Folklore simulation, starting with the mortician

"I won't die, I won't die, I'm destined to become an immortal!"

It was still the same altar master, still angry, who climbed out of the water, his body completely disheveled.

"I'll just swallow this coin. It's fate, and I'm destined to be an emperor..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the altar master's body shattered into pieces, swept away by the whirlpool to the depths of the water.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Li Feng stared blankly at the swirling eddy for a moment, realizing that something was hidden underwater!

Moreover, this thing is connected to the evil spirit that capsized the boat earlier, and Li Feng even suspects that they are the same thing.

After standing there for a while without seeing any movement underwater, Li Feng didn't get worried anymore.

The group of people rowed the awning boat towards the shore as the sky brightened.

With the light, the journey back became much faster, and soon we saw the shore, finally returning to the surface.

Upon returning to the county government office, Yang Liuzi, who had been waiting there, rushed forward to greet them, saying, "Master chef, you've worked hard. A feast has been prepared in the courtyard. Please come with us."

Upon entering the county government office, the county magistrate was already there to greet them. Unlike before, he was no longer so courteous. When he saw Chief Clerk Huang approaching, he smiled and welcomed Chief Clerk Huang inside.

Mr. Lin followed him inside. Li Feng wanted to go with him, but a commotion behind him stopped him in his tracks. He turned around in confusion and saw that it was Yang Liuzi.

As he looked at Yang Liuzi with suspicion, Yang Liuzi pointed to the back of the partition wall next to him.

"What's wrong?"

Li Feng only asked one question.

"Someone from above came and said they wanted to ask about an important person. I noticed that the head chef wasn't followed by anyone, so I thought I'd remind him that if it really didn't work out, he could just leave now."

"People with your abilities can make a living anywhere, why bother with those in power!"

Yang Liuzi's words were a well-intentioned reminder, and Li Feng nodded, but his heart was not stirred.

Huang, the chief clerk, had given instructions on this matter on the way. They hadn't gone through anyone else on this trip, and if the New Year's money was lost, someone might come to question them.

Therefore, arrangements were made in advance, and the nobleman from the palace was also arranged to be sent to the temple.

The whole thing was done so secretly that Li Feng had no idea what was going on, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He then greeted Yang Liuzi, saying that he knew, and went inside.

As Li Feng went inside, he saw Mr. Lin already chatting animatedly with others, indicating that quite a few people had come from the capital.

They sat down for quite a while, but still hadn't seen the figure of Chief Clerk Huang or the county magistrate.

As Li Feng was drinking his tea, a sense of unease pounded in his chest; he felt something was amiss.

Half an incense stick later, the county magistrate finally appeared, looking terrified and breathless. He rushed over and knelt down with a thud, crying, "Your Honors, our Chief Clerk... he's dead!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the few people who had been chatting with Mr. Lin could no longer sit still. They clasped their hands in greeting to Mr. Lin and ran outside.

After watching for a while, those people and the county magistrate left one after the other. Only then did Mr. Lin mysteriously approach Li Feng.

"See that? The waters inside this palace run deep. I thought I could gather some good fortune, but I was caught off guard and ended up here."

Li Feng remained silent. He wasn't surprised by Huang Dazhang's death, as an explanation was needed. Since the body was nowhere to be found, he might as well go with him.

"Forget it, forget it. This is not something we can get involved in, and they won't ask us to concern ourselves with these matters."

Mr. Lin shook his head, pursed his eyes, chewed on a salted bean, swallowed it, and then looked at Li Feng who was looking at him.

"Hey kid, do you know that the martial world isn't just about fighting and killing? It doesn't also involve human relationships. Look at those people just now, they're all from the Six Doors of the Imperial Court, and they're in cahoots with that ill-fated Crown Prince. Naturally, they want to find out where the New Year's money is."

"Having traveled all over the country, I have some connections and know a few people among them, so I managed to get some information out of them. That prince was hoping to take advantage of this opportunity to ascend the throne directly, but now he's in big trouble!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"How so? Haven't you realized it yet? The Great Yi's destiny was already about to dissipate, and this incident is closely related to that. Most of their destiny has been dissipated, and what's left... well, hehehe..."

Li Feng was somewhat taken aback, and hadn't quite grasped the situation yet. But after a moment's thought, he quickly understood why the Heaven and Earth Coin reacted when he threw out the Yearling Coin. There was something to it.

Putting those matters aside for now, Li Feng looked at Mr. Lin and asked curiously, "How did you know who those two people were? And how did you end up there?"

"Let's not talk about how I ended up on that river, that's not important. Kid, if you ask me how I knew who those two were, it's simple: one word—deception!"

"A scam?"

Li Feng was even more confused. How could such a lie be made? It sounded so plausible.

"That's right. You know, my favorite place after traveling all over the country is a brothel. Don't think that it's all about debauchery, but many rumors come from there. They're half true and half false, but I just take them all as the truth."

"And those who are truly skilled will often keep their craft hidden away in these humble, down-to-earth places!"

After saying all that, Mr. Lin then shared his own deduction.

Li Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly; this Mr. Lin was truly audacious, and he had actually met his match.

"Alright, no need to talk about these things. Anyway, we've made a huge profit this time. I'll tell you the details later."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Liuzi came in from outside and delivered a message: the people above should go back immediately.

In the huge venue, only Li Feng and Mr. Lin remained. Neither of them had many reservations, so they let Yang Liuzi put them on the table and enjoyed a hearty meal.

After they finished eating, the two of them, clutching their bellies, returned to the temple.

After arriving at the temple, it was already past midnight when a girl with pockmarked face came sobbing in front of Li Feng, trying to kowtow to him.

Li Feng waved his hand, and seeing his meaning, the girl's face paled even more. She thanked Li Feng again and then prepared to pack up and leave.

Halfway backwards, they heard Li Feng call out from afar, "What? I've tidied up the house for you, where are you headed?"

The girl stopped abruptly, quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.