When he thought about something, the Yin Spirit moved and came to the outside of the Tongqu County Government. Looking at the red and green aura above the roof, he was slightly shocked.

I remember checking the luck of the county government a few months ago. The red color had not yet filled the seal with the big seal. I never thought that in such a short time, the big seal had two more blue.

Judging from the momentum, it is obviously still growing.

Such a great change in luck can only be attributed to the achievements of governing. Looking back at Zhao Shouren's actions over the past few months, building roads and bridges, donating money to the academy, etc., all of them contain the achievements of education. In particular, he led his yamen runners to Qingshan Town to worship the River God... When he thought about this, Chang Jin suddenly understood.

The luck of this county yamen is growing so rapidly, and the most important thing is probably the river god melon. Chang Jin had never thought that the inconspicuous small grain in his previous life would bring such great luck. Xiaoqian, Zhao Shouren..., including himself, all gained a lot of benefits.

He originally wanted to put his spiritual sense into the county government office to see what Zhao Shouren was doing now. However, as soon as his spiritual sense was released, he felt a big seal above the county government office fall down and smash it towards him.

Although Chang Jin immediately sacrificed the temple to block it, he also felt that the temple was faintly suppressed here, making him unable to feel malice in his heart.

This is the human fortune!

Chang Jin has occupied land for a long time, so he naturally has a higher understanding of humanity. Zhao Shouren is the county magistrate and has gained humanity recognition. It can be said that he has accumulated the fortunes of thousands of people under his control. Such fortunes are feared by ordinary people, let alone being malicious and planning to assassinate.

I remember reading the martial arts novels on earth, many martial arts masters kill county magistrates and prefects like officials like chickens and dogs. Now it seems ridiculous. Unless those masters have their own luck that exceeds the county magistrates, they will be backfired.

For example, when Jing Ke assassinated Qin Wuyang, this man was originally a fierce man. He killed people in the street at the age of thirteen and had sex with ordinary people, and no one dared to look at him.

Such a person suddenly saw the King of Qin, but was so scared that he could not even say a complete word.

Where did his inner fear come from? It was nothing more than that he lacked his own luck, so when he met the King of Qin, he was suppressed by the luck of the king of a country.

After thinking for a moment, Chang Jin Yin Shen floated in. But when he entered, he felt that the large seal above the county government was getting deeper and deeper.

***

The night is vast and the moon is as cool as water.

In a side hall in the county government office, Zhao Shouren sat upright at the desk and carefully reviewed several documents.

After finishing the last few texts, Zhao Shouren picked up the slightly cool tea on the table and drank it slowly. He felt astringent in his mouth, and an indescribable bitter taste surged into his heart.

Since he became the magistrate of Tongqu County, he dared not say that he worked diligently every day, but at least he did not slacken in his work. From repairing bridges and roads to persuading farming and sericulture, he personally asked about many things, which can be regarded as worthy of the burden on his shoulders.

But I don’t know why I was aware of the worship of the River God some time ago. The prefect issued a document to scold him, saying that he could not tell the truth and dared to worship evil sacrifices as an official. It was ridiculous.

In addition, the river god melon that he worshipped him was also suspected and the matter was left alone.

Not long ago, he learned from a classmate in the city that he was being reprimanded, but a Taoist made a slander in front of the prefect.

"Traitor!" Thinking of the Taoist temple, Zhao Shouren couldn't help but curse in a low voice. These Taoists do not work for production, but steal the power of the country, which is really hateful.

The more Zhao Shouren thought about it, the more depressed he felt that the depression in his heart could not be gone. He simply put down the document and leaned against the table and closed his eyes to rest.

But after taking a break, I heard a knock on the door.

"Who?" Zhao Shouren asked anxiously with displeasure.

"Sir, you are the lower lord." A familiar voice came from outside the door, and it was his master.

"Oh, it's Master Li, come in." Zhao Shouren didn't want the other party to see his tired appearance, so he rubbed his face hard and spoke.

Then a literati with a clear appearance came into the door and saluted Zhao Shouren: "Sir, it's getting late, so sir, let's take a break as soon as possible. Some things can be handled tomorrow."

"Oh, things can't be delayed. I see that it's cold these days, and heavy snow will probably fall. However, we need to be careful of houses falling down and people freezing to death. So we plan to issue a charter to allow the yamen runners to inspect as soon as possible."

"Adults really love the people as much as their sons." The master exclaimed and said, "Just leave these things to my subordinates."

As he was talking, a knock on the door came from behind him again.

The two looked at each other and their faces showed strange looks. Zhao Shouren had regulations that no one should disturb him except Master Li when he was busy with official duties.

"who?"

As the question was asked, the door opened automatically. A man was holding a tablet in his hand, and the official dressed up and floated into the house.

Seeing the other party wearing an official, he looked like a man from the court, but Zhao Shouren had never seen the official party before. And when he looked closely at the other party, he found that there seemed to be a layer of mist on the person's face, and he could not see clearly at all.

Zhao Shouren immediately became alert: "Who are you?"

"Mr. Zhao is polite, I am the land of Tongqu County." The person from Chang Jin came. He visited Zhao Shouren with his position as the land. Naturally, he could not wear it too casually, so he put his priestly uniform on his body.

"You are the land in this county, how could you be so young?" Zhao Shouren was amazed and asked immediately: "I don't know what the land is coming?"

"A few months ago, the adults sent documents to the underworld to inquire about the frequent disappearance of merchants near Dushui. Now I have found out that I will report to the adults."

"What, the murderer has been found?" Zhao Shouren was delighted and suddenly stood up from the table, "Who is it?"

"Snow droops on the temples, clouds grow in the sky, drifting woods in the water, and doors are installed on the walls." Chang Jin felt that the temple above his head could not resist the big seal at this moment, so after saying this, he immediately disappeared inside the house.

"I didn't expect that there was really a land to appear," Master Li said. He believed in the matter of ghosts and gods, but this was the first time he encountered it.

Zhao Shouren sat back on the chair, frowned and pondered, and after a long time he realized: "Snow hanging from his temples, the word "old" is the word "old" is; clouds are growing in the sky, the word "long" is the word "drift wood in the water, the word "boat" is the word "anmen" is the word "hu" is the word "old dragon boat"?"

It turns out that there is an Lao Longjin area in this section of Tongqu County, and many people make a living by ferrying. Many merchants will take a boat to the Fucheng when passing by.

He had only thought that there was a water monster in the river, but he had never thought it was a man-made disaster. If it weren't for the land coming to remind him, he wouldn't have thought of it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Shouren recruited yamen runners and ordered them to go to Lao Longjin to capture the boatman and return to the county government for inquiries.

Under the Sanmu, someone soon couldn't stand the confession.

It turned out that these boatmen first tricked merchants into boarding the boat, and waited until they reached the water without anyone, or put drugs, or used cigarettes to make the merchant faint, and then took away the money. Then they tied their hands back and inserted them into the peach wood soul-fixing stake to sink to the bottom of the corpse.

Peach wood is also known as "Dragon-Subduing Wood" and "Ghost Horror Art". The Taoist scripture says, "Peach wood is the essence of the five woods. In ancient times, it was the immortal wood. The essence of peach wood is in the ghost gate and controls hundreds of ghosts. Therefore, now it is a peach wood sword to suppress evil, which is the immortal art."

Among these people, a ship boss learned a few superficial Taoisms from somewhere, including the Soul-Stationing Stubble to Destroy evil and control ghosts. Because of this, the souls of those merchants were sealed after their death and could not escape, and they could not complain to the underworld.

***

The city, the city god temple.

The Ye Sect, the City God, was using his divine power to sacrifice the imperial talisman, and an illusory scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. But he saw a slight white red aura swelling in the virtual scene, constantly circulating into his imperial talisman.

After a long time, he exclaimed in surprise and pointed to one of the areas and asked the master around him: "Mr. Fan, have you noticed it? I don't know what happened in Tongshi County. In just one month, the evil spirits around him were actually purified. Now, with the Land Temple as the center, it has become a clean place within a radius of more than ten miles. Moreover, during this period, the incense worshipped on Tongshi Land has also been 30% more than before. It seems that something we don't know has happened there..."

In the end, the Ye Zongren had no reason to remember the mysterious aura he sensed a month ago, which was in the direction of Tongqu County. This aura was also sensed by the Taoist court. He once sent a Taoist to come here to ask, but he shirked it.

The old man in his sixties and gray head next to him came forward and looked at it a few times, and finally nodded, "Sir, there is indeed something wrong under the rule of this thoroughfare land. The underworld ghost creature is completely different from before, with almost no filth. If you want to know, why not send a few generals to come to the capital city for a lecture."

"It's so good." The Ye Zongren nodded and immediately recruited two generals, and then ordered them to give them a divine talisman, and ordered them to rush to Tongqu County.

However, Chang Jin was practicing in the backyard, and suddenly felt something strange in his body. He immediately turned his head and looked into the sky, and saw black fog rolling in the distance, quickly pouring towards his house.

Could it be that some ghosts want to cause trouble?!

Chang Jin held the sword in his hand and was on guard.
Chapter completed!