Xi Yu was wearing a black robe, with a tall figure and a cold face. He stepped into a dilapidated temple accompanied by secret guards.

Although it is a dilapidated temple, the yard is very spacious, with weeds, and a sense of desolation.

The fake man was lying lifelessly in the middle of the yard, obviously being knocked to a coma by the secret guards.

Xi Yu walked to the counterfeiter with a steady pace, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, raised his legs and snorted coldly: "Hmph, this old thing that doesn't know how to live or die!"

Then he turned to look at the secret guard and ordered: "Wake him up, I want to see who is instructing him."

The secret guard responded respectfully, his eyes swept around quickly, and saw a water tank in front of him.

He walked quickly, scooped up a scoop of water, walked to the counterfeiter, and without hesitation he poured the water on his face.

The counterfeiter was stimulated by the cold water, shivered suddenly and woke up slowly.

His eyes were confused. Before he could fully wake up, he felt a sharp gaze staring at him.

Xi Yu held his chest with his hands, looked at him with condescending attention, and said coldly: "Tell me, who sent you here? If you tell me honestly, you might be able to save your life."

The fake trembled, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm and stammered, "I...I don't know what you are talking about."

Xi Yu was so angry that he laughed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It seems that you are punishing the wine if you toast! Okay, since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As he said that, he winked at the Secret Guard. The Secret Guard understood it, stepped forward, grabbed the counterfeiter's collar, lifted him up, and said viciously: "Old guy, don't toast and not eat the punishment. Our master's patience is limited!"

The counterfeiter's body kept trembling, his face turned pale, but he still said, "I... am just a monk, and I did nothing bad. You caught the wrong person!"

Xi Yu sneered, his eyes swept across the face of the counterfeiter like a knife, and said, "At this time, he dares to be stubborn. It seems that you will not tell the truth if you don't give you a little bit of pain."

As soon as he finished speaking, the secret guard waved his fists and smashed them hard towards the counterfeiter's abdomen.

"Ah!" The counterfeiter screamed, bent down in pain, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead.

At this time, Xi Yu spoke again, his voice cold and bitter: "For the last chance, do you say it or not?"

The faker gasped, his eyes filled with fear and hesitation, and hesitation, and he was struggling fiercely inside.

Xi Yu snorted coldly and said sternly: "Secret Guard, punish me hard!"

The secret guard suddenly stretched out his thick palm and pinched the counterfeiter's neck tightly. The force on his hands continued to increase, and the counterfeiter felt difficulty breathing instantly, and his face turned from white to blue.

"Ahem... I said, I said!" The impostor was so painful that he could no longer bear such torture, and shouted anxiously.

"Speak quickly!" Xi Yu glared at him.

The faker gasped and said with difficulty: "Actually, Master Changsheng and I are twins, so we think of pretending to be him..."

When Xi Yu heard this, he was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect that this would happen. He frowned and fell into deep thought.

Then, the faker's expression became listless and no longer had the stubbornness he had before. He lowered his head and said with a trembling voice: "I honestly confess that I really won't harm others anymore. I pretended to be him just to get some money, and I didn't cheat a few people."

After hearing this, the anger in Xi Yu's eyes calmed down a little, but he still said with a gloomy face: "Hmph, just for this little money, you dare to do such a thing! Do you know how much trouble this will cause?"

The counterfeiter replied timidly: "I know I'm wrong. Please spare me, I promise I will never dare again."

Then, Xi Yu frowned and turned to ask the secret guard: "Where is that old lady?"

The secret guard quickly bowed and replied, "Go back to the master and put her in another room."

Xi Yu nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "You retreat first and wake up the old woman."

The secret guard responded and turned around and left.

After a while, the old woman was taken out by the secret guard.

As soon as the old woman woke up, she glared at the secret guard and cursed: "You are not a guy! How dare you treat me, the old woman like this!"

The secret guard faced the old woman's angry scolding and yelled: "Old woman, don't talk nonsense!"

The old woman was not afraid and continued to shout and scold, "Hmph, you are heartless, bullying me, an old woman, will be punished!"

At this time, Xi Yu walked up and looked at the old woman with a scrutiny. He said coldly: "Old woman, be quiet, otherwise you will feel better."

The old woman gasped, glared at Xi Yu fiercely, and shouted, "What do you want? My old woman did nothing bad!"

The secret guard frowned and said seriously: "Old woman, I'm for your own good! That old monk is a liar, and now he admits it himself. If you don't believe it, then forget it!" After that, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

When the old woman heard this, she showed a half-doubted look on her face. She hesitated for a moment, but then quickly followed the secret guard and muttered: "Wait, wait, I want to hear what's going on."

The old woman hurried to the counterfeiter, her eyes full of doubts and expectations.

Xi Yu said coldly: "Tell me your crime again!"

The faker shrank and repeated timidly: "I have no ability to resurrect the dead, just to cheat money."

When the old woman heard this, she was shocked. The expression on her face changed from surprise to anger, and she cursed: "You damn liar, you dare to trick me into the head!"

As he said that, he raised the crutch in his hand and hit the counterfeiter hard.

Because Xi Yu is here, the counterfeiter dared not move at all, so he had to beat and scold the old woman.

The old woman used all her strength to fight for a while, and finally got tired of fighting, so she stopped the movements in her hand.

She softened her body and collapsed on the ground, and suddenly burst into tears: "So, is my poor son really helpless?"

The crying was so sad and touching.

Xi Yu looked at the grief-torn old woman and couldn't help but feel a hint of pity in her heart, but her face remained cold and said, "It's over, and you should recognize the reality."

The old woman raised her face full of tears, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness, and murmured to herself: "My miserable son, my mother is still counting on her to save you, how can she live!"

At this time, the secret guard whispered: "Old man, don't be too sad, it's important to take care of your health."

But the old woman seemed to have not heard it, and was still immersed in the great pain of losing her son. Her crying echoed in the dilapidated temple for a long time.

After a while, the old woman's crying gradually became less and she wiped her tears with her sleeves, and said hoarsely: "It's all my fault. I'm so angry that I went to the doctor, so I was fooled by this liar."

Xi Yu sighed slightly and said, "Give me a lesson from my mistakes. Don't trust these scammers easily in the future."

The old woman nodded with empty eyes, stood up slowly, and shook her body a few times, as if she had just grown ten years old.

Seeing this, the secret guard hurried forward to support the old woman and said, "Old man, please wait."

The old woman waved her hand and said weakly: "Forget it, forgot, it's all fate."

After saying that, she staggered and walked slowly outside the temple.

When the fake man saw the old woman leave, he hurriedly said, "I have admitted all the crimes. Can I let me go?"

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu sneered and said, "Don't let you go? You think beautifully! You must parade in the streets and let everyone understand your true face!"

When the fake heard this, he looked surprised. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Please spare me, I will never dare to do it again!"

Xi Yu was unmoved at all, holding his hands in his chest, looking cold.

Seeing that begging for mercy was fruitless, the faker plucked up his courage and asked, "Sir, who are you? Why did you treat me like this?"

Xi Yu snorted coldly, took out the token from his arms, lit up in front of the fake, and said majesticly: "Open your dog's eyes and look, the original star is the prime minister!"

The counterfeiter looked up and was startled, his face turned pale and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

Now, he no longer dared to disobey at all, and responded timidly: "The little one has no eyes to know Mount Tai, and everything follows the Prime Minister's orders."

Xi Yu had a sharp look and turned to the secret guard and said, "Take him to the county government and let the county government organize parades to serve as a warning!"

The secret guard bowed and replied, "Yes, sir!" Then he took the counterfeit to the county government.

When the county government learned that this was the prime minister's order, he did not dare to refuse to obey him at all, so he immediately arranged for parades in a decisive manner.

Soon, the parade began.

The impersonator wore shackles and told his crimes in tears on the streets.

Many people gathered around, pointed and talked.

"Oh, it turns out that it's not true. It's just a person who looks similar. How dare he perform this trick? It's outrageous!" An old man was so angry that he glared at him.

"That's right, I almost fooled him, thanks to the Prime Minister's wise eyes!" A young young man echoed.

In the crowd, a sister-in-law shook her head and sighed: "This liar is so hateful, and it almost made everyone happy."

The child next to him pulled the corner of the adult's clothes and asked timidly: "Will there be such a liar in the future?"

Everyone said and said something, and was full of anger and condemnation at the behavior of the impersonator.

At this time, a scholar-like man stood up and said loudly: "Thanks to the Prime Minister this time, we have to keep our eyes open in the future, and don't be fooled easily again!"

Everyone nodded and said yes, the parade continued to move forward, and the sound of the impersonator's confession echoed on the street.

As for Xi Yu, after dealing with the parade, he returned to the temple.

He found the little monk and told the whole story all the way.

The little monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I heard from Master Changsheng that he had a twin brother before, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Xi Yu frowned slightly and said, "To avoid such a thing happening in the future, I hope to post an announcement at the entrance of the temple to make the matter public and let more people know about it in case of being deceived."

The young monk nodded in agreement and said, "What the donor said is extremely true, this move makes sense."

Xi Yu looked firm and continued, "This matter needs to be handled as soon as possible to avoid any innocent people being deceived."

The little monk responded, "Don't worry, don't worry, the little monk will prepare his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and write an announcement."

After a while, the little monk prepared all the things he needed and wrote the announcement carefully.
To be continued...