Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 138 The County Magistrate's Luck

Zhang Faqiu didn't care whether the county magistrate used his own salary to bribe himself, or whether he was plundering the people's fat and people's anointing.

"Your magistrate is being polite!" Zhang Faqiu said with a smile, and waved his hand: "Accept!"

Several warriors walked out with expressionless faces, took the money from the officials, and covered the red cloth again. Before Zhang Faqiu could say anything, the county magistrate clapped his hands again, and someone brought it up immediately There was a carriage with a box on it.

Zhang Faqiu was taken aback. He thought the county magistrate was very rich. Could it be that there was also a box of money in the box?
"The general is going here. The journey is far away. The officer hereby prepared a carriage and a box for the general."

"You really solve people's problems." Zhang Faqiu laughed, and reached out to pat the county magistrate on the shoulder: "Don't worry, in front of Cao Gong, I will naturally speak well for you. This Yunsheng Taoist Temple, you are Take care of me, no one except me should come in or out."

The magistrate's mind was full of Zhang Faqiu's good words in front of Cao Gong, as if he saw that he had been promoted and made a fortune, so how could he disagree?

"Don't worry, general, just leave it to me directly, and there will be no problems." The county magistrate laughed loudly.

Zhang Faqiu was about to speak when he suddenly saw a black airflow emanating from the county magistrate's head. What was even more frightening was that blood-red light emanated from the county magistrate's eyebrows!

This strange scene just passed away, Zhang Faqiu was startled, and quickly took two steps back, what a coincidence, Zuo Ci also noticed Zhang Faqiu's movements.

"You come in first to talk." Zuo Ci glanced at the county magistrate.

The county magistrate could tell that this person was from Zhang Faqiu's side, so he walked in with a smile.

Zhang Faqiu followed suit and turned back.

I only heard Zuo Ci pointing at the county magistrate's eyebrows and said: "There is black air on your head, there is a bloody disaster between your eyebrows, I'm afraid your life may be in danger."

"You old Taoist priest, what are you talking about?" The county magistrate originally thought he was going to say something close to him, but he didn't expect to say this, and his face immediately changed.

Zhang Faqiu thought for a moment, thinking of the scene he had seen before, he felt that it was Zuo Ci who said it.

Black air, that is bad luck; blood vessels in front of the forehead, this should be a sign of bloody disaster.

"General, look at..." The county was anxious, and turned to Zhang Faqiu for help.

Zhang Faqiu waved his hand, signaling the county magistrate to be safe and not to be impatient: "This person is a strange person. The reason why this general can be promoted and make a fortune is because of this strange person's enlightenment. Only then did he have a heavy soldier in his hand today. Power, you can listen to what he has to say, it won't hurt."

Hearing Zhang Faqiu's words, the county magistrate's expression immediately changed, and he burst into tears and cried, saying that as long as Zuo Ci helped him tide over the difficulties, he would definitely fund and build a temple for Zuo Ci to settle down.

When Zuo Ci heard this, he refused directly.

"Does the old god think that this official is dishonest?" While speaking, the official reached out and took out a gold ingot from his body, and handed it to Zuo Ci with a smile.

Zuo Ci scolded: "Don't want that filthy thing to pollute the old man. For Zhang Faqiu's sake, I will show you a way to survive. Remember, when you go home tonight, don't share the bed with your wife or concubine. Secretly prepare a quilt, sleep quietly under the bed, tie a straw man as tall as you, write your birthday on a piece of white paper, paste it on the face of the straw man, and cover it with a quilt .”

Remember to bring an embroidery needle in your hand, as long as you can't help but want to sleep, then prick your fingertips, and in the middle of the night, you will see the window open without wind, the thing that wants to murder your name Just walk in from the window, and you will regard the straw man lying on the bed with your birthday written on it as you, so that you can avoid disaster. "

When Zuo Ci said this, he glanced at the county magistrate meaningfully: "Youdao is to never do bad things in your life, and you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. You know what you have done, and why does that thing haunt you? , You should weigh it yourself, whether you want to do such a thing in the future."

"Immortal!" This time, without Zhang Faqiu's help, the county magistrate knelt down in front of Zuo Ci and kowtowed.

"Don't dare to hide from the gods! That's my ninth concubine. The deep one is delicate skin and tender flesh. Who knew that he had committed adultery with my master and was pregnant with an evil seed. I was so angry that I asked people to take her with me." I beat him to death with the evil seeds in my stomach, and I also wiped out that master. Apart from loving money, I really didn't do anything bad, gods help me!"

Zhang Faqiu understood, it turned out that it was the young concubine who was wearing a green hat and was beaten to death by himself, and came to him to kill him.

"Every night when I close my eyes, I hear someone crying in my ear. When I open my eyes, I see that bastard standing in front of me covered in blood. But when I ask the servants to light the lamp, But there is nothing left!"

"Old Immortal, you don't know, I really haven't done anything in the past month, and I don't even care about making money."

Zhang Faqiu was stunned, and couldn't help laughing and asked: "You are a county magistrate, why do you talk about making money?"

"Ashamed!" The county magistrate turned to look at Zhang Faqiu and said, "The general doesn't know, I opened a lot of shops secretly, and I have been running them all by myself."

In ancient times, agriculture was emphasized and merchants were suppressed. This person dared to do this, and he was considered a courageous kind.

"You just do what the old man said. Tonight, as long as the female ghost tore off the straw man with your horoscope on it, she won't settle accounts with you in the future." Zuo Ci shook his head and said.

"Then I would like to thank the old god!" The county magistrate laughed loudly: "I will definitely come to thank the old god in person when the time comes."

Zuo Ci pointed to the Yunsheng Taoist Temple under his feet: "Don't say anything else, if you take care of this place, I will thank you."

"How dare you bear the word 'thank you' from Immortal Liao? It's too heavy, it's as heavy as Mount Tai!" The county magistrate talked so much nonsense, Zhang Faqiu shrugged helplessly.

"Come on, I still have something important to do, so I'll come here to drink with you some other day!" Zhang Faqiu said loudly, turned around and left the Taoist temple, and the soldiers outside prepared their horses.

Zhang Biao didn't stay, and left with Zhang Faqiu and others.

On the way, Zuo Ci suddenly said: "You can already see that luck is coming?"

"Luck?" Zhang Faqiu thought about it for a while: "You mean those weird air currents and lights?"

Zuo Ci nodded: "That's luck. Legend has it that King Wen played Zhouyi. People who walked past them, as long as King Wen of Zhou looked up, he could see through the first half of his life and the second half of his life."

"Is it really so evil?" Zhang Faqiu was surprised, "But I just saw it disappear in a flash."

"If you want to learn such techniques in the Taoist sect, you can naturally learn a little bit, but there is no need to spend time. When you get the complete burial scriptures and know them all, you will understand these things naturally."

Hearing what Zuo Ci said, Zhang Faqiu became more and more looking forward to when he would be able to climb to the top of the Jade Emperor on Mount Tai to find the next funeral scripture.

"However, there seems to be something wrong with the county magistrate today." Zuo Ci said suddenly.

Zhang Faqiu slowed down the speed of the horse, and Zuo Ci continued: "I saw a withered baby on his back, only the size of a palm. When the baby saw me, it was trembling with fright, but it didn't I know why, the magistrate has such a thing on his back, but I can't see any discomfort in his body."

Zhang Faqiu's back felt cold for a while, he didn't have Zuo Ci's ability, so naturally he couldn't see these things.

"Whatever, as long as it doesn't interfere with our Yunsheng Taoist affairs, let him go." Zhang Faqiu said: "There are countless strange things in this world. In other words, we reached Wucai Mountain and took down Jingzhou Ancient City. Ding, what exactly are you using it for?"

Zuo Ci chuckled, the joy in his eyes couldn't be suppressed: "You will know when you arrive, but you won't understand now."

A group of people galloped on horseback, and when they reached Suzhen Bieyuan, they could already see the sky full of stars.

As soon as Zhang Faqiu dismounted, Li Changkun rushed out and shouted loudly: "My lord, something has happened!"

Without waiting for Zhang Faqiu to ask questions, Li Changkun said loudly: "The carrion that Da Li was looking at turned into a mouse and jumped out of the window sill and disappeared. Brother Li chased it out and saw nothing."

Zhang Faqiu couldn't help but glanced at Zuo Ci.

"It doesn't matter. Whatever the corpse nightmare itself is the host, it will turn into whatever it is. It will not stop until it tortures the host to death." Zuo Ci said, handing over the reins in his hand to the servant, and quickly Walking in, and coming to Zhang Faqiu's room, Zuo Ci moved his nose, crawled on the place where Corpse Nightmare was lying, and settled himself carefully, without any peculiar smell.

"I didn't say, old man, how come you have become as heavy-tasting as Brother Zhang?" Li Mojin never forgave anyone, no matter who it was, he was speechless.

Zuo Ci suddenly walked up to Li Mojin quickly, and pressed down on the boy, as if he was holding a chicken in his hand, and pressed directly on the place where the corpse nightmare was lying.

"Don't! Old Immortal, my mouth is cheap, please forgive me!" Li Mojin shouted, while Zhang Faqiu, Zhang Biao and Li Changkun stood with their arms folded and watched the fun.

Zuo Ci pressed Li Mojin's head, and stuck it to the place where Shi Yan was lying before, showing a mouthful of blood-white teeth: "You ask, is there any smell here? The old man is getting old, and his sense of smell is not very good. "

"Smell?" Li Mojin looked at this posture, and if he didn't follow suit, he would definitely not be able to get up, so he could only bear the nausea and lowered his head to sniff.

"There is no smell at all!" Li Mojin said in surprise, "Why is there no smell of earth?"

"It was broken by us, so there is no more." Zuo Ci said, "I ask you to ask about the smell here, just to confirm whether it is completely broken or not."

"Then I'll hear it again." Li Mojin didn't have the slightest sense of integrity in front of Zuo Ci, so Zhang Faqiu really wanted to see a sign that read: I don't know this person, I don't know him well!

(End of this chapter)