"Why did Brother Qingyuan say this?" Chang Jin asked in surprise.

"Brother Yu had a nightmare last night. He dreamed that two ghost messengers came to take me with iron chains, but they were killed by Yunsheng, and then Yunsheng took me back to the room.

Although Wang Qinian's face turned pale, his luck has recovered three points after a night of work and his spirit is also good. It seems that in a few days, he should be restored to his original state.

"Haha, Brother Qingyuan, since it's a nightmare, why bother to dig deeper?" Chang Jin patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Don't think so much, let's go out for some breakfast."

"Okay," Wang Qinian did not ask questions, turned around and called Xiao Song.

When they arrived on the street, the three of them each ordered a bowl of duck blood soup and made some shrimp dumplings, which started to eat.

This small shop duck blood soup is also a ancestral craft and tastes very delicious. Wang Qinian and Chang Jingang tried it once when they moved into the inn, and then most of them came here to eat in the morning.

At midnight, the city god temple in Wanshan Prefecture was silent at this moment, and even the temple prayers who were watching the night went to bed early.

In the main hall, only the incense candles jumped lightly and darkly, and occasionally made a puff sound, but the wick inside the incense candle burst.

In the middle of the divine platform, a statue of the City God was sitting upright on it, and there were two statues of ghost messengers standing next to them to serve.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these are just three clay fetuses. But if a practitioner stands here, he can see that the clay fetuse is covered with a layer of green light, which is more than three feet away, especially the green air above his head, which is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, soaring upwards.

And in the hall, white air flows surged and kept rushing into the mud tire.

In the corresponding Chenghuang Yinshi, Ye Zongren also sat upright on the platform, folded his hands together, silently refining the incense power obtained during the day.

As he moved, the white air flow continued to flow, mixed with prayer and praise, and the voice of fulfilling the wishes was about half an hour. The Ye Zong people had already refined the incense and thoughts absorbed by the day. He opened his eyes slightly and then sighed softly. In these days, fewer and fewer people came to the City God Temple to worship, and the incense and thoughts worshipped naturally became increasingly rare.

In addition, I don’t have many left behind by those who have been handed over to the Taoist temple. At this speed, I don’t know when I will advance to the realm of the True God.

Now he has the name of the City God, but he has no reality. The underworld he can manage under his command is nothing but the place of the city city.

After leaving the palace city, the rest of the land was under the jurisdiction of the land. These gods directly provided incense and would not offer him any offerings. The one who caused this situation was the Taoist temple.

Ye Zongren had long thought of abandoning the priesthood of the City God, but he was a little reluctant to leave.

"It's a pity to abandon it, but you can't get anything to eat."

After a few words of emotion in his heart, the Ye Zongren was about to get up and go back to his mansion to rest. Suddenly, with a "huh", he quickly sacrificed the City God's Imperial Talisman. Suddenly, the entire Wanshan Mansion City appeared in front of him. Then he turned his eyes to one of them - the villa where Chang Jin killed Liu Daoren's master and disciple.

Chang Jin broke through the Yin Gathering Array, and the originally blocked Yin Qi was no longer bound, and naturally spread towards the night sky.

Although the Ye Zongren had not completely refined the City God's talisman, he was still alert for such a big change in Yin Qi. After pondering for a moment, he reached out to condense a talisman and then attracted a ghost messenger: "Mr. Fan, go and check what happened here quickly. Once it is found out, go back to the underworld to report immediately.

The ghost messenger received the order, and after answering, he rushed out of the underworld with a few ghost soldiers and rushed straight toward the Mafu Villa.

Soon, several ghosts fell into the yard. When they saw the tragic situation in the yard, they were a little surprised. Especially when they saw that there were Taoist practitioners, Mr. Fan's face changed suddenly and he almost did not dare to delay. He hurriedly sent the imperial talisman back in his hand. Soon, the Ye Zongren also rushed to the yard.

This matter involves Taoist... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to deal with. The Ye Zongren did not dare to hide it, and hurriedly sent a message to Wushanguan and informed him of the details one by one.

Soon, the two brothers and sisters of Xuanming arrived. When they saw the corpse, they had already recognized the Taoist man as the one who performed the Dharma at the Dushui Shuijun Temple Fair not long ago, and his disciple.

As for the other two bodies, they are all mortals, and they automatically ignore the past.

"Ye Chenghuang, have you ever noticed something abnormal?" Xuanming checked the traces in the courtyard, thought carefully, and then attracted the City God of Wanshan Prefecture to ask.

"The little god is incompetent, I hope to forgive my crime." Although the Ye Zongren had resentment in his heart, he did not dare to disrespect these Taoists on his face. "The incident happened suddenly, and when the little god noticed something, he immediately sent a ghost messenger to this place. Unfortunately, the murderer had already escaped. The little god had just used the secret method of divine Tao to investigate, but he had nothing to gain."

"The evil spirit here is very strong. It is obviously not formed in one day. You, the city god, have no response. What's the use?" Hearing this, the young Taoist priest couldn't help but sarcastically.

"The little god is incompetent, I hope you will forgive me." Ye Zongren did not distinguish and still responded with this.

"We understand, you go down." Xuan Ming nodded, waved his hand and asked him to leave.

"Senior brother, what did you find?" After the Ye Zongren disappeared with the Yin soldiers, Xuantan asked again.

"The murderer is not simple. He should have any means to deceive the secrets of heaven. I have carefully checked the four corpses, but no soul left behind. Moreover, looking at the wounds of several people, it was killed with one sword, which was obviously done by the sword cultivator..." Speaking of this, Xuan Ming paused and changed the subject: "I don't know what kind of grudge the murderer has with these four people."

Xuantan also understood that the meaning of his words was not fully expressed. People who practice Taoism should pay attention to being honest and peaceful, quiet and inaction. Therefore, they practice magic and techniques mainly based on magic weapons and talisman arrays, and weapons are used to kill and attack, which is not conducive to the Taoist mind, so few people practice. As for masters of sword cultivators, there are only a few Taoist sects, and Yuqing Tao is one of them.

It is best not to make random suspicions before there is a clear conclusion.

"Then what should we do and should we notify the government?"

"This Taoist man has unknown origin, but it will be a problem to die under our rule. He will temporarily put the body in Wushan Temple, and then send a message to the master and ask them to come and check it. As for the government, these are things in our Taoist sect, so there is no need to notify them, and it is less trouble."

After breakfast, Chang Jin and Wang Qinian went back to their room to chat. When the other party went out, he took out the jade token he got from Ma Jin last night.

The jade plaque is made of high-quality mutton fat jade. It carved an image of a Taoist priest on the front, and a talisman on the back, scattered with a trace of spiritual energy. It should be a magic weapon refined by Taoism.

When he released his spiritual consciousness and penetrated into the jade tablet, he found that there was a trace of imprint inside, which was still filled with pressure.

Chang Jin was naturally not afraid, and he wiped away the traces left by the cultivator, injected his spiritual energy into it, and sacrificed the jade tablets again.

If one method is understood, all methods will be understood. Chang Jin understood this principle when he understood the spiritual energy of the earth veins from the snowy sky. In fact, the rules of practice exist in the world, and it does not distinguish between the two paths of immortals and gods, nor does it distinguish between the teachings of interpretation.

Taoism discovered that it would add some Taoist talismans, which would become Taoist magic.

If it evolved by the Spanish family, it might be another saying.

The so-called division of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the world is just a gateway view and a separation between walls and fences.

Regardless of appearance, the internal rules are the same.

Simply put, the various magical magics of practice are like walking paths, with a certain starting point and end point, but there are many roads connected. The only difference is which path to take, such as the "Visualization Sutra" you practiced, it doesn't matter what you visualize. What is important is to experience a feeling and a state.

For example, Chang Jin actually didn't know what method was used to sacrifice the evil-removing talisman in front of him, but he used his spiritual sense to explore the principle and then understood it after a little thought.

It is nothing more than storing a wisp of spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy in the jade plaque, making the evil ghosts who want to get close to it feel scared.

Chang Jin has a mighty aura in his body, and it is better to deal with evil spirits than ordinary spiritual energy.

This jade token is not used by himself, but it is not useless. He plans to collect it temporarily and give it to his sister after returning to Tongqu County.

After refining the talisman, Chang Jin let out a breath.

Calculate the time, the bodies of Ma Jin and others should have been discovered.

But it was said that Ma Jin did not return overnight, and the people in the Ma family were not worried. What kind of person his son was? The servants in the mansion naturally knew what kind of brothel was, and they might have stayed in a song hall last night.

It was not until the afternoon when Ma Tong asked Ma Jin about something, but he found that his son was not in the mansion, so he ordered his servants to search everywhere. Ma Jin often went to search for several brothels and song halls, and everyone he asked said that Ma Junior did not come.

The person who was looking for it became anxious, and suddenly someone remembered it. It seemed that he heard that Mr. Ma and Mr. Fan had gone to the villa. So a group of people rushed to the villa without stopping.

I called out a door outside but didn't respond. Several people discussed it briefly, and then climbed into the wall and entered the yard.

Standing in the courtyard, they found that there was a mess around, and even a big hole was left in a house. Obviously, after a violent fight, they had a careful servant who found blood on the ground.

Things were not good, so everyone hurriedly returned to the mansion and reported the situation in the other courtyard to Ma Tong.

At this moment, Ma Tong was sitting in the mansion drinking tea while waiting for news about his son. Suddenly, a servant ran into the house in a hurry and immediately turned cold: "I'm so panicked, what's the point?"

The servant didn't care about being rude at all, and just knelt on the ground with a plop, saying, "Master, something is not good, young master, young master is gone."

"What?" Ma Tong felt a little nervous when he heard this and immediately stood up from his seat.

"We rushed to the other courtyard... and found that there was a mess inside, with blood on the ground... Young Master, I'm afraid that someone would have been kidnapped..." The servant was very smart and did not dare to say clearly that Ma Jin was likely to be killed.

Even so, Ma Tong felt darkness in front of him when he heard this, and he fell to the Taishi chair.

"Master..." The servant looked up and took a sneak peek, and found that Ma Tong looked like a knife in his eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Have you ever found Jin'er's carry with him in the other courtyard?" Ma Tong decided to calm down and asked again.

"This is not"

"Oh" Hearing this, Ma Tong's eyes flashed in his eyes and he said anxiously: "Go and invite the master."
Chapter completed!