After leaving the courtyard, Meng Fan did not return to the inn to draw a prize. Instead, he went directly to the governor's mansion. He would not actually believe Shen Wanqian's words and resort to killing. The scene he had just witnessed was not only because the robber had really touched his sore spot, but also because he intended to intimidate Shen Wanqian.
With his current cultivation level, if he wanted to hide his figure, he probably wouldn't be able to see it even if he stood right in front of someone.
My divine sense instantly enveloped the Meng residence, and what I saw shocked me – the Meng residence was nothing short of a den of filth.
Deep inside lived Meng Yuhai, who practiced evil arts. His skill was comparable to that of a grandmaster. The thick, stench of blood from that place had harmed countless people!
In the middle courtyard, a woman seemed to be absorbing yang energy to replenish yin. Judging from her bloated figure, the people she captured to cultivate would probably die from exhaustion after only a few sessions!
The courtyard in front was relatively normal, but countless corpses had been thrown into the well, and even the wellhead sealed with cement was emitting a foul stench.
In one of the courtyards, a middle-aged man was practicing swordsmanship. The sword energy emitted by his swordsmanship reminded Meng Fan of the sword marks on the courtyard wall. With a slight sway, he was already standing behind the middle-aged man, quietly watching him!
Ge Qing was practicing his swordsmanship when he vaguely saw a figure beside him. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and quickly distanced himself from the figure!
"Who are you?"
"Ge Qing?"
"You know me?"
"Was it you who robbed Shen Wanqian last night?"
Ge Qing's gaze was heavy: "You are one of Shen Wanqian's men? So what if you are? Every copper coin in Zhanzhou is surnamed Meng. I advise you to think about Shen Wanqian and leave quickly. I won't hold this against you."
Someone who approaches you silently is at least a master of the Innate Realm. At present, saving your life is the priority, so you can only use Meng Yuhai to intimidate the young man in front of you.
"You're right. Every copper coin in Zhanzhou belongs to the Meng family, but it must be acquired ethically!"
After the young man finished speaking, he grabbed Ge Qing's head with his five fingers, and the latter couldn't even make a sound.
"Heavenly Demon Strategy, Dao Heart Demon Seeding Technique, Soul Search!"
Meng Fan gave a low shout, and the events Ge Qing had experienced in his life came to mind.
A moment later, only a fool foaming at the mouth remained on the spot.
"I never expected that Ge Qing was actually Meng Yuhai's confidant, knowing so many dirty things!"
Besides the fact that Meng Yuhai did indeed order him to steal silver last night, he also learned something else from Ge Qing: Meng Yuhai had repeatedly ordered him to secretly arrest certain people, some of whom were poor people, some were notorious bandits, and even death row inmates. He would then use his evil powers to change their appearances and send them to the capital or other prefectures. As for what they were doing, he didn't know!
Meng Fan thought to himself that Meng Yuhai was indeed a ruthless and ambitious man, worthy of being a fellow clansman, but even his own father couldn't take his money!
If it were just about robbing him of his money, he might have given him a quick death. But to treat human life so lightly, I'm sorry, he'll die in despair!
...
On the other side, Shen Wanqian really didn't intend to use Meng Fan as a pawn.
After Governor Meng Yuhai died, not only would the imperial court appoint a new governor, but all the officials in Zhanzhou, big and small, would also have to be replaced. For Shen Wanqian, this was like going back to square one! After all, the connections he had cultivated over the years had not only been lost, but it was also unknown what kind of officials the new ones would be like!
However, Meng Fan didn't care what he thought. He immediately contacted the Sweeping Monk through the system and asked him to inform Chu Di and other high-ranking officials of the dynasty that he was going to kill Meng Yuhai. He didn't care about the official reaction. In his opinion, being notified before taking action was already giving you face!
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Sunset City, Zhao Mansion.
Recently, Chu Di has been following the Sweeping Monk around serving him from time to time. Although the Sweeping Monk doesn't really need his service, Chu Di is quick-witted. When the Sweeping Monk sweeps the courtyard, he doesn't say a word but joins in. When the Sweeping Monk meditates, he simply acts as a door god. When the Sweeping Monk sleeps, he warms the bedding without saying a word, leaving the Sweeping Monk helpless and letting him do as he pleases.
Chu Di heard a lot about the Golden and Silver Sect from Zhao Wuji, but he had no chance to meet Meng Fan. He felt that the Sweeper Monk was the safest among the Golden and Silver Sect members. After all, he was a Buddhist and his Buddhist teachings were profound. He shouldn't be like that golden-robed elder who sucked him into his body and then spat him out!
It seems that Zhu Wushi left a very deep impression on him!
His purpose in following the Sweeper Monk was clear: first, to leave a good impression on the Sweeper Monk; and second, to meet the legendary Holy Son of the Golden and Silver Sect. However, Meng Fan did not want to meet him.
That day, the Sweeping Monk was meditating as usual. Chu Di stood outside the door, engrossed in a book, but his smile gradually became lewd, and it was unclear what he was reading.
“Chu Di boy, come in and talk.”
The sweeping monk's voice reached Chu Di's ears, making him shudder. He quickly put away his books, his face turned serious, and he slowly pushed open the door. Just as he was about to enter, the sweeping monk waved his right hand, and the books and several bottles and jars in Chu Di's arms suddenly flew out and landed on the steps in the distance.
"This room of mine must not contain anything unclean."
Chu Di was quite frightened and quickly stepped forward to sit cross-legged on the ground, humbly saying, "Master is right. I will definitely restrain my words and deeds and will not touch these filthy things in the future."
The sweeping monk knew perfectly well that the young man in front of him was trying to fool him, and said, "You are not a member of my Buddhist sect, so you don't need to pay attention to my Buddhist rules. Just don't bring these items into my room in the future."
Chu Di flattered, "Master, your Buddhist teachings are profound, and you truly possess a great sense of righteousness. I admire you greatly!"
He then asked, "Master, did you call me in because there's something you need my help with?"
"I called you in to tell you something that is of utmost importance. If it is not handled properly, your Fire Maple Dynasty may face a great calamity!"
Chu Di was truly astonished. Having followed the Sweeping Monk for so long, he knew that the master's words were law and he would never fabricate anything. So, it seems the dynasty is truly in turmoil!
He hurriedly said, "Master, please explain this matter. Is there any way to remedy it?"
The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "This matter concerns Meng Yuhai, the governor of Zhanzhou. He attempted to rob my sect's holy son of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. Although he failed, the holy son has already decided to kill him. His fate is self-evident!"
Chu Di was stunned for a moment, then humbly asked, "I have never met the Holy Son Meng. Does Master know what kind of character the Holy Son has?"
The sweeping monk pondered for a moment, then cautiously said, "One should value money as much as one's life, but acquire wealth through proper means."
After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Why don't you ask Elder Zhao? He had a very pleasant conversation with the Holy Son, and the position of Elder was personally granted by the Holy Son. Even his cultivation was aided by the Holy Son, allowing him to advance to Grandmaster in three months. He must have consumed countless rare and precious herbs. It is conceivable that Elder Zhao is far superior to me in terms of interpersonal skills."
"Furthermore, Meng Yuhai practiced evil arts, and countless people have died as a result. He used these evil arts to change people's appearances and spread them throughout the entire dynasty. I don't know what he's up to."
Chu Di was greatly surprised and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Master!"
With the enemy gone in haste, the Sweeping Monk can finally relax and cultivate in peace!
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