Feng Yiming felt aggrieved.
A few days ago, he was at his own Industrial Hero Building in Foshan Town. Just because he glanced at a beautiful woman in purple on the roadside, he accidentally bumped into someone next to him and was stopped by the Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere. Entanglement makes it difficult to move forward.
I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have a family background. My martial arts is already quite good in Lingnan. I thought I could easily deal with each other, but after only a few moves between the two, my hands were like being clamped by a pair of iron pincers, and my muscles and bones were all broken. He was about to burst into pieces, his face was as red as a pig's liver but he couldn't break free, and he actually made a fool of himself on the street.
Feng Yiming was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back. By the time the servants from his hero building heard the news and came over, the Taoist priest had already fled.
However, all this was just the beginning. In the next three days, all kinds of bizarre things happened around him. First, a fire broke out inexplicably in his warehouse, which destroyed two items in the north room and then suddenly went out. The food bills, food bills, and business contracts were burned, and not even one of them was saved.
Then the well water in the house smelled bad. Someone dug a ditch somewhere and polluted the spring well. The whole house was filled with a stench. My father's seven-room concubine also hurriedly ran back to her parents' home. , spread the news throughout Foshan Town.
Later, in the restaurants, gambling stalls, shops, and warehouses that the family opened in the town, people frequently caused troubles, and cheating continued. Feng Yiming led the people of the Five Tigers sect to run here and there like a fire brigade, and also I can't stand the increasingly serious situation.
To make matters worse, the Guandihui, a beggar's den centered in Guangzhou City, suddenly came and took advantage of the situation to extort money. Feng Yiming invited the Foshan martial arts community to make peace, but his former martial arts friends ignored his request for help. After he spent money to take care of everything, he found that he had lost ten and a half months' profit, and he was so busy that he was so busy.
There are countless such things, and he shouldn't have to worry about these. With his father known as "Southern Batian" and the best martial arts in Lingnan, he can naturally seek justice. But recently, two people came to Beijing. As an imperial guard, my father had to go to accompany him, so he entrusted all the family property to me.
In just a few days, Feng Yiming thought about it day and night, just hoping to be freed from the sea of suffering as soon as possible, and his hair turned gray.
During a series of unfortunate events, Feng Yiming once suspected that there was someone behind the scenes, so he specially sent extra personnel to investigate at the corners of Foshan Town, focusing on travelers and outsiders. However, after a few days, nothing was found, and nothing suspicious was found. Clues.
After thinking about it, Feng Yiming only felt that everything started with the woman in purple, so he ran to do a fortune telling. After listening to the fortune teller, he categorically said that the woman must have been born in Tai Sui, and he was guilty of Tai Sui. That's why he is so unlucky, and he has to spend money to escape this disaster.
Feng Yiming returned to his house and thought about it, and smelled the stench coming from the well water in his nose again. He gritted his teeth and climbed up, put on a blue silk gown and headed toward the most popular and most effective place in Foshan Town. Went to Beidi Temple first.
Just when Feng Yiming stepped out of Feng Mansion, he didn't realize that several mysterious beggars on the corner of the street had already taken the lead and slipped away towards the Beidi Temple.
In fact, Jiang Wen, who secretly controlled all this, has not been running around these days. He has been hiding in the Beidi Temple, inquiring about the recent disturbances in Foshan Town. After hearing the news from the beggars, he sneered, but found Yuan Ziyi looking at him strangely.
"Girl in purple, why are you looking at me like this?"
Yuan Ziyi coughed lightly and looked away, moved to the temple door, and said with a little surprise: "Headmaster Jiang, I didn't expect that you have so many ways to trouble people, but you can't see it on ordinary days."
Jiang Wen smiled slightly and shook his arms easily.
What a joke, he is a national player recognized by Zhao Wuji, and his chess skills can rival those in the Forbidden City. Moreover, compared with the Sanshan chess game in Fuzhou City, where one wrong move could kill half the people in the city, it is as easy as picking something out of a bag.
"I punished them? I clearly just pushed and called out all the people who were dissatisfied with the Feng family in this Foshan town. You have seen with your own eyes that except for the time when we went in to set fire, the rest of the people who were digging ditches, Did I do anything to get you into trouble?"
Leader Jiang's attitude is very firm. Although he has profound skills as a troublemaker, these despicable methods must have nothing to do with himself, the current hero and the leader of the generation, and are completely the actions of others.
This is also true. Just when Jiang Wen proposed to take action against Feng Tiannan, Lei Hu showed great enthusiasm and said that it didn't matter if he wanted money or people, all of which would be recorded in his account. Feng Tiannan, the local bully, was defeated.
The beggars of the Guandi Society were even more enthusiastic. Du Lao San and Lao Hua Zi hit it off immediately and ordered the beggars in Foshan Town to fully cooperate and make suggestions, insisting on cutting off Feng Tiannan's hand that was reaching out to Guangzhou City.
In the next few days, Jiang Wen discovered that all the martial arts sects in Foshan town, large and small, had joined in the troubles without any pressure, adding insult to injury and making the already chaotic water even more muddy. It turned an ordinary murder case into Murder on the Orient Express.
Under such circumstances, even if Feng Yiming wanted to find the murderer, he would only think that it was an accidental collision of coincidences. Otherwise, how could the previously peaceful Foshan Town have so many monsters erupting so densely? !
"Miss Yuan, if there is a lot of help, there will be little help. Don't you see that the Feng family hates ghosts and hates ghosts? It is clear that God wants to take them in?"
Jiang Wen pretended to be an official.
"Feng Yiming will be punished for Feng Tiannan's mistakes. Doesn't God have to listen to prison lawsuits and commit crimes five times before he can know who is a good guy and who is a bad guy?"
But Yuan Ziyi doesn't accept this trick. She doesn't believe that good and evil are rewarded. If God really has eyes, why did Feng Tiannan have to wait until now to take revenge on his son who is obviously much more polite and courteous? Up?
Jiang Wen was obviously in a good mood, and said to Yuan Ziyi with a hint of joking: "What, you feel sorry for your brother? With your current martial arts skills, if you want to be Feng Ziyi when you go back, I think the Feng family will be overjoyed."
"you!"
Yuan Ziyi's almond-shaped eyes widened and her face turned a hint of red. She turned away and ignored Jiang Wen, obviously losing her temper.
But Jiang Wen sat back on the chair without taking it seriously, and flipped through the vaguely written book on the table, "Tai Shang Yuan Shi Tian Zun Speaks of Beidi's Magical Curse for Conquering Demons" - he walked around pretending to be a Taoist priest every day, but in the end he always spoke from Buddhist scriptures. And the Analects of Confucius, if you are in a hurry, you have to use the wonderful sounds of the Great Vehicle Bodhisattva of the Kingdom of Light. This is obviously not professional enough, so you have to make up for it as soon as possible.
Yuan Ziyi, who was originally impatient, stood at the door sulking. No one answered him for a long time, so he had to turn his head to look back furtively, but he happened to meet Jiang Wen who raised his eyes, and immediately turned back.
"Miss Yuan, you must know that there is no way to bring luck or misfortune but to one's own fault. The Feng family's successive misfortunes are retribution. Don't you believe this?"
Jiang Wen said casually, his words just enough to float into the other person's ears, "A gentleman is virtuous but not afraid of power, and a villain is afraid of power but not virtuous. The Feng family relies on the power of Wuhumen to run rampant and has power but no virtue. Even Lei Hu knows how to convince others with his virtue, could his family be willing to die?"
Yuan Ziyi frowned and looked at Jiang Wen, and suddenly remembered the relatives who wanted to dip his mother into the pig cage, and said disgustedly: "Does Head Jiang think that everyone in the town is a gentleman, so his power is not enough to convince others?"
"wrong!"
Jiang Wen slapped the table, his eyes full of teasing.
"With the Feng family being so troubled, the gentlemen who are not afraid of authority are either dead or running away, and the rest are just villains. When villains live in the world, they naturally listen to whoever has the biggest fist. When they see the Feng family is in trouble, they will add insult to injury. What's wrong? Didn't Feng Tiannan find this himself? "
Yuan Ziyi was suffocated after hearing this and stopped talking.
Although Thunder Tiger is domineering in business, he also pays attention to what he says and reputation first, but Wuhumen relies on his power to plunder without any scruples. Not to mention, Yuan Ziyi's mother Yuan Yingu also met a fisherman who was willing to take care of them. When the two mothers and Feng Tiannan found out, they became furious and even beat him to death immediately.
This kind of behavior has regarded Foshan Town as private property. If they don't die, how can other people live a good life?
Seeing the thoughtful look on Yuan Ziyi's face, Jiang Wen continued: "Miss Yuan, don't think Feng Yiming is gentle, polite, and somewhat related to you, but Emperor Guan will find out in the past few days that he Thirty or forty lives have already been taken in Lingnan."
This matter is not difficult to investigate, and the Feng family has never tried to cover it up. Even in the book "Flying Fox Gaiden", Feng Tiannan once boldly claimed that "A certain person traveled across Lingnan and became the head of the Five Tigers Sect" , He killed people without any calculation in his life. My son has also killed thirty or forty people. If he dies in your hands today, what does it matter? 】
There were some things Jiang Wen didn't say, but he could already vaguely guess that among the many beggars in Guangzhou, many had similar grudges to Feng Tiannan, and he didn't know the reason for the "flourishing" of the Guandi Society. How much credit does Feng Tiannan owe...
Gu Bing
Yuan Ziyi was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Rou Ni tightly grasped the soft silver whip around her waist, her expression became even more uncertain.
He had practiced martial arts for many years in order to take revenge, but in fact he had not even harmed a single human life. However, Feng Yiming, for whom he had felt sympathy before, had been stained with so much blood. He did not know how many people like himself had been caused. Tragedy.
However, among these people, how many of them will be as blessed as themselves, to be saved from suffering by their master, and to hold life and death in their own hands?
Jiang Wen knew very well that the problem Yuan Ziyi struggled with was the difference between "the person I should be" and "the person I want to be".
Even if Feng Tiannan commits another heinous crime, it will not look so hateful under the warm veil of traditional family relationships in this era; and no matter how beautiful the future that the five masters built for her is, she will always look like it when she still has concerns in her heart. Not so real.
In the final analysis, Yuan Ziyi's mission of "patriicide" is still based on a very weak basis of personal hatred. What she empathizes with seems to be her mother who has a miserable life experience, but in fact it is all based on herself. Because of his stance, his desire for revenge is not as strong as that of Hu Fei in the original work, who was determined after seeing the tragic death of the Zhong family with his own eyes.
If Yuan Ziyi wants to "kill her father" in action, she needs not only strong martial arts, but also sufficient psychological reasons to support her every move. The road has to be walked step by step. Jiang Wen can carry out the physical "patricide" on her behalf and remove a villain from the world, but the psychological "patricide" is something that only she can do.
But in Jiang Wen's eyes, it wasn't Feng Tiannan who needed to worry, but countless people like Feng Yiming.
They grew up in fine clothes and food, looked down upon human life, and had more freedom than anyone else in Foshan Town. They could read poems and books, be polite, drink wine, and be full of friends, and they could subtly change everything in their hands. As a matter of course.
The tragedy of the Zhong family in the Beidi Temple had really happened. Even if everything was not written in words, the bright red on the blood seal stone was still piercing people's eyes. Hu Fei still forced Feng Tiannan to leave Xiaoxiang, but when Feng Yiming became a local Elder, when it is said that people are killed without blood, how many people can still realize that these things should not happen?
"Headmaster Jiang, do the Feng family really deserve to die like this?"
Yuan Ziyi suddenly turned around, with a look of determination on his face, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of hope, as if he hoped to get the answer he wanted from Jiang Wen.
Jiang Wen hesitated for a long time and did not answer the question. The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the Beidi Temple. Apparently Feng Yiming had brought people here, and there were more people than originally thought.
Jiang Wen and Yuan Ziyi looked at each other, and immediately hid from the room behind the temple, hiding in the dark and watching the meandering procession outside the temple, and slowly heard the seemingly pleasant conversation between the two people in front.
"Zhenren Li, I bother you to come here for such a small matter. I'm really scared."
The person who rushed through the gate of Beidi Temple was a young man, about 20 years old, wearing a blue silk gown, swinging a folding fan in his right hand. He walked briskly and had a heroic face, which showed that he was not weak in martial arts.
"How could Mr. Feng be so unfaithful? Mr. Feng and I hit it off and hated each other so late. My martial arts skills are low and I don't dare to make mistakes in ordinary things. But in this ritual of praying for good weather, warding off pestilence, averting disasters and bringing good fortune, Li can still help. From the previous group.”
The person who followed Feng Yiming in was not of high stature and was only dressed like a quack sorcerer. There were also two tall and thick men pretending to be Taoist boys. They followed behind him step by step. One was holding a Feng Shui compass and the other was holding a plain-fired earthen basin. Zheng and Feng Yiming were boasting.
"Master Feng, I see that the road to the Foshan Ancestral Temple is like a long snake, and the pavilions are like snake heads. It looks like a ferocious demon snake coming across the river with its head raised and its teeth exposed. At the beginning, an expert should have determined the ground and built the Beidi Temple to suppress demons. Living seven inches from the demon snake gave me the wealth and prosperity here."
The sorcerer known as Li Zhenren pointed at the surrounding scenery and instantly gave a convincing explanation, "Unfortunately, the sand and water have changed in the past three hundred years, and the dragon veins have changed. This demonic snake has moved seven inches and three points. There is a bit of life again. There is so much evil in the Beidi Temple now, what you see must be the evil spirit that has escaped!"
Feng Yiming obviously found it difficult to accept this statement. He gently shook his folding fan and asked cautiously: "But I...but I see that although the woman is beautiful, there is nothing otherworldly about her..."
"That's wrong. That's definitely not a human being!"
The confident Li Zhenren immediately shook his head and interrupted Feng Yiming's questioning.
"Master Feng, think about how rare it is to be dressed in yew. "Hanshu·Five Elements" says, 'The customs are arrogant and treacherous, and it is easy to change, so it is a strange costume for the knights, so there is a way to dress up monsters.' Dressing up monsters is also a monster, Only then did you transform into the purple-clothed woman you bumped into that day!"
After saying this, Jiang Wen, who was hiding aside, found that Yuan Ziyi was furious and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
After saying that, Li Zhenren bent down and picked up a handful of soil from the ground, carefully placed it in the unfired earthen basin of the strong Taoist boy, took the compass and measured the directions of the four images, and continued to express his judgment.
"Mr. Feng, there are still important things to deal with in the prince's house, and it is not convenient for Li to stay any longer. I will teach you a way to deal with the evildoer."
He pointed at the mouth of the bay not far from the Beidi Temple, facing the center of the rolling waves, "The demon snake must turn into a dragon to obtain the dragon pearl before it can ascend to heaven. You only need to find a man who is good at fishing for pearls to go into the water and get the demon snake into the water." If the snake's lifeline is taken away, the danger will naturally turn into good fortune!"
As soon as this method came out, the disciples of the Five Tigers Sect brought by Feng Yiming all seemed extremely happy. They were worthy of being the masters invited by the leader from Prince Pingnan's Mansion. They could get such insights after just a little investigation, which was really reliable.
But Feng Yiming looked troubled and said in a low voice: "Zhenren Li, it's hard to find pearl fishermen nowadays. Even if there are a few around Foshan, they never dare to pass by the undercurrent in front of the Beidi Temple. Now Things are quite tricky..."
This is not Feng Yiming's unfounded worry, but his personal experience on the coast.
People who make a living on the sea are often more superstitious than ordinary people, and the rules against going to sea are more stringent. Compared with the tragic experience of being buried in the sea, they would rather lose their heads than violate taboos.
Song Yingxing recorded in "Tiangong Kaiwu" that Dan households must fish for pearls for three months every year, and sacrifice animals to the sea god at that time. They are extremely pious. Dan households eat the smell of the sea. If they can see the color of the water and know where the dragon is, they will Don't dare to invade. This inconspicuous river bay outside the Beidi Temple is the dragon's cave passed down by local Dan households.
Master Li raised his eyes to look, but suddenly laughed, leaving Feng Yiming quite confused.
"Why are you laughing, sir?"
Li Zhenren clapped his hands at the Taoist boy, and suddenly about ten people, old and young, were escorted in from the door. They were all dressed in dark skin, with wide hands and feet, and they were sitting in a group on their knees.
"Master Feng, there is no need to worry. The former governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Mr. Tong, once wrote to the court, demanding that households in Guangdong and Guangxi be strictly prohibited from entering the water to fish for pearls. Therefore, I also know that there are not many people who have this skill. It happened that Prince Pingnan caught these daring people. It’s just right to let them go into the water.”
A group of officers dressed as officials escorted the Danhus to the seaside. The Danhus, who were ashen-faced, were forced to raise their heads. They only glanced at the river and their faces turned earth-colored. They muttered and shouted in native dialects and backed away without even taking a single step. Not daring to get close to the river bay, it was as if I could really see the shadow of the dragon under the water through the river water.
"How is this going……"
Feng Yiming looked at the other party in surprise, but Zhenren Li waved his hand confidently, and the messenger skillfully pulled out the sharp knife and pointed it directly at the necks of the women, children, old and young in the house, and the blood dripped with blood after a slight struggle.
"Don't worry, their whole family, young and old, has been caught. No one can escape. I let them go into the water, but they can't just sit there."
Li Zhenren, dressed as a warlock, looked at the rolling waves in the heart of the river, his eyes full of expectation, "Young master Feng, just be patient and calm for a moment. If you only need to pay for three or five households, you will naturally get the dragon beads..."
Hearing that the other party's plan was so complete, Feng Yiming couldn't help but show joy, bowed his hands and said solemnly: "Okay, I'll thank Master Li for taking the trouble!"
"Young Master Feng, you're welcome. Li will do this right now and recruit five powerful soldiers to collect the demon. He will definitely resolve this disaster for you!"
Before Master Li finished speaking, a stone suddenly hit the ground three feet in front of the two of them, causing a wave of cold dust. The silver whip shadow flashed past, knocking over a group of escorts escorting the fisherman. At this time, Yuan Ziyi was already standing on the wall, his purple clothes looked particularly eye-catching, and his eyes were full of cold light.
"I am a snake demon and a submissive demon, do you dare to take a good look at me!"
