I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 142 Door Gods, Civil and Military Judges Investigate Ghosts

Jiang She sat in the courtyard drinking tea, with all his belongings laid out in front of him.

A ten-tael silver ingot, five mace of loose gold, two strings of coins, and three or four hundred loose coins were stacked together in a small pile. In the chest at his feet were several bolts of silk that the merchants at the post station had given him earlier.

They have considerable assets.

I can spend some more time now; tomorrow I'll go to the tavern to listen to storytelling.

Thinking this, Jiang She felt a little better. Fine snow was falling from the sky, but he didn't feel cold.

He took the iron sword sheath from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"Isn't this the scabbard from last night?"

Yuan Danqiu, with his sharp eyes, pulled Li Bai over to look.

"Sir, you said last night that he was a door god, and that he came from this sword sheath?"

Jiang She couldn't say for sure either.

I only caught a glimpse of it last night, and it seemed so lifelike. The ancient artifacts and their creatures were quite interesting. It just so happened that the Pei family was bothered by it, so they offered two options, and I took it from the Pei family.

"Give it a try and see."

The sword sheath rested on the table, sensing the presence of strangers, yet suddenly exuding an aura of intimidation.

A figure appeared in the snow.

A mass of pitch black, like splashes of ink. The general, imposing and powerful, riding a magnificent horse, appeared on the table.

A sweep of his phoenix eyes.

The general's voice was as loud as a bell:

Who dares to cause trouble here?

Seeing the imposing manner, Li Bai was amazed and asked Jiang She.

"Sir, could this be the spirit of some ancient general?"

Yuan Danqiu shared the same feeling.

He stared at the dark figure, scrutinizing him closely. "This man appears to be Han Chinese, with a fierce and imposing presence. Could he be the Flying General of yesteryear? Or perhaps not from the Han Dynasty, but from the Three Kingdoms or Warring States period?"

"Could it be a general from our Great Tang Dynasty who died in battle?"

Li Bai shook his head beside him.

"The gentleman said it's an antique, dating back to the Tang Dynasty, no more than 150 years ago."

He guessed, "It doesn't look like Guan Yu either; Guan Yu has a beautiful beard."

Jiang She smiled faintly.

The general held a precious sword, looking majestic and imposing, his hair flying wildly in anger.

Jiang She asked him, "What is your name?"

"It is General Red Blade!"

Why was this name chosen?

The general, pleased with himself, slightly raised his chin.

"He killed a hundred people in a row, and the blood flowed endlessly, staining the blade red, hence the name."

The general then recounted many of his own heroic deeds, which at first glance seemed quite plausible. But upon closer examination, Li Bai realized that these stories appeared to be a string of ancient tales, some about Li Guang, others about Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, and Li Mu.

A fusion of various ingredients.

It was truly astonishing.

Jiang She put down his teacup, listened to the general's story for a while, and then commented.

"You've got a real passion for acting."

Before the Crimson Blade General could glare angrily, Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu lost their reverence for the ghosts of ancient warriors.

They took turns speaking to the general about the current situation.

The general listened intently to the chaotic events and separations.

"and after?"

Then came the Tang Dynasty, which has now lasted for over a hundred years. Li Bai said.

Yuan Danqiu added from the side.

"Then... three months ago, this scabbard was bought by the young master of the Pei family. Night after night, it haunts the general, who drains people's life force and wants to take his place."

"The master appoints you as a door god."

"Would the general be willing?"

Upon hearing this, the courtyard instantly darkened, the scabbards on the table trembled, the general roared, and the horses neighed. The sounds of swords and metal clashing filled the air.

The general was furious.

"My fame and glory will last forever, and you want me to be a gatekeeper?"

Jiang She was holding a teacup and watching them talk when suddenly, the wind and snow swirled, the sword sheath hummed incessantly, the pages of the books on the table were blown over, and the copper coins rattled.

He tapped lightly on the iron sheath.

"Tuk-tuk."

The general's spirit finally found peace, and even the horse beneath him quieted down, no longer neighing.

Jiang She made a quick mental calculation.

In the wind and snow, he sat calmly at the table, put down his teacup, and turned back to the page he was reading. He weighed down the copper coins and the light, flake-like pieces of gold.

The sound was clear and easy to hear. Question:
"General, you nearly caused someone's death. Come to think of it, you have done some bad things in the past. Today, I will give you two options."

"They are to become door gods, so that they can make amends for their sins by doing good deeds in the future."

"Should we convert the evil spirit and punish it on the spot?"

General Chidao covered his head.

It felt like someone had knocked my head off.

The two "thump-thump" sounds entered his ears, and the ghost's body trembled as if it was about to be driven away.

He felt a rare sense of fear and unease.

Who is this?

After a long while, General Red Blade finally spoke again.

"That's fine."

"Door gods are door gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, General Red Blade suddenly felt as if the world was in harmony with him, and he realized that he and the man in blue at the table were indeed the doorman.

What kind of magical power is this?
General Red Blade exhaled, suppressing his anger. He stroked his black beard and asked:

"What do you possess that requires my protection?"

Jiang She pointed to the silver ingots, broken gold, and strings of copper coins on the table.

"It's here."

General Red Blade glared.

This is this...

General Chidao was speechless for a long time. With so little money, there wasn't even enough to buy a scabbard. Did he, a legendary general, really need to personally protect him?

for a long time.

"Where does this general reside?"

Jiang She pointed to the doorway.

"The general usually serves in that place. As for his residence, he can do as he pleases."

After Jiang She finished speaking, he put the money back into his sleeve. He didn't trust anyone else to watch his money.

Then he counted out several dozen more coins.

Taking the cat with me, I went out to a tavern for a leisurely drink.

The door closes.

They ignored the continuous roars behind them.

……

……

Yanzhou City God Temple.

The Night Wanderer reported that a ghostly aura surged into the sky in the city last night.

The City God, holding a teacup, inquired in detail:
"What kind of demon is it? Has it ever taken anyone's life?"

The night wandering spirit said, "I heard that his house has been haunted for a long time."

“Last night, I rushed to that house, but the ghostly aura was gone, as if it had never been there.”

The judge asked, "Is it hidden?"

Wu Pan thought so too.

The City God agreed and gave the order:
"Now that the emperor has arrived in Yanzhou, all the officials and relatives are here. If there are demons or ghosts causing trouble, it will be a real problem."

"You two go and take a look, and deal with it as soon as possible."

The civil judge and the military judge accepted the order.

After asking the Night Wanderer for directions, he drifted towards the Pei family's residence.

They were familiar with the Pei family, having seen them many times during their inspections. They were a prominent family in Yanzhou, and had even offered incense, fruits, and snacks as tribute to the City God Temple.

However, I've been going less often these past two years.

"How did his family cause this trouble?"

As the two were looking around outside, they suddenly felt a gentle breeze blowing by, refreshing and indescribably comfortable.

The civil judge and the military judge exchanged a glance.

"I'm afraid this family has acquired some kind of treasure, which is why it has attracted the greedy spirits."

"Hehe... The Pei family used to offer incense to me, so I'll help them get rid of it!"

The two men, dressed in official robes, floated inside.

Just as they were about to search for the ghost and treasures, preparing to drive away the reckless spirit, they entered the courtyard and overheard many people talking.

"What did you think the gods wrote?"

The judge paused in his movements.

He looked towards the area where the crowd was gathered in the distance.

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)