What a lucky world!

Chapter 247 Drowned?
The night is dark and windy.

Zhang Mu tiptoed over the high wall of the City God Temple and went around to the backyard.

According to the information obtained during the day, the east wing of the backyard of the City God Temple is the residence of the temple keeper, and the west wing is the guest room.

The City God Temple was not a place to stay overnight. It was just that the old man who was fortune-telling and catching fish had some friendship with the temple priest of the City God Temple, so he stayed here to get some peace and quiet.

According to the guidance of the Heavenly Secret Scroll, the clue of the opportunity of the Tiger Sword pointed to this mysterious old man. Zhang Mu has been a little worried in the past few days.

You can't just come up and ask the other person where the Tiger Sword is, right?

However, the clues are not always unrelated. After several inquiries over the past few days, Zhang Mu also learned some information about the old man.

The old man was originally a Taoist who read Feng Shui for people in Qingyuan Prefecture, and was known as Old Man Guan.

As for Feng Shui skills, I do have them, but not much.

Otherwise, he would have been supported by a wealthy family long ago.

Normally, ordinary families would ask him to help with funerals and burial arrangements. He wouldn't earn much money throughout the year, but at least he wouldn't starve to death.

So this old man Guan does not stay in Qingyuan City all the time, but often travels around the surrounding prefectures and counties.

This time, Old Man Guan returned to Qingyuan City after the New Year.

But when he came back this time, Old Man Guan suddenly stopped taking the Feng Shui burial work. He just said that he had understood the secrets of heaven and wanted to study them carefully, so he locked himself in the house. At that time, everyone just laughed at him and thought he was up to some tricks.

But unexpectedly, Old Man Guan actually figured something out.

On the second day of the second lunar month, in a tavern, Old Man Guan met with some old friends. He suddenly said that there was no magical fish to go with the wine, so he stopped a fisherman who came to deliver fish and directed him to a place to fish, saying that there must be magical fish.

No one believed it at first!

After all, it is a spiritual fish, born with dragon energy in its body, which can avoid danger and seek good fortune. Any one of them is worth hundreds of taels. It is not so easy to come across one.

But Old Man Guan swore a solemn oath to the fisherman and told him that if he gave it to him, he would guarantee that the fisherman would be able to catch a magical fish every day for the next three days.

As a result, an hour later, the fisherman really came back with a spirit fish weighing more than ten pounds.

This was enough to surprise everyone, but then Old Man Guan really taught the fisherman how to catch fish in the tavern every day, and the fisherman really caught spiritual fish every day.

This news spread quickly from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and soon spread throughout the entire Qingyuan City. Everyone knew that there was an old man named Guan who could predict the location of the spirit fish.

After that, Old Man Guan moved into the City God Temple and gave instructions three times a day...

After listening to the whole process, Zhang Mu felt that there was a lot of water involved.

How did an old man who was good at Feng Shui suddenly learn the method of fortune-telling with spirit fish?

Just let it go. Shouldn't this kind of thing be kept secret and not told to outsiders?
If you want to make money, you can just catch the spiritual fish and sell them yourself. Why should you give free advice to those fishermen?

If he wanted to gain fame, so far, he had only been able to tell fortunes with spirit fish, and had not shown any other abilities.

eccentric!
There is something very strange.

No wonder the clues and opportunities in the scroll of heaven pointed to him.

So today Zhang Mu went to the City God Temple at night, just to find out what unknown secrets this old man Guan had.

……

The candle in the west wing was still lit, and figures could be seen moving around in the windows.

Zhang Mu moved his feet, came to the window, stretched out his finger, and gently exhaled his energy, and the window paper was silently cut open.

Zhang Mu looked inside through the gap and saw a figure sitting cross-legged with his back to the window, seemingly praying devoutly.

Zhang Mu frowned slightly, wanting to see the other person's face, but there was only one window in the west wing, so he could only wait patiently for the other person to turn around. However, this wait lasted for half an hour, and Zhang Mu felt that something was wrong.

The old man seemed to be in a trance and didn't move at all.

Zhang Mu closed his eyes and increased his sensitivity to the maximum. The next moment, Zhang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, kicked open the door of the west wing and rushed in.

Zhang Mu rushed into the west wing and came directly to Old Man Guan. He saw that Old Man Guan's head was drooping, his face was blue and purple, and he seemed to have stopped breathing.

Zhang Mu reached out and pressed the man's neck...

Sure enough, the person died!

Zhang Mu was about to check it carefully again when his eyes suddenly narrowed. He turned his wrist and a bright silver spear of Gentian appeared in his hand. He stabbed it towards the door. A light "Huh" was heard from the door, and then a figure appeared with a sword in his hand. He pushed Zhang Mu's spear away, and the two men passed each other and stood again.

Zhang Mu looked at the other person and saw that he was a handsome young man of about twenty years old. His aura was consciously suppressed and his cultivation level could not be seen. However, the long sword in his hand exuded a majestic power. It was an excellent spiritual weapon, which even caused the Longdan Bright Silver Spear in Zhang Mu's hand to tremble slightly.

The other party seemed to sense the power of the Gentian Silver Spear in Zhang Mu's hand. His originally indifferent expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

"Murderer?" asked the handsome young man.

Zhang Mu shook his head.

"What a coincidence, I'm not one either." The handsome young man turned his wrist, made a sword flower, put away the long sword in his hand, turned around and walked into the room.

Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes, thinking about the possibility of knocking the other party unconscious and directly snatching his spiritual sword.

The original purpose of coming out this time was to find a handy sword. Judging from the quality of the other party's sword, it should be quite good.

Anyway, after the robbery, he will go straight back to Taiping County. Will the other party be able to find him?

Ok……

No, no, we haven’t confirmed that the other party is an enemy!

It’s all because of those people in the mountains. They’re almost leading us astray!
Zhang Mu also put away his spear and walked into the west wing again.

At this time, the handsome young man was carefully examining the body of old man Guan. Seeing Zhang Mu come in, he casually said, "Yun Bosheng."

Zhang Mu was startled for a moment, then realized that the other party was introducing himself. He bowed and said, "Wei Wuyou!"

"Yeah..." Yun Bosheng nodded and continued, "I just got here not long ago. I saw you peeking outside, so I didn't disturb you."

Zhang Mu smiled, leaned against the wall casually, and said, "I rushed in because I noticed he had no heartbeat. He was already dead when I came in."

"How is it? Did you see how he died?"

Yun Bosheng raised his head and said, "Drowned."

"Drowned?" Zhang Mu was stunned. He looked around but didn't see any water stains in the house.

"Did someone drown him and then carry him in?" Zhang Mu asked.

Yun Bosheng shook his head: "No, he drowned in this room!"

Seeing Zhang Mu's surprised expression, Yun Bosheng smiled lightly and flicked his finger at the forehead of the old man Guan's corpse. The next moment, Zhang Mu saw clear water flowing out of all seven orifices of the old man Guan.

Clear water flowed out, and the old man's seven orifices were like seven faucets, and water began to gurgle out.

Yun Bosheng clapped his hands, jumped off the wet ground, walked to Zhang Mu, and said softly, "Let's go. This is the end of the spirit fish divination."

After saying that, Yun Bosheng leaped into the night. Zhang Mu frowned and followed him...

(End of this chapter)