One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 4 4: Death of the Predecessor

"There are people in Wuze who refuse to obey the king's rule, are wild and difficult to tame, are good at raising ghosts and poisonous insects, and are vicious and xenophobic."

This is the information about Wu Ze that Zhao Fuyun saw before coming here, and it was 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 asking the questions was a young man, probably in his twenties, with big-looking eyes, high cheekbones, and a high hairline, and he had a fierce aura.

"Sir, are you here to investigate the cause of death of the previous lord?" asked the young man with a murderous look on his face.

"Not really. But do you know how the previous adult died?" Zhao Fuyun stopped, turned around and asked.

"You are joking, sir. How would I know that?" the young man said, but then changed the subject: "But..."

He hesitated for a moment, as if wondering whether to continue. Zhao Fuyun then asked, "But what?"

"Speaking of which, you may not believe it, but there was originally a Black Temple here. After that lord came, he tore it down and rebuilt this Red Lord Temple. Some ignorant people in our county said that it was because that lord angered the Black God that he died."

"Black Temple? Black God?" Zhao Fuyun repeated these two words in confusion.

He had learned that the black temple here refers to the architectural style, and also refers to the place where ghosts and monsters are worshipped.

Because ghosts and poisonous insects need to be kept in a dark and enclosed environment, the temples they build for worship are often small and dark.

The black does not refer to the color, but to the fact that the temple has no windows, preventing sunlight from penetrating.

The black temples often have tablets for the spirits of "ghosts" and "monsters".

"Yes, that sir built the Chijun Temple, and people live here. How could they be harmed by the black temple and the black god? Don't you think so, sir?" The young man had already walked into the yard while speaking.

Zhao Fuyun frowned slightly. The other party's words were full of innuendo and threats.

"If this is true, it only means that he has not invited Chi Jun into the temple." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Your Excellency is wise, this must be the case." The young man responded.

Under the gaze of so many people, Zhao Fuyun lost interest in watching any further, so he prepared to go out, but those people blocked his way out.

They didn't move aside even when Zhao Fuyun walked over.

"What? What do you want to do?" Zhao Fuyun's voice was already a little cold.

The people who were blocking the way still did not move out of the way, nor did they say anything. Instead, they looked at the young man with a fierce look on his face and heard him say, "What are you doing? Why don't you move out of the way? How dare you block the way of the Lord? Be careful that the Lord Instructor will issue another decree to abolish the Black Temple!"

Those people immediately made way. Zhao Fuyun stared at the big-eyed young man, who was smiling with his face but not his eyes.

Zhao Fuyun didn't smile, but turned and left.

"The decree to abolish the Black Temple? Was it something the former teacher did?" Zhao Fuyun thought about this in his mind.

After Zhao Fuyun left, several people immediately surrounded him. One of them said, "Brother Snake, didn't you say you wanted to test his skills? Why did you let him go?" The young man called Brother Snake reached into his sleeve and felt around. A small black snake with a triangular head crawled out of his sleeve, and its little tongue was moving in the air. The others couldn't help but step back a little, as if they were extremely afraid of the little snake.

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 he was afraid of something. This person is not as smiling as he appears. Don't move rashly."

"Oh, I see, Brother Snake."

"Brother Snake, got it."

……

Zhao Fuyun went all the way back and went straight to the yamen. He felt that he should find out what the predecessor had done and how he died. Originally, he thought that there was no need for him to investigate this, after all, he was from Tiandu Mountain and was not responsible for investigating the case.

If there is any investigation to be done, it should be done by the Great Zhou court. There are many cultivators in the Great Zhou court, so there is no reason for us to investigate it ourselves.

However, now it seems better to ask myself.

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 backyard, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan and reading a book. When he saw Zhao Fuyun, he immediately called out, "Teacher Zhao, come here, have a taste. This is new tea picked from the tea trees in the backyard of our government office."

"Your Excellency seems to be leisurely." Zhao Fuyun said.

But Zhao Fuyun's casual words made the other party sigh and say, "I don't issue orders outside the government office. I'm afraid of being cursed when I go out. I can only wander around in this government office all day. To be honest, I've been thinking about cultivation recently...

The teacher should not know that I also practiced for a few years back then..."

"If I had persisted more back then, I might have achieved something. Instructor Zhao, do you think it is feasible for me to resume my practice at my age?"

Zhao Fuyun looked at the other person's beard and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and said calmly: "It's never too late to practice!"

"Really?" Zhu Puyi seemed a little unconvinced.

"Of course, even if you don't get the magic, you can still calm your mind and be at peace. How can it be too late?" Zhao Fuyun said seriously.

Zhu Puyi looked at Zhao Fuyun's young face and sighed, "No wonder Teacher Zhao has such accomplishments at such a young age."

At this point, he changed the subject and asked, "I wonder what Teacher Zhao has come to my office for?"

"I would like to ask, how did the previous teacher die?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

Zhu Puyi's face suddenly became serious. He stood up and said, "He was covered in worms and was eaten by them."

"When I went to see him, he was lying on the bed, with bugs crawling all over his body. Some of the 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 drank the tea in big gulps.

The fan in his hand was fanning wildly, as if to blow away the heat, as if to blow away the fear in his heart, and as if to disperse the flying insects in his memory.

(End of this chapter)