One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 92: 91: Response and Dispatch
The door of the government office was open, and there was wind and drizzle outside.

It always rains in Guangyuan Prefecture at this season, endlessly. The raindrops seem to penetrate into people's pores, into the gaps between bones, gather in the heart, and finally turn into a torrent, washing away everything.

Zhao Fuyun closed the lid of the box next to him, then turned around and looked at everyone sitting there. From the prefect who looked clueless and as if he had not yet woken up, to the heads of various departments, their expressions varied.

Some had cold eyes, some were silent, and some had fake smiles on their faces.

"Brother Zhou committed adultery and was killed by you in a rage."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the man with a irritable face, who still seemed to be furious. The man did not speak. Zhao Fuyun's eyes just passed over his face and said, "The life of a concubine of a casual cultivator in exchange for the life of a foundation-building cultivator from Tiandu Mountain is a good deal, but don't forget that you are forcing a sale."

"Sometimes, a person's life is nothing, no different from a stray dog on the roadside, but sometimes, this life is a burden that you cannot bear." Zhao Fuyun's voice was not loud, but the murderous intent was like the drizzle outside, bringing a sense of wetness to the face.

At this moment, he was filled with the disaster caused by the talisman in his heart. The moment he saw Zhou Chun's head, he seemed to see a huge wave of blood surging in his eyes.

"Teacher Zhao, please don't say these things carelessly. You are the teacher of Guangyuan Prefecture. You should be committed to the peace between Guangyuan and Tiandu Mountain while you are in Guangyuan Prefecture. You can't say these things that add fuel to the fire. If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid Teacher Zhao can't bear the responsibility."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the clerk who was speaking, smiled, then looked at the others and found that everyone's eyes were flickering, some had colder eyes, while others had frowned in deep thought.

However, Zhao Fuyun was not looking at these.

When he was in the mountains, he read a lot of books, including books about qi-watching. This kind of books are considered a niche genre in the mountains, because in the eyes of many people, they are irrelevant and not very useful for spiritual practice or fighting.

Because everyone believes in their own Dharma and Tao, and thinks that if everything is determined by fate, there is no need to practice.

However, because Zhao Fuyun had made the talisman of robbery, he had read quite a few books on this subject.

At this moment, he couldn't help but use the contents of the book "The Qi of Life and Death" to mark it. He didn't know if it was his illusion, or if he was affected by the talisman of robbery. The aura of the people present seemed to be glowing red.

That is the color of blood.

He picked up the box containing Zhou Chun's head, then went back to his residence, brought the statue of Chijun, and came to Daoziyuan.

He asked people to notify the Taoist masters who were still giving lectures, telling them that after this class, the Taoist disciples should not come again, and also told them to leave Guangyuan Prefecture.

If possible, leave with your family. If you really cannot leave, it is best to stay at home and not go out casually for the time being.

For some unknown reason, the junior brothers from the lower house could only do as Zhao Fuyun said.

The disciples did not know the reason, but when they left, they saw the teacher sitting in a room numbered Binghuo, silent.

There was no light in the room, just a person sitting there alone, which made them feel oppressive and solemn.

When the last Taoist left, all the Taoist masters gathered in the Binghuo Hall. Seeing Zhao Fuyun's expression, they didn't dare to say anything. They just found a place to sit down and prepared to listen to Zhao Fuyun's words.

"He Bingfang, open the box." Zhao Fuyun suddenly said. A young Taoist came forward, full of doubts, and then opened the box. A dead man with eyes wide open was looking out of the box.

He was slightly surprised but not frightened. As an orthodox Taoist monk, although he seldom saw dead bodies, he would not be frightened by dead heads.

"This is..." He Bingfang didn't get an answer, but Zhao Fuyun said, "You step back first, and everyone else come up and take a look."

So, one by one, they lined up and looked at the head in the wooden box.

Then they all sat back down and waited for Zhao Fuyun to speak.

Some of them recognized who the person in the box was, but more didn't.

"When I came to Guangyuan Prefecture to teach, Dean Fei of Wuliang Academy told me that there was another senior brother who came to Guangyuan with me. His name was Zhou Chun. He was already in the Upper Academy before I entered it, and he was the one who received me."

There was a kind of sadness in his voice. Although he was narrating the story, everyone had already guessed who that person was.

"After I came to Guangyuan Prefecture, they said that a disciple from Tiandu Mountain had been employed as an inspector. Although I have never met him, I know it is him. I thought that when he comes back from his inspection, we can have a drink here and chat happily."

"However, today, what I saw was a human head." There was no anger in Zhao Fuyun's tone. It could even be said that he was not even qualified in telling a story because his tone was not up and down enough. However, everyone could feel that there was an indescribable emotion suppressed in it.

It felt like anger, but also like a mixture of other emotions.

"A human head, can it still drink? Obviously not."

Everyone was listening there quietly, and no sound came out.

"They said that Senior Brother Zhou seduced the concubine of Meng Yanhu of the Fenhe Meng Clan and was caught red-handed. Then, in a rage, he chopped off his head with a sword, along with the concubine."

"I have never competed with Senior Brother Zhou, but I know that it is impossible for a foundation-building cultivator from Tiandu Mountain to be beheaded by another foundation-building cultivator so easily. Moreover, you also saw the flying sword next to Senior Brother Zhou's head, which shows that Senior Brother Zhou also practices the sword-controlling technique. A person who controls a sword will not be killed so easily by someone using a sword."

"But in the final analysis, no matter what Senior Brother Zhou did, his life and death should be dealt with according to our mountain rules." Zhao Fuyun said, "Lü Yang, Qi Ruizhi, the two of you go back to the mountain and report to Wuliangyuan about Senior Brother Zhou's murder."

"He Bingfang, Quan Guangbo, the two of you go to Fenyang and bring back Senior Brother Zhou's body. You must not argue with anyone. Go quickly and come back quickly. Don't answer anything others ask you. Bringing back Senior Brother Zhou's body is a great achievement. If someone tries to stop you, you don't have to take it by force. Just come back." Zhao Fuyun said.

"The rest of you, stay with me at Daoziyuan." Zhao Fuyun paused here, looked around at everyone and said, "For cultivators, there are disasters everywhere. We don't have to be afraid. The road is under our feet and the disasters will hit us. You can't stop, but you still need to be cautious."

"Yes, I will obey Brother's orders."

More than ten people in the hall stood up and responded in unison.

(End of this chapter)