The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 23 The County Magistrate Visits the Prison
in prison.

The young man has a straight face and a calm expression, sitting cross-legged.

He was dressed in light yellow clothes, washed white.

He looked extremely inconspicuous in the dark corner.

He closed his eyes and meditated, breathing calmly.

"In the prison, it is dark and damp. For ordinary people, if they live for a long time, it is easy to hurt the body, and even hurt the soul and spirit, and become crazy."

"But for people of my generation, the evil spirit in the prison is heavy, which will damage the morality, just like the so-called black dog blood, the blood of women's menstruation, which can pollute the morality of a cultivator."

"This prison is a place where evil spirits condense. It has the awe of the imperial court and is guarded by the God of God. In addition, countless wicked people have been imprisoned, which makes evil spirits condense. Among the prisoners, there are punishments, killings, and so on. Changes such as unjust death, anger, unwillingness, fear, crying, etc. are all unkind auras that can harm the body."

Su Ting recalled the records in the dilapidated booklet, kept calculating and thinking.

"According to the brochure, this prison is a place that cultivators are more afraid of, but the method of thunder is as strong as yang, and it can overcome yin and evil, and it can also restrain yin and evil."

He pondered and said: "If I want to practice here, I will definitely absorb the evil spirit. However, after practicing the "Shenxiao Yufu Tianwei Law Volume", the damage of the evil spirit should be eliminated, and it will not be harmful to the body. And my mind Among them, there is the gourd of cutting immortals, and the evil spirit can't erode my soul at all."

"For ordinary cultivators, this is a forbidden area that dare not set foot."

"But for me, it's enough to regard this place as a place full of aura, and practice can get twice the result with half the effort."

"What a great place."

……

When Su Ting practiced cross-legged.

Outside the cell, there was silence.

Master Fang's face was gloomy and he remained silent.

Several jailers trembled and dared not speak.

Just now they were drinking, punching, and gambling a few times. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang came to the prison suddenly, seeing them so disobeying the law.

In fact, this is not a big deal, it was almost acquiesced by the previous adults.

But Mr. Fang, who has always been upright, is the most frightening.

"Let's talk about your business later."

Fang Qing snorted, waved and said, "Take me to see Su Ting."

The jailer was startled, and said, "Su Ting?"

Fang Qing said: "It is Su Ting who is in prison today."

Hearing the words, the jailer was stunned, he didn't expect Su Ting to know Master Fang, fortunately, he was busy with drinking and gambling before, and he didn't have time to extort money, and he didn't use the body search as an excuse to beat him up.

"Take me to see Su Ting."

"Yes, my lord."

……

Walk through the dark world.

The jailer stopped and pointed forward.

Master Fang looked over and saw the young man in front of him sitting cross-legged, with a calm expression and calm breathing.

"Sure enough, he is a cultivator."

Fang Qing felt a bit of hesitation, but it disappeared immediately. Although he was not a cultivator himself, he could probably tell that Su Ting was meditating in this posture.

Regardless of being a cultivator, just a young man in prison, who can still be so indifferent, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and resting his mind, is enough to make people look at him highly.

Just as Mr. Fang was feeling emotional, he saw the young man opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. In this dark prison cell, it was like a shooting star flashed by.

Fang Qing's heart trembled, he saluted hurriedly, and said, "Fang Qing pays homage to Mr. Su."

Hearing such respectful words from the county magistrate, the jailer who led the way was stunned.

Su Ting was stunned when he heard the words, and thought for a moment. He didn't have the slightest impression of this extraordinary middle-aged man in front of him. He seemed to have never met him before. He wondered, "I don't know who this big brother is?"

"Next is Fang Qing, the county magistrate of Luoyue County." Fang Qing saluted with a gentle tone.

"It turned out to be the county magistrate."

Su Ting got up, bowed back, muttered a few times in his heart, quite at a loss.

He has never met the county magistrate, why does the county magistrate recognize him?Even if he recognizes him, that's fine, but why do dignified officials of the imperial court treat him so respectfully as a white man?

And the jailer who led the way was already dumbfounded.

Fang Qing signaled the jailer to go down, and then said: "Fang is lucky, he once saw Mr. Su's back in the temple, and knew Mr. Su's identity."

Su Ting said that it was so, but his heart became more and more strange.

Even so, why be so respectful?

Such doubts disappeared after an instant.

In the previous life, when science and technology flourished, Fengshui, gods and ghosts were all dismissed as feudal superstitions, but in this situation, there were still high-ranking officials who believed in Fengshui and asked for fortune-telling.

And in such an era, the deeds are by no means false. Even the emperor of the current dynasty has set up a national teacher's office and believes in gods and Buddhas, let alone a county magistrate?
Mr. Fang probably knew that he was a cultivator, so he didn't dare to neglect him.

"Mr. Fang just found out about the matter, and immediately ordered someone to investigate the matter, and give Mr. justice."

Fang Qing saluted and said: "This matter has not been investigated yet, but Fang firmly believes that Mr. Su is definitely not a thief, so he came here to make amends in person and ask Mr. Su to come out first, so as not to suffer."

Su Ting probably understood what Master Fang was thinking, and wanted to agree, and then went out, but his heart moved, and he smiled and said: "Entering the world and being born out of the world is the process that people in my generation should go through. Now that you are in prison, Then wait in prison. As soon as Mr. Fang can find out that I am innocent, I will go out as soon as Mr. Fang can, lest Mr. Fang break the rules."

Fang Qing was a little surprised when he heard this.

A prison cell is not a good place.

No matter who it is, they must be very happy to hear that they can be released from prison early.

What's more, it is said that those who practice Taoism are most afraid of prisons, which will damage their bodies.

The reason why Fang Qing came to invite Su Ting early was because he vaguely knew this. He was afraid that Su Ting would be imprisoned and his morality would be compromised, so he felt resentful.

In addition, for Fang Qing, this is also an opportunity to make friends with Su Ting, a cultivator.

Who knew that Su Ting refused?
Could it be that this person is so profound that he is not afraid of the harm in the prison?

Wouldn't his way of doing things be better than Songlao's?
"Master Fang, don't worry, this favor has been written down by Su."

Su Ting waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just that this time, it's a calamity... It won't be too late for Su to get out of prison after the matter is found out."

Fang Qing took a closer look, and couldn't see any resentment from Su Ting. It was not out of anger to stay in the prison, but he wanted to stay. Although he was at a loss, he didn't insist anymore. Sorry sir."

"Not wronged."

Su Ting nodded, paused, and asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, I'm imprisoned here tonight. If there is a murder case outside, it won't be found on me, right?"

Fang Qing was shocked suddenly, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Ascetics, the spells are mysterious, and the method of cursing and killing is enough to kill people invisible.

Could it be that this person is no longer limited to surveying Feng Shui and determining good or bad?

Could it be that this person has reached the point where he can perform mysterious spells?
(End of this chapter)