Chapter 23 The Four
It was the season of clear and crisp autumn weather, but it was still a little chilly at night. The old monk, who was wearing two layers of autumn clothes, was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat, and his hands, which were holding the door frame, were trembling slightly.
Just as Tarona guessed, this Zen master named Wuchen was indeed a good man with great merits. He and his young disciple Liaowu came from a border town, and the Maitreya Zen Temple where they were located was just a small temple with less than 20 monks.
Border Town is a vast area with fewer people than Jizhou. The poor environment with little rain is one of the reasons why the people there lack food and clothing. Border Town, which is not valued by the court, lacks doctors. In addition, the surrounding villages are relatively scattered. Once the people there get sick, the doctors they can find are those who travel back and forth in a hurry and most of them are not good at medicine.
Eleven years ago, an epidemic broke out in a border town. Medical resources shifted towards the big city, and the small villages around it had no access to medical care. There was wailing everywhere, and every family had people dying of the disease.
At this time, Zen Master Wu Chen threw away life and death, and resolutely led less than twenty monks down the mountain to rescue the people.
Among them, there was enlightenment at the age of four.
The little kid didn't understand the true meaning of death. He only knew that his master and fellow practitioners were busy day and night and had no appetite, while the donors who came and went were plagued by illness and suffered terribly.
Although he is small, he can do something.
Therefore, people who came to seek medical treatment often saw a little monk who was not even as tall as his thigh, holding a bag of medicine and bandages that were almost as big as others, and staggering among the crowd. He would refuse to help others, but would say seriously that he could do it, and then continue to stagger forward.
Some people who were seeking life but had little sense saw him, thought of their children who were either dead or alive at home, and their eyes filled with tears, and their hope for life was rekindled.
In times like these, there is a group of masters who risk their own lives to save them without asking for any money. If they can survive, they don't want to die either.
In the past six months, more than a thousand people have been saved at Maitreya Buddhist Temple.
Unfortunately, such a great act of kindness was forcibly claimed by some people who are content to keep silent about their mistakes.
Reputation can be taken by force, but virtue cannot. God is above all else, and what belongs to whom shall be his.
The Maitreya Buddha Temple has done countless good deeds, and the villagers who have received their kindness are all pilgrims. As long as their families are well-off and have tightened their belts to avoid starvation, they will bring precious food to the mountain to worship the Buddha.
Master Wu Chan would not accept the food. Even if the villagers insisted on leaving it, he would secretly return the food when he led the monks down the mountain to beg for alms and practice. Sometimes when they saw a poor family with no food, they would share the food they begged for with the family, which made the already tight life of the Zen temple even poorer.
This time, he came to Jizhou Prefecture with enlightenment from afar, which was Master Wuchen's practice once every ten years.
Master Wu Chen has a firm belief that walking thousands of miles to observe the lives of all living beings can help him comprehend Buddhist principles much better than just sitting in a temple.
Every monk in the Maitreya Buddhist Temple had traveled with him, cultivating their bodies and minds along the way, and comprehending the Buddhist principles that were very profound to them in the past among the masses.
Liaowu is the youngest disciple of Master Wuchen and the only monk who has not yet practiced for ten years.
However, this time of practice, the master and disciple were both exhausted for eight lifetimes.
——They were being targeted by the abnormality.
The Son of Luck is an irresistible tonic for the abnormal, while for the person with merits, it is a delicious dish with good color, aroma and taste, which tastes good and can also enhance strength to a small extent.
The most important point is that as long as you are careful, you will not be discovered by the world consciousness.
Because of this, Tarona was puzzled. The master and disciple had already arrived at the abnormal lair, so why hadn't they been eaten by the abnormal?
In this room, the great witch looked at the Zen master Wuchen and the snoring Liaowu with confusion and curiosity.
In the other room, Master Wu Chen, who was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, became more and more doubtful and began to think quickly again about which scripture would be more likely to repel the inhuman creature before him.
Master Wu Chen believes in ghosts and gods. He respects heaven, earth, and ghosts and gods.
But who could have imagined that they would have the opportunity to see ghosts and gods with their own eyes in their lifetime?
Although one has no guilt in his heart and has nothing to fear, ghosts and gods are unreasonable. In strange stories, there are many ghosts and gods that cause chaos because of their bad mood.
Poor Master Wuchan, he is already in his sixties and he has seen two ghosts in succession, each one more terrifying than the last.
He himself is already old, so it doesn't matter when or how he dies, but his understanding is still young.
How could a child under the age of sixteen die?
He has not seen more of the scenery outside the border town, and there are still many truths in the scriptures waiting for him to comprehend. How can he die?
But people have no power to resist ghosts and gods, just like he and Liaowu entered the Changsheng Shengmu Temple and could not leave. If the ghosts and gods in front of them wanted to eat...
"Master, I don't eat people."
Seeing the sadness in the old monk's eyes becoming more and more serious, his old body trembling more and more violently, and a look of being willing to sacrifice himself to save his disciple, Taronafu, who did not have the ability to read minds, understood what he was thinking immediately.
This monk is amazing. He can actually tell that she is not human.
…Ahem, the vest she fused with wasn't a human.
The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the humidity in the air was also rising. Feeling that it would rain soon, the Great Witch said: "Master, they say that those who come are guests. You don't believe me, but you can't stop me. Why don't you let us go in first?"
Master Wu Chen hesitated for a few breaths, sighed, and opened the door.
Tarona politely came to him and walked in with a ruthless attitude as he transitioned from a state of self-abandonment to a state of pretending to be deaf and dumb.
The oil lamp was lit, and there was a beam of light in the dim room. The little monk on the bed was still sleeping soundly, and Master Wuchen had no intention of waking him up.
There were only two wooden stools at the table, and the remote room had the most rudimentary furniture, which made Tarona feel even more confused.
It's so simple and doesn't look like they are kept in captivity, so why didn't Anomaly eat them?
The seat of this wooden stool is smaller than that of ordinary stools. It would be no problem for ordinary people to sit on it, but Wuqing was not able to do so. His legs had no support, so he could not sit steadily on such a stool.
Tarona stretched out his toes and moved the wooden stool legs, and the simple wooden stool instantly turned into a larger and more comfortable mahogany chair.
Finally, I recovered from my overwhelming shame and embarrassment and saw this scene, and a warm feeling flowed through my heart.
He heard what Miss Luo had just said to the Zen master. Miss Luo would not speak without a purpose, so the meaning of this sentence was a bit broad. But no matter what, since he chose to believe Miss Luo, he would not be swayed by a few words.
The young man who couldn't walk was carefully and gently placed on the chair by the black and white nun. After the young man sat firmly, she stopped moving. Even though her eyes were covered by a black veil, the two people present could feel where her gaze was fixed.
Master Wu Chen's heart relaxed. He had lived for more than sixty years and had seen more people than he could count. He was startled when the door opened and had no time to take a closer look. Now, with the dim light of the oil lamp, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
This female donor with limited mobility had a righteous look between her eyebrows and clear eyes, with an inspiring spirit like ice. Although I didn't know why I couldn't see her entire face clearly, I could already tell that she was righteous inside.
Such a person would certainly not be an evil person.
only……
Master Wu Chan was still a little wary of the "person" standing next to her.
It's not that he was overthinking, but what he had experienced in recent days made him feel nervous and fearful.
Seeing that Master Wuchen was very afraid of her, Tarona handed over the leadership to Wuqing. Although she was an immortal, she still respected the elderly and loved the young.
The old monk is old and can't stand being scared.
Wuqing did not directly ask Master Wuchen why he was not influenced by the Holy Mother of Eternal Life. He changed the subject and talked about his experience in Yanggu Town, subtly highlighting the incident of Tarona saving people.
After Master Wuchen's expression eased a little, he took out the badge of the Beijing Judicial Office from his arms and said frankly that he was a constable sent by the court to secretly investigate Jizhou Prefecture.
Tarona took a look at the badge and found it was an ordinary badge from the Judicial Office, not his.
The badges of the Four Famous Detectives are very unique, and there is only one of their kind in the world.
After all, he is the leader of the Four Famous Detectives. Although he has confirmed that Master Wu Chan is a normal person, he will not easily tell his true identity and always remains vigilant.
This is tiring, but safe.
Zen Master Wu Chen could not tell whether the waist badge was real or fake. He first saw the ruthless nature of the face, and then heard that the female donor in front of him was a spy from the capital. The balance in his heart tilted again and again, and finally he relaxed and told the story of his experience.
Just as Tarona had thought before, Master Wuchen and Liaowu were indeed the ones who had been cursed for eight lifetimes, and were just sending food to the table from afar.
Jizhou Prefecture is where Zen Master Wuchen is practicing this time. He stopped here just to seek blessings.
The master and his disciple had planned to rest for a night in this big city and continue their journey at dawn the next day. However, before they even stepped out of the gate of Jizhou Prefecture, several strange monks suddenly appeared.
They only said that they were sent by the abbot of the Temple of the Holy Mother of Eternal Life to invite them to preach the Dharma and exchange experiences. It seemed that they were reluctant to refuse the hospitality, but in fact they forcefully dragged the master and disciple into this magnificent Temple of the Holy Mother of Eternal Life.
As soon as he entered the temple gate, Master Wu Chen felt a bone-chilling chill running from his feet to his whole body. Looking at the magnificent surroundings with carved beams and painted pillars, he felt that everywhere was filled with blood and murder.
The chill reached its peak when he saw the golden statue of the Virgin Mary enshrined in the temple.
Where is the kind-looking Virgin Mary statue? It is clearly a hungry Asura face that will choose its prey and devour anyone it wants!
Looking at his unaware little disciple, Master Wu Chen suppressed his fear and negotiated with the host who had a weird smile on his face. He was looking for a chance to escape, but after his words failed, he was forced to stay by the host, and he deliberately chose this most remote room.
The walls of the Temple of the Holy Mother of Eternal Life were built very high; he could not climb over them, and neither could Lu Wu.
Master Wu Chen originally wanted to seek help from outsiders, but when he was taken to the main hall by the monks to preach the sutras the next day and saw the temple full of pilgrims, he gave up the idea.
Crazy.
All crazy.
How can this be a Buddhist place? It is clearly a place where people make money out of lust!
He shouldn't have come to Jizhou Prefecture.
Unable to escape, Master Wu Chen still wanted to save his little disciple, so when he was giving lectures in the main hall, he would always find various excuses to rush Lu Wu out.
This scripture cannot be listened to. Those pilgrims were normal when they came in, but they changed after listening to this scripture.
But being in the temple, like a prey trapped in a cage, how long can he delay?
Two nights ago, Zen Master Wu Chen almost thought that he and his young disciple were going to die here.
He didn't dare to recall what happened that night. Whenever he thought about it, he would feel as if he was surrounded by frost and snow, and even the blood in his body would be frozen.
But they did not die. The black shadow that could have swallowed the whole room suddenly retreated for some reason, and he and Liaowu saved their lives.
Master Wu Chen's mood these two days was like that of a death row prisoner before execution. He didn't know when the black shadow would return, nor when he and his disciples would be eaten again. In just two days, the thin old man had lost even more weight.
I only had this realization that was completely hidden from my master, and I was still feeling lost because my master said I was not good enough.
This is better than being scared and fearful all the time.
But things in this world are unpredictable. Master Wuchen had not even had time to get scared yet, as tonight he encountered another inhuman being who was even more terrifying than that black shadow.
When he saw the non-human being in the black and white dress, Master Wu Chen had already recalled everything he had experienced in his life and even thought about how to write his suicide note.
...if he still had the chance to write a suicide note.
With just one glance, Master Wu Chen seemed to see countless souls wailing in pain. They were struggling hard and twistedly, stretching out their arms to escape from the surging pool of blood, but they could only be pierced through the hearts by the even more twisted swords and nailed to the mud.
He saw a blood-red sun, huge and silently hanging in the sky. In the center of the sun stood a building he had never seen before, pale, twisted, and full of thorns.
He seemed to hear a very pleasant hymn, singing the singer's piety and purity in a language that he could hardly understand. However, in the next key change, the singing suddenly became sharp and piercing, and the holy tune turned into the wail of hell.
That was a woman's voice. She was in immense pain and extreme sorrow, as if she had suddenly lost her most precious treasure. So she tried her best to drag the murderer into hell, even if the price was to go against her beliefs.
Just as Master Wuchan was about to cover his ears, the wailing stopped.
Everything he had just seen and heard seemed like an illusion to him. Only the non-human being standing quietly in front of him was real.
——Master Wuchan is very inspiring.
If there were supernatural elements in this world, he would be a very powerful psychic.
The continuous gazes of the Zen Master Wu Chan finally caused the silent and ruthless black and white nun to turn her gaze away from the child reluctantly and looked at the old monk who was hesitant to speak: "I repeat, I don't eat people. You don't have to be so wary of me. I only come for the Holy Mother of Eternal Life."
Master Wu Chen chanted the name of Buddha and withdrew his gaze with a look of disbelief.
At this moment, Wuqing suddenly coughed, and Sister Black and White immediately looked at her: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
As he said this, he was about to reach out to test the temperature of his forehead.
Wuqing's original intention was to divert Lady Luo's attention. After listening to Master Wuchen's experiences over the past few days, he could understand the master's anxiety and suspicion at the moment, but the balance in his heart leaned more towards Lady Luo.
So he coughed deliberately, hoping to divert Ms. Luo's attention to himself before she got angry at Master Wuchen.
But he obviously underestimated his importance to the black and white nuns.
Cold fingers touched his forehead and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he held himself back in time.
He had his own reasons, and it was also because Master Wuchen was right in front of him.
I hope that Master Wu Chen can reduce his vigilance towards Ms. Luo. It is not something to be happy about when a rescuer is treated with vigilance and suspicion by the rescued.
After Sister Black and White withdrew her hand in confusion, Wuqing said, "Ms. Luo, did you hear what the master just said?"
It's not his fault for asking such a question. It's because Ms. Luo's gaze never shifted away from him from beginning to end, which made people wonder whether she had heard the conversation just now.
Although because of the maternal love buff of [Blood Nun], Tarona had been staring at Wuqing in an environment with strangers, but she still heard the information she should have heard.
for example--
"You mean, the Immortal Mother suddenly let you go two nights ago?"
Master Wu Chan nodded: “Yes.”
But he couldn't be sure that the black shadow was the Holy Mother of Immortality enshrined in the hall.
He was not sure, but Tarona was certain that the city had been surrounded by abnormal forces. The only ones who dared to hunt here were the abnormal themselves. The size of those strange birds was not as big as Master Wuchen said.
The night two days ago.
Wuqing also thought: "Could it be because..."
Did Yanggu Town collapse?
The nun in black and white nodded to him, confirming his guess.
Wuqing's expression became a little more serious. No wonder Madam Luo wanted them to leave quickly. This was the reason.
If they left too late, would they have to face the Immortal Mother head-on?
The demon ghost that can be called a big demon by Ms. Luo must be very powerful. It may be difficult for Ms. Luo to protect all of them at that time.
Although not all of Wuqing's guesses were correct, some of them were correct.
The main reason why Tarona asked them to leave immediately was that Yanggu Town was about to collapse. The power generated by the collapse of a small town was enough to swallow them up in a few seconds.
Whether the collapse of Yanggu Town would cause anomalies was only within Tarona's imagination. She was not in a hurry to verify it at that time. Anyway, with the big bait of the Son of Fortune, she was not afraid of anomalies not coming.
Provoking it might make it easier for her to do things.
Putting the two reasons together, Tarona reasonably suspected that the reason why the abnormality had not returned to Jizhou Prefecture yet, but chose to continue lingering outside, was because it was looking for an unknown existence to destroy its plan.
According to the intelligence collected by the Abnormal Suppression Department over the years, there is no communication between the abnormalities that descended into different worlds. From the moment they descended into this world, all their previous connections and forces are no longer valid. Only from the moment they descended into other worlds will they enter the Abnormal Suppression Department's high-profile list, be named abnormal, and then intersect with the Space-Time Balance Bureau.
Therefore, the Abnormal is unaware of the existence of the Space-Time Balance Bureau, let alone the fact that agents specifically dedicated to destroying it have arrived in this world.
It would simply think that the unknown existence that had destroyed its plans was an anomaly from another world, just like itself.
Hmm, how come the birch banshees aren't considered "anomalies" from another world?
Perhaps it won't be long before the birch banshee will face off against the anomaly.
Tarona pondered for a while and decided: "Wake up your apprentice, we will leave immediately."
Regardless of whether the anomalies will confront the birch banshee head-on or when they will confront her, Master Wu Chen and his apprentice cannot stay here. She will never allow the anomalies to have any chance to become stronger.
Liaowu was woken up from his sleep by his master, with a sleepy face. Before he could figure out why his master woke him up, a flash of light passed before his eyes. When he came to his senses, he found that he had turned into an orange kitten.
In a panic, he immediately went to look for his master, but he couldn't find his master. When he tried to look around, another big orange cat pressed its claws on his head.
This movement was very familiar to him; it was what Master often did to him.
Realization instantly calmed down.
Then he found himself in the arms of a female donor!
Female donor!
The little orange cat raised his head quickly and saw two unfamiliar faces. One of them was a female donor, and he looked like he had seen his natural enemy. All the hair on his body stood up.
The big orange cat sighed slowly, feeling the same way, and raised his paw to touch the little orange cat's head.
Although he, as a master, could not tell whether traveling from one inhuman territory to another was good or bad, another female donor assured him that the inhuman beings traveling with her were friends, not enemies.
Master Wu Chen recited the Diamond Sutra several times in his mind and gradually calmed down.
…
Zhui Ming had only been lying in bed for half an hour and was becoming drowsy when he heard a slight knocking sound outside the window, followed by a light click, as if someone was stepping on the ground.
"...Young Master!"
He heard Jin Jian's low voice and immediately woke up.
Cui Sanye, who was lying down fully dressed, jumped up from the bed and asked, "You came back so soon. Did something happen to you?"
Wuqing sat in the wheelchair and glanced at him. He placed the two orange cats, one big and one small, on the table before answering, "No, the trip went smoothly."
Hearing this, Zhui Ming heaved a sigh of relief. He rubbed his temples, which were throbbing a little, and stood up. He looked around, but did not see the blindfolded beauty in a black and white dress, so he asked, "Where is Miss Luo? Why didn't she come back with you?"
The way he asked this made him feel absolutely certain that he was exhausted.
Just as he was about to speak, he stretched out his hand towards the two orange cats on the table: "Huh? Where did these two cats come from?"
"Wait! Chase..."
Fortunately, Zhui Ming's hand that wanted to pet the cats did not fall on the two orange cats. Instead, a hand wearing a black lace glove stretched out from the side and grabbed his wrist in time.
"A good child would not touch a cat of unknown origin."
——Give some face to the old master who is over 60 years old.
The blindfolded beauty's voice was pleasant to hear and cold enough, which perfectly matched the bottomless darkness.
Immediately, after my wrist was grabbed, I realized that there was someone beside me and I broke out in a cold sweat.
...When did she...
No one saw how she appeared until Zhui Ming's wrist was grabbed and the people in the guest room realized that she was standing next to Zhui Ming.
Wuqing noticed the words "good kid" for the second time. He remembered that when he just left Yanggu Town, Lady Luo also teased him in the same way.
...No, that's not a joke.
It seems to be the literal meaning.
child?
Could it be that in the eyes of Ms. Luo, both he and the older Zhui Ming are considered children?
Wuqing quietly looked at the blindfolded beauty who had let go of Zhui Ming's wrist. No matter how you looked at her, she was only in her twenties, much younger than him and Zhui Ming.
Why call them "good kids"?
Wuqing pondered for a moment and put this question behind him for the time being.
No rush, he thought, we will know the answer in the future.
Zhui Ming, who was stopped from petting the cats, thought that the two cats belonged to Luo Niangzi. The three words "I'm sorry" were on the tip of his tongue, but he was so shocked by the sudden transformation that the words were choked back in his throat. He was stuck and felt very uncomfortable.
Who knows!
These two cats turned out to be humans!
Zhui Ming looked at the blindfolded Luo Niangzi, whose expression could not be seen, then looked at his senior brother with a smile in his eyes, and then looked at the two sword boys who wanted to laugh but did not dare to. What else could he not understand? It turned out that he was the only one who did not know that Luo Niangzi could turn people into cats.
Master Cui San quickly bowed and apologized to the Zen Master Wu Chen who was protecting his apprentice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Master, please don't blame me. I was not very clear-headed and almost offended you. Please forgive me!"
Master Wu Chen waved his hands and did not take it to heart.
Who wouldn't be stunned if they encountered such a thing that two living people could be turned into cats with ease?
This Miss Luo is indeed extremely powerful, and her strength is beyond the imagination of mortals like them.
After sending Wuqing back, Tarona turned around and quickly went back to the Temple of the Holy Mother of Eternal Life. He buried a "landmine" under the temple. As long as no magic power was injected to activate it, it would be as hidden as if it did not exist.
What a beautiful temple! The fireworks must be amazing.
Theseus: [……]
It's really a traditional talent. Every time his partner arrives in a world, he randomly picks a lucky building and blows it up into the most beautiful fireworks in the sky.
[Ms. Ta, for the sake of the fact that there are no supernatural elements in this world, please be quiet when you set off fireworks.]
He was afraid that the world consciousness of the current world would deduct his partner's pay because of this, as it had happened before.
The partners whose pay was deducted always looked depressed and pitiful.
Tarona sent him an ok emoticon.
Since it concerns her favorite small change, she will definitely pay attention.
The Great Witch signaled Wuqing and the others to communicate on their own, and she pushed the door open and went downstairs, found the shopkeeper and the waiter who were staying on the first floor of the inn, and hypnotized them.
When they see Master Wu Chan and Liao Wu the next day, they will just think that the old man and the child are new guests who came yesterday. They are just ordinary farmers who come to the city to work and live in the room next to the two teenagers.
When Tarona went up, he found that Master Wuchen and Liaowu were obviously much more relaxed, especially Master Wuchen. He saw that she was not as nervous as before. He didn't know what Wuqing and the others said to the master and disciple.
But the Great Witch had no intention of asking. She had never had any desire to learn about things that did not interest her.
Seeing her coming back, everyone stopped talking.
Tarona said: "It's late, go and rest."
She raised her hand and nodded at the two boys who were still trying to resist sleepiness, "The masters' room is next to yours."
After hearing her say this, Wuqing and the other two who knew her better knew that she had arranged everything. The two young men bowed to Wuqing and Zhui Ming, and led the master and apprentice downstairs to rest, one on the left and one on the right.
Tonight may be the most peaceful night of sleep that Master Wuchen has had since entering Jizhou Prefecture.
Only Tarona, Wuqing and Zhui Ming were left in the guest room.
"ha--"
Zhui Ming couldn't help but yawn, attracting two glances.
If Wuqing was the only one here, he wouldn't feel embarrassed at all, but now there was another person in the room, a beautiful woman at that. Cui Sanye felt a little embarrassed, so he tried to change the subject: "How about...tell me what you gained from this trip?"
Or whatever, he's already lost enough face tonight.
The nun in black and white tilted her head slightly toward the window, indicating with her actions: Come on.
She has no talent for storytelling.
Wuqing picked up the porcelain cup filled with tea, and while drinking, he held back the corners of his lips that were raised. He took a sip of tea and told the story of what he had seen since meeting Lady Luo, as well as the experiences of Master Wuchen and his disciple.
Zhui Ming was so shocked when he heard this that the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared.
Wonderful, really wonderful!
What the senior brother experienced in the past few days is almost as much as what he has experienced in all the storybooks he has read.
Before this, he thought that the "monster" written in Lord Wang's will referred to a person who did evil things in secret. Who would have thought that there really was a monster, and a very powerful one at that.
And Miss Luo, whom the senior brother met by chance, was even more extraordinary. She was like a sword as bright as the light of day. He was envious of her just by hearing about it, not to mention the senior brother who had seen it with his own eyes.
No wonder the two guys, Golden Sword and Silver Sword, admired Lady Luo so much. It was not only because of Lady Luo's magical powers, but also because of her dazzling Skylight Sword.
Unfortunately, the person who came was not the junior brother. He and the eldest senior brother were not as proficient in swordsmanship as the junior brother, otherwise he would have the nerve to ask Madam Luo for advice.
But unfortunately, even if the person who came was cold-blooded, Tarona could not teach him.
She is indeed a close combat magician. Weapons have only one use in her hands - to kill the enemy. This is completely different from the heroes who pursue the true meaning of Tao.
The sword is their way, and to Tarona, the sword is just a tool to kill the enemy.
I can’t teach you, I can’t teach you, don’t lead people astray.
Wuqing took out the letters and gave them to Zhui Ming to read carefully.
Zhui Ming took it and read it word by word.
After a long time, he came to the same conclusion as Wuqing. This was a list that was so wide-ranging that it almost covered the entire Jizhou.
The current governor of Jizhou Prefecture, Ge Tong, is a disciple of Cai Jing. From Jizhou to the capital, I wonder how many people are involved.
Thinking back to what Lady Luo said, those people all drank diluted demon blood. I just don't know how many times the demon blood was diluted to be so powerful. If it wasn't diluted...
Zhui Ming couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling with shock at his own guess.
This is exactly what Wuqing is worried about, and it is also what Tarona finds a bit tricky.
If the abnormals are killed, then so be it. Those who come here to die can be generously granted, but what about those who don't want to die? What about those who didn't mutate voluntarily?
Tsk, what a trouble.
She doesn't have the energy and time to screen them one by one. The workload is too heavy for her to do it.
otherwise……
Tarona looked up at the sky and decided to leave this matter to the world's consciousness. He probably wouldn't want innocent people to be implicated and die. Those who were able to be forced to be implicated alive must have some importance, such as honest officials with some merits.
The abnormality dies, and the people who are mutated by it will die with it. It is very simple for the world consciousness to snatch the lives of some people in one ten-thousandth of a second.
When Tarona and the anomalies fight, the world consciousness will be able to identify the innocent people who are implicated.
She promised the world consciousness: "I will never allow abnormal useful humans to threaten you."
As long as the war breaks out, she will ensure that she will not spare any energy and will never give it the opportunity to use the people in the city as its hostages and trump cards.
World consciousness reached a consensus with her.
Wu Qing and Zhui Ming also reached a consensus that they would unanimously set Ge Tong as the next investigation point.
The list in their hands is still missing a part, and this part is the most important evidence. Only when the entire list is collected, even if the fact that there is a monster in Jizhou is considered by the government to be groundless and nonsense, this list is enough to clear Lord Wang and make those involved pay the price they deserve.
But... once this list is submitted, the imperial court will face a huge shock.
Their current list alone covers the entire Jizhou, and the complete list can be imagined.
Can the Song Dynasty withstand such a great shock?
Can such a huge earthquake really happen?
Wuqing is uncertain, Zhui Ming is also uncertain, they can only leave the final decision to their mentor, Zhuge Shenhou Dingdui.
Seeing the two people worrying about the country and the people, Tarona was at a loss for words to comfort them. She took the letter that Wuqing had just written, wrapped it in soft colorful leather and rolled it into a small scroll. After asking the two people for the specific address of the Divine Marquis' Mansion, she threw the scroll in her hand out of the window.
When Xiaojuan met the wind, he turned into a stream of green wind in front of the three people, blowing towards the sky.
"You should rest now. You still have to go to the government office tomorrow, so you need to be well rested."
Zhui Ming, in particular, felt like he was about to fall asleep on the table once he relaxed.
It's pitiful that we have to work so hard to catch up.
The great witch stood up and waved her sleeves, turning the one bed in the room into two beds, one on the left and one on the right, so that they would not interfere with each other and it was very considerate.
Wuqing and Zhuiming suppressed the heavy look in their eyes, one nodded, the other bowed, to thank her.
The nun in black and white nodded to the two of them, turned around and disappeared into the ghost realm.
It was the first time for Zhui Ming to see a person disappear in front of him out of thin air. He touched his chin, yawned continuously, and sighed that he was indeed a man from the outside world, with great supernatural powers, not as superficial as written in the storybooks.
After a night of hard work, Wuqing was also tired. The two brothers chatted briefly and went to bed.
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In the ghostland of [Blood Nun], there is neither day nor night. The time here is permanently frozen at dusk.
Tarona walked calmly through the wailing souls, her long skirt trailing the ground, and pushed open the mottled iron gate. She stepped onto the steps covered with dead leaves, and the heavy wooden door opened automatically.
There is no god inside the gate to guide people out of suffering, only the paradise that the "Blood Nun" dreamed of but never achieved during her lifetime. Here are the thirteen children saved by Tarona, and the household puppets are taking care of them diligently.
Tarona had no intention of handing these children over to Wuqing and his men for care. She wanted to save them, and it was she who should save them, so it was time for her to put an end to them.
After the matter is over, she will use the magic of affinity to find the best family in the Song Dynasty to adopt these children. In this way, it can be regarded as a cause and effect, after all, their mothers died in her hands.
The witch leaned against the door and watched for a while, then walked over and sat on her swing which was constantly swinging.
She sighed a little tiredly.
It's not the body that's tired, it's the heart that's tired.
Wuqing is worried about his country. He came here from the beautiful capital city for those who died unjustly. He is just one of the Four Famous Detectives, and there are many things he is willing to do but unable to do.
Those were things that even his mentor couldn't do, so what could he do?
The motherly love buff of [Blood Nun] clamored in Tarona's mind that she should solve all the troubles for her children and make her children live a worry-free life.
However, please forgive her for not being able to understand the worries of Wuqing and Zhui Ming at this moment. She was born and raised in the main universe, and has never been in a situation like Wuqing and Zhui Ming. The place where she was born does not require them to think about the future.
The greatest power in this era is the monarchy. If Tarona follows the influence of the Blood Sister and helps Wuqing, the emperor will become a hurdle she cannot get around. If she cannot solve the big problem of the emperor, then even if she helps Wuqing temporarily, she cannot help him forever, and things will soon return to the starting point.
Is Cai Jing evil?
Abominable.
Is there only one Cai Jing in this world?
will not.
As long as desires are endless and as long as those in power cannot suppress those below them, if one Cai Jing dies, there will be thousands and thousands of Cai Jings appearing again.
Tarona never liked beating around the bush, which was one of the reasons why she told Wuqing that she would not interfere in "people's affairs". If she was asked to solve this problem, the best and most direct way would be to change the emperor.
Wuqing will most likely not agree.
Because this was the ancient time when "if the king ordered his subjects to die, the subjects had to die."
Even without that exaggeration, it's not far off.
Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers. Apart from Heaven and Earth, the most important person in the people's minds is the Emperor.
Even if a wise emperor is replaced, he can only rule this generation. Who knows what the next generation will be like? Moreover, there has never been an iron-clad dynasty since ancient times.
The witch leaned against the back of the swing chair and sighed in melancholy: "Sure enough, Da Jing is right, vests are full of pitfalls."
It is useful, but it has some serious pitfalls.
This was only a synchronization rate of 23.something percent, and she was already worrying whether she should continue to work for Wuqing in vain. If the synchronization rate went up a bit more, she would die abnormally, and the source of all the problems in this world - the emperor - would also die.
A crazy mother can do anything. If someone makes her child unhappy, she will kill him.
When a person dies, there is no one left to make her children unhappy.
Theseus thought for a long time and comforted her dryly: […You'll get used to it.]
Tarona rolled her eyes at him and lay on the swing like a dead fish, letting it swing her back and forth.
After a while, she let out her last sigh of the day.
Let's solve the anomaly first, and we'll talk about Wuqing's matter later.
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