Qin Yuesheng said happily: "That makes a lot of sense. Then tell me what happened to the missing craftsman."
"Sir, you have to pay to be the gossiper. My last name is not Bai." The shopkeeper rubbed his index and middle fingers with his thumb.
This gesture is very obvious, which means asking people to give money.
"No problem. As long as I get the information I want, money won't be a problem." Qin Yuesheng nodded.
After receiving this reply, the shopkeeper began to talk calmly.
"The porcelain from our Jingci Town is very famous in Jiangnan. Emperor Deshun of the previous dynasty once visited this place in person during the spring breeze of April. He even allocated funds for Jingci Town and built a Zen temple on the Dongpo Forest outside the town, leaving behind countless stories."
Qin Yuesheng wondered: "Does this have anything to do with the craftsman's disappearance?"
"Of course there are," the shopkeeper said immediately. "This ancient temple from the previous dynasty hasn't been affected by the changing landscape, but due to years of neglect, many things have become dilapidated. The missing porcelain craftsmen were hired to repair a white porcelain screen wall in that ancient temple, and that's when they disappeared."
"Is there anything unusual about this ancient temple on a normal day? For example, strange stories happening all the time."
"Not really. It's very quiet. There's only an old monk living there now. He recites sutras and chants Buddha's name every day, and occasionally comes to the town to beg for alms."
"How popular are those missing porcelain craftsmen in the town?"
"Hey, they are all veterans, they are not much different."
"Is there anything else you'd like to add? On this matter."
"Sir, that's all I know."
Qin Yuesheng's face immediately showed a trace of disgust. "You're the only one who's nosy. What you just said is just common stuff that can be found in the town annals. I can find out by just asking any townspeople. Is there anything else? Otherwise, you won't make any money from me with this little information."
Qin Yuesheng patted the evil-suppressing knife on the table, hinting at something.
"Yes." The shopkeeper, betting on his reputation as a gossip-monger in Jingci Town, patted his chest and said, "A strange thing happened in that ancient temple more than ten years ago, but because no one was hurt at the time, it didn't spread. After so many years, there must be very few people who still remember it, but I am one of them."
Qin Yuesheng asked, "What's so strange?"
"Once, while traveling through Dongpo Forest at night, a man saw the ancient temple ablaze with light and splendor. He suspected that a large number of women were singing and dancing inside the temple. He was mesmerized by the sound of it and, when he regained consciousness, it was already morning and dawn."
"Oh?" Qin Yuesheng asked, "Anything else? Something related to the ancient temple."
"That's all, but I can tell you about the missing porcelain craftsmen."
"No need." Qin Yuesheng directly threw out two taels of silver, and saw the two pieces of silver spinning on the table.
"Tell your chef to make the noodles faster. I have things to do after I eat."
"Okay." Bao Sanxiao picked up two pieces of silver and smiled from ear to ear.
But what he didn't expect was that the moment his palm just touched the broken silver, a shock force came from the broken silver, which directly shook his palm away seven or eight inches.
Bao Sanxiao looked at Qin Yuesheng in disbelief: "Sir, what is this?"
Qin Yuesheng picked up the evil-suppressing knife and slammed it on the two pieces of silver, forcibly stopping them.
The ancients once said, "Lift heavy things as if they were light, and lift light things as if they were heavy." If someone suddenly gains a huge strength of a thousand pounds, it will definitely be very abrupt in daily life.
For example, crushing a bowl into pieces, breaking chopsticks, shaking a bed sheet to pieces, and so on.
Only after he has gained control of his own power can he return to a normal life.
This is called 'being able to control and release freely'.
It is obvious that Qin Yuesheng has not yet mastered the shock force to the point where he can control it freely, so this situation occurs when he exerts force.
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After eating the hot noodles, Qin Yuesheng borrowed an oil-paper umbrella from Bao Sanxiao, left the inn and went to the home of the townsman who reported to the police.
The man who reported to the police was named Chen Chun, a straw sandal weaver who lived on the outskirts of Jingci Town.
When Qin Yuesheng arrived at his destination, he saw a yard surrounded by a fence and a mud-brick house in the yard.
An old yellow dog was tied at the entrance of the yard. As soon as it saw Qin Yuesheng approaching, it immediately bared its teeth and roared.
It was old, and its cry sounded like a leaky bellows, humming.
"Is anyone there?" Qin Yuesheng shouted in the rain with an umbrella.
Soon a young man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat ran out of the tiled house.
It was Chen Chun.
"Who are you?"
As soon as this person approached, he immediately told the old yellow dog to shut up and asked Qin Yuesheng.
"Officer, since you reported the case to the Qingyang City government office before, I came here specifically to handle this matter." Qin Yuesheng said.
Upon hearing Qin Yuesheng's words, the man couldn't help but reveal joy on his face: "Great! Sir, please come in quickly and stay in my room."
Qin Yuesheng said calmly: "No need, just take me to where the porcelain craftsmen disappeared. Hurry up."
"good."
Chen Chun walked out of the courtyard, closed the fence door which had no defense capabilities at all, and then led Qin Yuesheng out of Jingci Town.
To the southeast of Jingci Town, about a hundred feet away, there is a hillside. Because it is closer to the east, it is called Dongpo Lin by the locals.
The ancient temple of the previous dynasty was built on this Dongpo Forest.
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