Chapter 301: The Path that Fellow Daoist Fan Is Good At "The Taoist priest at Jingyun Temple enjoyed offerings from the people, secretly practiced magic, harmed the women in the capital, sucked their blood to make elixirs, and now he has been eliminated! "If anyone else follows suit, they will suffer the same fate!" The last bit of glow in the sky disappeared, and Lin Jue's voice spread in the cold night. The junior sister squatted on the ground and wrote with her hand. Her fingers slid across the bluestone floor tiles. There was no magic or big movement, only a slight rustling sound, as if she was writing on the sand, and her fingers were embedded in the stone slab half a knuckle. She breathed a sigh of relief after she finished writing. "call……" Another gust of night wind blew, and the stone powder suddenly rose. Wan Xinrong held up a flame and shone it closer. He saw two more lines of words on the floor tiles. Three-tenths of a mile into the stone...

It seems that Master Lin not only wants to inform the pilgrims and the people about what the Taoists in Jingyun Temple have done and the reasons for today's events, but also wants to warn the person behind them not to think that after the Jingyun Temple is gone, he will look for someone else to continue refining pills, and even warn more lawless people in the capital. Perhaps this is why he did not leave his name. The unknown is always a greater deterrent. Even if it is believed to be the work of gods, those who have evil thoughts or have done evil things will still be somewhat awed by it. "Let's go." "Ah." "Is Daoist Wan okay?" "Nothing serious." Although Wan Xinrong was injured by all the people, he still took the initiative to hold a bright flame and walked to the front to illuminate Lin Jue. "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this." "It's my luck!" In the guest hall of Jingyun Temple behind him, there were pilgrims who thought that it had become quiet outside and that the gods' exorcism was over, so they finally quietly opened the door and window a little, and just in time saw the three Taoists leaving with the divine fire under the starlight. There was also a warrior who looked like a true god in the courtyard, and a dozen armored soldiers who looked like heavenly soldiers. The warrior was carrying a Taoist priest, and the armored soldiers were escorting a group of Taoist priests, who were also walking out. It was difficult to see clearly because the light was too dim. Because I couldn't see it clearly, I had endless imagination and felt that the scene was very similar to the ancient paintings of gods searching the mountains. But this is not a mountain, but a Taoist temple, and the people being escorted are not monsters, but Taoists. The pilgrims behind the doors and windows held their breath. Suddenly, a soldier turned his head, and his bright red face was vaguely visible under the starlight, with no expression on his face. "hiss!" The pilgrims quickly closed the doors and windows, their hearts pounding.

Fortunately, the soldiers outside the door, who were either gods or monsters, did not make things difficult for them. They walked with heavy steps without stopping for a moment and soon went away. From this we can see that they are more like gods than monsters. …… As the night passed, the sky gradually brightened. Only then did the pilgrims in Jingyun Temple dare to come out. But when I pushed the door open, I was shocked. What came into view was the dilapidated Taoist temple—— The walls collapsed, the houses collapsed, there were traces of smoke and fire everywhere, and even the bluestone paved ground became tattered. The corpses of Taoist priests from Jingyun Temple were everywhere, and long swords were scattered all over the ground. There were two huge figures on the ground, covered with flowers. A closer look revealed that they were the two guardian martial gods who had been standing in the ceremonial gate. All pilgrims who came to Jingyun Temple, whether entering or leaving, had to pass under their gaze. But for some reason they came here and fell in the yard with scars all over their bodies, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle. This not only makes people feel extremely fantastic and unimaginable, but also brings great shock to the heart. And wherever their armor is not covered, there are flowers blooming, and no one knows why. Turning my eyes, I saw another stone giant nearly a meter tall sitting against the wall, no longer moving. The stone giant and the guardian martial god, and the Taoist temple that looked like it had been demolished. If you said this scene was caused by a mortal, even a fool would not believe it. But many of these Taoists on earth are familiar to them. Some pilgrims covered their noses, some covered their faces with their sleeves and dared not to look any further, while others bravely went forward to check. Soon a complete slab of stone was seen. There are two lines of words written on it, three inches deep into the stone. Someone murmured it aloud, eyes wide. The words I heard last night and the scenes I encountered by chance were replaying in my mind one by one. For some reason, although they were obviously more familiar with the Taoist priests in Jingyun Temple, they inexplicably began to believe the words on the stone slab and believed the winner of last night. …… The capital city is most lively in the morning. Although people are drunken and reveling all night long at night, it is ultimately a bliss that only belongs to a few people and not to the general public. Master Fan and the old servant had already arrived outside the yamen. Countless people came here to see him, blocking the wide street outside the government office. Everyone stood on tiptoe, looking at the immortal figure. I heard that Master Fan came to the yamen yesterday and looked at the bodies of the murdered women. He said that he could use this to find the murderer, and he found him today. Master Fan was standing at the top and speaking. Some people came late, so Master Fan had already finished speaking, leaving only the old servant holding a plate with several fist-sized bugs on it, showing it to everyone. Those insects were gold and silver in color. Not only were they large, but they also looked extremely ferocious, with sharp jaws and tail spines. They made people feel chilled and weird at the first sight.

The worms were either intact or cut in half. But in all the cut ones, the abdominal cavities were filled with dark red, coagulated blood clots. "Hiss! This bug is so scary!" One scholar could not help but shudder, looking at the immortal-looking Master Fan standing still above him, and could not help but ask the people around him: "Brother, what kind of insects are these? What's going on? Didn't Master Fan get rid of the monster that killed women in the capital? Could it be that these strange insects did it?" "You're late, you didn't hear it!" The man was also very excited. He turned around immediately and explained to him excitedly, "Master Fan just finished speaking!" "say what?" "It is said that the one who killed women in the capital recently was not the mountain god who sucked fat from people on Fengshan Mountain outside the city, but a Taoist priest. This Taoist priest secretly hid in a medical clinic outside the city, pretending to be a doctor. Those women came back from Fengshan Mountain outside the city because they were thin and weak, so they went to him to get medicine to nourish their bodies. Then he killed people and put the blame on the mountain god." "How could this happen!" the scholar was shocked. "This cruel thing was not done by a monster, but by a human?" "Ah... who said it wasn't!" "The human heart is really hard to predict!" The scholar sighed and asked, "How did the Taoist priest harm people?" "Master Fan said that the Taoist priest raised many insects. This golden insect would make people lose their minds and become licentious if it bit them. This silver insect specialized in sucking human blood. It sucked the blood of those women and then spat it out to make pills." "He killed so many people just to make the elixir!" The scholar smacked his lips, "This man is even more vicious than a demon!" "Yes." "Fortunately, we have Master Fan." The literati have always been fond of such strange arts and strange things, and they sighed in their hearts, "As expected of Master Fan! He was alarmed a few days ago, and he came to the government office to see the corpse yesterday. It has only been less than a day and a night, right? The evildoer has already been killed!" "Oh! That's right!" But the man turned his head and looked at the scholar: "This is not just the credit of Master Fan." "Whose credit is that?" "Who else could it be? Although Master Fan said that the person does not want to show up, who can't guess? It's naturally another Master Lin!" "Is that the Master Lin who subdued the stone horse on the street?" "Exactly!" "But why did I hear that yesterday, it was rumored that Master Lin and Master Fan would come to the government office together to view the corpse and look for the murderer, but in the end, only Master Fan came alone?" "You only heard this, but you didn't hear that Tianshi Fan came here to see the body yesterday at noon, but the evil Taoist who harmed people was eliminated yesterday morning. Now think about it, why was Tianshi Fan the only one who came to see the body yesterday at noon? Where did Master Lin go?" The man said this, looking at him with a warning look. "hiss!" The scholar took a deep breath and immediately understood. The man then smiled. But at this time, Master Fan's voice was heard again: "But this demon Taoist is not the mastermind behind this. He is just a 'herb collector' who murders women and collects their blood. Someone else is refining the elixir." When the crowd below heard this, there was an uproar.

Some people discussed in low voices, while others were surprised. No one was surprised that in such a noisy and empty place, Master Fan's voice could be heard clearly by everyone. Even if someone noticed this, they would just think that Master Fan was supposed to be like this. The crowd was noisy for a while, but when they thought of the presence of Master Fan, they gradually quieted down and wanted to hear what Master Fan would say. "But don't worry, I have already asked the gods to investigate this matter and remove the alchemist behind the scenes. Maybe by now, there will be a result." "..." The people were once again in an uproar. Several dignitaries had just returned from Jingyun Temple outside the city, and their horses were blocked here. They happened to hear Master Fan's last sentence and were shocked and confused for a moment. Not far away there were two Taoists, a man and a woman, standing still, looking up at Master Fan with a smile. Soon, in the courtyard. Lin Jue bowed to Master Fan and said, "Thank you, Brother Fan, for taking on this trouble for us." "I should thank you a lot, Brother! I have gained some reputation through your help!" Master Fan was so dignified just now, and now he is even more respectful and polite. "Brother, please rest assured. From now on, whether it is His Majesty or His Majesty, or anyone else who asks about it, I will say that I asked the gods for help, and they did it." "Then we each get what we need." "Okay! Each of you takes what you need!" "But I have to say that the Taoists in Jingyun Temple know the Golden Light Mantra, which proves that they have gods to worship, but I don't know which school they belong to." "If there are bitter consequences, they are the price I have to pay." "Fellow Daoist, good luck!" Lin Jue said to him with a smile, feeling relieved. Jingyun Temple was so famous, and there were so many Taoists in the temple, and they just died like that, it must be considered a big case. Luo Gong and I had a good time and relieved our grievances, but after that, even if we were not blamed for it, we would still be in trouble. Even if the emperor or the imperial concubine could not blame them on the surface, they would surely bear a grudge against them secretly. If we caused trouble, it would be detrimental to our cultivation. Only by handing it over to Master Fan, and only the name of "Master Fan", can such things be suppressed, so that they can practice with peace of mind. This is the path that Fellow Daoist Fan is good at. …… Asking for the guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month! (End of this chapter)