Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 313 Maoshan Mingchu Lufu Method

Li Xuan doesn't consider himself a law-breaking maniac who enjoys torturing people, so he hopes that Lin Jiu will be better.

However, Ah-Qiang's performance in this movie is a bit crazy, a crazy and funny person, so it's better to be safe.

He asked, "I see. Did they register at Maoshan?"

Uncle Nine shook his head and said, "No, their aptitude is not good enough. They need to start with basic breathing exercises before they can go to Maoshan to be tested by their senior masters. This matter has been dragging on and there has been no result."

it is good……

It's fine if it's not registered.

Li Xuan was happy for his Uncle Jiu, but he didn't show it. He said, "The more chaotic the world is, the more it tests a person's moral bottom line. I don't ask that a saint do good deeds every day, but I ask that I don't do evil and harm living beings."

Uncle Nine: "That's right, that's the point."

He could keenly sense that Li Xuan in front of him seemed to be giving him some pointers.

With their minds now clear, the atmosphere became lively as they ate pastries and chatted, discussing everything from the daily life of Baiyun Village to the establishment of the Fengdu Fajiao (Fengdu Legal Religion).

Uncle Nine said, “Fellow Daoist, establishing a sect is not easy. Apart from the sects that have been passed down since ancient times, all newly established sects are easily rejected. If you are not careful, you will be labeled as a traitor. You must be careful.”

Li Xuan said, "I have my own methods, thank you, fellow Daoist."

As the two were chatting, a commotion arose outside, and the courtyard gate was pushed open again. Uncle Jiu felt his blood pressure rise.

Ah Qiang and several security guards dragged in a man who was tied up, threw him to the ground, and said, "Master, this man got lost after escaping last night and fell asleep under the banyan tree behind the village. Our men caught him, so I brought him here! I think he must be a bad guy, which is why he fled to avoid punishment. Let's just kill him."

The person who was captured was Mao Shanming. His mouth was stuffed with rags, and he was covered in dirt and sobbing, unable to speak.

Lin Jiu pushed A-Qiang away, took the rag from Mao Shanming's mouth, untied the rope, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, didn't we agree last night that these are turbulent times, and to be on the safe side, you should stay in the village for now? Once we've dealt with the bandits, we'll clear your name. Why do you still need to use ghosts to blind the security team members?"

Seeing A-Qiang standing beside him with a gleaming machete, Mao Shanming, catching his breath, hurriedly said, "I'm really not a bad person. I was just afraid you'd be defeated by the bandits, and then I'd be trapped, unable to escape, and would be killed in their rage. I'd have no one to reason with, so I had to run away first..."

Upon hearing this, Ah Qiang became furious: "You bastard, how dare you curse us and still say you're not a spy!"

Uncle Nine: "Shut up and get out!"

Ah Qiang wanted to say something more, but a look from Uncle Jiu forced him to take a few steps back. His expression immediately fell. He really didn't have the courage to argue with Uncle Jiu. He couldn't beat him in a fight anyway, so he decided to avoid trouble.

Maoshan Ming was about to speak.

Li Xuan spoke up: "Are you Maoshan Ming?"

Mao Shanming was taken aback. Looking at the fair-skinned young man in front of him, he immediately laughed and asked, "You know me?"

His mind raced. He couldn't believe he had deceived such a young master. But how much worse could things get? Perhaps he could try to build a connection and get out of there.

He chuckled and said, "I think I've seen you somewhere before, your name... what was it again? I've kind of forgotten." Li Xuan said, "My name is Li Xuan, a judge of Fengdu, upholding the laws of Fengdu, and handling injustices involving ghosts and spirits. Were you in the village to the west last night, using ghosts to swindle Tan Baiwan out of 556 taels of silver?"

Mao Shanming was stunned. It turned out that this person was standing up for Tan Baiwan.

He said with a forced smile, "I'm just trying to make a living. Even a Taoist priest needs to eat. Besides, Tan Baiwan is so rich, five hundred and fifty taels is nothing to him."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine silently walked away from Maoshan Ming and sat back down at the wooden table. Exorcising ghosts and bewitching the people is not allowed, let alone Fengdu magic, even in Maoshan. At best, one would be confined for three years; at worst, one would be expelled from the sect.

Li Xuan asked, "Are you entitled to any reward?"

Mao Shanming didn't know what this meant, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I only received the stipend once, but that was when I was young."

As long as a Taoist priest is virtuous and accumulates merit, he can receive a reward every few years to be promoted in rank, which is similar to Li Xuan's judge rank. However, a judge has three levels and nine ranks, while a Taoist priest's initial reward starts from the sixth or seventh rank and goes all the way up to the final first rank.

It seems that Maoshan Ming never rose through the ranks after entering the sect.

Li Xuan said, “Do you know that all judges are registered in the Heavenly Palace and in the celestial register? They must not mislead good people. If they cause the four classes of people in the country to lose their jobs or spread evil winds, the offender will be punished by the Heavenly Emperor. The official in charge will be dismissed and removed from office, die in Fengdu, become a mad ghost, and forever lose his human form.”

Maoshan understood; they were going to deal with him.

He rolled his eyes a few times and said, "Young man, everyone is living so poorly now. If I didn't do this, I wouldn't be able to survive at all. Don't make a big deal out of nothing."

Uncle Nine sighed, covered his forehead with his hand, and stopped looking at Maoshan Ming. This guy's name sounded like he came from Maoshan, but he was unexpected to be so muddle-headed.

Li Xuan smiled and said:
"You have used ghosts to bewitch ordinary people and swindle money. You have already violated the laws of Fengdu. After you die, you will be imprisoned in Iron Mountain for a hundred years. Before your sentence is completed, you will not be able to be reincarnated. I am now going to remove the fortune from your body. I have written a petition on yellow paper, with the gods of all directions as witnesses, to teach you that you must never use magic again in this life."

Maoshan Ming immediately became agitated: "No, you're so young, what right do you have to remove my fortune? If anyone should be removed, it should be my master."

Upon hearing this, Li Xuan asked, "What is your master's name?"

Just as Maoshan Ming was about to speak, he saw Uncle Nine looking constipated. He was full of questions and then said, "My master is extraordinary. He is Qi Haizhi, a high-ranking Taoist priest of Maoshan. Although he has passed away after achieving perfect merit, he is still the best master in my heart."

Li Xuan lightly tapped the wooden table with his right hand and called out, "Local City God, Li Xuan invites you." He wasn't an overbearing person; the City God was, after all, an official, and he couldn't lose face in front of such people, so he addressed him with the proper title to save face...

City God?
Uncle Jiu and everyone present were stunned. Was there still a City God in this area? How long had it been since the City God Temple had received any offerings?

Uncle Nine himself went to the City God Temple several times, but it was empty inside, and he couldn't sense any true spirits at all. It is estimated that the position of the local City God has been vacant for a long time.

A cold wind swept through the courtyard, and everyone felt goosebumps rise on their skin.

Suddenly, A-Qiang noticed a middle-aged man in an official robe with a square face and a dignified air. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't mistaken; there really was an extra person.

He raised his knife, ready to shout!
Uncle Nine quickly exclaimed, "The City God's presence at Baiyun Residence is an honor to our humble abode. Please forgive me for not being able to greet you properly!"

This shout startled Ah Qiang. Could it be that the City God really existed? He quietly slung his broadsword behind his back, knelt down without saying a word, and shouted things like "Welcome, City God!"

(End of this chapter)