The old man had difficulty walking and sat on the cart, so Yang Er pushed it to the outskirts of the city. Taoist Zhang felt tired after walking for a while, so he climbed up and sat on it, ignoring Yang Er's dark face.
He smiled shamelessly and said, "Brother Yang, you are young, strong and skilled in martial arts. You don't mind if I come with you."
"I have no martial arts skills, and it's really too tiring to walk."
Yang Er: "...Heh, you dare to run out alone without any martial arts skills. You are really brave, aren't you afraid that you will get sick on the way or get stabbed by bandits?"
Taoist Zhang's face froze, and he said unhappily, "Oh my, how could these poor Taoists not know this? I originally wanted to tell fortunes and get some help from a noble person, so why not just bring me to the Northern Wasteland?"
"Who knew that I would be so unlucky to run into that couple who couldn't listen to the truth and end up like this?"
An unknown amount of time had passed before the three of them arrived at a house on the western outskirts of the city. The large blue brick courtyard indicated a wealthy family. The old woman tremblingly got off the cart.
Taoist Zhang held out his hand and said, "Grandma Wang, please walk slowly. Don't fall."
"Oh, it's okay, old lady."
I raised my hand and knocked on the door. Soon a middle-aged man with a big belly opened the door. After seeing who it was, he put on a fake smile and said, "Oh, isn't this Granny Wang? How did you find time to come here?"
"Are you looking for my mother? She's out visiting friends and isn't home. I'm afraid you'll have to come another day."
The Taoist priest glanced at the other person and said directly: "No, he is lying. His mother is in the yard."
Zhang Dazhuang's expression changed slightly. He squinted his green eyes and looked over, saying with a half-smile, "Hey, who is this? Where did you come from, you stinky Taoist priest? Get out of the way."
"I never believe in Taoist priests. They are just trying to cheat people out of their money."
"Hoo-hoo, Mr. Lawyer, I am old and can't wait any longer. Please tell me the truth and tell me where my son is."
Granny Wang raised her head and looked at him with pleading eyes.
Zhang Dazhuang had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with cold disgust. "Grandma Wang, it's not that I don't say it, it's your son who insisted on saving people. Didn't he fall into the water and die?"
"What about the body? You went with him, why don't you bring it back? And my son took out several thousand taels of silver, don't tell me that he also took it into the water."
“……!!”
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Granny Wang watched her son grow up, so she knew what was going on. She was afraid that her son had been harmed by someone.
Or... we are brothers who grew up together. My heart aches when I think of this possibility.
She pointed at him with a trembling finger, her eyes full of resentment.
Seeing her laughing so wantonly, Zhang Dazhuang thought, she is just an old woman. How many days can she live? No one in her family will support her. If her son is dead, then he is dead. Who will investigate?
"If you have nothing to do, Granny Wang, please go back. My mother is busy and may not have time to see you. Come back another day."
He ordered them to leave without any hesitation.
Taoist Priest Zhang scanned the courtyard, his gaze settling on the osmanthus tree. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Mother-in-law, your son's remains are under that tree. You can report it to the authorities."
Yang Er looked over with inquiry in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Granny Wang stumbled over and was about to kneel on the ground to dig the soil when a shadow appeared in front of her.
Zhang Dazhuang's somewhat cold voice came from above. He stepped on Granny Wang's hand and crushed it hard: "Granny Wang, why are you doing this? This is my home. Who told you to dig it up?"
"Ahhh, let me go."
The commotion here quickly attracted people from the backyard. A white-haired old woman came out and frowned when she saw this scene: "Master, what are you doing?"
Zhang Dazhuang slowly withdrew his foot and gave a hypocritical smile: "Mother is fine, it's just that Granny Wang thought Yong Ge was crazy and insisted on coming to our osmanthus tree to dig up the bones."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu frowned and said, "What do you mean? Sister Wang, what are you doing? How could there be your son's body in my yard?"
"No, you don't know. It was your son who killed my son."
"...Impossible. They grew up together as brothers. How could they possibly harm your son? Besides, your son drowned. How could that be related to my son?"
Yang Er released a signal flare, clapped his hands and said calmly: "Whether it is true or not, we will know when the people from the government office arrive."
Zhang Dazhuang heard the voice and turned his head to look over and asked warily, "Who are you and why are you following Granny Wang?"
"Watch the fun!"
The two sides argued endlessly. It was unknown how long it had passed before someone from the government office arrived. Yang Er saw them coming in, took out his token, and whispered, "Go dig up the osmanthus tree and see if there's anything hidden underneath."
When the people from the yamen saw the token and knew that it was someone from the marquis's mansion, they naturally did not dare to neglect it. Two of them went over and started digging.
Zhang Dazhuang, who was standing aside, looked calm, but cold sweat was pouring down his forehead. He slowly backed away and tried to run, but was stopped by an official.
"where are you going?"
"I, I need to go to the toilet. My stomach hurts."
"Let's go together, and stop playing tricks!"
Mrs. Liu looked at her son, then at the people digging the soil. Her head was buzzing, as if she was dreaming. Everything was fine before, how could it suddenly become like this?
The two officers moved quickly and soon dug out a mahogany box. After they brought it up and opened it, the rotten smell inside hit them in the face. They brushed off the dust and looked inside.
There was a corpse in the mahogany box, its hands and feet were tied up, and its clothes were already tattered, and only the color could be vaguely seen.
When Granny Wang saw this scene, she felt a black screen before her eyes. She stumbled over and looked at the jade pendant on the neck of the corpse, and burst into tears.
"Son, son, my poor, tragically dead son."
Yang Er looked at the person beside him deeply and whispered, "Master Zhang is really amazing. He can even calculate this."
Taoist Zhang didn't hear the voice-over and said proudly, "Of course, I have real skills. It's just that the couple didn't know what I'm good at before, which is why I was in such a mess."
They don’t need to worry about what happens next. The people from the yamen will naturally handle it and take Zhang Dazhao away.
"Sir, we will inform you once the results come out. Please rest assured."
Yang Er nodded, gave a few instructions and took Taoist Zhang back to the manor. At night, he sneaked back to the Marquis' Mansion and told Jiang Sheng everything. He saw the other party looking at him in surprise.
He whispered, "I saw all of this with my own eyes. There's absolutely no way they're fake. That Taoist priest is truly quite capable, and his divination is indeed very accurate."
Jiang Sheng knew that he had some skills, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fool Emperor Gan for so many years with the elixir of immortality. He just didn't expect that this fortune-telling was so powerful. If he could use it well in the future...
Well, it’s also good to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune.
"I'll talk to my eldest brother about this matter and see how we can squeeze this guy dry. He can't just be kept for nothing. He has to be put to work."
Jiang Ling took off her clothes and prepared to rest. When she heard a knock on the door, she asked in confusion, "Who is it?"
"It's me, brother. I have something to talk to you about."
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