adult built the Chijun Temple, and he lives here, how could he be harmed by the Black God of the Black Temple? Don't you think so? Sir!" The young man had already walked into the yard while he was talking. .
Zhao Fuyun frowned slightly. The other party's words contained insinuations and a threatening meaning.
"If this is true, it can only mean that he never invited Chi Jun into the temple." Zhao Fuyun said.
"My lord is wise, that's for sure." The young man responded.
Under the gaze of so many people, Zhao Fuyun lost interest in continuing to watch, so he prepared to go out, but they blocked the way out.
They didn't get out of the way even when Zhao Fuyun walked over.
"Why, what do you guys want to do?" Zhao Fuyun's voice was already a little cold.
The few people who were blocking still didn't get out of the way or made a sound. Instead, they looked at the young man with a fierce face and heard him say: "What are you doing? Why don't you get out of the way? You dare to block the adult's way, so be careful." The Master is going to issue another decree to abolish the Black Temple!"
Those people immediately got out of the way, and Zhao Fuyun stared at the big-eyed young man. The big-eyed young man smiled with a sly smile.
Zhao Fuyun did not smile, but turned and left.
"Abolition of the Black Temple's decree? Is this what the previous edict did?" Zhao Fuyun was thinking about this.
When Zhao Fuyun left, several people immediately gathered around him. One of them said, "Brother Snake, didn't you want to give him a try? Why did you let him go?"
The young man known as Brother Snake reached out and touched his sleeve. A small black snake with a triangular head came out of his sleeve, and its little tongue was waving in the void. Everyone else couldn't help but move towards it. He backed away a little, seeming to be extremely afraid of the little snake.
But the young man named 'Snake Brother' reached out and touched the black snake head wrapped around his wrist, and said: "My iron head was a little uneasy just now, as if I was afraid of something. This man is not as smiling as he appears. Everyone Don’t act rashly.”
"Oh, I got it, Brother Snake."
"Brother Snake, I got it."
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Zhao Fuyun went all the way back and went directly to the Yamen. He felt that he should ask what exactly his predecessor had done and how he died. Originally, he thought that he did not need to check this. After all, he was He comes from Tiandu Mountain and is not responsible for investigating the case.
If you want to investigate, you should let the Great Zhou court investigate. There are also many monks in the Great Zhou court, so there is no reason to do it yourself.
However, now it seems that it is better to ask yourself.
The previous one wanted to invite the gods into the temple, but now it seems that it is not too late.
The county magistrate was sitting in the back house, reading a book with a cattail leaf fan. When he saw Zhao Fuyun, he immediately shouted: "Zhao Jiaoyu, come on, come on, try it. This is picked from the tea tree in the backyard of our Yamen. New tea."
"My lord, you are quite leisurely." Zhao Fuyun said.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Fuyun's casual words caused the other party to lament and said: "I can't leave the yamen with my government orders. I am afraid of being poisoned when I go out. I can only hang around in this yamen all day. To be honest, I have been in the yamen recently." Thinking about spiritual practice...
The teachings should not be known to me. Back then, I had also been practicing for several years..."
"If I had persevered back then, I might have been able to achieve something. Zhao Jiaoyu, do you think it is feasible for me to resume practice at my age?"
Zhao Fuyun looked at the other party's large beard and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and said without changing his expression: "It's never too late to practice!"
"Really?" Zhu Puyi looked a little unbelieving.
"Of course, even if you don't have the skills, you still have to have peace of mind and peace of mind. How can it be too late?" Zhao Fuyun said seriously.
Zhu Puyi looked at Zhao Fuyun's young face and sighed: "No wonder Zhao Jiaoyu has such cultivation at such a young age."
When he said this, he changed the topic and asked: "I wonder if Zhao Jiaoyu came to my yamen for something?"
"I would like to ask, how did the last edict die?" Zhao Fuyun asked.
Zhu Puyi's face suddenly became solemn, he stood up and said, "He was full of worms and was eaten by worms."
"When I went to see him, he was lying on the bed, and his body was covered with bugs. Some bugs had grown wings and were flying in the air, like big-headed flies. It was scary and disgusting..."
Zhu Puyi picked up the teapot and poured tea into it.
The fan in his hand was fanning wildly, as if it was burning away, as if it was trying to blow away the fear in his heart, and it was also like it was trying to drive away the flying insects in his memory.
