Yin Fu Daojun

Chapter 79 Qingdi
Wang Gui was originally a disaster victim who fled. Six years ago, he fainted from hunger at the gate of Wang's house. It was Mr. Wang who kindly took him in and gave him a bowl of food.

He has been a coachman in the Wang family for six years. During these six years, he has always been diligent and diligent, and even changed his surname, which shows his loyalty to the Wang family. It is obvious that no one will believe that he has harmed the master.

Detective Jiang didn't distinguish between black and white, and wanted to arrest him and take him to the Yamen. The name was to find the murderer, but everyone knew what he was planning. It was nothing more than trying to swindle some money!

According to the way he handles the case, it will be difficult for the master to redress his injustice.

Although Mrs. Wang is a girl, she is not confused.

The other one is about the theory of demons and evil spirits. There was a precedent in Houguan County, but few people knew about it. It happened to her when she was a child. She happened to see it by chance, so she respected and believed in it.

That's why she had that kind of reaction when the old Taoist priest repeatedly warned her yesterday, but now Xie Duan uttered the poems her husband wrote to her, it was a bit unbelievable, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Now that this kind of thing happens, no one wants it.I remember that the old Taoist priest said when he left that if something happened, he could go to Qingdi Temple to find him.

If the husband really died at the hands of evil spirits, ordinary people would definitely have no choice but to go to find him.

It has been more than half a day since Wang Rui died, and now he is only wrapped in a straw mat, which is too shabby, and everyone can't bear to look at it.

"Sister-in-law, this is the end of the matter, I think it's better to send elder brother back first, so as to prepare for the funeral and comfort elder brother's spirit in heaven."

Wang Rui's younger brother Wang Yi couldn't help but speak at this time.

Mrs. Wang nodded when she heard the words, and couldn't help wiping away her tears again.

"It all depends on the second uncle."

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yidang even arranged for someone to take care of the funeral.

"Xiaohuan, let's go to Qingdi Temple."

Mrs. Wang handed over the affairs of the funeral to her second uncle, gave instructions to the maid next to her, and prepared to go to the Qingdi Temple to invite the Taoist priest.

She just took a step, and before she took a few steps, she suddenly felt dizzy. She held her forehead with her hand, and her body swayed.

"lady……"

Fortunately, the servant girl, Xiaohuan, was clever enough and quickly stepped forward to support her.

When she did this all of a sudden, both Wang Yi and Housekeeper Zhai were taken aback, and immediately surrounded them with worried expressions on their faces.

"It's fine, I'm fine."

Mrs. Wang responded twice, holding on and not falling down.

Seeing this, Xie Duan stepped forward to feel her pulse.

"Ma'am, you're dying! It's important to take care of your health."

Under Xie Duan's detection, there was nothing serious about her body, it was just that her qi and blood were stagnated in her chest due to being too sad.

Seeing that Xie Duan could still feel his pulse, Jiang Butou was surprised, but also sneered, he stood where he was, like the second uncle.

"I'm fine, Xiaohuan, help me out."

Mrs. Wang slowed down for a while, but still refused to give up.

"lady!"

Xiaohuan couldn't bear to see her like this.

"Mrs. Wang, you are in poor health. It is better to rest well. Don't be too sad, and don't get angry! Master Wang is kind to me. Now that he is harmed by evil spirits, Mr. Xie will definitely seek justice for him. Why don't you let me do things about the Qingdi Temple!"

Xie Duan thought for a while, and simply volunteered, and said so.

He said this originally out of good intentions, but after falling into the ears of some people, his taste changed, and he opened his mouth in a strange way.

"You do it for me? Don't be afraid of things being exposed, just want to slip away!"

Jiang Butou put his hands behind his hands, and cast his gaze towards this side.

It's a pity that there are people present, but no one pays attention to him.

Mrs. Wang looked at Xie Duan at this moment, and sighed softly.

"How can this be done? You haven't seen that old Taoist priest, and you don't know his name, so how can you invite him if you go there rashly?"

After hearing this, Xie Duan was really troubled.

But at this moment, Xiaohuan, the maidservant at the side, said something.

"Ma'am, why don't I go with Mr. Xie! I met that old Taoist priest yesterday, so I won't admit my mistake. Besides, Mr. Xie is right, you are not feeling well, you'd better rest at ease!"

Xiaohuan, as Mrs. Wang's attendant maid, is always by her side, so she naturally knows what happened yesterday afternoon.

"Sister-in-law, I think it's better to do this!"

"If madam is worried, I will follow along."

Wang Yi and Steward Zhai also agreed to dissuade them at the moment.

Mrs. Wang had no choice but to nod her head.

"Thank you sir."

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Qingdi Temple.

Qingdi is Taihao Fuxi, also known as Cangdi and Mudi.

It is the god of Taoism who is responsible for the creation of all things and belongs to the east.

During the reign of Emperor Daqi Yuanxiao, he was granted the title of Emperor Guangsheng.

The Qingdi Temple in Houguan County has a history of 50 years. It is located in the eastern suburbs. Today, the incense is no longer as strong as it used to be.

Xie Duan and Xiaohuan galloped all the way in a carriage. It took nearly an hour before they arrived at the Qingdi Temple in the eastern suburbs.

Originally, Steward Zhai wanted to follow along, but there were a lot of things going on over there, so after thinking about it, he simply let him stay.

At this time, I got out of the carriage and looked around, only to see that the temple gate was wide open, but there were no pilgrims. There were two stone lions in front of the gate, which were very mighty.

Xie Duan no longer hesitated, took a step and entered the temple.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a square bronze tripod, with cigarettes lingering inside the tripod, a pine tree is planted by the courtyard wall, and a bell is hung on the tree.

The surrounding environment is fresh and elegant, giving people a sense of comfort.

Not far to the side, an old man in civilian clothes was sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Old man is polite, may I ask if there is a Taoist priest living here?"

Xie Duan stepped forward, saluted the old man, and asked.

However, the old man acted as if he didn't hear it, and just swept the fallen leaves on his own, ignoring them at all, which made Xie Duan somewhat puzzled.

"Old man, we have something to find a priest..."

Xiaohuan beside him simply raised his voice and asked again, but before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the main hall.

"Stop barking, he's a deaf-mute."

Xie Duan followed the prestige, but saw a figure standing at the door, dressed in a dark Taoist robe, holding a whisk, wearing a lotus crown on his head, his beard and hair were all white, and his age could not be discerned.

The whole person has a kind face, with a fairy demeanor, like a fairy.

The old man who was sweeping the floor seemed to have sensed it at this moment, and immediately stopped what he was doing, turned to face the old man, bowed and saluted.

The old man nodded lightly, and the old man left with his broom.

This scene couldn't help but surprise Xie Duan.

I told him not to hear it, but to turn a blind eye. As soon as the old Taoist priest appeared in front of him, he immediately bowed and saluted. This difference is too big!
When Xiaohuan saw this person, she immediately recognized him.

"Mr. Xie, this is the Daoist."

She quickly reminded Xie Duan.

"Junior Xie Duan, I have met the old Taoist priest."

Xie Duan stepped forward and gave Daomen Ji the first salute.

Seeing him, the old Taoist looked him up and down, then frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on his Qiankun bag.

"Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)