fifth form

Chapter 43
In Rongcheng, the sale of Rong Tianding's fairy painting stall is a bit hot.

This situation lasted for several days.

On the one hand, it is due to the panic caused by the ghosts, and on the other hand, it is the rest of the Puyun Guanmu Taoist, which doubles the business of fairy paintings.

Rong Tianding counted the money every day until his hands softened, but when the officials from the county government came, his hands and feet inevitably became really weak.

It doesn't matter that Rongli is a bully in Dongshi, but the people don't fight with the officials, no matter how big the gangsters are, they need to obey the county government and know what can and can't be done.

"Young Master Rong, the county government has received a murder case. It is said that it has something to do with you. Please come with us!"

The officials of the county government are very polite.

The officials are also locals, and they just beg for food in the county government. When it's time to arrest the murderer, the officials are very polite to the local people.

But his words still attracted a crowd of people in front of the art booth to watch, and some people whispered something about it.

"Aside from selling paintings in Dongshi, I painted at home, and I didn't do anything like murder or arson." Rong Tianding said with a grim expression, "I don't think I have anything to do with the county government?"

"Someone happened to Shilipo. It is said that it has something to do with your painting." The official reminded politely: "What I know now is that someone was walking around at night with your fairy painting, and was killed in the end!"

"what?"

Rong Tianding felt a chill in his heart.

What he bet with Zhang Xuezhou and others is that there is no ghost in Shilipo, and when the matter is over, everything will be over.

But he didn't expect that someone really lost his life because of it.

For a moment, Rong Tianding's hands and feet were cold and weak, and he turned his eyes to the pork stall for help.

"Walking with a fairy painting and being killed at night, this has something to do with us Tianding? Why didn't Master Li say that the man was still wearing Cloth Zhuang's clothes, so why didn't he have anything to do with Buzhuang! He walked at night and carried a lantern , why didn't it have anything to do with making lanterns, he still wears shoes, so I should find..."

After frowning for a few seconds, Rong Li grumbled loudly.

Her sophistry was not lacking in effect, at least it made the whispers of many people in front of the art booth much quieter, and Rong Tianding also calmed down a lot.

"Master Rong, this is a summon from the county government. I think you should let Mr. Ling go there." The official said helplessly: "The county government only summoned Mr. Rong for questioning, and did not say to punish Mr. Rong!"

The official surnamed Li made a lot of talk, and Rong Tianding calmed down and closed the painting booth.

"Cousin, something serious has happened to us," Rong Tianding said worriedly.

"What they are looking for is the murderer, and you have never killed anyone, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Xuezhou frowned and said, "Could the county government still punish you for murder?"

"You're right to say that!"

Rong Tianding thought about it carefully, and felt that what Zhang Xuezhou said was correct.

In the past, there were many Taoist priests who sold talisman seals and divine water, but he never heard of any of them whose products were not working and whose heads were beheaded by the county government.

Moreover, the matter has not yet been definitively determined at this time, he just dabbled in it, and there is no need to panic too much.

In the final analysis, Rong Tianding was like many of the hooligans who entered the game for the first time. They were inexperienced and frightened, but as long as they went in three or five times, those hooligans would get used to the feeling of going home.

If Rong Tianding still wants to sell such superstitious paintings in the future, Zhang Xuezhou thinks that Rong Tianding should visit the county government often.

"But what if there are ghosts?"

Recalling the woman in white with a resentful face, and the woman screaming in his ear when he was awake, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel his heart beat up and down.

If there are no ghosts in Shilipo, they are selling something feudal and superstitious. If there are ghosts in Shilipo, what they are selling is something that seeks to murder someone.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help trembling in his heart.

But in a blink of an eye, Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses.

Ordinary people lack mana perception, and there is a high probability that they can't even see ghosts.

If there is no hostility, how can ghosts murder people?

Moreover, I learned from Taoist Mu that ghosts are weaker than humans, and it is difficult for them to survive in the outside world. The occasional ghosts and monsters are weak Yins. Even if these dark things are not dealt with, many Yins It will also fend for itself after a while.

But Zhang Xuezhou occasionally remembered that Shilipo mentioned by Taoist Mu might have had an uncommon femininity, and that might be different.

This made him frown slightly.

Although he has entered the country with a cultivation base and has practiced a kind of too-halal technique to treat and suppress injuries, but excluding these, he is not much different from ordinary people.

Zhang Xuezhou would also find it difficult to bear any dangerous attack.

For a while, everyone had their own thoughts, and followed the official messenger and Rong Tianding to the county government.

The county government is an important place under the jurisdiction of the city by the imperial court. It handles all kinds of affairs related to government, people and harmony, involving city defense, water conservancy, and disaster management.

Dealing with people's complaints of injustice is only a small part of it.

But when the matter is related to oneself, no matter how small a grievance is, it has a great impact.

In the old and majestic red building, a pale corpse was displayed, and another old man was kneeling on the ground with a woman and two children, sobbing and crying.

"My lord, Rong Tianding, the artist who was accused by Wang Baotian of Longmen Village in Shilipo, has been brought here!"

An official surnamed Li brought everyone into the yamen, and then handed in the tolerance.

In the lobby, a black-robed official holding bamboo slips raised his head.

He straightened the high mountain crown on his head, his eyes swept over Rong Tianding who came to answer the call, and then he turned his eyes to Rong Li who was making noise outside the county government office.

"There is no need for Rong Li to make any noise. The officer's summons to Rong Tianding is only to respond to the appeal of the grievances, and it is not involved in a felony!"

The official's voice calmed Rong Li down a bit, and she immediately responded loudly.

"Lord Bao, we in Rongcheng don't want to blackmail people after death. I heard that someone who bought a safe painting would blackmail the painter. After that, if accidents happen to people who eat pork, women won't be able to live!"

After repeatedly asking the official surnamed Li, and adding her own understanding, Rong Li roughly guessed that it was related.

This gave her a pre-emptive strike when she ranted outside the courtroom.

"There are also ironware sellers who sell ironware. If someone fights to death with ironware, the blacksmith will not be in bad luck. As long as we in Rongcheng set this precedent, there will be people who will continue to imitate it..."

"stop!"

Master Bao raised his hand with a headache.

There are two kinds of women that he has the most headaches, one is the sad and miserable weepers, and the other is the shrew like Rong Li.

The former annoyed him, the latter made his speech difficult.

And today it's both.

"My lord, we are wronged. If my husband hadn't bought the fairy painting to defend himself, he would not dare to go out to hunt for sheep at night!"

Next to the corpse in the hall, the miserable woman began to cry loudly from whimpering.

"Your husband hunted sheep at night to find his death, you are looking for sheep, what are you looking for us for!" Rong Li shouted.

"My lord, we bought fairy paintings... woo woo woo!"

"Your family also bought clothes and lambs. Your family buys so many things, why do you pick our goods specially, and think that our Rong family is easy to bully!"

……

"Come here!"

Lord Bao frowned and shouted, and the eight officials immediately responded with sticks.

"No one is allowed to speak without my officer's questioning. If there is any further disturbing of the court, execution will be carried out with a staff!" Mr. Bao said humanely.

"Here!"

A group of officials responded loudly, and the wooden sticks they held in their hands fell to the ground together, making extremely neat slapping sounds.

The deterrence brought by the wooden staff with the thickness of the arm is extremely high. If this kind of wooden staff is hit on a person, half of his life will be removed after a dozen or so hits. Even if it is a slight punishment, he must lie in bed and rest for at least two days.

For a moment everyone was terrified, even Rong Li just opened her mouth, and didn't spit out a single word of those sharp words.

(End of this chapter)