Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 18 A hundred schools of thought contend
Dark clouds obscured the sun, and the morning light was bleak.

When Mo Chuan walked out of the room, the whispering in the courtyard stopped abruptly.

Luo Feibai seemed to feel something, and raised his face.

Mo Chuan was slightly startled when he saw this.

The tough man in memory seems to have changed.

His lips were pale, his face was bloodless, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a walking dead.

It wasn't until seeing Mo Chuan that he regained a third of his popularity.

"Master Dao, the family is unlucky. Luo's eldest son was murdered by a ghost last night. When Luo rushed into the house, he only snatched the eldest son's broken foot! Luo is willing to spend all his family's wealth, and only asks Daoist to be the master for me, to kill the demon magic!"

Luo Feibai cried out in grief, kowtowed and knelt down.

All the spectators in the courtyard were frightened and sighed endlessly when they heard the words.

"Ah, is it really a ghost?"

"I can't stay in this city anymore, I think it's better to go!"

"It's Luo's eldest son? Poor!"

"I've seen the Luo family's son, who is a good swordsman at a young age, and in a few more years, he will definitely be a good bodyguard. It's a pity!"

Mo Chuan looked at Luo Feibai kowtowing, and listened to the comments of the spectators around him, his heart was awe-inspiring.

If the evil spirits are at work, relying on the power of the ghost talisman and the fierceness of the headless ghost, there is no possibility of a battle!
But the ghost is acting like a monster, how can he kill it?

As for the previous incident of "Huayin Slaying the Fox", it was purely accidental and absolutely impossible to replicate!
While thinking, Mo Chuan was about to speak, when suddenly there was a burst of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Looking up, I saw more than a dozen Taoist monks, and even yamen servants, pouring into the Escort compound!

As soon as they came in, their eyes fell on the broken foot in front of Luo Feibai.

All of them looked serious, and some even stepped forward to check.

"Dare to ask a few officials, Taoists, and mages, what is the so-called Changlong Escort looking for me?"

A bodyguard head came up to meet him and asked with his hands clasped.

"Zhao Biaotou, I heard that Luo Biaotou met a ghost last night, is there such a thing?"

A yamen servant stood up and asked, clasping his hands in a very polite manner.

"It's true, hey, what a disaster, the eldest son of the head of escort Luo died because of this, and he only snatched back a severed foot."

Zhao Biao nodded and replied.

At this time, the Taoist monk who came along with the yamen servants had already come to take a closer look at the broken foot, and in the face of changing expressions, there was a result.

"The wound is as vague as chewing. If it's not a beast, it's probably a spirit."

"Hmph, as I said earlier, this is caused by spirits and monsters! If it was a ghost, it would have been frightened by the lights all over the city and fled away in embarrassment!!!"

Several Taoist monks discussed briefly, and one of the monks said to Luo Feibai: "Amitabha, may I ask Master Luo if he has ever seen that spirit."

Luo Feibai was silent when he heard the words, but just looked at Mo Chuan.

Zhao Biaotou, who was making friends with the yamen servant, quickly patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Boss Luo, what did the mage ask you? Please explain the situation clearly. Several mages and Taoists will definitely be able to subjugate demons for you!"

While Zhao Biaotou was speaking, several Taoist priests and monks secretly nodded.

Luo Feibai smiled miserably when he heard the words: "The spirits and monsters in Changlan City have been haunting for more than a full month. They have never even seen the spirits. Instead, they came to me to prove that they can also subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

The sound fell, and the whole courtyard was in an uproar!
When all the bodyguards heard this, they looked at everyone with wrong eyes.

Isn't it?
If he really had the ability, he would have cast down demons and eliminated demons long ago, why wait until now?

A wild Taoist priest was furious when he heard the words: "Wu that black-faced man, who are you ridiculing? If it weren't for the ghost hiding from Daoist, Daoist, I would have cut it under the seven-star sword! Seeing you lose your son today, I am too lazy Arguing with you, if he sees you open-mouthed in the future, I will definitely spare you!"

Luo Feibai just smiled miserably when he heard the words, and kowtowed to Mo Chuan again:
"Daoist, Luo knows that you have the ability to reach the sky, and Luo is willing to be a cow or a horse for you, just ask you to surrender this monster and avenge my son."

At this moment, all eyes in the courtyard fell on Mo Chuan.

The Taoist monks who came with the yamen servants suddenly changed their expressions, and their faces were ashen!

Luo Feibai's move is like stepping on it.

"Lady Luo, the poor are old and frail, and may have the strength to deal with some ghosts and monsters. As for the ghosts, I'm afraid they will be powerless!"

Mo Chuan sighed, seeing the sudden loss of energy in Luo Feibai's eyes, he couldn't bear to say:
"However, it's okay to meet that spirit with such a crippled body! I hope you muster up your spirits, and then I will lend you a saber."

Luo Feibai's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words, and he knocked his head heavily with blood running through his eyes:

"The Daoist is righteous! Luo Feibai is driven by the Daoist!"

When a group of Taoist monks saw this scene, they immediately rolled their eyes angrily, flicked their long sleeves, and rushed out of the door.

It was the yamen servant who was talking to Zhao Biaotou, who asked Mo Chuan in a low voice.

Hearing that he lived in seclusion in Huayin and practiced Taoism in Jiazi, he killed fox spirits when he came out of the mountain, and was treated with courtesy by the county lieutenant, and at the county lieutenant's mansion, he stopped the ghosts and immortals from killing, his eyes lit up immediately, and he left in a hurry.

Not long after, he came to the door again.

This time, they brought the punishment room documents and recruited them.

This move was exactly what Mo Chuan wanted.

He wanted to help Luo Feibai, but there was no way to track him down if he didn't know how to hunt him down.

Joining the government just happens to be able to share government information.

However, when Mo Chuan hung up the paperwork, he realized that there was a mess of bad debts inside.

It turned out that when the child in Changlan City disappeared earlier, the imperial court didn't care.

I thought that beheading a few people would deter these monsters.

No, the situation is getting worse.

Only then did the magistrate know that something was wrong.

He could only order again and again to send the execution room to arrest the real culprit, and even dispatched soldiers for this purpose.

Unfortunately, things still haven't improved.

Due to sudden illness, he went to the doctor indiscriminately, so he could only invite experts from the rivers and lakes.

Among them, not to mention the flood of people who pretend to be numbers;
These Jianghu people are even more disobedient to discipline, saying their own reasons, completely listening to the tune and not listening to the propaganda.

In other words, the punishment room also lost its size.

Can't tell the truth.

We can only let all parties investigate on their own, which is called a hundred schools of thought contend.

Whoever solves the case will be able to see the magistrate, and it will be a fortune-telling event at that time!
Under such circumstances, how is it possible to share information?

"One leaf knows the autumn, the grassroots dispatching ability is so poor, it is a sign of troubled times!"

Mo Chuan felt quite helpless when he heard the news that Zhao Escort had inquired about.

While I was in distress, someone came to report that the abbot of Tianbao Temple asked to see him!

Tianbao Temple is a Buddhist temple near Changlan City, where incense is at its peak, and it is a Buddhist orthodoxy.

Mo Chuan had no reason to refuse, so he naturally went out to greet the guests.

The abbot of Tianbao Temple is about [-] years old, about the same age as Yanzhen Laodao, but he looks young and healthy, and he is full of energy!
Compared with Yanzhen's old way, he is more like a master of Taoism.

He obviously came prepared, and during the greetings, some compliments were full of Mo Chuan's recent "records".

After exchanging pleasantries, the old monk said directly and meaningfully: "Amitabha, dare to ask what is the relationship between You and Xishan Chengyunji Temple?"

Mo Chuan was silent for a while and said: "Poverty Daoist is young and frivolous, and he has practiced Taoism in Yunji Temple for several years."

Abbot Tianbao suddenly realized when he heard the words: "So that's how it is!"

Now Yanzhen's old-fashioned heel is finally complete.

As the saying goes: nectar does not moisten grass without roots, and the magic method only crosses people with predestined relationship.

Taoism is very particular about fate, and even more about the inheritance of masters. Without the guidance of a master, it is impossible to enter the Tao.

Therefore, anyone who has cultivated himself as a Taoist priest must have his teacher.

From Abbot Tianbao's point of view, Yanzhen's trip was supposed to be to return to his roots.

"I don't know what you think about the ghosts and monsters at the moment?"

"It's like looking at flowers in the fog for the first time, and I don't know what to say."

"I have a method to kill spirits and monsters. Would you like to help me?"

"how do I say this?"

Abbot Tianbao glanced around, smiled and said nothing.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he waved his hand. Luo Feibai, who was waiting on the side, was quite unwilling to see this, but he still led a group of people back out.

In the blink of an eye, only Abbot Tianbao and Mo Chuan were left in the room.

The two talked in secret for a long time before Abbot Tianbao took his leave.

"Master Dao..." Luo Feibai entered the room, hesitating to speak.

"Sleep well, and slay demons tonight!" Mo Chuan said.

Luo Feibai's old face suddenly turned red when he heard this, and his fists were clenched.

"Secrets are used to make things happen, words are used to reveal failures. Don't publicize this matter, as long as you know it yourself. This spirit has repeatedly succeeded in causing troubles, and I am afraid that Changlan has an inner ghost!" Mo Chuan warned again.

"Master Dao, I know that." Luo Feibai nodded, said goodbye and left.

Mo Chuan sat on the grand teacher's chair, looking at the skylight shining on the threshold, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)