In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Da da da--

The low sound of horseshoes echoed on the ancient street.

The salesman carrying candied haws raised his head slightly.

What came into view was a unicorn horse about nine feet tall.

Black as ink, white hooves like snow, wings like gold and iron, and eyes like glass, it has a transcendent power of its own.

The young man holding the reins was burly and tall, wearing a dark gold light armor, with a handsome face and an outstanding bearing.

"Brother, let me ask, is this the Hanzhong Mansion?" A slightly gentle voice sounded, and the shopkeeper nodded subconsciously.

Chen Xiu caressed the one-horned Black Smoke Beast, and said with a light smile, "It's a journey of eight thousand miles, and it took half a day to cross mountains and rivers. You are finally of some use."

The one-horned Wuyan Beast, who understands a little bit of human nature, raised its head slightly, as if a little dissatisfied.

"Brother, is there any hotel near here?" Chen Xiu asked with a faint smile.

The shopkeeper said cautiously: "Walk along this ancient street to the end, and you will find Qiuhe Temple. There used to be a courtyard of a Taoist temple, but it was later changed to an inn. On ordinary occasions, when there are old men who enter Sichuan, they are all of them. while resting."

"Thank you, this is your reward." Chen Xiu gently raised his hand, a little golden light flashed.

The shopkeeper looked a little unbelievable, bit it lightly, and was immediately surprised and delighted: "Really, it's real gold!!"

His eyes fell on that rather chic figure.

This should be the grand master who entered Sichuan, right?
He suddenly thought of something, startled suddenly, and shouted repeatedly: "My lord, please stay!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Xiu turned his head slightly, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "What is the matter you are looking for me?"

"My lord, the villain is stupid. I don't know why you entered my land in the middle of Sichuan? Is it because of the unsolved case of the prefect of Hanzhong, or the matter of the house god of the Qiao family?" Be careful: "If it is because of this, then you should be careful. These two cases both involve ghosts and gods, which is remarkable."

spirits?

Chen Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

Merchant is an ordinary commoner among the people, and his thinking is relatively simple, so he is easily misled.

He stepped down lightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother, can you follow me to the Qiuhe Courtyard. I have some doubts in my heart, and I hope to clarify."

Qiuheyuan.

The salesman seemed rather cautious.

It was the first time in his life that he came to such a luxurious place.

"What's the matter with the pending case of the prefect of Hanzhong you mentioned?" Chen Xiu held his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The shopkeeper carefully closed the door, and said softly: "This is a major event in our Hanzhong City. Seven days ago, the prefect of Hanzhong died suddenly between the mansions. The death is tragic! The eminent monk of Wenshu Temple, the Taoist priest of Tianmu Temple, It is said that it was harmed by ghosts and gods."

There was a bit of horror in his eyes: "It is said that the master didn't believe in the so-called ghosts and gods, so he wanted to investigate. As a result, he passed out by the riverside by the city the next day, missing an arm and a leg In this way, no one dares to investigate anymore, and it becomes an unsolved case."

hehehe-

Chen Xiu showed a bit of mockery.

It is full of loopholes and extremely absurd, and I am afraid it can only scare the common people.

What if the murderer is the so-called eminent monk?
Or, there are unruly people who act against the officials ordered by the court, borrowing the words of monks and Taoists, and relying on ghosts and gods.

etc--

Chen Xiu suddenly remembered.

He seems to have heard Mo Zongshu mention that Zhu Can, the [King of Nanyang], once bribed officials in the middle of Sichuan, and even made friends with Buddhism and Taoism.

Now, Zhu Can fell under his own thunder knife, and his soul flew away.

The title of "King of Nanyang" might belong to Ye Aotian.

These so-called ghosts and gods seem to be just folk customs.

But if you want to make a big deal out of small things, then you will completely burn this fire to the Buddhist and Taoist schools here.

Or, you can take advantage of the problem and directly rectify the huge official family in central Shu.

Weakening Ye Aotian's power is just a trivial matter.

More importantly, I can see clearly the pattern of forces here, so that I can target them.

In Chen Xiu's eyes, there was a bit of calculation.

Layout, ready to start.

He chuckled lightly, and a vaguely sneering smile flashed across his face, and he said slowly: "Then the matter of the Qiao family you mentioned should be disturbed by ghosts and gods, and you are restless day and night, right?"

The shopkeeper slightly opened his mouth with meat in his mouth: "My lord, do you know about this?"

"No, I guessed it." Chen Xiu's eyes looked quite deep, and he said slowly: "Let me guess again. The house god of the Qiao family should be quite powerful ghosts and gods. Ordinary mages and quacks can't do it." Eliminated. Only practitioners like the Wenshu Monastery and Tianmu Palace that you mentioned can barely suppress it. Right?"

The shopkeeper's eyes were full of astonishment, and he said slowly: "My lord, you are amazing! How did you know this? It should be your first time, and you are coming to our Hanzhong mansion!"

Chen Xiu snorted softly.

Sure enough, it was this kind of indiscriminate means that bullied ordinary people.

He said softly: "Tell me, where is the magistrate's yamen?"

The shopkeeper was slightly taken aback.

Is it really because of this?

He whispered: "Go straight north along the Qiuhe Temple, and you will see the stone lion, which is the magistrate's yamen."

Chen Xiu nodded slightly.

After stepping out of Qiuhe Temple, he jumped straight up and pulled the rein slightly.

The one-horned black smoke beast let out a soft cry, and its four hooves flew like flying, raising a cloud of dust.

Prefect Yamen.

In the silence, heavy footsteps sounded.

The almost mutilated master looked at the tall figure and panicked: "You, who are you?"

"I am an official of the imperial court, passing by here. Coincidentally, I am very interested in the case here, so I came here uninvited." Chen Xiu said leisurely.

His eyes fell on the master, and he said softly: "Roll up your sleeves."

The master blushed, looked a little sullen, and said coldly: "My lord, even if you are an official of Shendu, you don't have to mock me like this?"

"What are you talking about? I just want to test my ability." Chen Xiu said quietly.

The master was taken aback for a moment, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the incomparably hideous amputated wound.

Chen Xiu gently raised his hand, with a little purple gold blood dripping from his fingertips.

Holy and sublime!
The moment it landed on the wound, the master only felt scorching heat all over his body, as if surging heat was swimming in his body.

stab-

Between severe pain and itching, blood overflowed.

The master looked at the truncation in shock.

The flesh, meridians, and bones there seemed to come alive.

Intertwined with each other, between breaths, a complete arm has long been formed!

"This, this" the master was a little overwhelmed with excitement.

Chen Xiu nodded slightly.

The supernatural power of life - ten thousand dharmas return to the original body of the dragon!

Possesses the characteristic of immortality.

Now it seems that it is stronger than what I imagined.

"I'll heal your leg too. Then, you can walk for me." Chen Xiu lay down on the chief seat of the magistrate's yamen, slightly raised his legs.

There was a bit of playfulness in his eyes: "For me, notify all the aristocratic families in Hanzhong Mansion, as well as Buddhist and Taoist sects."

"Tell them, gather here at the time of application today."

"If you don't come, you will be killed without mercy!"