The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 3 3: Chu Zhou, Fan Zhong
Chu Zhou didn't know whether there was a term called "eating out a whole family" in this world. Although he received the memories of his original body, the time was too short and not deep enough.

Many fragments that flashed through his mind needed him to dig out bit by bit, just like the "business contract" he just mentioned, which he dug out from the depths of his memory.

It must be said that Taoist Xuanzhen was a very particular person. He liked to put everything on paper and was fair in the government, which gave Chu Zhou a chance to turn the tables.

But considering what Chu Zhou is experiencing now, the three words "lose all the family property" are the most appropriate description.

Taoist Xuanzhen is dead. He used the method of dealing with "ghosts" to deal with the martial arts master, but before he could react, he was killed to silence him and died.

As for Chu Zhou, not only is he very young, it is also unknown how much skill he has. Judging from his performance in the past few days, he has been dazed and stupid, as if he has become a fool.

What's next?

There are only two twelve-year-old Taoist boys left. What can they do?
Let’s take a look at the current assets of Xuanzhen Temple?

Not to mention the Xuanzhen Temple itself, nor the possible inheritance and money, but just register it under the name of Xuanzhen Temple. The 500 acres of top-quality farmland have attracted the attention of countless people.

Moreover, the original body always felt that Taoist Xuan Zhen was a liar, but Chu Zhou did not think so.

A Taoist priest came alone to this strange land. He spent seven or eight years building a Taoist temple from scratch, establishing a name for himself, and establishing a huge business.

You mean to say he is incompetent?
Can you say he is incompetent?
But the Taoist priest is dead!

The remaining Xuanzhen Temple is like an unguarded beauty, showing off her enchanting figure, tempting a group of 'hungry wolves' to make a move.

Chu Zhou could feel that Zou Wu was just a pawn, probably thrown out by some people for testing.

If he was frightened, perhaps it wouldn't be long before the entire Xuanzhen Temple would be divided up and eaten, with nothing left.

The three brothers were able to escape safely because those people gave face to Taoist Xuan Zhen.

"Xu Cheng, Yi Huai?"

"Big Brother, are we here?"

"Go and rest. Rest. Only by getting a good night's sleep can you prepare for the Master's funeral tomorrow."

Yi Huai: "Big Brother, why don't you go and rest while we stay here?"

"No need, you guys go away first, I'll go rest in a while."

Xu Cheng was even more worried: "Big Brother, are we, are we really going to be okay?"

Chu Zhou was silent. At the age of twelve or thirteen, if he were in that world, he would still have to go to school and go home every day. How could he think about life and death?

After a pause, he finally said, "If the sky falls, I'll hold it up, don't worry!
Go, go and have some rest..."

After sending the two little Taoist boys away again, Chu Zhou felt the pressure coming upon him. He took two steps forward, looking into the dark night through the main door of the hall.

The starless and moonless night sky was so dark that it seemed as if countless monsters were hiding there, staring at him hungrily.

Malice came like a tide, surging in.

However, after turning around and walking to the coffin and looking at the deceased Taoist Xuan Zhen, Chu Zhou laughed again: "This is a very stressful start, but I like it!"

"Master, Master, let me introduce myself again. My last name is Chu, and my given name is Zhou, which means boat that fights the wind and waves and sails across the vast ocean!"

……

There were too many things happening that night, and it was too long. Although Chu Zhou still had a lot of ideas, he was too tired.

Finally, he fell asleep in the mourning hall, curled up on the mat.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn. The gatekeeper, Dong Bo, pushed open the door, and the first person to arrive was a middle-aged man.

He looked to be in his forties, with a broad back, long arms and legs. He was also wearing a Taoist robe, but it lacked the usual carefree look that should have appeared on him. Instead, it highlighted his capable and majestic side.

In just three or two steps, he walked in front of Chu Zhou and asked respectfully, "Young Taoist priest, are you feeling better now?"

Chu Zhou smiled and said, "Uncle Fan, I'm sorry to bother you these days."

The 'Uncle Fan' he mentioned, whose full name was Fan Zhong, was born a tenant farmer. He once rented the fertile land under the name of Xuanzhen Temple and signed a contract to sell himself.

It was also because Taoist Xuanzhen saw that he worked diligently and was capable that he promoted him to be the director of external affairs of Xuanzhen Temple.

He was in charge of all the tasks, including purchasing, doormanship, kitchen, laundry and cleaning. He also had a cook, three maids and two odd jobs under him.

These people were also selected from the tenants and received an extra sum of money. They did not live in the temple on weekdays, but came to work before dawn every day and left after dark.

In other words, Fan Zhong is basically responsible for all the miscellaneous matters in the entire Xuanzhen Temple, and he is actually doing the work of a housekeeper.

Some time ago, when Chu Zhou was in a daze, it was he who presided over the funeral, and only then could it be arranged in an orderly manner with almost no mistakes.

It was also because of this that Chu Zhou's calling of "Uncle Fan" was sincere and not at all reserved.

Facing Chu Zhou's gaze, Fan Zhong was slightly stunned, and then a little sad: "It's not a trouble, it's not a trouble, it's all I should do.

It is more important than anything else that the young Taoist priest is in better health. The old master will be relieved if he knows it!"

As he said this, Fan Zhong showed a bit of hesitation on his face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Chu Zhou paused, then said, "Uncle Fan, you know that after Master left, there are not many people I can trust.

My two junior brothers are too young to be relied upon, so you are the only one who can help me.

So, if you have anything, just say it directly? "

Fan Zhong's face was determined, and he immediately said: "Young Taoist priest, I already know what happened last night. Zou Wu is not a simple person either. I wonder what your plan is?"

Chu Zhou did not answer immediately, but asked: "How much does Uncle Fan know about Zou Wu and the Four Seas Gang?"

"I know that this Sihai Gang is a gang in the south of the city, occupying many streets. As for the specific situation? How strong is it?
I'm not sure.

Those gang members didn’t have much interaction with my Xuanzhen Temple before.” Fan Zhong explained, and then said, “However, if the young Taoist priest needs to know more, I can go and ask.

but……"

"but what?"

"Young Taoist priest, forgive me for being blunt, but the forces targeting us right now are definitely not just the Four Seas Gang. So, just targeting them may not be useful."

"I know, but we should know each other better than ourselves. We should know each other better."

Having said this, Chu Zhou looked at Fan Zhong again and asked, "Uncle Fan, what do you think I should do?"

"I wonder how much skills the young Taoist has learned from the old master?"

"What aspect are you talking about?"

"I don't know in what way."

Fan Zhong's reaction was a little strange. He paused for a moment before saying, "Back then, when the old master first came here and established this business, some people were jealous.

However, overnight, the seven forces that dared to intervene, including families and gangs, all lost a big shot, and their heads were chopped off just like that."

"No one knows how the old master did it, and no one dares to explore it too much. But after that incident, some people spread the word that the old master has the ability to 'exorcise ghosts', and no one dares to provoke him easily anymore."

"As a result, Xuanzhen Temple has been able to stand firm until today."

After a pause, Fan Zhong continued, "Little Taoist priest, no, you have inherited the Taoist temple now, so I should call you the master.

If things can't be done, I think it's better to take a step back. Just take a step back!
People have to live to have a chance! "

"So, someone has also found you, Uncle Fan?"

"Yes, yes. Although I rejected them sternly, I don't think they will give up."

"That's it!"

Chu Zhou's face turned grim, but he muttered, "It's not impossible to take a step back, but I'm afraid some people always think that only by killing them all can we eliminate the trouble forever!"

After a pause, he continued, "Okay, I know what happened. We'll tell you the details after the funeral of our mentor.

Not counting today, there are still two days, two days, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then we'll have at least two days of peace!"

As they were talking, another guest arrived to pay his respects. The two men stopped talking and went back to their own business.

In this world, there is a saying called "the first seven days". After a person dies, his soul will return to the body on seven days and can see his parents and relatives again.

Therefore, the body will be kept for seven days, and after seven days, it will be buried.

Today is the fifth day since the death of Taoist Xuan Zhen. In fact, all those who should have come to pay their respects have already come, and those who have not come will not come.

Those who come now are all from far away, or have received favors from the Taoist priest. Most of them are farmers or fishermen. After arriving, they burn three incense sticks, kowtow a few times, and then leave.

The level of liveliness was not as high as in the previous few days. Chu Zhou was happy to be free and had more time to dig into the memories deep in his mind.

Some people say that memory is like a hard drive. After a long time, no one knows how many nooks and crannies are inside it and how many secrets are hidden there.

You have to call up the catalog, flip through it one by one, and read it page by page to have a more comprehensive understanding.

On this day, Chu Zhou recovered a lot of memories while being busy. Gradually, his understanding of Baisha City, Xuanzhen Temple, and his past life continued to deepen.

When night fell and the gate of the Taoist temple was closed again, Chu Zhou asked his two fellow apprentices to guard the mourning hall.

He walked out of the main hall, went to the back pavilion, crossed the path, and pushed open the door of his master's room.

He did not search aimlessly, but went straight to the bed, fumbled for a while, and then pulled a rope.

Then, a downward passage appeared.

Holding a candle, he groped his way down step by step until he reached the underground. He lit several oil lamps along the wall, and the entire underground space became bright.

The layout here is almost a replica of the one above, with tables, chairs, benches, meditation cushions, and tea-drinking utensils, all exactly the same.

The only difference is the bookshelf behind the desk, which is filled with books and is incomparable to those outside.

Chu Zhou just took a quick look and found that most of the books were medical books.

Even on the desk, there was a book spread out, covered with various notes.

When Chu Zhou got here, he was not familiar with the place. He had to keep groping, searching inch by inch, and trying bit by bit.

As a result, he showed great patience and carefulness.

Until he twisted a paperweight, the bookshelf slowly moved away, revealing the hole behind the wall.

Inside, an exquisitely carved wooden box occupied a corner, and next to it, there were a lot of silver and coins placed randomly.

With just a quick glance, Chu Zhou knew that it was at least one hundred taels of silver, which was definitely a huge sum of money.

However, after just one glance, he fixed his eyes on the exquisite wooden box.

Chu Zhou believed that if Taoist Xuan Zhen really had a secret, it must be here...

　It is tentatively planned to update twice a day, around 6pm!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)