You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 200 Please Exorcise the Evil

Guan Jinping bowed her head and entrusted the matter to him.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take away all the inheritance in the capital?"

Zuo Chen joked.

Hearing this, Guan Jinping sighed:

"We have been pursuing this legacy for so many years, and we definitely don't just want to let this thing rot in the warehouse of the returnees. After all, we still hope that the capital's method can be passed down and benefit the people of Daliang. I can't dispel the method, I don't have any ability, but you can, I can only place my hope on you."

Zuo Chen nodded, roughly knowing what Guan Jinping was thinking.

"Where is the Homecoming Pavilion you mentioned?"

"It's in Yuzhou, not far from here."

"I'm going to look for Prince Jing next." Zuo Chen said, "If it's on the way, I can go to your place first."

"It's on the way. It's indeed on the way."

The two sides reached an agreement, and the two old men were transformed from prisoners into guests of honor.

County Magistrate Zhong served tea and water back and forth, not daring to utter a word of complaint.

After speaking, Yan Wangsheng pulled Guan Jinping and gave Zuo Chen an apologetic smile:

"Sir, we have something personal to discuss."

After getting Zuo Chen's nod, the old man and the old woman hurriedly left the main courtyard and went to a deserted and secluded place in the side courtyard.

After looking around and seeing no one, Yan Wangsheng sighed and said:

"Lao Guan, that Taoist priest is very capable, but it's a bit too fast to take him to Guixiang Pavilion."

"You are no longer a native of your hometown, so why bother telling me all this?" Guan Jinping said in a calm tone, as if she was talking to an outsider indifferently.

Yan Wangsheng was speechless, not knowing how to persuade Guan Jinping.

After holding it in for a long time, I finally managed to say:
"I'm just worried about you. I've heard some rumors about those Taoist priests. They really are supernatural powers. But the more so, the more we must not let our guard down. Which immortal who remains in the world today has not experienced some hardships?"

"I believe him."

"why?"

"He looks a lot like the capital."

"……well……"

Seeing Yan Wangsheng sigh, Guan Jinping's tone softened:
"Old man, there is another reason why I believe him."

"..."

"We're both too old. We're dying of old age."

"I know."

"I don't want the capital's legacy to be cut off in my hands, but I also don't want to find another child to inherit the karma of my life."

"I see."

"Nowadays, the returnees cannot afford to support too many apprentices. Even if they can, how can I be sure that they are not corrupted?" Guan Jinping sighed:

"There is such a treasure mountain behind me, but as long as I don't control my desires, I will fall into madness after just one look. I sit here like an old monk. When I was young, I thought I would eventually meet a few talents that I would like. After so many years, I found that there are too few such talents.

Guan Jinping looked at Yan Wangsheng.

She is no longer young, and her eyes are full of cloudiness.

And now, she is the only one left among the disciples who have returned home.

"Old man, the returnees don't rely on rules and regulations to guard their desires. They rely on fear. I am wrapped in fear all day long.

"When I entered the warehouse, I could feel something in the books behind me staring at me. As long as I opened them one day, they would jump out and devour me completely."

He turned his head and looked towards the inner courtyard. Zuo Chen was drinking tea there:

"But today I saw hope and someone who could save me from this suffering."

"Old man, I think you should feel it more deeply than I do."

"I..." Yan Wangsheng's words circled in his mouth for several times, and finally were chewed and swallowed into his stomach.

Even now, he still remembers that night in the warehouse twenty years ago.

Countless books lay quietly on the bookshelves, no one touched them, letting the silver moon cast its clear light above them.

However, Yan Wangsheng could hear their cries, their shouts, and their screams.

It was like a group of children imprisoned in the shadows, reaching out to him, repeating over and over again:

"Why save me!"

"Carry me through the sea of ​​suffering!"

It was like a horrible nightmare.

“I don’t want any kid to go down that path, and I don’t think any young person could handle it.

"I also need to be freed. I need someone with deep enough skills and strong enough abilities to get rid of the nightmare that has plagued me for so many years. This Taoist priest is just the right person.

"I'm so tired. I want to have a good rest."

Guan Jinping finally finished saying this, looking a little lonely.

Without saying anything more, he went back to the main courtyard.

Only Yan Wangsheng was left, hesitant to speak and patting his head.

... "Master." Zhu Laoba looked at the direction where Yan Wangsheng and Guan Jinping left: "Do you need me to go over and keep an eye on them?"

"That's not necessary." Zuo Chen shook his head. "Give them some privacy. There are some things that everyone knows, but they can't say them directly."

"Oh, these human thoughts are so complicated."

Zuo Chen ignored the complaints and picked up the fragment of the imperial scroll in front of him and began to read it.

He was very curious about what was left in this fragment.

"Ok?"

After only flipping through two or three pages, Zuo Chen discovered that the contents of the book were completely different from what he had imagined.

It's not some advanced practice.

But...

A booklet explaining how to deworm.

The top of the booklet records eight methods of repelling insects, including setting up a folk altar to repel locusts, pinching a paper bird to repel fruit worms, and stewing Taibai soup with some unique herbs to repel parasites in the body. Each method is extremely detailed and easy to operate, and is even accompanied by illustrations.

Even if this thing falls into the hands of an illiterate old farmer, he can still use it to repel insects and prevent pests according to the contents of the calligraphy and painting on it.

But how can I say it?

It is useful, but it doesn't look like a legacy from the capital. Instead, it looks like a study booklet sold in some cheap bookstore.

After waiting for a while, Guan Jinping came back from the main courtyard. Zuo Chen called the old woman over and handed her the booklet.

"Take a look at this. Is this the fragment of the imperial scroll?"

After receiving the book, Guan Jinping felt as if she had found a treasure. She held the book carefully in her palm, fearing that the book would fall to the ground and get covered in dust.

Then he slowly opened it and read the contents inside.

After looking at it for a while, she widened her eyes and began to read it back to front.

After watching for half an incense stick, Guan Jinping looked at Zuo Chen with a pair of puzzled eyes:
"Master? Is this the fragment of the imperial scroll?"

"I haven't changed the book. The one that just untied the spell is the one you are holding in your hand now."

"But this... this booklet is clearly sold in every town, and it is now known as the basic minor techniques of the Nine Laws of People's Livelihood."

Nine laws for people’s livelihood?

Zuo Chen turned his head to look at Caiyi. Caiyi had obviously heard this before and explained:
"There are seven arts of food, clothing, shelter, transportation, grain and medicine. There are two more methods, namely faith and learning. They are folk methods that have been popular in Daliang for a long time. Now they have been passed down for about 30 to 40 years. As for the thousand-mile transmission incense, this is a derivative of the faith method among the nine methods."

Listening to Caiyi's introduction, Zuo Chen raised his eyebrows and thought.

He had seen other fragments of the capital before, such as the one that Tang Qi gave to Cai Yi, which was clearly a Taoist scripture, mainly talking about cultivation. There were also some martial arts tricks recorded by Tang Qi himself, which could indeed be considered a magical secret manual. If a lucky martial artist got hold of it and put in some hard work to practice, he could really develop a great skill.

I thought this book would be the same, but I didn't expect to find these little tricks after opening it.

Could it be a prank by later generations?

still is……

Zuo Chen had some guesses.

Guan Jinping turned over twice more, and after confirming that there was no secret code, she was at a loss at first, and then smiled bitterly:
"I never thought that this fragment would contain these contents. If those outsiders knew about this, they would probably be so angry that they would die on the spot."

Zhu Laoba thought of the evil looks of those gangsters outside and sneered:
"I guess even if you really tell those people outside the contents of this book, they won't believe it. Instead, they will think that I have hidden the supreme secret book for myself."

Guan Jinping felt that what Zhu Laoba said made sense.

After learning that the booklet in her hand was not some rare and miraculous magic left behind by the capital, Guan Jinping stopped looking at it and asked Zuo Chen when he would leave for his hometown pavilion.

Zuo Chen thought about it for a moment.

You can leave anytime you want, but it's not a good idea to have a bunch of scoundrels following you.

If we leave the hidden house directly, it would not be safe to leave these wanderers here. God knows whether they will be possessed by evil spirits again and break into the government.

He called Magistrate Zhong:
"How long will it take for the governor's troops to arrive?"

"It will probably take another three or four days. There are a lot of people outside the town right now, and the cavalry is stuck outside. They can't fight their way out of this group of gangsters."

County Magistrate Zhong was actually also afraid of a major riot.

Only two evil people died today, so the emotions of the martial artists are still relatively stable. But if the number of deaths is really large, these martial artists will not be polite to him.

What a pity it would be if my brain was chopped off by then.

"That's it."

After thinking for a moment, Zuo Chen simply borrowed a small soybean from Caiyi.

Hold the small yellow beans in your hand, use the magic of turning beans into soldiers, and throw them out directly.

Huangdou flipped in the air, and a rough man who looked exactly like Zhu Laoba appeared in the courtyard.

Zhu Laoba was amazed and circled around the bean soldier.

Others who had never seen Zuo Chen’s abilities were also stunned. Where had they ever seen such skills?
"This bean soldier can last for a week. You can let him sit at the door without giving him food or water. The gangsters outside will retreat on their own."

After hearing what Zuo Chen said, County Magistrate Zhong nodded repeatedly in agreement.

After arranging all these, Zuo Chen left the hidden house while it was still daylight. Everyone got on the donkey cart and left in front of this group of wanderers. Indeed, no one noticed anything unusual.

The donkey prances away on a long journey, leaving the bustling wine-shop street.

The turbulent-minded wanderer stared at the gate of the yamen, full of thoughts.

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