Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 17 The so-called official name
"In addition to praying for rain and offering sacrifices, people also need to offer incense and worship the Dragon King statue."

"Any more?"

Xiang Zizhan frowned, and after a few breaths he slowly shook his head: "No more."

When all people offer incense, it represents the incense.

Although I have never gone to the Dragon King Temple to check, I think the incense in the Dragon King Temple must be gone.

Otherwise, why would this Jingshui River Demon go to such trouble?
Is it really just for a boy and a girl?

Impossible.

Sacrifices!

Xu Zisu's eyes lit up.

"I guess the donor is just presiding over the sacrifice, not the person doing the sacrifice."

Xiang Zizhan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile: "Young master is joking, I don't know how to do those sacrificial rituals. Of course, the sacrificial priest is responsible."

"So, who is this sacrificial person?"

Xiang Zizhan frowned and looked at Xu Zisu: "Is the young master doubting the person offering sacrifices?"

"good."

Hearing this, Xiang Zizhan shook his head firmly: "This is absolutely impossible."

"Even if it is possible for anyone in the entire Jingshui County, it will never be that person."

The old man drinking tea at the side suddenly raised his head: "Oh? Why is this?"

"What the teacher doesn't know is that the person being sacrificed was Wei Xu, the magistrate of Jingshui County who was dismissed that year. Although the court dismissed him, it was for the sake of the people of Jingshui County, so it did not convict him."

"And Wei Xu did not leave Jingshui County after he was dismissed, but chose to become the temple blessing of the Dragon King Temple."

"I guess I want to be with my daughter and son for a long time."

Hearing this, Zhang Dunqian nodded with a complicated expression. In this case, the possibility of it being Wei Xu is indeed very slim.

Seeing Xu Zisu's confused look, Xiang Zizhan explained to him again.

"So, does the young master still think that this matter has something to do with Mr. Wei?"

Xu Zisu smiled. If it hadn't been for this matter, he might still be a little hesitant, but with this matter in mind, he was [-]% confident that this matter must be related to Wei Xu.

However, he didn't say it in front of the two of them. There were some things that didn't make much sense, and evidence was needed.

"Don't worry, the two donors. Before the sacrifice the day after tomorrow, the young monk will definitely give an explanation to the two donors."

Then he said goodbye and left.

Looking at Xu Zisu's leaving figure, Xiang Zizhan looked at Zhang Dunqian: "Teacher, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

Xiang Zizhan said doubtfully: "Can this little master really solve this matter?"

"Haha, if it doesn't work, I can personally come forward and stop this matter in the future."

"However, I believe that little master Pudu can solve this matter."

A smile appeared on Xiang Zizhan's face: "There are few people who value my mentor. I think the young master should have some abilities."

"Hehe, you."

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Xu Zisu left the county government office and did not go to the Dragon King Temple immediately. Instead, he wandered around Jingshui City.

One day passes quietly,
Night falls,

Dragon King Temple,
The dim candlelight was burning, and a rickety old man in the temple was about to lie down to sleep, when suddenly there was a knock on the temple door.

The old man stood up and looked at the temple door with turbid eyes.

"The temple door is closed. If you want to offer incense, you'd better come tomorrow."

"The benefactor is merciful. The young monk is a wandering monk. He missed Sutou because of his hurry. I hope the old benefactor will take him in for the night."

The old man frowned and finally stood up and opened the temple door.

I saw a dusty little monk standing at the door of the temple. "Amitabha."

"The little monk has seen the old benefactor."

"Master, please come in."

"I'm bothering the old benefactor."

"It doesn't matter. I can't sleep late at night and I just have someone to talk to."

Xu Zisu smiled slightly, and after entering the temple, he glanced at the Dragon King statue inadvertently, and the golden light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, there was no incense inside the Dragon King statue.

Therefore, my guess is very likely to be true.

Then Xu Zisu looked back very calmly.

"Is the old benefactor the temple blessing of this Dragon King temple?"

"Exactly, I have been here for more than five years."

"The young monk observes that the face of the old benefactor is extraordinary. I wonder if he can have a face to face with the old benefactor."

Wei Xu's expression flashed with surprise: "Will the young master still meet me?"

"I have learned some left-field fortune-telling techniques."

"Haha, it's a long night, and I'm willing to listen to the young master's advice. However, I don't have any money to give to the young master."

"This is considered as a fortune, old benefactor, don't worry."

"Okay, the old man is all ears."

Xu Zisu pretended to look at the old man for a long time, his expression couldn't help but change slightly, and then his expression changed even more, which made Wei Xu, who was sitting opposite, feel a sudden change in his heart.

"What do you mean, little master? Could it be that you saw something?"

"Ugh!"

"Old donor, his life has been really rough."

"Haha, it's okay to say it, young master, I also want to hear it."

"The old benefactor was originally from a wealthy family when he was young. Unfortunately, something happened and his family fell into decline. Then with the help of his father and friends, he arranged to get married. It was originally a good match, but it turned out to be uneasy. One son was weak and the two daughters were in trouble. He died and left a son and a daughter for the old benefactor. His wife died young."

As Xu Zisu narrated, under the candlelight, the old man's eyes gradually turned red.

"good."

"After the benefactor's wife passed away, the benefactor's official luck came and he was appointed as the magistrate of Jingshui County."

"good."

"The donor worked conscientiously and devoted himself to the people. His son and daughter should have enjoyed a peaceful family life. However, the donor took the wrong path, listened to the evil talk, and sent his son and daughter to hell."

When the old man heard this, he trembled all over, and then pointed at Xu Zisu tremblingly.

Xu Zisu smiled slightly: "Old donor, I wonder if what the young monk said is right?"

Facing Xu Zisu's question, the old man couldn't help but close his eyes, his face full of pain and deep regret.

After a long time, the old man calmed down and smiled: "I don't understand what the young master is saying."

Xu Zisu shook his head helplessly: "Since the old donor doesn't understand, then the young monk will tell the old donor a story."

Wei Xu frowned and glanced at Xu Zisu, then smiled: "Young master, you are free."

"In July of the 25th year of Emperor Jingdi's reign, sixteen counties in three prefectures suffered from a severe drought, and Jingshui County was among them. One night, Wei Xu, the magistrate of Jingshui County, had a nightmare. In the dream, he was seriously ill and would die soon. I was shocked. The next day, I went to a medical clinic for diagnosis and was told that my heart was ailing and there was no cure."

"In those years, Wei Xu worked diligently to manage Jingshui County in an orderly manner, and the people were stable. The Songjian Mansion had confidence, and he had the idea of ​​​​lifting it up. Unfortunately, he was seriously ill and was about to pass away. This has to be said to be a child's play. "

"While Wei Xu was worried day and night, he had another dream that night, that as long as he offered a living sacrifice, not only could he pray for rain, but someone could also cure his illness."

"When he had to choose between life and living sacrifice, he chose living sacrifice to pray for rain. However, he is a parent official, and he is an upright and good official in the eyes of the people. Asking for children from all the people will definitely lead to eternal infamy, so Wei Xu became so terrified that he made a living sacrifice of his own son and daughter."

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(End of this chapter)